To the southeast of Vilnius, General Vilko led his troops to establish positions on small heights on the hills. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 More than 1,000 soldiers dug fortifications directly on the positions and sent troops to block the two roads leading to Vilnius.

Vilko took a telescope and looked at the city of Vilnius in the distance, and no army came out of the city to attack.

"General, the fight just now was so lively, and there were bursts of cannons, now that it's so quiet, Camp Commander Koval and they won't be defeated!" The surrounding leaders gathered around and said.

"Wait and see, there should be news from Koval!" General Vilko frowned and lowered his binoculars.

"General, the troops behind are still in ambush in the woods, do you want to withdraw and rest for a while?"

"Continue to stand by and not be allowed to come out without an order." General Vilko said solemnly: "The cavalry continues to patrol the vicinity, and the enemy must not be allowed to discover our ambushed troops. ”

After Koval rested, he assigned four squads of shooters to the battalion, each of which was responsible for sniping a section of the defensive line.

He himself was not idle, picking up his selected Mauser 98 rifle and taking a guard to find his own sniper position on the north bank of the river.

Although Koval is very confident in his sniping skills, after watching the scene of "Soldiers in the City", he still deeply remembers that a two-person sniper team is a more reasonable way than a single sniper. He didn't want to be a negative lesson like the German instructor inside.

The roof of the building cannot be chosen, because the first position that people in the city often look at after being attacked from a high is the roof of the building, and it is vulnerable to blows from the air.

The view of the position on the flat ground is too narrow. Although the concealment is high, the sniper efficiency is relatively low, and it is completely a mode of waiting for the rabbit.

Koval chose a five-story building more than 100 meters from the river, with only a row of low two-story buildings in front of it, which would not obstruct the view.

Koval ran to the fourth floor with a gun so that he had enough open views, and chose a south-facing room with two large windows, one window for Koval and the guards.

A two-man shooting team of Koval and the guard, with Koval as the shooter and the guard as the observer. Because when Koval sniped at a target, his field of vision would be focused on one point, and someone would need to help observe the changes in the battlefield situation.

The enemy on the other side of the Neris River was on guard against the Polish army crossing the bridge, and placed many defenders and sentry posts on the south bank. Even though they knew that there was an enemy on the other side, they never threatened the gunfire from the other side of the river across a large river. From time to time, many soldiers ran unhurriedly from the streets, and several sentries boldly bared their heads to observe the situation.

Koval picked up a telescope and looked at the distance by the window, and the sight of such a sight undoubtedly made his eyes light up and his murderous spirit boiled. Looking around, they are all ordinary targets, and the people on the front line are ordinary soldiers and low-level officers such as squad and platoon leaders, and naturally they can't satisfy Koval's desires. Looking beyond the river and continuing to expand inside, Koval saw a Soviet officer walking down the street unsuspectingly with a pistol at his waist, and a guard holding something for him.

Koval gave a thumbs up and visually measured the distance, it was four hundred meters, no wonder he walked so easily, probably not expecting someone to snipe him three or four hundred meters away.

"I've finally found a big fish!" Koval muttered softly, picked up the G98 rifle placed next to him, and stood by the window, his legs slightly apart into shoulder space, his knees slightly bent, his left hand handguard (under the barrel at the front end), his right shoulder against the butt, and his right hand controlling the grip and trigger.

Koval observed the wind speed, closed his left eye, and used his right eye to aim at the target. With superhuman eyesight, Koval could clearly see the expression on the side face of the officer opposite. He walked forward unhurriedly, the guards behind him following.

Almost at a uniform pace, Koval thought to himself. He moved the muzzle of his gun slightly to the side, aimed it in front of the Soviet officer, held his breath, and pulled the trigger with his right hand. Koval immediately pulled the bolt with his right hand, and the bullet had accurately hit the target's head, and the guards behind him were frightened. Koval moved his gun back a bit, aimed at the guard, held his breath, pulled the trigger neatly, exhaled, and after a second, the guard was also concentrated by the bullet and fell to the ground.

"What else is there to do?" Koval asked as he pulled the bolt again.

"There is a sentry on the second floor of the house on the east side behind the south bridge!" The guard replied in a low voice.

"Roger." Koval looked towards his target, and sure enough, there was a man hiding behind a window, revealing most of his head.

With a distance of only two hundred and fifty meters, Koval easily aimed at the target and eliminated it with a single shot.

"Clear target, next." Koval asked calmly.

"There is a target at the foot of the big tree by the river, two hundred meters east of the bridge." The guard responded.

"Roger." Koval immediately turned the muzzle of his gun away.

Just then, a bullet hit the soldier's back, bleeding out.

was robbed of the target by his own people, and Koval was a little depressed.

At this time, the sixty shooters of the four shooting squads that had been allocated two or three miles along the river bank had already arranged their positions and began this silent hunting journey.

By about one o'clock in the afternoon, Koval had solved eight targets. Although all but the one who started was a mid-level officer, the others were small soldiers, but this efficiency was enough to satisfy Koval.

As long as one of the sixty shooters in the battalion hits two targets today, then the Soviet army on the opposite side will lose more than a hundred soldiers. And the Polish army suffered almost complete losses. If this lasted for a few days, it would demoralize the enemy and force them to leave the city.

When one o'clock came, Koval ate some food and rested for another half hour. Each of Koval's snipers is very fast and swift, but it requires a lot of physical strength, but also a lot of eyesight and energy.

After the break, Koval recovered and continued to search for his target and began the hunt.

"Sir, the enemy forces on the opposite side have spotted our officers and enlisted men who are shooting them with precision. Now they're hiding like rats. The guard reminded.

"Don't be in a hurry, be a little patient, they have to be careful that we rush over, there must always be someone guarding the river, no matter how cautious they are, there will always be a time to show flaws." Koval naturally expected this situation and replied unhurriedly.

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