Walking through the rubble and down a narrow alley, Chris carefully held his rifle as if he was afraid to make a sound.

After a few steps, he leaned against the wall beside him, listening to the sounds nearby, but he couldn't distinguish the slightest noise because of the distant sound of shelling.

It was already very close to the nearby Soviet-German firefight, so he had to be careful not to be killed inexplicably.

Walking in the front, he pressed down with his hand, signaling to Ciric and Daddy behind him, and lowered his body to stop his steps.

Seeing his gesture, Daddy Buck and Ciric both stopped their steps, looking around at the movement across the two buildings.

Leaning against the wall, Chris moved his body little by little, and finally leaned against the corner and poked his head out.

In an instant, his piercing eyes swept over the corner, and there was no one there, so he immediately retracted his head.

Then he changed his gesture and signaled to the two people behind him that they were safe here. Daddy Buck nodded, and Ciric continued to walk slowly forward.

In this group, Ciric is in the middle of the group, because his walkie-talkie is the most valuable equipment in the group.

With this equipment, they can call in for support, and they can also command the artillery fire behind them to continue the fight.

It wasn't until Ciric walked behind Chris that Daddy's side began to move, and the three of them finally gathered around the corner.

"About two-thirds of the building across the street is left, and it looks like a good vantage point! Go up and have a look! Be careful not to leave any traces! Chris lowered his voice and pointed ahead to Daddy.

Daddy looked at the building in the distance, nodded, and agreed, "Okay! Let's go over there! Pay attention to the surroundings, and if it doesn't work, go back! ”

Ciric is the least vocal, because he is similar to the signal corps in this group, and has no say in actual combat.

As a signal soldier, he only needs to watch the rear of a few people, and then contact his own artillery to open fire if necessary.

As for the arrangement of the battle, such as selecting the observation point and finding the sniper position, it was all discussed by Ciric and his father.

What's even more depressing is that Ciric's arm is still slatted, and his entire arm is still in the stage of being injured, and he can hardly fight directly.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too few signal soldiers, he would probably still be squatting in the wounded barracks to rest - his reluctance to wait in the barracks was also a reason.

"Squeak......" Chris, who was on one knee, pushed open the door of the building with the muzzle of his gun, and the folding page on the door made a slight noise.

The furniture in the house was staggered, and it looked like it had been picked up a long time ago, and there was nothing left.

With the sunlight streaming in through the window, Chris glanced inside the room out of the corner of his eye, but saw no enemies.

He rushed into the room with a brisk stride sideways, then leaned into a corner, holding his sniper rifle, and watched everything inside.

There really was no one inside, the chandelier had fallen to the floor, and the wardrobe was leaning against the window on the other side, riddled with bullet holes.

Apparently there had been a fierce battle here, but it had been over for a long time, because the corpses that should have been discarded here were gone.

This must have been because of the fear of an outbreak of the plague epidemic, so someone deliberately came back and disposed of the corpses left here.

However, it was handled rather haphazardly, as the blood stains on the ground were still in place, and there were some weapons in some places.

For example, there is a broken Mosin Nagant rifle and a Soviet steel helmet that has been pierced by bullets.

And, of course, there are messy clothes all over the floor, as well as some daily necessities. For example, broken plates and saucers, bed sheets and curtains full of bullet holes.

Chris's weapon was pointed in the direction of the stairs, and Ciric walked into the room second, carrying an STG-44 assault rifle that could provide good fire support in such situations.

The two men each found a relatively scattered position in the room, covered each other, and leaned towards the staircase.

"Squeak......" Daddy Buck was the last to enter the house, and then closed the door casually, and the slight folding sound made Chris a little uncomfortable.

Chris carried his G43 sniper rifle and walked up the stairs step by step. His military boots creaked against the wooden staircase.

The sound was so harsh in the quiet house that people couldn't help but frown.

Stubbornly, Chris finally made his way to the hallway on the second floor, and he saw that almost all the room doors were open, and no one wanted to close the door in such a place.

He moved forward little by little, leaning against the wall to the side, trying to give himself some cover.

For example, an open door full of bullet holes, or furniture that has been pushed into the hallway to be used as cover, can cover a part of his body and reduce the probability of him being targeted.

The furniture and doors are not used as bulletproof cover, and the TV dramas that lean on the sofa or behind the table to avoid a round of strafing are all deceitful.

If in real circumstances, you hide in these places to avoid bullets, then there is only one end, that is, to be beaten into a sieve by bullets......

The only thing that's possible in the house – mind you, is possible! The ones that could stop the bullet from passing through were the walls and the refrigerator. As for everything else, it's not insured.

However, it is a very wise tactic to rely on these things to block some line of sight, so that the opponent cannot aim at the first time and miss the best opportunity to fire.

Chris stopped in the last house, as he had confirmed that there was no one in the building.

Further ahead is the collapsed part, the upper floors have also collapsed, the stairs are blocked, this is a closed environment, the view from the second floor is very good.

Finding a place with a decent view, Chris began to carefully disguise his sniper rifle.

The practice of sticking the muzzle out of the window is neither amateurish nor necessary, and the average sniper will choose a better disguise.

Near the staircase, Ciric found a couch and sat on it, placing his equipment at his feet.

Daddy Buck also walked up and chose a sniper position of his own across Chris's windows, and then the three of them went about their duties and waited quietly.

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The dragon spirit is not in the state today, and the other change will be presented tomorrow......