Vasily couldn't read German, so he picked up the cans on the table and sniffed them, and when he saw that there was still most of them, he dug a little bit with his fingers and tasted them: "Did you find any other kinds of cans?" Is this the original that opened the mouth like that? ”

"There is nothing else, just this one, and a bit of German military hard bread. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Alyosha knew that Comrade Captain was probably aware of something.

Aunt Yurina, who was serving soup on one side, said, "I opened it when I took it." ”

"The Germans' logistics are running out of control, and this should be margarine for the German army. Most of the butter we seized some time ago was still authentic butter, and it seems that the Germans also used the ones they didn't like to eat. ”

Margarine didn't arrive in the army because it didn't have real butter, it was already common in military food, but the Germans preferred butter when they had enough logistics, rather than margarine, which tasted bad. It seems that this group of German new forces has no choice when it comes to butter - food is single, good news.

During the period when Vasily's group was fighting the "rat war", most of its supplies depended on eating German rations, and they tasted a lot of colors and varieties -- like the Red Army soldiers, German soldiers and sergeants were also accustomed to carrying military rations with them during battles, so as not to go hungry at critical moments.

In the past, you could still see all kinds of canned German meat and fruit, but now only margarine and hard bread remained, and the German logistics used up the last reserves, and it was the end of the crossbow -- as an instructor of a sniper unit, Vasily wanted his trainees to learn to look at problems from all kinds of details, because snipers not only had to learn how to destroy the enemy, but also learned to reconnoiter and obtain information, and intelligence sometimes had to be summed up and experienced by themselves.

The Germans had only one ration, and the same were the Red Army commanders and fighters in the building, and they had to save it, otherwise they would not have to collect food from the dead - in order to add some oily smell to Tonga, Aunt Yulia was reluctant to spread these German things on bread and give them to the soldiers: Pavlov gave Aunt Lai full authority to distribute everyone's supplies.

Vasily hadn't eaten this morning, and the little he had eaten last night had long since been consumed, and he was already hungry. Put the hard bread in the soup and soak it softly, eat it in three or two bites, and drink the soup to a good finish.

Alyosha and Palovin went up first, and Palovin also brought the share given to Pavlov so that he would not get cold. After breakfast, Vasily did not immediately go up to the third floor, but first walked around the first floor to see how his comrades were doing.

On the north side of the first floor, Sergeant Sobugaida and seven soldiers were monitoring the situation when they saw Comrade Captain coming, "There is no situation, not even a mouse." ”

Sobgaida had gauze wrapped around his head, and yesterday he wiped it with shrapnel and he could see the skull! Fortunately, Lieutenant Afanasyev had a small medical kit with 7 stitches and antibiotics.

Sitting behind the broken wall, he gave the sergeant the cigarette in the cigarette case: "How's the head, is there a problem?" ”

"It's okay, it's just a little painful, it'll be fine in a few days." lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, and then turned around with the comrades on the side and it was gone.

"Watch, I'll go up to the second floor."

The sun slanted into the tattered room, and Vasily saw that Pavlov was looking at the west with his sniper rifle, and when he heard footsteps, the sergeant did not look back and said: "There seems to be movement in the building opposite, there are a lot of people, you can come and see." ”

After speaking, he handed the rifle to Vasily, who leaned over, "At 11 o'clock, on the top floor of the building, there seems to be a gun mirror." ”

After Vasily left just now, the sergeant used the sniper rifle as a telescope, looked through the hole in the wall for a while, and found that there seemed to be someone moving on the 6th floor of the dilapidated building 800 meters away, so he stared at it for a while, and did not even bother to eat the breakfast sent by Palokin.

The sniper rifle is Vasily's treasure, and Pavlov didn't move the scope, knowing that he might get into trouble if he moves the scope as a layman, so the magnification is still three times the minimum.

At Pavlov's instructions, Vasily found the top floor of the building on his sack and adjusted the scope magnification to eight times.

Just observed for two seconds, "Call Ludwick and bring a sniper rifle, quick!" ”

As soon as he heard Vasily's words, Pavlov threw down the lunch box with one hand, and the man jumped up and ran to the door - Ludvik was around the corner of the hallway.

Ten seconds later, the observer ran to Vasily's side, carrying a captured 98K sniper rifle.

"In the direction of eleven o'clock, at a distance of 850 meters, the third and fourth windows on the sixth floor of the building from left to right, pay attention."

As soon as he heard Vasily's words, Ludvik quickly prepared to shoot on the sidelines, and only two seconds after lying down, he said: "Comrade Captain, there may be big fish!" ”

"You just take care of the fourth window, and the big fish will show up and shoot again."

Pavlov could really have seen a big fish today, because through the scope, Vasily saw a few figures wearing German officers' caps faintly flashing over there - the Germans were so careless that they thought that with the artillery mirrors, those standing in the room were not in danger.

On one side, whoever sees a big fish shoots - it takes a little more than a second for the bullet to cross this distance, during which time the other person can fire at a target under his aiming line.

"Big fish", the general goal does not yet make Vasily say this term, it is an "honor" that can only be enjoyed by general-level goals: Vasily has been able to identify at least two colonel-level officers, because there are still people in the shadows, and colonel-level officers do not observe such movements - in Minsk, colonel-level officers are nothing more than "trench" commanders.

"One person, the people behind him didn't move, it's not a big target." Vasily was very patient - because of the artillery mirror, those vague figures could not distinguish between priority and priority, and only when one of them stepped forward to look at the artillery mirror could it be distinguished whether it was one person approaching the window or two people. It is precisely because of the artillery mirror that people have already lowered their bodies before they have come out of the shadows: the only chance is when they get up for a short time after watching it, and people's habits will be to straighten their waists and wait for a second or two.

There must be a head in the middle of those targets, and when he comes forward, there must be some other person who will come forward to explain something like that: bad habits in the army, and this is Vasily's chance.

Sure enough, two minutes later, three figures approached the window, and the one in the middle leaned down right in front of the artillery mirror - that was the main target!

"On my side, prepare!" Vasily calmly hinted to Ludvik.

Upon the captain's prompting, Ludvik aimed the crosshairs at what appeared to be an officer-like figure inside the window, waiting for Vasily's gunshot.

Five seconds, eight seconds, ten seconds! When exactly 20 seconds passed, those three people reappeared, and it was now!

Remembering the crisp sound of gunshots, Vasily pulled the trigger!

At an interval of 0.5 seconds, Ludvik also pulled the trigger, and after more than a second, Vasily saw the figure pounce on the whole room, and in less than a second, no one could be seen in the whole room.

Putting away his gun, Vasily retreated behind the wall, "Prepare to be bombed." Said to Pavlov.

The sergeant didn't care about anything else, rushed to the aisle and shouted outside: "Beware of the Germans retaliating shelling!" Beware of the Germans retaliating shelling! ”

Pavlov's loud voice could be heard through the tattered floors and walls, and everyone was ready to be bombed: two rifle shots were heard from the second floor, and everyone had gained experience these days, and it must have been the comrade sniper who had killed some important target.

The German artillery fire was very regular, and in the event of a sniper attack during the interval of such a battle, the retaliatory shelling was not long in coming, for which the building had already been retaliated by several shells.

All the comrades on the second and third floors were evacuated down, and most of them went into the basement, except for the necessary observers who stayed behind. As Vasily expected, a few minutes later the shells whistled and a violent explosion enveloped the entire building - if it had remained above the second floor, it would have suffered nine times out of ten!

The dust in the basement kept falling, and the shaking was like the end of the world, but the people inside didn't care much, they were used to it, although the shells were more violent than the previous retaliatory shelling.

"Vasily, what exactly did you and Ludvik kill? How is this German as endless as a dead dad? ”

Alyosha crouched to the side, constantly dusting off the dust that had fallen on his head, and complained.

"Probably a high-ranking officer, most likely a German general." Ludvik said on the side.

"Really?" The comrades on the side asked: To be exact, it is shouting, otherwise it is not clear to hear.

"At least 10 or more officers are accompanied by one person to observe, if it is not a general, can it be a marshal?!" Ludvik said a little complacently, although the person who defeated the target was not himself, but he was proud enough to be an observer, not to mention that the one he killed was probably a famous school official.

Marshal, the German marshal will never get so close, the general level is reasonable, I don't know what kind of general he killed.

After a while, the shelling seemed to stop, "Everyone, go up, the Germans may have to retaliate!" ”

Hearing the shouts of Comrade Captain, everyone went upstairs with their weapons - if he was really a general, it was estimated that there would be infantry in addition to artillery shells.

(Ask for a ticket, ask for a monthly pass.) (To be continued.) )