Early in the morning,

Lieutenant General William Einfurt rubbed his eyes and walked out of the commander's tent, yawning and stretching, and his men noticed that his dark circles were worse.

A staff officer, who also got up early, said worriedly: "Division commander, you look very bad, or ...... Sleep a little longer, right? ”

"I'm fine, time waits for no one, let the orderly blow the bugle and get ready to go."

"Which one are we going to take on the fork in the road ahead?"

"I've studied the map, and if I go south, I can avoid the enemy's two bunkers, and I can also close the distance with friendly forces, the only drawback is that I need to cross the river."

The commander of the engineer company patted his chest and said; "Isn't it just a bridge, it's a matter of wrapping up on us!"

At nine o'clock in the morning, the troops continued to advance, and on the march in the mountainous terrain, they encountered a total of 22 great attacks.

The 12th Mountain Division suffered 129 casualties and 181 wounded, killing more than 300 enemy raiders.

In such a complex combat environment, and the enemy is dark and we are clear, this kind of record is already quite outstanding, but the casualties are still casualties, and the loss of comrades is always uncomfortable.

A week later, the sappers broke down the enemy's fence and passed through a narrow valley crevice, and the front suddenly cleared, and they finally stepped out of the massive mountains and into the plains.

Directly in front of them was a shady wetland, where drinking beasts could be seen everywhere, and migratory birds chirped in the air, as if celebrating the completion of their dangerous brigade school

"Brothers and sisters of the 12th Division! Half of the most difficult journey has been completed, and the big guys work harder, and victory is in sight! William shouted.

The morale of the troops was greatly boosted, and they camped that night next to a large area of reeds,

In order to celebrate the victory, William ordered the wine to be opened, the smell of alcohol was in the air, people sang and danced around the campfire, and all the game they had hunted was made into a roast meat, which would be perfect if there were fewer mosquitoes.

Thanks to the favor of the god of luck, he was not attacked by the enemy for the whole time, but the good times were short-lived, and he was shot coldly one afternoon.

The target of the attack was apparently the high-ranking officers of the Mountain Division, who had already gathered important figures behind the human wall, protecting the command system of the troops with their flesh and blood.

Three light infantry were slightly wounded, a grenadier corporal was shot in the thigh and died of blood loss, a scout and his hound were both killed, and the enemy wanted to run away when they saw that they had not succeeded.

Fortunately, our sniper team played bravely and quickly counterattacked after the enemy opened fire to expose the location, killing 9 rebel soldiers who were ambushed in the reeds.

After burying his comrades, William honored the exploits of the snipers and awarded their captain the Meritorious Service Medal of the Expeditionary Force of the Third Class.

The recipient of the medal was a middle-aged man in his forties, who took off his military cap and had a bare head, tanned skin, and the fabric on the shoulders of his military uniform was worn out by the butt of his gun.

"Mr. Falcao Ronteny, thank you for the cover of your sniper fire, otherwise I, the division commander, would have been put down by the enemy's cold guns."

Captain Falcao gave a standard military salute; "You've overdone it, Your Excellency, it's our sniper's duty."

"I listened to them, you hit a running enemy at a distance of 100 meters, what a great marksmanship."

"Normally, thanks to the new rifled rifle designed by your father, the Marquis of Dalí, the accuracy is far beyond that of ordinary smoothbore flintlock pistols, and if you give me a broken gun like the enemy, no matter how good the marksmanship is, it will be blind."

"Haha, you're too modest!" William laughed and shook the captain's hand again.

"Mr. Falcao, what do you think it takes to be a good sniper?"

"Well, there is no doubt that the eyesight must be good, you can't see far, you can't see clearly, then don't talk about aiming and shooting.

The hands should be steady, not trembling, patient, lying in place and concentrating, with these are almost enough,

Oh, by the way, there is another point, which is the test of actual combat,

Especially the feeling after each melt kill, for rookie snipers, it takes a lot of courage to take the first step of sniping, which is crucial.

Even today's most advanced rifled rifles have an optimal range of no more than 200 meters, and close-quarters combat is commonplace, with most battles taking place between 30 and 100 meters, and you can always see the death of all your targets.

You have to get used to the scene of a burst of brains or a run of stomach and intestines, and if the guilt is too great and you can't calm down for a long time, it will be clear that the student is not suitable to be a soldier at all.

If that's the case, I'll persuade him, son, you still want to be a soldier with your glass heart? Go home and farm as soon as possible! ”

This topic caught William's attention: "So, what about your first kill?" ”

Falcao was stunned for a second: "It's the first time I've killed someone, it's nothing special, at that time, our Valsta was still a principality, and we were still fighting with the noble allies,

I killed a stunned young man who rushed towards me without any discomfort, and then witnessed the female instructor next to me being shot by the enemy. ”

"She's your mentor?"

"That's right, her name is Yanni, she is the mentor of the New Army Teaching Corps, she is very patient with us students, she is very popular, and everyone loves her.

She is a good instructor who is serious and energetic...... Although severe, he never physically punished us, such a good person, who was shot alive next to me, and his brain burst into my face, slimy......

How can this be endured! So our New Army Teaching Corps was determined to avenge her, and rushed out like crazy.

I killed three of my enemies in that battle and was promoted to the rank of sergeant, which was a kind of discovery of my marksmanship.

Since then, nothing can stop me,

Every time I pulled the trigger, I never hesitated or lost any longer, because I knew that every mercy for the enemy was cruelty to my own compatriots. ”

"I have to thank Instructor Lady Yanni for teaching such a talent to our Imperial Army!" William lowered his head and clasped the medal on the other's chest, "I learned a lot from talking to you. ”

"Your Excellency, you are the son of the Marquis's family or the son-in-law of His Majesty the Emperor, there is no need to use the honorific title 'you' for us soldiers."

"Courtesy is the armor of gentlemen, Mr. Falcao,

You are the same age as my father, you have been through ten great battles, and you are covered in the scars of glory, and I should respect you. ”

"I have long heard that the Einfoot family is humble and courteous, and it really lives up to its reputation.

You are young, but you have more experience than us veterans, and this is not a sycophancy. Mr. Falcao smiled and said:

"Your Excellency, when I saw your eyes, I knew that you were injured and here."

Holding down his heart, he saluted William, and ran after his company.

Legend of the Heroes of Valstad