Chapter 161: Rhythm of the Battlefield (I)
Before he knew it, the pungent smell of rotting garbage was completely unperceptible to the end of McDwayne's nose. The shrill gunfire was silent for a moment, but the sound of his own breathing became as heavy as a hurricane. The sound of the heartbeat also began to thunder like a hammer in a symphony. Everything that moves in front of you has become extremely slow......
For a professional sniper, this feeling of being outside of a fugue is often a necessary starting point to a perfect sniper. In this kind of artistic conception that can only be understood and cannot be spoken, the sniper and the sniper rifle in his hand have been perfectly integrated into a whole.
With the trigger pulled by his finger, the sniper can hear the sound of the firing pin moving in the chamber of the gun, even in a noisy battlefield environment. And the sound of the firing pin of the gun against the primer of the bullet is even more deafening. After this, the sniper can even clearly perceive the trajectory caused by the bullet flying from the muzzle of the gun as it tears through the air.
Calculating the range of sputter damage a bullet through a wall by almost inertia, McDwayne's finger pulled the trigger steadily. In the moment the bullet was discharged, McDwan could clearly see from his sight that there was an extra hole in the wall that had been hit by the bullet. Behind the wall, a large cloud of smoke and dust formed by the sputtering of the wall after it was shattered suddenly rose up.
But...... There is no large cloud of blood mist formed by a living target after being hit by a deformed warhead and sputtered building fragments!
Without the slightest hesitation, McDwan jerked to his left. The household garbage that originally covered McDwayne's body was now as heavy as a small mountain, making McDwayne's movement to turn over obviously sluggish.
Almost at the moment when McDwayne's body began to roll, less than ten centimeters in front of McDairn's eyes, a large mass of household garbage had been blown up by the whistling bullets. The remnants of household garbage, with the smell of rancidity, smashed into McDwan's face like a torrential rain.
Regardless of whether there was a large wound on his cheek where the sudden heat was burning, McDwayne was glad that he had saved his eyes by wearing sniper-specific goggles that were strong enough, but he desperately escaped from the garbage that was wrapping around him and threw himself into a crater next to the garbage heap.
As hard as he could, McDwan had just stabilized his body, and a bullet had already whistled past the edge of the depression where McDwayne was hiding, hitting the ground less than five centimeters on McDwayne's side!
Getting more and more slumped up, McDwan looked around the small depression where he was hiding, and then thought about the direction in which the bullet that had just swept over the edge of the depression and hit him flew from, and his heart suddenly felt cold......
Despite being in close proximity to the battlefield where the guns were fired, the sharp gunfire that is unique to sniper rifle firing still did not escape McDwon's ears. Between the time the bullet hit the edge of the depression and the sound of a sniper rifle was heard, there was a gap of about a second. Judging from the angle of the bullet that was provoked by the bullet, the sniper who fired this bullet was obviously in a sniper position on higher terrain, which could ensure that he had enough shooting angle to allow the bullet to pass over the edge of the depression and hit his side.
In other words, the self hiding in the depression has been locked by the opponent who has set up the decoy trap, and can no longer move!
If your opponent has a warp weapon that is easy to carry and has a fast rate of fire, then your fate is decided. The difference is just to be killed by a grenade or mortar shell, or to be shot by a sniper who already has the absolute upper hand?!
As soon as he thought of this, McDwan hurriedly pressed the communicator button, habitually lowered his voice and shouted: "Lieutenant, I need your help!" ”
As if surprised that the lone wolf on the battlefield, who had never been alone and didn't even bother to communicate with him in combat, offered to ask for help, Madison's reply was obviously a little hesitant: "Say your battlefield code and identify yourself?" ”
Frowning impatiently, McDwan kept his voice low, "I've never had a battlefield code!" I...... I'm locked by the opposing sniper, let your people shoot two grenades at my designated position! ”
McDwan had just released the communicator button as soon as he quickly reported his assigned firing position, and several grenades had already exploded near the left of McDwon's designated position.
McDwayne slowly lifted the speculum into his bosom and observed the killing effect of the grenade through the speculum, which was only the size of a thumb nail.
Apparently because he did not have confidence in the combat power of the armed men of the warlords armed with gun grenade launchers, Madison deliberately increased the number of gun grenades fired when he gave the order to shoot, in an attempt to ensure the combat effect by means of intensive shooting. From the speculum, there were at least five columns of black gunsmoke rising from some of the relatively well-preserved two-story buildings, twisting and drifting towards the sky.
Roughly estimating the remaining positions of the sniper, McDun, while looking at the few tall buildings remaining in the speculum, pressed the communicator button: "Two high-rise buildings in the south direction of the existing impact point, and ......"
Before McDwan could finish speaking, a bullet had already whizzed into the speculum that McDwan held in his hand. The huge force of the impact not only shattered the speculum, which was only the size of a thumb nail, but also caused the metal handle of the speculum that McDwan had grasped in his hand to fly out suddenly. Even McDwayne's fingers were shaken to the core.
Subconsciously shrunk his neck, and McDairn's speech involuntarily accelerated: "There are two high-rise buildings in the south-facing direction, and a high-rise building in the southeast-oriented direction, and they have been blown up!" That damn sniper is hiding in those buildings......."
The sound of a grenade exploding sounded again within a minute of McDown's words. Contrary to McDon's expectations, the explosion, which should have been much more intense, seemed very scattered. Before McDone could ask, Madison's voice was already ringing from the communicator McDwayne was wearing: "Damn it...... That sniper is using you as bait! He's shooting guys with grenades right now! ”
As soon as the words fell, the long-point shooting sound of the M60 machine gun suddenly became the main melody note on the battlefield not far away. As the gunshots rang out, Madison's voice became more and more agitated: "Damn it...... These two guys are inducing us to be continuous, and now they're in charge on the battlefield! What do you have to do...... I'll be there soon! Cut into the battlefield in three minutes! ”