Sniping is a very good tactic and one of the most devastating tactics for the aggressor.

Especially for a well-trained and well-equipped enemy, it is more appropriate to attack in a piecemeal manner, or to harass it.

Of course, a sniper, for an army of tens of thousands of people, is just a small mosquito. But this little mosquito can have a very bad effect on the morale of the army.

The sniper kills accurately, hides well, and the enemy does not know where the sniper is and who his next target is.

The most effective weapon that can suppress snipers is your own sniper, but as long as the sniper is stoic, good at disguise, and changes places with one shot, the enemy is basically helpless to take the sniper.

That's what makes snipers scary - stealth and precision.

And snipers must remember to protect themselves first and destroy the enemy second. After a shot, move or evacuate as soon as possible, regardless of whether it hits the target or not.

You know, one of the most common mistakes snipers make is greed.

Actually, there is no need to be in such a hurry. Think about it, killing one enemy a day can destroy the equivalent of a battalion of enemies in a year, which is enough to keep the enemy awake.

So, you can't expect too much success at once. This piecemeal tactic is precisely an effective tactic for dealing with the enemy.

It is not intended that the sniper will be used as a mass killer in battle, but by killing the enemy in small quantities and many times, the enemy will not be able to sleep at night, eat unpleasantly, and excrete poorly.

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The surroundings were quiet, the sky was a little gloomy, even if it was already dawn, it made people feel depressed and killed.

Shen Chen held the binoculars and carefully observed the surrounding environment and movements.

Snipers usually sneak into positions before dawn, as the natural light level at dawn can create an illusion of security, and snipers must be careful to avoid being affected by this illusion.

But on the other hand. Enemy troops also tend to become negligent under the impetus of this psychological illusion, thus reducing their alertness.

It was quiet, and no human voices could be heard. Only occasionally can I hear the chirping of birds in the distance, and the wind blowing the leaves and salading.

But this is only the surface, for a real sniper. Including the gentle breeze and the fact that every leaf has its message, it may be his source of information.

And, even though this was the second time he had sneaked up on a stronghold, he was still cautious.

Although he was full of anger, it only made Shen Chen silent, and it did not make him lose his mind.

The enemy will definitely take action, whether it is to send troops to search for a large force, or to ambush elite soldiers and strong generals, and use shooting skills to deal with him.

Ambushing Shen Chen with a sharpshooter is not without precedent, although it has been a long time.

On that snowy night, two devils with superb shooting skills were sniped by him one after another, which had already sounded the alarm for him.

Cautious observation, careful infiltration, and boring waiting, Shen Chen has become accustomed to it, and even Yu Baogen has made great progress.

Well, that guy was moving, although the amplitude was not large, but he was still seen by Shen Chen, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes and hand over the telescope.

I don't know how long it took, but in the distance there were voices of people and donkeys, and the enemy was coming.

Shen Chen took a few deep breaths, checked the gun again, and loaded it.

More than a dozen Imperial Allies drove donkey carts and carts and walked unhurriedly towards the river.

The car was loaded with water urns, buckets, basins, and other household items that had been collected to carry water. There is no way, the base is located on a high place, there are no wells, and there is no reservoir, so it cannot store enough water for a long time.

And the enemy apparently did not realize that their lives would be at risk on the way to water from this remote stronghold.

Shen Chen stretched out the muzzle of his gun, looking for his target, and a guy sitting on a donkey cart smoking a cigarette with a short gun on his back came into his sight.

The enemy came to the river and began to take water from the river, bringing it back bucket by bucket and pouring it into urns and tanks.

A few guys also walked downstream, washing their faces and laundry, and the crowd shouted noisily, not realizing that the deadly muzzle of the gun was aimed at them.

Shen Chen took a deep breath, held his breath, aimed at the target that had already been chosen, and gently pulled the board machine.

Shots rang out and the target fell. The enemies who fetched water were stunned when they encountered a drastic change. Another gunshot rang out, and the enemy shouted and went into confusion.

Shen Chen unhurriedly pushed the bullet into loading, aimed at the panicked enemy, and fired accurate bullets. The enemy who runs and screams on the river beach without shelter is a live target for him.

The gunfire is constant, the rhythm is fixed, and the hit rate is extremely high. Shen Chen was at a distance of 500 meters, and it could be said that there was no bullet.

There were not many enemies left, to be precise, there were not many targets available for shooting, and Shen Chen calmly changed the magazine.

Anyway, under this sudden blow, the dead fell to the ground, and the living also lay on the ground, and no one stood like a fool.

"Smack!" The gun in Shen Chen's hand rang out again, and an Imperial Allied Army who didn't know whether he was alive or dead stood up to shoot, and a fast-flying bullet shattered his head.

The two devils were quietly approaching, and they had already estimated Shen Chen's approximate location, which was exchanged for the life of the dog of the Imperial Army.

It's just that the distance is far away, and the opponent hides well, and they are not sure to hit, so they have to get closer.

Suddenly, one of the devils stopped crawling, his eyes fixed on a thin rope peeking out of the grass.

The string was stained green with the sap of the plant and taut, and he gently squeezed it with his hand, slowly sliding down the string, and found a grenade on a bush.

"Yaga!" The devil scolded hatefully, and fear came to his heart.

What an insidious trap, almost let himself fly into the sky. Amaterasu, who must have been blessed by Amaterasu, turned around and warned his companions, cut the rope with a knife, and continued to crawl forward.

A small bird suddenly flew up, and Shen Chen immediately moved the telescope.

The grass fluttered slightly, but if you looked closely, it was different from the windswept grass next to it.

The devil is coming?! Shen Chen raised his hand to signal Yu Baogen to hide well, and then quietly changed positions, stretched out his camouflaged rifle, and waited quietly.

More than ten minutes passed, and there was no movement. Shen Chen didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all.

Half an hour had passed, and he was still calmly waiting.

It's a good opponent, he bites his lip, and his fighting spirit grows stronger.

The duel of snipers is such a sudden burst of murder in concealment and silence, who is more patient, who is calmer, who is more cleverly disguised, who is the final winner.

"Yaga!" The devil scolded hatefully again, Sunshine has helped now, he has to observe carefully and eliminate them one by one. Similarly, his companion was holding a telescope and looking for a target.

It moved slowly, but it was still captured by Shen Chen, who had super eyesight.

Despite the lack of direct sunlight, the telescope's lenses were still brighter than the surrounding scene, and the devil's face was not painted with camouflage.

When the human eye is looking at things, because it is accustomed to light projection to form a light and dark effect on the concave and convex surface, it often mistakes the dark color on the plane for the shadow of the concave surface; Light-colored areas are seen as bulging areas, and it is on this principle that camouflage is applied to the face to create visual distractions that blind the enemy's eyes.

That is, the sniper's face is not arbitrary, but has a certain scientific principle.

For example, sunken areas such as eye sockets, cochlea, eyebrows, and lower noses should be painted with a lighter color; Protrusions such as the tip of the nose, forehead, chin and cheeks are painted with a darker color that is the opposite of the highlights and shadows caused by the light on the face.

And do not paint the oil paint on your face in a symmetrical pattern, because similar color combinations are not common in nature and will inevitably attract the attention of your enemies.

Shen Chen found the binoculars that were exposed to the grass, and very carefully and slowly aimed the muzzle of the gun at the devil observer, holding his breath, and gently pulling the trigger.

The sound of gunfire pierced the silence around them, and birds rose into the sky, chirping in the air.

The main archer of the devil was taken aback, quickly lay on the ground, and turned his head to look at his companion. The improvised observer, who had been selected from the troops, had slumped on the grass, red blood and white brains pouring from bullet holes in the back of his head.

"Yaga!" This is the third time that the devil has cursed, and although he is not a real sniper and is not equipped with a valuable sniper rifle, he is usually very proud of his marksmanship.

But now, he was a little afraid, because the distance was not something he could grasp.

In addition to fear, he also felt an inexplicable excitement and excitement. The opponent is on the other side, great, finally got you.

He bit his lip and tried to calm himself down, slowly moving to change sniper positions.

Shen Chen also slowly lowered his body and moved slowly. This is different from sniping those Imperial Allies, he must maintain twelve points of vigilance and spirit.

After moving more than ten meters, Shen Chen slowly stretched out a simple periscope made of paper tubes and mirrors, and observed carefully.

Although he didn't see the devil's main shooter, he judged that there should be more than one enemy.

Usually when a sniper is acting alone, or when he knows he is facing an enemy, he or she is more likely to use the scope to observe so that he can react quickly.

As the minutes passed, and more than half an hour passed, Shen Chen became more and more sure of the existence of another sniper.

But this devil's sniper is well hidden and very patient.

Shen Chen thought for a while, squatted down, and said a few words to Yu Baogen, who was shrunk next to him. Yu Baogen nodded understandingly, and the prior communication and discussion came into play at this time.

Beads of sweat slowly flowed down the devil's forehead, and the boredom of waiting was also testing him.

But the observer's death was a reminder to him that his opponents should not be underestimated. To play the winner's game, you must not only have physical strength and intelligence, but also patience.

Suddenly, the devil's eyes narrowed, and he saw a flashing object in the bushes.

That's right, look at it again, it's a hat disguised by leaves and weeds, and it disappears from time to time.

Obviously, the opponent is crawling and changing positions, although not much is revealed, but it is enough for the sharpshooter who is already much closer, and can kill with one shot.

The muzzle of his gun began to move to catch the moment when the enemy was exposed again.

Well, found it, the moving barrel.

Shen Chen put away the periscope at a distance of twenty or thirty meters from Yu Baogen and slowly stretched out the muzzle.

The devil's muzzle moves a little faster, which is a minor mistake. But in the sniper duel, it was a fatal mistake.

"Smack!" The devil pulled the trigger and successfully hit the target, the hat drooped down all of a sudden, and he grinned.

"Smack!" Shen Chen's gun rang off, and the fast-flying bullets made the devil's joy only last for a short moment. His head shook violently, and drooped with the bloody bullet holes in his forehead......

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"Smack!" The sound of the gun was crisp, an empty bottle hanging from a branch was shattered, and shards of glass flew and reflected in the sunlight.

Yamura narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, loaded the bullet, put the gun on his shoulder, aimed at the next target, and pulled the trigger again.

With a few more dazzling moments, he nodded slightly, sat down slowly, picked up the file beside him, and carefully and carefully polished the wooden shoulder rest.

The new gun, this is a brand new sniper rifle, the difference from the original Type 97 is that the scope has been changed from 2.5 times to 4 times.

Although the performance has improved a lot, it still needs to adapt and polish to become a handy killer. And with the hard training during this time, as the guns continue to adjust, Yamura has become more and more confident.

Of course, confidence is confidence, and Yamura is still a little worried about how to take out his opponent as soon as possible.

No matter how good your weapons are, no matter how good your brains are, if the enemy doesn't meet you, then everything is meaningless. So, while he continues to familiarize himself with the new weapon, he looks forward to the battle with his opponent.

"Smack!" The crisp sound of gunfire rang out again, and Yamura turned his head slightly, and his assistant Miyamoto put down his gun and smiled smugly.

Marksmanship may be good, but to become a good sniper, Miyamoto clearly lacks something.

Yamura pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, and his face became gloomy again. His opponent had been stained with the blood of too many Imperial soldiers, and his heart was churning violently.

"Report!" A devil petty officer came over and stood up and saluted.

"How? Still haven't found it? Yamura asked, with a glimmer of hope.

The devil officer said in a low voice, "We found two privates, but—"

"But what?" Yamura's heart sank.

There was anger in the devil's officer's tone, "Two Imperial soldiers have been poisoned by the enemy, and even their bodies have been searched and moved. If it weren't for a military dog, you wouldn't be able to find it. ”

Yamura was silent for a long time, and sighed softly, "Corpses can also speak. If time permits, of course, the people of China will do a cleaner job. Let's go, take me to see it. ”

"Hello!" The devil officer didn't quite understand what was going on with the corpse that Yamura was referring to, but he didn't ask much, turned around and made a gesture of please.