Locke led his troops to the east bank of the Gava River, looked at the dense primeval forest around him, and took a deep breath. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Quick, the whole camp is in the forest." Locke quickly ordered, "These rafts and boats are also towed into the forest and hidden, leaving no trace to reveal our movements." There's a squad of soldiers left here, and if anyone comes here to check it out, you must catch them. ”

"Yes, sir."

"Alex, you're a veteran of our troops, and you're leading a company to clear the way ahead. The sentry post is placed at a kilometer, and no one who finds our troops can be spared. Others took machetes and cut a path through the woods. Locke commanded solemnly.

"Yes, battalion commander. Look at me! Alex said, patting his chest.

The first battalion plunged headlong into this primeval forest, and marched towards the agreed place of crossing the river while opening the way with machetes.

On the evening of the 14th, behind the position, a group of Soviet sharpshooters hit together, ready for the night's battle.

One was a young Soviet soldier with an iron bowl and a piece of food, shouting in amazement: "There is a piece of beef today!" I love beef! And vodka, I love it to death! ”

"Enjoy your beef! Don't die under enemy guns today. A middle-aged soldier whispered.

"I am a hunter, and no prey can escape from my gun!" "I have struck down countless cunning prey in the Siberian wilderness," the young soldier said confidently, "an elk with nine forks in its antlers, and a white bear with arms thicker than your waist・・・・・・," the young soldier gushed.

"Man is different from beasts, good luck!" The middle-aged soldier replied coldly.

One by one, the selected Soviet sharpshooters drank vodka and excitedly entered the position.

"Is the artillery arranged?" Ivan asked.

From yesterday's water injection results, Ivan already knew that Guan would not be able to compete with the other side with these sharpshooters such as the deer hunters who had been temporarily assembled under his command.

"It's already arranged, and the Poles must be caught off guard." The officer said confidently.

Koval entered the position under the cover of darkness with three soldiers of the shooter squad.

Koval and Majewski dug hard behind their chosen position with shovels.

"Sir, what are you digging a cannon hole in such a big night! There are so many of us, isn't it a cannon to fight mosquitoes on the other side? Majewski asked, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Yesterday there was an unlucky guy who was hit in the thigh by a shell fragment from the opposite side, and he was still dragged back. Besides, we tossed the enemy so badly yesterday, how could they be beaten obediently. Today, the enemy is prepared, and the artillery fire will definitely be more powerful, if you don't want to wait for death, you better dig harder and honestly! Koval said calmly.

The two of them worked tirelessly for more than half an hour, and finally dug a small hole one meter long and half a meter wide and one meter deep, and piled the excavated soil around the hole. The entire anti-artillery hole can only accommodate two people leaning on it and squatting tightly.

Both Koval and Majewski slowly climbed to their positions, lying on their stomachs, adjusting their body positions. An unsuitable posture will not only increase the possibility of exposure, but also accelerate the physical consumption of the shooter, increase the fatigue of the sniper, and affect the accuracy of the sniper's shooting.

With only a pair of eyes left to stare at the Soviet positions on the other side of the river through a hastily gap, Koval slowly checked the position of the opposing sharpshooter.

Camouflage and observation, one attack and one defense, this pair of mutual restraint skills is a must-have skill for every sniper.

With yesterday's experience, Koval is very familiar with the enemy's position, and it is much faster to check it than yesterday.

"I wonder how this guy is today compared to yesterday?" Koval thought with a slight curiosity.

The night had just begun, and both sides were in good shape, doing everything possible to conceal their positions.

Koval observed the enemy's positions over and over again, finding three locations where the enemy was most likely to hide, but still could not be determined.

"If you shoot a shot, you have to change places, and this rare opportunity can't be wasted!" Koval thought to himself.

"Majewski!" Koval called, gesturing to the hat next to him.

Mayevsky picked up his military cap, held it up with a stick, and shook it in the grass.

The young Soviet deer hunter stared intently at the grass opposite, holding his beloved Mosin Nagant rifle. Countless experiences of hunting in the Siberian wilderness have given him a camouflage technique that familiarizes him with his prey, allowing him to spot exactly where they are.

There he was, and the young deer hunter said to himself: if he showed the slightest flaw, the loaded rifle would shoot a bullet to kill him.

After waiting for a long time, there was a sudden movement in the grass, and by the moonlight, a hat loomed inside.

The deer hunter gripped his rifle and fired a quick shot at his hat.

At the same time, Koval decisively pulled the trigger.

The deer hunter heard a gunshot, and then a beautiful muzzle flame erupted directly across from him, and he was randomly plunged into endless darkness.

"3 rounds of artillery rapid fire!"

Two hundred meters behind the position, a 76.2mm howitzer randomly turned its muzzle and shelled Koval's exposed position.

Hearing a violent roar, Koval immediately shouted: "Anti-shelling!" ”

The two men immediately jumped into the anti-artillery hole with their hands on the ground.

The shells landed in the grass near Koval, and debris from the explosion swept across the area.

Koval and Majewski crouched close together in the bomb hole, their hands covering their ears.

"This cannon is really accurate! It almost fell into our anti-artillery hole. Mayevsky was shaken by the nearby explosion and said suspiciously: "Why is this Red Dog artillery suddenly so powerful?" Shouldn't it? ”

Koval listened to the sound of artillery firing and said: "They must have moved the artillery position to the front, less than a thousand meters away, naturally one by one." These guys are fucking hard at our heads! ”

"Sir, our artillery can also give them a little bit of power!"

"Our artillery is not yet able to be exposed. Let them run rampant for a while, and you go and inform everyone that the main purpose is to protect themselves, and not to fight hard with the enemy. Koval ordered.

"Yes, sir."