From the top of the slope to the pine forest in the northwest, the straight-line distance is only more than 100 meters.

This distance is in Mosin. The effective range of the Nagant manual rifle and the MP44 assault rifle, as well as the anti-personnel range of the Mauser M1932 submachine pistol.

Lynn picked up his Soviet-made rifle in a steady manner, and through the three-fold magnified scope, he saw a commotion in the woodland. In a small clearing between a few pine trees, an officer-like guy waved his hands in an exaggerated manner, as if he was very dissatisfied with the sluggishness of the soldiers.

Like the German sniper scope, the Soviets also used etching technology, and the three-line reticle was set up to allow snipers to easily circle their prey. When he was in the commando training camp, although Lynn only took a professional sniper course, he had already deeply engraved all the necessary sniper knowledge in his mind. Given the direction of the wind and the indispensable factors of gravity and distance, he shifted the center of the reticle slightly to the upper left. At this moment, the figure in the sniper scope turned clockwise, showing the broad back to Lynn, who was using a sniper rifle for the first time in actual combat - this "generous gift" should of course be laughed at.

Syllable......

The sound of gunfire rang out at the top of the open slope, refracted through the surrounding hills to form an extremely faint echo effect, which contrasted its crispness.

In the sniper scope, the target is like a plastic mannequin in a shop window, falling without a struggle.

Moving the sniper scope slightly, Lynn saw that the Soviet soldiers around him immediately found that their commander had been sniped, some ran over to help, and some looked around with guns, but because they were not mentally prepared, no one noticed where the cold guns came from.

Lynn unhurriedly pulled the bolt and reloaded, picked up her rifle again, and turned her gaze to the cars and motorcycles hidden in the woods. At this time, the Soviet soldiers, who reacted quickly, were climbing into the car. Lynn first locked onto a Jeep-like target, which, while not fully open-topped, had the same steel-framed canvas canopy as the Horch KFZ15 he was sitting on, and had little protection against bullets. Aiming at the driver's position, he immediately pulled the trigger without hesitation when he realized that there was ash smoke coming out of the exhaust while the vehicle was shaking.

Syllable......

With no one around shooting, the gunfire at the top of the slope was lonely, and it quickly attracted the attention of some Soviet soldiers in the forest. Lynn didn't have time to pay attention to the outcome of the battle, and did not continue to pull the bolt and reload, but just held the empty rifle and carefully observed the changes on the opposite side with the scope: several Soviet soldiers wearing steel helmets and trench coats were anxiously trying to start their three-wheeled motorcycles, and the soldiers who were supposed to be sitting in the sidecar used the motorcycle as a temporary cover, holding submachine guns or turntable light machine guns to fire at their side. Several soldiers desperately slipped into the bulletproof cars, and it seems that their original plan was to outflank the outskirts of the village as soon as they heard the gunshots. As for those who had neither gotten into the car nor run to the side of the car or motorcycle, they also took up their weapons at this point, and the crackling gunfire soon became intensive.

Although the Soviet soldiers fought back with a ferocious stance, their bullets were not a threat to Lynn for the time being. Listening to the bullets whizzing overhead, or the faint popping sound of hitting the surrounding ground, the non-commissioned officer who belonged to the "Vampire" commando calmly put Mosin aside. Nagant picked up the MP44 from the side, leveled it smoothly, aimed at the area where the cars and motorcycles were, pressed his right cheek against the butt of the gun, closed his left eye naturally, and immediately pulled the trigger in single-shot mode.

Smack...... Smack...... Smack...... Smack......

To Lynn's ears, the German-made assault rifle with intermediate-power bullets made a far louder sound when firing quickly than the Mosin Rifle just now. The Nagant sniper rifle is pleasant to the ear. His left hand grasped the middle and upper part of the curved magazine, and whenever his shoulder was thrusted backward from the butt, his left hand exerted downward force accordingly, so that the muzzle of the jump could be pulled back to its original position in time after the bullet was discharged, so that the impact point of the shot was contracted in a relatively small area. One or two hundred meters away, Lynn couldn't hear the wails of the Soviet soldiers when they were shot, and she couldn't see their movements and expressions clearly with the naked eye, only that the dark red bullets flew off the chamber one after another, and disappeared into the dark shadows of the pine forest one after another, shooting at the Soviet officers and soldiers who never thought that they would become prey......

After 30 rounds of ammunition, Lynn used the "5-second reload technique" that she became famous for. Changing to a full magazine, he was not in a hurry to continue shooting, but calmly observed the situation in the woods. After such a minute of nearly a minute, the gunfire of the Soviet counterattack was gradually becoming dense and accurate, and several bullets had just hit less than 20 centimeters away, which had already posed a real threat to themselves. Listen closely, the roar of vehicles can be heard in the woods.

The sniper rifle was at hand, but Lynn didn't pick it up to observe at this time. He continued to kneel on one knee, leaning above his chest out of the pit where the Soviets were hiding in the outposts, the muzzle of the assault rifle pressed down slightly, aiming at the edge of the southeast corner of the woods, and with a strong instinct, he believed that the Soviets would rush out from the south or east......

Without the clear roar of a sports car's acceleration or the pre-disguised intensity of gunfire, without warning, an open-top car resembling an American jeep drove out of the woods. Lynn's index finger on the trigger had already exerted force, but seeing that the car was followed by a motorcycle, he immediately shifted the muzzle of the gun and put the crosshair on those motorcycles with smaller targets but easier to intercept - at this moment, their speed has not been fully added, once they run at full speed, it will be very difficult to intercept and kill!

The burst shot is still a quick burst shot with an interval of about 1.5 seconds. Whenever the muzzle of the gun was "pulled" down with his left hand, and a vague outline of the target appeared in the crosshair, Lynn did not hesitate to pull the trigger. By this time, he had completely ignored the bullets fired by the enemy, and by the control of his habitual mind, the coordinated limbs operated in the simplest and quickest way, like a simple but very delicate machine tool.

Three bullets, which killed the driver of the first motorcycle, swerved to the side and eventually overturned; three bullets, which not only killed the driver of the second motorcycle, but also hit and ignited its engine; Three rounds to make the third motorcycle repeat the trajectory of the first.

After firing these nine bullets, Lynn paused slightly, opened his left eye and looked ahead, at this time, only the car that rushed out first was left on the east side of the woods, and on the south side of the woods, on his own side, there were already more than a dozen or twenty Soviet soldiers. They lowered their heads, bent over, and stopped after a few steps to fire alternately to cover the fire, and the "** sand" in their hands was quite fierce at this distance.

After quickly weighing the situation on the battlefield, Lynn decided to put these minions aside for the time being, and concentrate on taking out the Soviet army car that could rescue the village and outflank him in a roundabout way. Move the muzzle of the gun, aim slightly, and get busy again with the index finger of the right hand.

One, two, three...... Lynn felt that every bullet hit the position he wanted to hit, which can be described as "pointing and shooting", but the actual combat experience and rational thinking reminded him that some of these bullets must be missed. So, he fired twelve rounds in one go, and he did not stop firing until the Soviet car writhed like a drunken man. Before his attention and the muzzle of the gun turned back to the front, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the car slamming into the woods.

Well, it's your turn, little bunnies!

Lynn viciously intimidated the other party with his mind, and the front edge of the German steel helmet was pressed a little low, just covering his eyebrows, leaving only a pair of cold eyes staring at the Soviet infantry who had advanced to within 100 meters. Despite the light machine guns and the numerical superiority, the terrain disadvantage was irreparable - they could not see the exact position of the shooter, but their body and movements were clearly visible to the other side. When the crisp sound of the guns rang out again, they began to fall one after another like wild sheep hunted on the grassland, some of them still struggling after falling to the ground, and some of them hung upright.