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The difference between 800 meters and 500 meters, Lynn had no intuitive concept before, he only knew that the effective range of the Mauser 98K was 800 meters. This "effective range" actually refers to the lethal range of the bullet, which is affected by factors such as wind speed and bullet weight, and at a distance of more than 500 meters, it is difficult for even a sniper to accurately hit the target, and the "person" seen by the naked eye is only a vague outline, which is not at all like in the movie to distinguish tall, short, fat and thin, skin color and even face.

Forty hours, three battles during the day and one at night, gave Lynn a new appreciation for the two distances. When the enemy target is only 800 meters away, the defenders are still intercepting with artillery, mortar, and heavy machine gun fire, and 500 meters is the yardstick for light machine guns and rifles to start to exert their power - perhaps it would be better to get the enemy closer and then fight, Lynn thought. It's just that in the face of the enemy's surging sea of people offensive, his own commander does not have that kind of courage at all. They would rather spend more ammunition than try to keep the enemy in front of the line.

Flares rose into the air one after the other, illuminating the night sky, the earth, the Soviets who had gone on the attack, and the German lines. The artillery was still neighing, and the defenders' anti-tank guns, the attackers' tanks, and self-propelled guns were all trying their best to attack the opposing side. Dark red shells weave back and forth across the battlefield, and the sound of explosions of various sound qualities fills the ears.

The first time he saw dozens of tanks launch a swarm attack, Lynn was deeply shocked, and he found that even Hollywood war blockbusters with hundreds of millions of dollars were not enough to depict real war scenes.

This time, the Soviets still put in a large number of tanks and combat vehicles, in addition to the Red Soviet's "golden signboard" T-34, there were many big men in the offensive ranks, Joseph. The IS series titled by Comrade Stalin himself free of charge is particularly eye-catching. In each battle, the defenders relied on the joint efforts of anti-tank guns, minefields, and infantry to repel the enemy's attack, and the huge casualties made the front line soldiers constantly replenished......

Lynn didn't want to die, in fact, there were escapees in battle, but they either died under the guns of the enemy or were shot by the officers who supervised the battle. After seeing such a precedent a few times, Lynn gave up her intention of escaping. What's more, even if you are lucky enough to escape from the battlefield, how can you hide your identity as a deserter and survive?

Staying on this purgatory-like battlefield has become his best choice at the moment.

Lynn's heart was so depressed and nervous as he watched the Soviets' tanks and soldiers approach that he was so startled when a dirty hand suddenly appeared on his left side that he almost missed the trigger. Turning his head, he saw that there were several more rows of ammunition at hand, and the owner of the "dirty hands", a thin, childish boy, was distributing ammunition to every soldier who was waiting for him along the trench. Looking at the ill-fitting military uniform and cloth military hat on his body, Lynn felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart: Now, it is the remnant sun of the empire!

As a World War II military fan, Lynn is familiar with that period of history. In fact, he personally did not have a camp tendency, but only admired the solidity and calmness of the American army, liked the rigor and delicacy of the German army, respected the blood and tenacity of the Soviet army, and despised the arrogance of the Soviet army, the incompetence of Italy, the conservatism of Britain, and the softness of France. If he had to choose a side to experience the war, he would pick the German army before 1943 or the American army after that. However, the Juggernaut did not give him the power to choose freely.

The constant battle consumed a lot of ammunition, but Lynn still silently put two rows of bullets in his pocket. On the one hand, it is to cope with the situation that may continue to deteriorate, and on the other hand, it is because I feel that with my current shooting skills, the more bullets I fire, the more I will waste. Instead of fighting with all your might, it is better to wait calmly for the result.

This is true of battle, and perhaps the same is true of life!

As time passed, the number of Soviet tanks hit by anti-tank fire on the way to the attack increased, but the flow of people like the black tide was still rolling, and the frenzied sound of Ula faintly drowned out the guns. For every German officer and soldier in the latter stages of the war, such a scene was the last thing they wanted to see.

"Fl-t-r! Fl-troll-er! (German: Fire)

Almost at the moment when this shout rang out, the long-suppressed gunfire finally erupted in the trenches. The hot bullets rained down like drops, and the approaching Kuroshio suddenly slowed down, and even reversed in some sections, but this only lasted for a short time. The heavily armored Soviet tanks opened fire under the fire of the defenders, and the self-propelled guns that followed them stopped to fire them. The German trenches were bursting with fireballs and bullets and shrapnel like a storm, and many died before they could scream, while most, including Lynn, retreated back into the trenches at the height of enemy fire in order to save their lives. As a result, the firepower on the positions naturally weakened a lot.

Lynn finally caught her breath, only to hear a rough voice ringing in her ears, and her big feet in leather boots kicked mercilessly.

"Fl-t-r! Fl-troll-er! Forserzer...... Kovac! ”

can't talk back when scolded, can't fight back when beaten, on this life-and-death occasion, Lynn doesn't have time to taste the taste of grievance and resentment. He grabbed the rifle in one hand and the steel helmet in the other, and crawled back to the firing position on the edge of the trench, but as soon as his head poked out of the trench, the strong feeling that a bullet would hit him in the next second began to torture his senses and challenge his endurance, especially the screaming bullets flying by from close range, his heart was completely suspended, and there was even an instinctive urine intention to stimulate the bladder......

With a bite of his teeth and a cross of his heart, barely taking aim, Lynn slammed his shot, his eardrums ringing slightly.

After all, the intimidating power of the "butcher" surpassed that of the Soviets, and the few soldiers next to him also honestly returned to their respective combat positions. The sound of the rifle was scattered against the short fire of the machine gun, but in the environment of night fighting, no one knew whether their bullets had killed the enemy, perhaps they had disappeared, or perhaps they had added an insignificant shot to the dying body. Even so, the soldiers, wearing threaded, cloth, or leather gloves, pulled the bolts, aimed, and fired, repeating these movements mechanically until they had exhausted all the bullets in the magazine, and then were able to crouch down and reload without being reprimanded.

Three rounds were fired in quick succession, and Lynn shrank back into the trench again, gasping for air. The temperature had dropped to minus 10 degrees Celsius at night, the nose was unnaturally sour, the fingers wearing velvet gloves were numb from cold, and what was even more uncomfortable was the strange smell of gunsmoke and earth, which was far more oppressive to the nasal cavity and lungs than the overcrowded smoking room. Lynn deliberately slowed down the action of reloading the bullets, deliberately deaf to the increasingly clear Ula sound, but the officers' slogans became more and more urgent, the sound of gunfire and explosions came in one after another, and the grenades seemed to come in handy, and the ten-out ** on the defensive line would break out in a brutal white-knuckle battle. All this was completely beyond Lynn's grasp, and last night in a daze, he dreamed that he had faced a tall Soviet soldier, and the other party's bayonet was thrust, and he woke up directly......

After loading the bullets, he took a deep breath and was about to get up, when the bearded young soldier next to him suddenly sat down. Lynn wanted to give him a sympathetic wry smile, but when the firelight reflected the missing corner of his head, Lynn froze.

Before he came to this muddy field that had been devastated by countless artillery fire, he had never felt that life and death were so close.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, grab the gun and get up. There were a few times when Lynn felt that he was not afraid of battle in his bones, that he could become an excellent soldier, and that he might even be like the plot in an alternate novel, change history with his own strength, and finally stand at the top of this world! However, the oppression of reality always makes Lynn unconsciously choose to retreat and return to the ground, and the world in front of her is repeating the process of bright, dim, and bright in the fire. As if the Soviets were about to wipe the position off the face of the earth, countless shells and bullets rained in on the ground, sand and gravel fragments and severed limbs flew in the air, and the air waves mixed with the mud and rubble showed their violent nature. The T-34s, whose surname was more than the highly respected, rushed to the first trench like ghosts, and the minefields that had been cleared by artillery fire had been left behind them.

Under the firelight, Lynn witnessed a brave German soldier firing at the side of the Soviet tank with an "iron fist" at close range, and the rocket exploded the tank, but the soldier was immediately hit by the machine gun of another Soviet tank, and the 7.62 mm caliber bullet mercilessly pierced the brave man's chest at close range, and the blood splattered from the back was so shocking that Lynn was stunned again......