Chapter 81: The Battlefield

Countless Soviet troops were slowly advancing on the vast snowfield, and the war had been going on for more than a week, and now the Soviets no longer have the arrogance they had before the war, and the overall morale began to become low, and the number of casualties was increasing day by day.

War is undoubtedly a tool in the hands of politicians, and it is used for a variety of reasons, such as the Winter War, because the Soviets lacked some ports and wanted to take Finland and have enough Atlantic outlets.

At first, the Soviets did not pay attention to the resistance of the Finns, in their opinion, the resistance of the Finns was nothing more than a useless exercise of the mantis arm, and they even felt that the Finns were all Don Quixote, stupid and bubbling.

But when the results of the Red Army, which sacrificed nearly 10,000 people a week, were handed to Moscow, the legendary iron-blooded Stalin, immediately became extremely angry, and Stalin, who regarded face as very important, could not bear the fact that his army would be blocked by the Finns, so he began to overstep his command, what he did not know was that this was only the beginning.

"The combatants are in place!"

"The target is still a kilometer away from the ambush circle!"

"The target has entered the ambush circle!"

"Fire!"

With a firing start, at least hundreds of Finnish fighters suddenly appeared on both sides of the path of the Soviet army's advance, with submachine guns in their hands, and pulled the trigger on the unprepared Soviet Red Army in the snow, and in a matter of seconds, nearly a thousand rounds of bullets were fired from the Finnish submachine guns and shot through the unsuspecting Soviets.

A regiment of Soviets, just the first wave of contact, immediately fell one or two hundred people.

"Charge, Ulla!"

"Ulla!"

Although the Soviets were blinded at the first time, after reacting, the officers immediately took their pistols and shouted loudly, while Cui drove the soldiers forward, wanting to take advantage of the advantage of numbers to eat these Finns.

However, this group of Finns attacked for less than half a minute, and then they all turned around and began to retreat, not giving the Soviets a chance to make direct contact at all, and immediately slipped away after the battle, giving full play to the spirit of guerrilla warfare.

Now it was the turn of the Soviets to be entangled, and the Soviets did not know whether to pursue or not, so they could only slowly pursue in the direction of the Finns, while waiting for the commander's next order.

The Soviet command was very stiff, and these ordinary officers at the grassroots level, who had no experience in war at all, immediately became excited when they saw the Finns who ran away as soon as they hit them: "Chase, Ula, not a single one will be left!" ”

The Soviets, who received the order, began to pursue, but they had just climbed to the high point where the Finns attacked them, and what awaited them were treacherous mines, mines that had been planted long ago, killing and wounding one Soviet soldier after another.

At this time, the nightmare of the Soviets was not over, and the next thing that appeared around them was the group of Finnish snipers who kept the Soviets awake, this group of snipers has always been like sharks smelling blood, following the Soviets unhurriedly, and now the Soviets are beginning to mess up, giving them room to play.

As we all know, a sniper can not play a big role in a frontal battlefield, but when this kind of command is chaotic and wounded soldiers are everywhere, it is the easiest time for a sniper to clean up the mess.

Simon Heyer was lying on the ground, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at a Soviet officer in the distance, only to see this guy with a small pistol in his hand, wearing a military coat, with a medal on his chest, and was talking excitedly.

"Bang!"

“53!” Simon Heyer pulled the trigger, said a number, and then slowly pulled the bolt of his gun, looking for the next target.

Simon Heyer did not shoot at full speed, basically the surrounding Finnish snipers, as long as they were experienced people, did not fire quickly in the first place, or were looking for some valuable targets, and the group received orders, among other things, to kill the opposing officer's officers as much as possible.

In the eyes of the Finnish soldiers, as long as the officers of a company of Soviets are killed, then this group of Soviets, like a group of stupid bears waiting to be hunted, can be easily exterminated without any tactical cooperation.

The elusive sniper became the last straw that crushed the Soviet army, and the Soviets, who had suffered heavy casualties, began to retreat, abandoning the wounded soldiers and some friends who were in poor positions, and most of the Soviet soldiers began to run back without their lives.

The total casualties of the more than 1,000 troops were less than 500, but more than 60 percent of the officers in this army were killed, and only one of the six staff officers around the regiment commander was still alive.

"Bang!"

Simon Heyer's position is very good, they fell far behind the Soviet army, now the Soviets are retreating, they need to pass through their area, when they see a piece of Soviets withdrawing from the Wuyang, Simon Heyer frowned: "Withdraw, let the mouth open!" ”

The Finnish snipers knew that this Soviet army had been defeated by them, but if it stood in the way of their retreat, this rout might bring them some casualties, and the Finns did not fight hard, ten Soviets for one Finn are all earned for the Soviets, after all, there are few Finns, and there are only millions of people in the country.

Yu Zhiqian heard the fierce firefight in the east very clearly, took the Mosin Nagant in his hand, carried HK416, and slowly touched the location of the source of the gunshot.

There are not many bullets, although HK416 is very easy to use, but only with a half base of ammunition, if it has been used unscrupulously, Yu Zhiqian's bullets will soon run out, for Yu Zhiqian, weapons from modern times, as well as night vision devices, optical instruments, is his last reliance, if it is not necessary, it is still necessary to save some use, after all, bullets can not be replenished, batteries can not be charged.

The sound of gunfire can travel far on the snowfield, a distance of three kilometers, and a normal person may be able to arrive within half an hour, but in the snow, it may take an hour, or even longer, Yu Zhiqian rode a horse, and when he was about ten minutes old, he had already come to the edge of the firefighting area and saw the Soviets who were being pressed and beaten by the Finns.

Gently patting the second fool and asking him to drive his horse away from him, Yu Zhiqian put on the hat on the captured white cloak, lay down in the snow, and began to move a little bit.

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