Chapter 336: Death is Beckoning (Asking for Recommendation Votes)
As the sound of MG42 tearing up linen sounded, the first thought of the 10 Belgians in the trenches was not to fire back, but to scatter and dodge. Fastest updates
Adrian and Rook, the two squad leaders and deputy squad leaders with MP40 submachine guns, each with two fighters with G43 semi-automatic rifles and two fighters with bean pistols, copied up from the two flanks of the Belgian main position.
"Give me maximum firepower to suppress, and the precision shooter will give me to watch out for the Belgian machine gunners, so that their machine guns don't have a chance to fire!" Guarding near an MG42 general-purpose machine gun, Adrian's platoon commander and the remaining 11 men were facing the Belgian army's position to attract its attention.
On the left flank of the Belgian garrison infantry company, the assault team led by Adrian sneaked up next to their machine-gun position.
"Don't rush closer," Adrian lowered his voice and made a fist-clenching gesture to signal covert waiting, "When the platoon commander's grenade launcher starts firing, we'll rush up immediately." ”
Taking advantage of Adrian's order to wait, the two soldiers with combat rifles skillfully removed the wooden gun box they were carrying, connected it to the combat pistol grip, and inserted a 20-round long magazine into their hands.
Combat pistols, once connected to the gun case in close combat, can be transformed into a small submachine gun with a butt, and can generate enough fire against enemies at close range after rushing into the trenches, and splash ammunition indiscriminately.
At this moment, Adrian and his party were leaning on the back of a small dirt slope about a few dozen paces away from the Belgian troops' trenches. Once the charge was launched, after a few dozen paces they were able to jump into the trenches of the Belgian troops.
"Boom!" As an explosion rang out, Adrian knew that the grenade launcher on the platoon commander's side had hit the grenade at the Belgian machine-gun position in front of them.
"Let's go!" He slammed over the dirt slope, and on the way to the rapid sprint, Adrian picked up his submachine gun and two G43 semi-automatic rifles behind him and fired a few bursts in the direction of the Belgian trenches, and then rolled sideways to avoid possible return fire.
Less than a second after he lay down, Adrian and the other four fighters who were lying down with him immediately adjusted their positions and turned their bodies in the direction of the Belgian position.
Because they chose to roll sideways with meiotic impact when they were lying down, their bodies were now facing the Belgian position in a vertical position, but horizontally. And when Adrian just turned his head to the front, he saw a thrilling scene of a Belgian soldier crouching in a trench opposite, driving a rifle on a sandbag, aiming at Adrian's head!
Dangerous! This was the first time Adrian felt the god of death, so he waved at him.
It has to be said that such a Belgian soldier was very bold. When the grenade from the German army landed accurately in the Belgian position, splashing a cloud of blood, his comrades all hugged their heads and ran away, and even the machine gunner was so frightened that he forgot to stand on the required position to control the machine gun.
Not far from him, Adrian could still catch a glimpse of a bloody corpse lying on its back, killed by a grenade.
But even in such a tragic environment, when everyone around him joined the ranks of fleeing for his life, this brave Belgian warrior returned to his post, raised his gun, and aimed it at Adrian's head!
The horror was that from the man's half-squinted eyes, Adrian had a vague feeling that the Belgian soldier seemed confident in his marksmanship.
It was in those tenths of a second that Adrian thought a lot. In his mind, it seemed as if countless thoughts were rolling. Although he already had some thoughts about joining the paratroopers, this was the first time he had gone to the battlefield to kill the enemy.
Previously, Adrian had always thought that going to war would be an easy task. He can complete all the training excellently, and he can master all the tactical moves quickly. Even, some time ago, he had already been given a place in an officer training course. Had it not been for the outbreak of the war with France, he would have gone to the Munich Military Academy for non-commissioned officer-turned-officer training.
If he had survived, he might have completed his officer training after the war was over, and then returned to the army as a second lieutenant.......
It's not that Adrian didn't think about resisting, but the MP40 submachine gun in his hand is already an improved version, which strengthens the ability to shoot at speed, but gives up some of the accuracy requirements, and it is impossible to hit the opponent at this distance as early as possible.
In terms of accuracy, submachine guns are no better than rifles, let alone improved versions of MP40 with weakened accuracy.
The other four German soldiers behind him were still in the process of adjusting their body positions, and their guns were not raised, let alone helping Adrian kill the Belgian soldier opposite.
No one can count on it, and the submachine gun in his hand will not hit the other party. Maybe whether he can survive or not depends on whether the Belgian will miss and shoot this shot crookedly.
Placing one's life on the mistakes of the enemy is a matter of great humiliation in any case. Unfortunately, Adrian couldn't think of a better possibility to count on right now.
Of course, the feeling of not admitting defeat in his bones still pushed Adrian, so that this German ** man, who knew that it was impossible to hit the enemy, stubbornly moved the gun in his hand in the direction of the Belgian soldier and tried to fight back.
If his life had to be decided at this moment, Adrian would never allow his life to be decided in the hands of the Belgians. He was going to use the MP40 submachine gun in his hand to shoot at the Fn rifle in the Belgian soldier's hand.
Even if it's a disadvantage, Adrian won't give up!
"Bang!" Bullets came out of the gun, smoke scattered, and sparks flew.
There was only one shot, and only one person took the lead, allowing the bullet to shoot out of the muzzle and hit the enemy in the head.
One shot to the head! Precision!
This kind of accuracy is obviously not what Adrian's MP40 improved submachine gun can play.
Because it can't be!
However, this bullet was also not fired by the FN rifle in the hands of the Belgian soldiers.
This shot, fired by a German precision shooter with a G43 rifle with a triple scope, perfectly hit the Belgian soldier in the head!
Neither of the two confronters seized the opportunity to shoot. However, Adrian survived, and the Belgians, who were so brave, lost their lives.
Looking at the head with a spurting blood hole in the distance, as his body fell weakly, Adrian also seemed to be drained of all his strength, and his body was weak and spread on the ground.
If it weren't for the fact that a few months ago, the Führer ordered the addition of precision shooters to the ground forces, and today someone has made a hole in his head, perhaps he Adrian.
Adrian believed that if he could return to Germany alive, he would be even more devout in his faith in the Führer. Then, ask the precision shooter who saved him today to have a drink!
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