Chapter Seventy-Three: Welcome to the Mannerheim Line (15)

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The two pre-sunset attacks made the Soviet unit panic, but this was not the end, and the nightmare really began when night fell.

At night, the visual range was drastically reduced, and visibility became low, making it more difficult to detect partisans hiding in the forest, and further weakening the Soviet army's firepower superiority.

After a whole day of marching, the vast majority of Soviet soldiers were already hungry, and according to the usual custom, the troops should start to make fires and cook at this time, but now there is an elusive Grim Reaper nearby, and there are still the corpses of their comrades who have not been completely cooled, but no one dares to make a fire.

At this time, the commander's inexperience was revealed, and he did not know whether to hold on to the current situation or find a way to rush out, but at this time other Finnish partisans also arrived, and soon another group launched an attack on this hapless unit.

Finnish partisans armed with submachine guns, stepping on skis and speeding through the forest, fired wildly at the demoralized Soviet soldiers, their number was not much, only about twenty people, but they were very bold, suddenly appeared, as soon as they came up, they opened full firepower, and hit the opposite side by surprise, plus the two machine gun squads on the Soviet side were all wiped out by Simon, and several Soviet soldiers who drove the ducks on the shelves reacted obviously slowly, and when they turned their guns, the guerrillas had already exhausted the bullets in the drum and changed direction, The position of the Soviets slid deeper into the woods again.

At this time, the counterattack of the Soviet troops was belated, but only the two partisans at the back were unfortunately shot, one of them was hit in the head by a stray bullet and rolled straight off his skis, and the other was shot in the shoulder and shook his body, and finally escaped.

Simon, on the other hand, set up her rifle and took advantage of the chaos to start harvesting, and when the partisan charge was over, she added eight more heads to her kill record, and at the same time caused the morale of the Soviet unit on the opposite side to fall to the bottom, and it was not far from complete collapse.

In just three minutes, more than 20 people were killed on the Soviet side, and about 30 wounded soldiers were added, seven of whom completely lost their ability to fight.

In order to avoid increasing unnecessary casualties, the guerrillas did not continue to launch a new offensive at this time, they lurked in the forest, like patient predators, eating their prey one bite at a time.

Although the Soviets on the opposite side still had the advantage in numbers and weapons, the partisans in white camouflage suits saw the unit as a fish on the chopping block, Finland was close to the Arctic Circle, and the long dark nights here would give the partisans a longer time to feed, allowing them to easily swallow huge prey several times their size.

Zhang Heng and Simon retreated to a safe place, they even had time to have dinner, but because they couldn't make a fire, the taste of the food was much worse.

After another moment, a sturdy figure on skis drew an elegant arc through the trees, bringing up countless flying snowflakes, and finally stopped in front of the two of them.

Zhang Heng recognized the person who came, it was the guy who escorted him back to the camp with a submachine gun before, and Zhang Heng later also knew his name - Weller, who was also the most hostile guerrilla in the camp.

He should have followed the contact mark left by Simon all the way here, Zhang Heng guessed that Weller probably came to make an appointment with the girl for the next round of attack, but he first showed off his skiing skills, and then raised the submachine gun in his hand at Zhang Heng, his eyes were defiant.

As a result, Zhang Heng himself didn't react, Simon on the side stood up first, held the M28 in his hand, and blocked in front of someone like a lion cub.

Weller's face suddenly turned ugly, and he hurriedly dropped two sentences and stepped on his skis again.

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Zhang Heng's expression was also a little strange, he found that the longer he stayed with Simon, the stronger the feeling that the painting style was wrong, in fact, it was not too difficult for a guy with a simple mind and developed limbs like Weller to deal with, he was the same as Cheng Cheng's kind of bad belly, and he belonged to the kind of little ghost who had not grown much in his mental age.

At least during this period of time in the camp, although he looked at Zhang Heng unpleasantly, what he did was not too out of line, at most, when the latter passed by, he suddenly talked and laughed loudly with his companions, or walked around in someone's black down jacket with high spirits, sometimes he would also glare at Zhang Heng, but as long as Zhang Heng took the initiative to look away, he could reap a wave of satisfaction.

Zhang Heng also later learned that this guy was married and the father of two children, his feelings for Simon were more like admiration and admiration, and he simply felt uncomfortable when he saw his idol always get together with a suspicious guy.

So the right thing to do is actually as long as he doesn't do anything, and after a long time, he silently accepts the reality in front of him, and a wave of anger like Simon will provoke Weller's rebellious psychology.

However, the girl also has good intentions, and Zhang Heng certainly can't blame her, especially considering that the latter has been living in the mountains with his grandfather before, and the way to express his likes and dislikes is more direct than that of the single-celled Weller.

In contrast, it is the talent like the female doctor Maggie that makes Zhang Heng feel more tricky, he has no idea what the woman is thinking, she is like the best actor, sometimes even she can't help believing in her superb acting skills, so Zhang Heng has always been a little wary of Maggie.

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The guerrillas launched a third wave of the offensive forty minutes later.

The Finns played another trick, this time not directly attacking the Soviet positions, but two snipers attacked first, attracting most of the local firepower, and then the partisans suddenly burst out from the other side and took the opposite side by surprise.

Simon, on the other hand, continued to play steadily, focusing on the opposing machine gunners.

Even Zhang Heng on the side secretly released a few shots, but now that the battlefield is raining bullets, the target is much farther away than when he was training, and he himself doesn't know where the bullets of these shots flew, until the system sound sounded in his ears.

[Successfully kill an enemy, game points +5, you can go to the character panel to view the relevant information......]

Zhang Heng realized that he had hit someone, as for whether it was the target he was aiming at, only God knows.