Zhang Heng had already done everything he could, and he couldn't intervene in the next battle, so he could only squat behind the tree and wait quietly for the result.

The whole battle went even faster than he had imagined.

As soon as the masked sniper had a gun in hand, he immediately became a fish in water, and it took less than 40 seconds to kill the remaining three Soviet soldiers, and when the gunfire stopped, Zhang Heng also walked out from behind the tree.

The masked sniper still held his revolver tightly, but his expression softened, at least not pointing his gun at someone.

Zhang Heng also got closer and noticed that there were blood stains on the other party's clothes, and it seemed that he had not been able to completely dodge the previous round of strafing.

This made Zhang Heng's heart sink, he finally met someone who was not too hostile to him in this forest, and he wanted to find a way to get the other party to take him to the rear of the battle line, if the masked sniper died here like this, then his previous efforts would be in vain.

Zhang Heng first went to pick up his mobile phone, turned off the alarm, there were a lot of warheads on the ground, fortunately none of them fell on the mobile phone screen, and then he took off a few backpacks from those dead Soviet soldiers, Zhang Heng's original backpack supplies were almost consumed, and the rest was also poured to the ground by him before, he looked at the masked sniper on the side, the latter shook his head, but his eyes fell on the bullet box on the waist of the corpse.

Zhang Heng picked two boxes from the armed belt and threw them to him.

The masked sniper immediately changed the bullet for his rifle.

Then he struggled to get up from the ground holding his lower abdomen, where two consecutive battles had just taken place, and the sound of gunfire was likely to attract more enemies, and he had to leave as soon as possible.

Zhang Heng picked a backpack and put it on his back, and then picked up a rifle for himself to defend himself, and walked to the masked sniper, wanting to support the other party, but for some reason when his hand touched the masked sniper's body, the latter showed some resistance, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he subconsciously shook off someone's outstretched hand.

Zhang Heng frowned, now is not the time to be strong, he needs the other party to help him show him the way to survive in this forest, but without his help, the masked sniper's injury is difficult to escape, the two are now like grasshoppers on a rope, only by working together can it be possible to get through the current difficulties.

The masked sniper probably figured this out, so he didn't refuse someone's kindness anymore, and asked Zhang Heng to raise one of his arms, point in a direction, and the two staggered away together.

Along the way, Zhang Heng saw the corpses of many Soviet soldiers, as well as a chariot that was still burning, in addition, there were also some Finnish partisans wearing white camouflage uniforms, and it could be seen how much those Soviet soldiers hated these Finnish partisans.

If anyone sees the two at this time, they will think that this combination is strange, a yellow man in a Soviet military uniform supporting a Finnish partisan, looking out of place in this smoke-filled forest.

Zhang Heng looked at the surrounding scene, and his heart was silent.

Although he has also seen some corpses on the side of the road and heard some gunshots in the past few days, they are only small-scale exchanges, and this time it is obviously a relatively large-scale military operation, the previous distant firefights did not last long, and now it is likely to be just a trap to attract the surrounding Soviet soldiers to come to help, while Finnish partisans like masked snipers took the opportunity to ambush on the side of the road.

They took advantage of the high mobility brought by skis to weave through the forest, retreating with one blow and not stopping much, so that after World War I, the corpses of Soviet soldiers were often everywhere, showing all kinds of deaths.

A lot of things, when you're on the ground, and when you see special effects on a movie, it's a completely different feeling.

When Zhang Heng realized that he was in the winter war, he had already made a certain amount of mental preparation, but now he still felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the scene in front of him.

It is not only because of the strong impact and stimulation brought by the senses, but also because of the natural vigilance of the primitive nature of human society after tearing off the veil of civilization.

Zhang Heng glanced at the masked sniper beside him, he had obviously adapted to all this, his expression was calm in the face of this purgatory-like scene on earth, and there was not the slightest wave in his eyes.

The two walked along the way, and encountered two small groups of Soviet troops, but because they were found earlier, they avoided the past without danger, in addition to meeting a lone Soviet soldier, his comrades should have been killed by the guerrillas, only he escaped, his spirit was completely broken, the weapon backpack or something was lost, and he was barefoot, if he couldn't find the troops, he couldn't survive in this ice and snow without the guerrillas.

Zhang Heng saw that the direction of his escape was far away, so he didn't plan to pay attention to that guy, but the next moment there was a gunshot in his ears.

The masked sniper didn't know when he let go of the hand covering the wound and unloaded the rifle from his back.

When the shots rang out, the barefoot Soviet soldier in the distance froze and finally collapsed under a Nordic pine.

Zhang Heng looked at the masked sniper, and the latter also looked at him, his eyes unblinking.

“…………”

Zhang Heng didn't know what to say at this time, the Japanese invasion of China in exchange for his position as a masked sniper is estimated to be fired, in the final analysis, for these Finnish guerrillas, what they are doing now is to resist the invaders and defend their motherland, so he is not qualified to accuse the other party.

However, with such a toss, the two of them are about to get out of danger and face enemies who may be attracted by the sound of gunfire.

This kind of situation is undoubtedly what Zhang Heng doesn't want to see, but there is no point in complaining at this time, not to mention that even if he wants to complain about the other party, he can't understand what he is saying, rather than wasting his tongue, it is better to think about what else can be done.

Zhang Heng's gaze fell on the skis behind the masked sniper.

Five minutes later, he shifted the weight of both of them to the skis, pulled them with ropes in his hands, and then crouched down in front of the masked sniper, who realized what he wanted to do, and this time he cooperated in a rare way, and honestly lay on someone's back.

Zhang Heng got up, slightly surprised, the other party's weight was much lighter than he imagined, and it was likely that he had just reached a hundred catties.

However, he didn't think much about it, so that the two of them could finally move a little faster, the only drawback was that his physical strength was also depleted quickly, and he could only hold on for about twenty minutes, but fortunately, this time was enough to get out of the danger zone.