Chapter 63: Welcome to the Mannerheim Line (5)
Zhang Heng was ready to enter the shadow state, but the next moment, the deadly gunshot rang out again.
The Soviet soldier at the front threw his head back and fell to the ground without warning, and then paused for about a second, and his companion fell in the same position, lying motionless on the ground.
The remaining five Soviet soldiers immediately lay down on the spot, raised their rifles in their hands in panic and fired back indiscriminately, and the two people who were approaching Zhang Heng's side also hurriedly turned around to support their comrades in danger, and for a while, the gunshots in the forest rang out.
Unfortunately, this feeble resistance could not prevent the Grim Reaper from descending.
The snipers hiding in the shadows took advantage of the time when the enemy hid in cover to quietly complete the change, and the bullets of the Soviet soldiers all missed.
Until three more people fell, and the last two remaining Soviet soldiers could no longer bear such great mental pressure, threw away the weapons in their hands, took advantage of the gap in the opposite side to reload the bullets, turned around and ran for their lives in the woods.
The farthest of them ran more than 150 meters, but unfortunately this distance was not enough to save his life.
When the gunshots rang out, he also fell headlong into the snow, blood staining the back of his head.
In less than four minutes, all eleven Soviet soldiers lay dead in this cold and strange land.
And the sniper, hiding in the shadows, did not waste an extra bullet.
After breaking the log, Zhang Heng poured out everything in the rucksack, picked up a branch from the side, and tried to signal surrender to the opposite side, but the backpack was hit by a bullet as soon as it was halfway up.
- But this is enough to show the attitude of the sniper, and the other party obviously does not intend to spare any living creatures in this forest.
Zhang Heng guessed that it was probably because of the misunderstanding caused by the Soviet military uniform on his body, but unfortunately the language between the two sides was incomprehensible, and he didn't even have a chance to explain at this time.
The other party did not shoot to save him, but because the group of Soviet soldiers at that time changed from movement to silence when they confronted him, creating the best shooting opportunity.
This is an extremely sober and confident somewhat terrifying person, as can be seen from the order in which he chooses targets, first taking out the most threatening machine gunner, and then solving the people who want to pick up guns, using continuous kills to suppress the already frightened Soviet reconnaissance team, and then calmly changing bullets and sniper points, coldly completing the next round of harvesting.
In the face of two deserters who had completely lost their fighting spirit, he did not want to stop at all, did not choose the closest target to him, but first sniped the Soviet soldiers who ran in front, and then attacked the slightly lagging behind.
As for Zhang Heng, who seemed to be the least threatening, he was naturally ranked last.
The whole process not only showed his strong shooting skills, but also showed his calmness and meticulousness.
Zhang Heng found that his current situation was not much better than before, and he was still hovering on the verge of death, but the enemy had changed from the Soviet army to the Finnish guerrillas, and judging from the results of the previous confrontation between the two sides, the latter's strength was obviously stronger, and the corpses scattered everywhere were the best proof.
If the situation continues like this, it will only become more and more unfavorable to him, the other party's familiarity with this forest is far above him, and it may go around his side at any time, so Zhang Heng did not wait any longer, holding the wood carving in one hand, and drew the revolver in the other, meditating on the crow in his heart.
The next moment, the crow standing in the darkness slowly opened its eyes.
Zhang Heng's body shook violently when he looked at it, and then he felt as if his soul had been sucked into a bottomless black vortex.
He kept falling in the whirlpool, but strangely his body became lighter and lighter, until it became a feather and fell to the ground, and he opened his eyes again, and saw the birch trees above his head and the snow on the branches.
I've already had an experience, but it's still a little strange to get into this state again.
After the wood was broken, Zhang Heng's body had completely disappeared, leaving only a faint shadow on the ground, in this state he lost all his physiological reactions, he couldn't speak, he couldn't hear any sound, and his perspective was only limited to a small piece of sky overhead.
However, after the previous experiments, he did have a way to solve this problem, as long as he found a random tree and printed the shadow, he could see the situation around him.
Although his speed has weakened somewhat after turning into a shadow, he is not very slow to move because he does not feel tired and does not need to consider obstacles on the road.
It took him less than 50 seconds to get to the place where the gunfire was last coming from, and another 20 seconds to find the sniper spot, where the terrain was slightly higher than the surrounding area, the view was wide, there were two rocks to cover for, and the snow behind it clearly left the marks of his body crushing.
However, the elusive sniper had obviously given up on this place and moved to another place, but this time there were footprints on the snow, and Zhang Heng had changed from a prey to a hunter.
After another half a minute, the shadow attached to the birch tree found a slowly moving 'object' in the snow, and it was really difficult to detect the existence of that thing without looking closely.
This is a Finnish guerrilla wearing a white camouflage suit and a white cloth mask on his face, wrapping himself tightly, only a pair of eyes are exposed, perfectly blending with the whole snowfield, holding his rifle in one hand and a pair of skis in the other, similar to Zhang Heng's previous guess, he should look like he wants to go around to the side to end this battle.
However, he probably never dreamed that the target hidden behind the broken wood was now standing behind him.
These elusive Finnish partisans gave the Soviets a nightmare experience in the Winter War, harassing and attacking tired Soviet fighters day and night, relying on their superior camouflage and mobility, but this time their vaunted superiority was challenged.
Zhang Heng, who only had a shadow left, could choose to move in a straight line without making a sound at all, plus with the shadow of a nearby tree as a cover, he touched the masked sniper's side, and the latter didn't notice it at all.
Zhang Heng raised the revolver gun in his hand and aimed it at the target's head, there were only ten seconds left before the shadow state was lifted, once the time was reached, he could regain his body, and as long as he pulled the trigger, he could solve the trouble in front of him.
This was Zhang Heng's first time killing someone, he was a little hesitant, but reason told him that he had no second choice now, with the other party's terrifying marksmanship and familiarity with the nearby terrain, even if he was allowed to run for three minutes first, he might not be able to escape.