After arranging everyone's responsibilities, as the first group, Huang Zhi had to rush out of the protection of the reef and march towards the temporary bunker set up by the first echelon fifty meters ahead.

When Huang Zhi was in college, his 50-meter score was 6.5 seconds, which was not bad. But at this moment, the weight is forty pounds, and the sand under his feet is not hard, and there are potholes, and these fifty meters directly took him about twenty seconds. Finally ran to the bunker position unscathed, and Huang Zhi began to scold the irresponsible film and television directors.

Whether it is the East or the West, in those film and television works of individual heroism, the undead masters can dodge bullets and run faster than the enemy's gun barrel turns a little bit of angle. The enemy is a pig except for the sniper, and he doesn't know how to calculate the amount in advance, not to mention that he can't hit a moving target, and he can't even hit a fixed target with an ambush sneak attack.

When he really went to the battlefield today, Huang Zhi realized the distance of life. That short fifty meters made him wish it was only five meters or even fifty centimeters. Don't even think about what kind of zigzag run, you will turn the corner, and the enemy will also throw the barrel of the gun; You take a step to the side, long enough time for the barrel of an enemy gun to flick back and forth, leaving two rows of bullets on you. Running in a straight line is to cherish life, and if you stay in an open area for a second, you will be in danger of being killed.

These are the original words of the Master Chief to him, "Recruit, remember! Unless you see a bullet in front of you, no matter what happens, you can't stop, go straight to cover and rush straight ahead. ”

This short fifty meters has made Huang Zhi experience a lot. With so many people in motion on a battlefield at the same time, the enemy usually chooses the most suspicious and obvious targets to strike. The more concise your moves are, the less likely they are to attract firepower.

As the "rookie threshold" of the third night, most of the newcomers who died on the battlefield of hot weapons were poisoned by those personal heroism films and televisions, and when they came up, they played snake walking, playing rolling, and ran the thirty-second distance into one minute, forcing the enemy who had ignored him to give him a shuttle of bullets.

Immediately after running to the bunker was the demoman James, the black man, who carried the blaster behind him, threw off his stride, and rumbled over like a tank, taking only half the time of Huang Zhi. It's just that his final baseball sliding action was too violent and almost broke Huang Zhi's ribs.

"What's the matter, I said you hurt your foot, you can't run away from me!" The big black man also showed off vigorously.

Huang Zhi could only rub his chest helplessly and nodded.

After a few moments, the group of three reached the bunker, which was still 250 meters away from the bunker and had to climb a dirt slope. The second group went in the other direction, and the third group of the master chief had to look at the results of the first two groups before deciding how to act.

Thirty meters away from the bunker, there was a small reef in front of the right, big enough to hide from three people, and that was the next target of the group. Huang Zhi, who had already learned his experience, only took ten seconds this time, but as the distance closes, the probability of him receiving the attention of the enemy will become higher and higher, and the road behind will not be so easy to walk.

At this time, the seaside heights had basically been plowed all over by the mortars of the beach-grabbing troops, and there were basically no firepower points except for a few pillboxes. Next, Huang Zhi only needs to pay attention to whether the bunker he is responsible for is eyeing him.

One group moved 70 metres further, and halfway through the journey, the beach began to steepen, with an inclination from 30 degrees to 60 degrees. There are advantages and disadvantages to such a terrain, the advantage is that the front bunker has a shooting blind spot to use, as long as you find the opponent's shooting blind spot, you can get a safer action route; The disadvantage is that the speed of progress will be slower, and if another bunker not far away discovers the situation here and assists in time, one group will be killed.

It turns out that no veteran of six or seven years of war is a fool, and one group is targeted by another bunker. As for why the enemy hasn't fired at them yet, it's just that they want to do it once and for all. And the group that was slowly moving in the dead end of the bunker shooting in front of them did not know their fate.

Ten minutes later, the group advanced to a distance of only fifty meters from the bunker in front of them, and by this time the ground had reached a slope of sixty degrees, and each meter of progress was like climbing a mountain. And the side bunkers also thought that the time was ripe, and the little rats that were eating under their noses should have almost exhausted their physical strength, and the gunshots rang out.

A few seconds before that, Huang Zhi felt the same feeling he had when he was targeted by a bandit shooter last night. Without hesitation, he didn't care about his position at this time, and just lay down. The rocks beneath him made him groan.

A row of bullets swept past him, and Huang Zhi was fine. James was shot, right in the neck artery. He didn't die right away, but watched in disbelief as his blood spurted out. James tried to block the artery with his hand, which was spurting at least fifty milliliters of blood per second, but to no avail, and after a few seconds he felt dizzy.

His mouth moved towards Huang Zhi, and it could be seen from the shape of his mouth, "I'm going to die." But he couldn't make a sound. James was so angry that he simply stood up and prepared to continue to charge forward, but he had just taken the first step before he fell. The blaster rolled off his hand and landed at Huang Zhi's feet.

"If he hadn't snatched the position of the demoman, I would have been the one who fell here now......" Huang Zhi didn't know whether to mourn for this noisy black man or feel sorry for himself. Goodbye, Brother Jamie! He called out the other person's nickname for the first time.

If you can't show your head, if you show your head, you will die. Although the people in the bunker were not snipers, with the current terrain, Huang Zhi could not move even a little. Time passed minute by minute, and Huang Zhi didn't even know the life or death of his other comrade-in-arms, Bob, just lying on his stomach quietly. Although this will affect the progress of this beachhead, it can save his life.

Besides, it's not that he's cowardly, it's that there's really nothing he can do. So he could only lie motionless on his stomach, letting James's blood soak through his clothes.

After a few more minutes, there was a loud noise on the right, Huang Zhi's heart moved, and he looked over there, only to see that the only bunker that could threaten him had been uprooted.

"Bob, are you still there?" Huang Zhi picked up the blaster and whispered to the back.

"Yes, I'm still here." It seems that this guy is not an impulsive fool either.

"Well, now that the bunker on the right is gone, it's time for us to act. I'm in charge of the blasting, you cover! ”

After another ten minutes, Huang Zhi was five meters away from the bunker in front, but the short distance in front was uncovered, and he was completely exposed to the fire control of the bunker. He probed his head for a moment, then made a roundabout gesture to Bob behind him from the left.

There was already a pillbox that had been removed, and the right side was no longer protected, making the German troops in this pillbox in front of him quite sensitive, and it was certain to die if they approached it head-on. This bunker shares a tunnel with the other bunker in charge of the second group on the left, and from a psychological analysis, the German troops in the bunker have a sense of security on the left side, so the degree of attention is slightly weaker. As an excellent marketer, Huang Zhi also has a little knowledge of psychology.

Of course, it is also dangerous to take a detour to the left, as it will expose their whereabouts to the pillbox on the left. However, nothing on the battlefield can ensure absolute certainty, and sometimes it is necessary to gamble. At this moment, Huang Zhi wanted to bet that the other party could not pay attention to this direction all the time, and he only needed a few seconds.

In fact, the winning odds of this gamble were still very high, so Huang Zhi succeeded. After successfully blasting the bunker, he was knocked unconscious by a blasting rock.

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When he woke up again, Huang Zhi found that he had returned to the snail house. The third night, known as the "rookie threshold", was successfully spent by him.

"But was the Normandy landings so easy to complete? Just blow up a bunker......" he didn't believe.

At this time, it was the second half of the night, and the phone was still charging on the table, and there were more than a dozen missed calls on it. At this time, he was not in the mood to care whether those calls were important or not, Huang Zhi turned on the computer, intending to check the information of the Normandy landing to answer the doubts in his heart.

On June 6, 1944, also known as "D-Day", the Allies launched a beach-grabbing campaign in Normandy. At the same time, several airborne divisions were involved, assisting from the rear of the enemy. From the armband pattern in Huang Zhi's memory, he learned that the U.S. military unit he served in this battle was the 90th Division, which was in charge of Utah Beach. Thanks to the cooperation of the 101st Airborne Division, Utah Beach was the smoothest of all the five beach rush points, with less than 200 casualties.

"Less than two hundred ......," Huang Zhi pouted.

He saw James fall beside him, and he saw with his own eyes that as soon as he landed, their boat had lost eight men, and the overall casualties were less than two hundred. If it's not official data falsification, then his luck is too low. As the first two echelons of the landing and beach grabbing, the pressure is the greatest, and basically all casualties are concentrated here.

And by the time they blew up the bunkers, the Germans on Utah Beach had completely lost their resistance under the front and rear attacks. This is also the reason why Huang Zhi was still able to spend the rest of his time safely after being unconscious.

In other words, the most relaxed Utah Beach almost killed Huang Zhi, so if he was placed on Omaha Beach, which was the bloodiest and also the setting of "Saving Private Rennes", I am afraid that he would really be blocked by the "newcomer threshold".

At the same time, after the second night's village guard, the Normandy beach rush on the third night was again met by snipers. Had it not been for the hapless snipers who had not escaped the indiscriminate mortar bombardment, the casualties on Utah Beach would have been more than that, and history would have been rewritten.

Huang Zhi finally understood why Chen Xiang wanted him to become a team member with unique skills for long-range attacks, which really helped the team a lot. Although he could not remember the specifics, he had heard of a sniper in World War II who held an entire infantry division in its footing. Therefore, the role of the Sniper is much more than ordinary killing, but exists as a strategic weapon.

However, it is too late to consider these at this time, the exclusive skill has been designated as "social", and Huang Zhi can only make up for it by learning archery and shooting combat skills in the future. But as the ancestors of the dream world said, there is no comparison between ordinary combat skills and exclusive skills, and there is not much need to upgrade even when there is no surplus of points.

Men are afraid of entering the wrong industry, women are afraid of marrying the wrong man, but people in their dreams are afraid of wrong or useless exclusive skills.

At this time, the morning sun had risen, but Huang Zhi's heart was a haze, and he couldn't see the way forward at all.