Able to capture the enemy's artillery without loss, Koval also had a smile on his serious face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Koval circled around the cannon, which was a 76.2MM caliber cannon. Because of sniper operations, Koval is very sure of calculating the distance, but how to use coordinate data to calculate the angle of the artillery, Koval is completely unclear.

This kind of professional thing still depends on professional talents.

Koval turned around and smiled coolly at the two: "Hello, I'm Koval of the Polish Army, and you've been captured by us, but don't worry, I won't abuse you." Of course, if you can cooperate with us, we can live together very happily. ”

After speaking, Koval pressed his hands a little crampedly, thinking to himself, how could he have the feeling of a Japanese devil persuading the underground party.

The two Soviet non-commissioned officers stood dumbfounded, motionless.

Koval looked at their nervous appearance, and thought that every minute and second of time on the battlefield was precious, and there was no time to waste words with them to slowly convince them.

"Mr. Non-commissioned Officer, I need you to continue to control this cannon and attack my enemies." Koval retracted his smile and said coldly.

The young non-commissioned officer at the head said calmly: "You want us to help you attack your comrades, we can't do it." We are captives, and we will not fight for you. ”

"What about you?" Koval asked another non-commissioned officer.

"I, I won't attack my comrades."

", very good! I admire it very much. Koval pulled out his pistol, thought about it, and replaced it with the M1895 Nagant revolver he had just captured. Koval spun the wheel, withdrew all seven rounds, picked up one and motioned for them to take a look, then loaded it in, flicked the wheel, and placed the gun on the ammo box.

Koval took out his M1911 Colt pistol and said coldly: "Now there is a bullet in the revolver, and each of you takes turns to shoot each other in the head until one of them survives." Of course, you can shoot me, but this is a captive riot, and we have the right to wipe you all out. ”

The two non-commissioned officers looked at each other, not wanting to touch the pistol.

"If you want to kill, kill me, he's still a student and won't shoot." The young man at the head said unyieldingly.

"You can procrastinate. I'll do dozens of shots, and if you don't shoot, I'll kill a prisoner on the other side. You're all going to die in the end anyway, so why not hurry? Koval said jokingly.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five!" Koval picked up his gun and fired a random shot at the group of captives, and there was a shout.

"This time it's just a warning, next time it's a dead man!" Koval said lightly.

"I'm willing to surrender! I'm willing to shoot! The young non-commissioned officer next to him watched his platoon commander pick up a pistol and aim it at himself, and was the first to collapse.

"What's your name?" Koval asked kindly.

"Zike."

"Will you be able to hit accurately? Don't play with me!" Koval snatched the pistol from the other non-commissioned officer's hand and said to the collapsed, skinny non-commissioned officer.

"I'm right, I'm right!" The skinny young non-commissioned officer was sweating like rain and nodding his head busily.

Standing on this high ground, the battlefield 2,000 meters away can be seen.

The Soviet battalion commander was standing on the edge of the machine-gun position with a telescope looking at the high ground, but the morning sun came from the east, blurring his vision, and he could only see the cannon and a few people on the side. Koval's soldiers were all inside the high ground and were not found.

Koval had long seen in the telescope the ruins in the distance, and an officer holding a telescope in it, immediately understood that it was a big fish.

"You aim at the open space fifty meters in front of the factory and give me a shot!" Koval said.

"Yes, sir." The Zikra Bubble Bolt loads a howitzer shell into the breech, closes the door, and repeatedly calculates the position.

"The distance is 2,500 meters, the direction is 15 degrees north, and the height difference is 30 meters." Koval said impatiently.

Zike immediately calculated, adjusted the angle of the gun, pulled the bolt and pulled the cable, fired the bottom fire of the shell, and with a loud bang, the warhead went out.

Koval covered his ears with his hands, waited for the cannon to be fired, picked up the binoculars and saw that the cannon had landed nearly 100 meters away from his target, hit the factory, and almost hit the office building.

"Hmmm! Is this what you mean by hitting? It's 108,000 miles away, and I'm better at finding a pig than you! Koval drew his pistol and was about to kill Zike.

"Don't kill me! It was just a test shot, give me another chance! Zike hugged Koval and was about to cry.

"You feel that the data is correct, but there are errors in the numbers you report, and each artillery has different errors, these errors add up, Zike has only studied for a few months, how can he be accurate!" The middle-aged officer next to him said.

"Okay, I'll give you another chance, and if you can't get it right, I'll kill you." Koval said coldly.

"You come here, let's change the target, you have to seize this opportunity." Kovar patted Zick on the shoulder and whispered his goal.

Zike moved over to the gun mirror, and when he saw his target from inside, he couldn't help but be shocked, and looked at Koval in surprise.

Koval smiled at him and motioned for him not to say anything.

Zick used the cannon formation mirror to observe the coordinates of the target's position and write it down on paper.

When he put pen to paper, he wanted to change it and let the shell miss a little, and he thought of Koval's threat, so he had to honestly record the correct coordinate data.

"Are you ethnic Russians?" Koval took the opportunity to persuade the captives, and observed: "You are not ethnic Russians, so why bother to serve the Russian empire, Poland and Lithuania have historically been a united state, we are fraternal peoples." In 1385 the Kingdom of Poland and the Grand Duchy of Lithuania entered into a dynastic union to resist the invasion of the Teutonic Knights, and the Grand Duke of Lithuania, Władysław II Jagiellon, married our Polish princess and became King of Poland. In 1410, the Polish-Lithuanian alliance dealt a devastating blow to the Teutonic Knights at the Battle of Grunwald.

For more than 500 years, we, the Kingdom of Poland and Lithuania, have worked together against Sweden, Tsarist Russia, Prussia and Austria, with great victories and unprecedented defeats. But now, Sweden is hiding in the snowy mountains of Northern Europe! The Tsarist Empire was overthrown! Germany is defeated! Austria-Hungary is divided!

After a hundred years of humiliation, a hundred years of silence, it is now a sacred moment for our great Polish-Lithuanian nation to unite and restore our ancient greatness to glory!

The Polish-Lithuanian nation should not be hostile to each other and kill each other, but should help each other and fight together. ”

PS: I saw that many book friends didn't know that it was written about World War II when they saw "Immortal Poland", so they wanted to change their name, and I felt that it was a bit secondary at first.

Changed to: How about the immortal Poland of World War II and the rise of Poland in World War II?

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