In the bright sunshine, the streams flowing through the mountains shimmered with golden waves, and a few gray birds left the treetops where they were perched and flew away.

In a clump of turquoise bushes, Lynn and his old buddy Marcos. Tanze plays the role of trappers, cloaking in camouflage and sharing a scoped Mauser rifle and a pair of binoculars. In a short time, a few gray-brown figures appeared beside the stream full of natural beauty, and it was the beginning of March, and the warm Black Forest had faded from its white clothes and changed into vibrant spring clothes, and walking in the mountains and forests where vegetation had recovered, and the Soviet officers and soldiers no longer needed winter cloaks, and maintaining their "true colors" could play a more ideal role of concealment - this was in terms of woodland activities, when they left the dense woods and came to the stream, their bodies were completely exposed to the sniper scopes of the trappers.

After wandering through the vast forest for a long time, the Soviet search team still seemed to be very vigilant, and they only let some of them go to the stream to fill the water pots, while the rest looked left and right behind with their weapons. Faced with this plausible scene, Lynn, who was aiming at the gun, did not move, and Tanze, who had a little beard on his chin, observed the situation around the stream with a telescope with both hands, and finally, his gaze was fixed, and he whispered: "At four o'clock, the pine tree that looks the largest is the second big branch from the bottom to the top."

Lynn followed the location described by his companion and soon found the real prey, which was a Soviet sniper in a bark-colored camouflage cape. Judging from the direction of the barrel, he is not interested in the robe fetching water by the stream, but on the potential enemy snipers in the vicinity, and once the opponent attacks his companion, he can play a good show of the praying mantis catching the cicada and the yellow finch behind.

The first yellow finch appeared, Lynn didn't start it, and when he squeezed out the "clear" from between his teeth, Tanze calmly looked for the next yellow finch very calmly. In the space of almost a quarter of an hour, they found three Soviet snipers in the woods near the stream, as well as two "suspected targets" that were not so certain to the naked eye, and Lynn, who was well hidden enough or from a position that could not be directly observed, that they could reasonably tell that it was an enemy sniper trap. After the battle of Freiburg, the Free Corps took advantage of the complex terrain of the Black Forest to fight guerrilla warfare, although the Soviet army that came to encircle and suppress invested nearly 200,000 troops, but it was unbearable for these cunning loaches not only did not win a decent victory in two weeks, but were led by the nose by the opponent, and those elusive shooters alone killed and wounded hundreds of Soviet officers and soldiers, and the highest rank among the dead was a general, which made the superior generals of the Soviet army very annoyed, and they even resorted to the means of arson and burning the mountain recklessly. Fortunately, the humid climate of late winter and early spring and the magic of nature The incendiary bombs dropped by the Soviet army only burned some small areas of woods, and as soon as the news of the burning of the Black Forest came out, not only the wave of protests of the German people suddenly rose, but also the international uproar, and the free empire of northern Scandinavia, which has always been low-key, also openly stated at this time that the Black Forest is a precious treasure given by the creator to all Germanic people, and if the Soviet army continues to carry out devastating destruction, the free empire will launch a nuclear attack on Moscow. That night, four saucer-shaped aircraft arrived in formation in the Soviet capital, and Soviet fighters and ground anti-aircraft artillery were helpless against it, and international public opinion also collectively sided with the Free Empire this time.

Arson failed, and the Soviet army had to continue to use conventional means of warfare. In order to deal with the hunters in this mountain forest, they transferred a large number of snipers with actual combat experience from various units, and some of them were still the trump card missions, trying to use snipers to defeat snipers. In terms of the quality of the soldiers, the professional snipers of the Soviet army are even more skilled, but the anxious and impetuous mentality of the Soviet high-level affects the normal performance of the shooters. In order to save the morale of the precarious army, they did not wait for the environment to fully adapt to the situation, and did kill some members of the Free Corps at first, but as these excellent soldiers who had also experienced the war realized the escalation of the battle, they began to respond to the challenge of the Soviet army in a more flexible way. …,

Despite facing a dangerous trap set by Soviet snipers, Lynn, who was "playing with the ticket", did not choose to evacuate safely, but worked with his soldiers to meet the enemy's challenge. The other side ambushed a number of snipers, and Lynn also came with five double sniper teams, who were the leaders of Lynn and Tanze, and each combat operation was fully strategic. Adjusting his breathing, abandoning distractions, and estimating the trajectory Lynn calmly and quickly completed the preparation process before shooting, and the continuous battle allowed him to regain the combat skills he had once put down, and the advantage of his talent was once again revealed... ・・・

A crisp shot echoed in the mountains and forests, and although the target in the sniper scope had not moved, it had already collapsed on the tree and did nothing. Smokeless gunpowder produced very little smoke, and the linen placed above the muzzle of the gun had a good absorption effect, Lynn pulled the gun into loading with a gentle motion, and Tanze lowered the telescope to minimize the possibility of the lens reflecting and exposing the target. The first shot echoed, and more gunshots rang out in the otherwise calm mountain forest, some sounding visibly far away, and some as if they were ringing in their ears.

By the time Lynn loaded his bullet and aimed at his second target, the unfortunate creature had already fallen from the branch to the ground, and before he could find the next target, he heard a rapid chirp, and the bullet swooped through the bushes into the dirt less than ten centimeters from his left elbow. This meant that at least one of the enemies had observed his bearings, and the danger of the situation made Lynn's blood boil, and he lay motionless, waiting for his sniper team to attack the "Yellow Sparrow" - a battle of cyclical hunting, where the marksman's observation, accuracy, and the tacit cooperation between his companions were the keys to victory. After two minutes of great endurance, Lynn and Tanze resumed their activities in unison: the shooter carefully raised his gun and searched for prey with sniper scopes, and the observer assisted the attack and defense with optical tools with a wider field of vision.

The gunfire dissipated, the mountains and forests seemed to return to natural tranquility, and there were still water bottles left by the Soviet soldiers on the banks of the stream. Lynn moves the muzzle of the gun with subtle movements, and the third target that she had previously positioned has been killed, which is a common occurrence in sniper "group fights". After a cup of coffee, the crisp gunfire rang out again, and Lynn noticed an unusual jump in the branches and leaves of the bushes on the edge of the sniper scope, and he chased away with his senses, and at the same time heard Tanze's auxiliary observation parameters: "At 2 o'clock, the bush is in front of the left, about 2 meters from the convex angle!" ”

Without a tacit understanding, it would only be confusing, and Lynn quickly combined this information with her intuition, aimed at the bush that closely resembled her hiding place, and pulled the trigger!

Syllable! Syllable!

The gunshots were fired at the same target, and the sniper scope could clearly see the bullets entering the bushes and flying the blades, but it was not possible to determine whether the bullets had hit the human target lurking inside. Maybe there was nothing there, just two groups of snipers making the same miscalculation at the same time - the probability was there, it was very small.

Sniper triggers counter-sniper fire, and the chain reaction that is difficult to describe with conclusive regularity continues to occur, in the blink of an eye, another round of mutual attacks ends, intermittent shooting is not necessarily related to whether the weapons used by the snipers have automatic functions, even if they use semi-automatic rifles, savvy snipers will not fire continuously in this almost face-to-face battle, so as not to increase the probability of killing the opponent and increase the possibility of being killed.

Lynn gently pushes the gun and loads it while quietly feeling the changes in this particular battlefield, while his tacit partner comes up with a simple and practical trick: using a pre-tied rope to gently pull on a bush branch several meters away, creating the illusion that the sniper is shifting his firing position. …,

In high-tension battles, the better the psychological quality of the shooter, the better he will be able to avoid impulsive behavior, and the more likely he is to fall into the trap of the opponent. Tanze's little trick quickly led to the prey, the bullet flew over the two of their heads, and one shot quickly changed to another, and Lynn was part of the chain reaction, he quickly caught an opponent who was leaning on the rock, retracted behind the rock after each shot, and then used the small lens reflection to observe the search for the target - a technique that was not original to Lynn, and he was not angry at being imitated. As a clever hunter, he patiently observes the every move of his prey, and the cunning of the other party is nothing more than an ineffective trick in his eyes. After a while, the guy put away the small lens, stuck out the muzzle of the gun from the other side of the rock, opened fire quickly, quickly retracted, and then poked out his small tool that looked like a peephole, and moved up and down from side to side for about half a cigarette.

The moment the "speculum mirror" was put away, Lynn put her finger close to the trigger, just waiting for the steel helmet with a camouflage net to poke out of the rock, and kill it in seconds without hesitation!

Before the gunfire attracted a large number of Soviet troops, Lynn's conservative estimate of his personal record was to shoot three people, and he had no intention of chasing the top spot in the sniper rankings, but rather to experience the thrill and inspire these soldiers by example. Although he and his shooters could not test the results on the spot, he and his shooters still had the confidence and reason to enjoy victory at the end of the day, they were much more familiar with the terrain and mastery of the terrain than the Soviet soldiers, and they were more adept at pursuing the effectiveness of camouflage, and they were happy to use this beautiful Black Forest as a hunting ground, carrying out sniping operations like hunting, inflicting casualties and fear on the growing Soviet soldiers who were becoming more and more war-weary.