The Finn who was killed by the seventh bullet he fired today was the forty-third life he had sent away, the first thirty-eight were all on Spanish soil, young and old, Vasily remembered only that, he couldn't remember the faces of those targets, although at least half of them looked at their faces clearly at the last moment of their lives. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For Vasily, the enemy who appears in sight is the target, just the target, and the Spanish war has made his mentality infinitely closer to the professional standard of a sniper.

Some time ago, I sometimes thought about the life experience of these years, and it was like a dream: if it weren't for that enlistment letter, I might have spent my life in the woods of the Urals, becoming a forest ranger or a lumberjack, and those jobs were the best choice for a strong lad like myself. Then take a wife, and I guess there will be two or three children, instead of harvesting life in the cold forests of Finland.

The recruit training will surprise the commanders and comrades, and later he was trained to be a sniper, for himself who has been with rifles and mountains and forests since he was a child, those trainings are as familiar as eating and drinking every day, and his teammates are constantly eliminated, and he stays.

The division organized a shooting competition, and won the first place in both fixed targets and moving targets, and the camouflage level made the referee walk in front of him and did not recognize it, so it attracted the attention of an inspecting head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and was absorbed into the troops directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs that he never dreamed of participating.

During the one-year Spanish Civil War, he constantly improved his shooting skills, and even those comrades who had been trained in the German special sniper school did not do a good job on their own. I also learned how to live longer from death, and people around me say that I was born for sniping.

"It's just doing what needs to be done." He didn't think much about it himself, everything was like hunting wolves in the Urals, nothing else, just because it was his job.

Selected and wounded, and later kicked out of his guard by the Deputy People's Commissar of Defense, all the instructor can do is give the cadets everything he has learned on the battlefield. The 23-year-old Sergeant is probably the only one in the army at the moment, and there is nothing to be dissatisfied with, and sometimes Comrade Andrei, who is far away in Moscow, will ask comrades who are on the way to bring him something, and he has not forgotten that he is a member of the Guards who will be on his feet during training.

After a year in Leningrad, he was unusually promoted to second lieutenant, which violated the regulations between sergeants and officers, and he knew that all the changes must be because of Comrade Andrei's intentions, and the military district would value himself, an ordinary soldier who had not graduated from the tenth grade, in such a way. Why did he attract the attention of Comrade Andrei so much? It will not be just because he is a relatively good sniper, there are many snipers like himself, or even better in the Red Army, now what Vasily can do is to do everything more attentively, so as not to disgrace Comrade Andrei who is far away in Moscow.

Why did you want to fight this war against Finland? Because Finland threatened the security of the Soviets! Deputy Commander Rokossovsky also specially asked himself to inform himself that Comrade Andrei would go to Leningrad to direct the operation, and also allowed himself to go to Comrade Andrei when he was free, but unfortunately he did not have time.

Comrade Andrei gave himself honor and status, and now he is in Leningrad, and for Vasily he came to Finland not only to fight for the Soviets, but also for Comrade Andrei: he wanted everyone to know that the people around Comrade Andrei were the best! Either as a pilot or as a sniper!

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In December, the Finnish forest is less than six hours old, and as the dim light fades away, only one silhouette remains, and there is no stars to be seen except for the sound of the wind.

Patting Ludwick lightly, the young man immediately woke up alertly, "Have you slowed down?" ”

"Yes, Comrade Vasily."

Rest when you can, this is the lesson learned in the war, and Vasily also slept a little before dawn this morning, when Ludvik was on guard, otherwise the two would not be in the best condition after dark.

took out the jerky in the backpack and nibbled on a few pieces of water from the thermos. This half-life seal meat is magical, it is still cold when you eat it, although the thermos flask is wrapped in several layers of insulation material, but it is only slightly warmer than eating snow, but after a while in the stomach, you feel that the whole person is warm.

"Bring your rifle and say hello to your comrades in the back, and we'll go around the Finns."

He quickly sorted out his equipment, put on a white cloak and got out of the cover, touched the machine gun position along the uneven terrain, said hello to the comrades inside, solved the personal hygiene problem in the rear by the way, and stepped on skis and went around.

Ludvik briefly examined the Finns who had been killed, and the five bodies had been frozen into popsicles. He took out five documents from the pockets of the dead bodies, the light was too dim to make out the words on them, and he couldn't rely on the faint reflection of the snow. With a hunting knife, he cut off the rank mark on the collar of an officer-like corpse and stuffed it into the side pocket of his backpack along with several documents.

The weapons of the Finns caught his attention, three guys used ordinary Mosin-Nagant rifles, which were supposed to be relics left to Finland by Tsarist Russia, and the other two had round-looking submachine guns, which were mentioned in the pre-war training, and how to use them He also heard from the armorer.

Ludwick picked up one and checked it briefly, hung it on his chest, and got two more magazines to race into his backpack. Leaving the corpse, he slid to Vasily, who was taking cover nearby.

Signaling that they had got what they wanted, the two of them continued on their way, following the mark left by the Finns when they came, all the way west through the woods. When the snow is about to fall, the marks left by the skis will guide you to the Finn stronghold, and God will help you hide the corpses without having to worry about it, so that the two bunkers on the side of the road are safe. And the white cloak he wears now is obviously half a pound and a half of the Finns, and it can be identified by long-distance observation during the day, such a dark night is not extremely close and indistinguishable, which is why Vasily did not let Ludvik, a strong guy, bring PPS39 again: that is, the actions of the two were discovered by the Finns who were lying in ambush, and they would not shoot at the two people with Mosin-Nagant and "Somi" on their backs at the first time.

Ludvik's rifle was not tied with a white strip of cloth, but he had a spare strip of cloth in his backpack, while Vasily's rifle was completely invisible in the snow and inconspicuous on his back, and the two of them could only see one carrying "Somi" and "the other carrying a rifle" from a distance after switching rifles.

Both were expert skiers, and it was nice to be in the woods, but neither Vasily nor Ludvik could afford to take it lightly, because no one could guarantee that it would be safe.

A moment later, snowflakes fell from the sky, and the snow became heavier and heavier, and the visibility in the woods became even worse, causing Vasily and Ludvik a lot of trouble, but also a good disguise for their actions.

Half an hour later, Vasily made a sharp stop, crouched down but did not take off his skis, and Ludvik knew they were close to their goal.

After changing the rifle, quickly put a white cloth on the gun,

"The position of the Finns, about two hundred meters in the direction of one o'clock, about a platoon, should still be rushing to repair the fortifications."

The north wind was blowing in the woods, and the words of the two would not reach the ears of the Finns under the howling wind: "I'll go a little ahead, and you will find a position behind me on the right." Observe for fifteen minutes, then hunt freely, and I'll come back and you. ”

What to observe? Of course, it was the Finnish guard post - it was snowing, and the Finns could not see Vasily, and it was difficult for him and Ludvik to find the Finnish post.

Vasily had his eye on a meadow full of snowdrifts, and crawled slowly over there, so slowly that he could not see it without looking closely, and Ludvik chose his position behind a large tree on the right.

Through the naked eye, you can see the burning bonfire of the Finns faintly in the distance, and through the scope, Vasily, who is lying quietly on his stomach, can clearly see that the Finns are building semi-underground bunkers, which are obviously a force that has only arrived today, otherwise they would not be in such a hurry to work overnight: once the bunkers are completed, these people will be able to warm themselves in the bunkers instead of freezing in temperatures close to minus 30 degrees.

The firelight became his best instruction: some of the men wore the military cloaks of the Finnish army, but most of them wore the fur coats of the common people, and they were supposed to be a force of reservists.

"A bunch of guys who haven't learned war yet." After a full ten minutes of observation, in addition to finding a lurking post on the far left of several bonfires, there were only two people with rifles swinging, and the others were busy working, and from time to time they ran to the campfires to keep warm.

The Thong halo was attached to the head of the Finnish lurker in a white cloak but with a pair of dark gloves, and the trigger was firmly pulled.

The silence of the bloody night was broken by the sound of gunfire, and Vasily could even clearly see the blood mist splashed by the Finns, and quickly pulled the bolt of the gun, and hit one of the newly lying sentries with a single shot, and at this time Ludvik's gunfire also rang out.

Extremely slow to retreat, the Finns on the opposite side shot completely blindly brave, and there were counterattacks in all directions, and there was no threat at all, but the trees kept falling large chunks of snow.

After moving to a snowdrift two meters away, he aimed again at a Finn who was operating a light machine gun, and the Finn who was hit was thrown up entirely.

It was an asymmetrical one-sided sniper kill, the Finns didn't have the time or the courage to extinguish a few bonfires, and the snipers here were surrounded by the wind and snow, and they couldn't see anything! (To be continued.) )