When the infantry attacked, of course, it would not rush forward in a swarm like on TV, and such a dense charge would have no effect other than suicide.

The current infantry, they are all bent on their waists, with guns in their hands, and slowly move towards the hillside under the cover of various terrains, and they are definitely not walking in a straight line, on the battlefield, a few seconds of straight line is enough to make them die a hundred times.

The machine guns in the back kept strafing, and the bullets hit the Soviet positions on the hillside with a chirping sound.

Lyudmila hid her head tightly under cover, she didn't dare to look up, and now, she suddenly realized that it was completely different from the training ground.

Her heart was trembling.

Every soldier will have his first time on the battlefield, and when he goes to the battlefield for the first time, there are all kinds of situations, and only after experiencing the baptism of war will he become a veteran.

Lyudmila is a woman, and besides, she is still a student, and now she is a little scared.

She knew her mission was to kill the enemy, but she didn't dare to move.

And Zaitsev, who was next to her, was much calmer, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's machine gun stopped, Zaitsev set up his rifle and quickly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" Gunshots rang out, and a few hundred meters away, a Romanian soldier who rushed over was hit in the arm, but the other party still dropped the gun and retreated back with his arm covered.

After Zaitsev finished fighting, he quickly moved a few steps and changed positions, and two seconds later, the position he was in was patronized by the opponent's machine guns.

Lyudmila seemed to be encouraged, she slowly poked her head out of the trench, and the bullets seemed to be flying not far from her head, but she knew that her disguise was quite good, and the other party could not find herself.

As for stray bullets, it depends on their luck, Lyudmila took two deep breaths and put her eyes on the sights.

Soon, she locked on a Romanian soldier, a nimble soldier who kept moving back and forth, with the help of natural stones, and after he jumped behind a rock, he picked up his rifle and aimed in this direction.

This is the best chance of all, Lyudmila's sights, put the opponent's head on the reticle, and now, as long as she pulls the trigger, she can take out the opponent.

However, she did not buckle it for a long time.

This is different from shooting, there is a person on the other side, as long as she pulls the trigger, then there will be a living soul disappearing in an instant, the other party is the same as her, he is a living person, he has parents, and even a lover.

Lyudmila couldn't get down.

At this moment, she saw a puff of smoke coming from the muzzle of the other party's gun, and then, not far from Lyudmila, a scream came from behind.

Zaitsev's body took two or three steps backwards, and finally retreated to the wall behind him, and then his body slowly slid downward, and slid backwards, until he sat in the trench, the trench behind him, already stained red with blood.

The bullet of the Romanian soldier just now hit Zaitsev in the forehead, and he only let out an instinctive cry in his throat, and then he was already killed.

"Zaitsev!" Putting down her gun, Lyudmila ran over in a few steps and hugged Zaitsev's body.

The two had known each other for less than two hours, and Lyudmila's chest and the black bread that Zaitsev had given her, a young man, and now, his body had slowly become cold.

Lyudmila's heart was full of incomparable self-blame, just now, she had a chance to kill the other party, so that Zaitsev would not die, but she didn't, she was a coward, what kind of shooter's medal did she use? I'm a coward!

Lyudmila's tears flowed out, and just before she could cry, the company commander's loud voice not far away came: "Comrade Lyudmila, take up your weapon and teach the enemy a hard lesson!" Here, there are no men and women, only warriors, and if you don't take up arms again, get back to me! ”

It's not that the company commander is cold-blooded, on the battlefield, someone will die in battle every moment, rescue the wounded, carry away the dead, it's not for them to do it, what they need is to take up arms and strike at the enemy!

Wiping away her tears, Lyudmila no longer has the hesitation just now, now, there are no men and women, only warriors, only enemies, regardless of whether the other party is alive or not, if you don't kill the other party, the other party will kill yourself, this is the reality of the cruel and bloody battlefield.

Lyudmila picked up her rifle, and inside her sights, a Romanian soldier appeared, and the soldier had run more than two hundred meters in front of her, so clearly.

"Bang!" Lyudmila pulled the trigger, and a 7.62 mm bullet flew out of the muzzle, and then, a bloody flower appeared in the scope, and the opponent was hit in the chest.

It hit the heart just right, and the blood spurted out radioactively from the heart, enough to spurt out a meter or two away, and Lyudmila watched the other party's body being hit, watched the other party fall, and watched the blood flow.

On the battlefield, there is no mercy!

Pulling the bolt, Lyudmila topped the next bullet and continued to look for a new target.

The delicate college student has disappeared, and now Lyudmila has become a warrior of steel.

Then, the whole company was stunned.

Lyudmila's gun almost didn't stop, she was like a machine, she kept pressing bullets, shooting, almost no bullets, a Romanian soldier, was shot and fell.

No matter how tricky the other party's angle is, no matter how fast the opponent's attack is, Lyudmila didn't waste a single bullet, her gun, just like a life talisman, whoever she aimed at, would die!

At the same time, she didn't stay where she was, almost quickly firing five rounds of a magazine, the other party would lock on to her position, she had already transferred, and, while running in the trenches, she could change the magazine, and when she reached a new ambush position, she continued to start!

Finally, the Romanians dropped dozens of corpses and retreated, and this time the charge was again a failure for the Romanians.

On the position here, there was already jubilation.

"Lyudmila, you're simply amazing, just now, at least fifteen enemies were killed!"

"It's seventeen, it's a miracle, I held on here for three days, and I only got two results!"

Lyudmila relied on her marksmanship, and the first time she went to battle, she won the respect of others.

At this time, Lyudmila looked at Zaitsev's body, which was being carried out of the trench, looking at the departing comrade-in-arms, Lyudmila was in a heavy mood, and could only raise her right hand and salute.

He was such a handsome, happy kid and yet was shot alive next to me. Since then, nothing has stopped me from striking the enemy with a rifle! Lyudmila's heart was heavy.