Chapter 487: Silent Killing
The snowy night in the Ural Mountains could not stop the steps of outsiders, and the snowflakes in the sky could not block Katyusha's razor-sharp vision, and even in the dark night, her supernatural vision could see any target three hundred yards away, without the help of any auxiliary light source!
As Russia's number one marksman, Major Katyusha received the army's highest sniper medal of merit, all thanks to her grandfather, the most famous sniper of the Soviet Union and patriotic hero Vahiri. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In the well-known Battle of Stalingrad, the Red Army soldier Vahili is famous for killing more than 200 German Nazi soldiers, and in the subsequent peak duel, after three days of lurking, he successfully killed the chief sniper king of the German army, his sniper experience trained thousands of snipers for the former Soviet Union, and in the post-war world, tens of thousands of people still died at the hands of his disciples and grandchildren.
Vahiri's outstanding talent as a sniper is not only due to his calm and stoic personality, but also due to his eagle-like eyes. Based on this unique pedigree, the young Katyusha also grew up to become Russia's undisputed king of snipers, fighting better than his grandfather in the dark.
Her light blue eyes are extraordinary, and her sniper rifle fires at a speed comparable to that of a pistol.
Coupled with the advantage of height, the one-meter-long long legs, the sniper is lifted without effort, the height is long, the front arch is backward, and the military uniform is put on, giving people an extremely cold, wild and restrained visual enjoyment.
However, it is precisely because of her outstanding skills and feared family situation that even in the Alpha special forces, those Russian men who were born and died did not dare to offend Katyusha, but only stayed away.
Seeing Tolkien winceing and honestly putting on her hood, Katyusha withdrew her sniper rifle, and just as her eyes were about to leave the scope, her pupils suddenly dilated!
Tolkien, standing in the snow, fell backwards on his back, his tall body heavily planted in the snow, splashing a puff of snow foam, and without any struggle, he remained motionless.
What happened? Katyusha's vigilant eyes searched quickly, but saw an even more terrifying sight. Her comrades-in-arms, the alpha special soldiers, fell silently in the snowy mountains, without even shouting warning and despair, weak as lambs waiting to be slaughtered, without the power to fight back!
In the dark night, the scattered snowflakes make this silent scene extremely weird and terrifying, and in the darkness there seems to be a god of death wielding a sickle, mercilessly harvesting every life!
Katyusha, who had never experienced fear on the battlefield, felt the feeling of being surrounded by death for the first time, and those fallen teammates, each of whom had undergone a hellish tempering of life and death, had been tempered in the ice wilderness of Siberia, and was so fragile that she had no last words until she died.
Where is the enemy? Who is the murderer? I didn't hear the sound of gunshots or bullets, I didn't see the shadow of the murderer, and it didn't help if I had a pair of eagle eyes! Seeing the special forces soldiers fall one by one, Katyusha's heart swelled with a deep sense of powerlessness, and within a radius of two hundred yards, no one stood for a few seconds!
Fear and horror surrounded Katyusha, and the air changed in an instant
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