Leaning against the slightly cold wall, the rain outside made the room a little cold. Chris leaned against the wall, feeling the chill.

From time to time, the rain outside the window was blown in by the wind and hit the floor with a clattering sound.

The glass had long since broken and gone, and no one had cleaned it on the floor. It was the ruins of a half-collapsed building, and it didn't need to be cleaned up at all.

"This damn rain." Holding the binoculars in his hand, Daddy Buck looked at the Soviet soldiers who were attacking the German positions in the distance, and complained in his hand.

The Soviet soldiers fell one by one under the strafing of bullets, and the distant sound of gunfire was even covered by the sound of rain.

The sound of those distant weapons firing was intermittent in the sky, and it was not really audible at all. The Germans had apparently adapted to the rainy weather, and the cost of the Soviet attack was even greater.

"It's too far away...... If they're nearby, we might be able to help. Chris said listlessly.

They were leaning against the ruins, and in the distance there was a battalion of German infantry, all reluctant to move their positions and move in such weather.

The Soviets on the opposite side also seemed to prefer the ruins in the distance, desperately attacking the German line over there.

On the contrary, it is here, quietly, without much movement. It's just that the more this happens, the more nervous the nearby German troops become.

The fact that the enemy does not attack does not mean that this is a safe place, and perhaps a larger attack is brewing in a quiet direction.

"Phew!" In the midst of the rain, a crisp gunshot suddenly sounded, not the intermittent gunfire that was masked by the rain in the distance, but a very clear sound.

"Southeast!" Chris sat up from the corner at once, clutching his sniper rifle and frowning at a window on his right.

Daddy quickly moved his position, put down the binoculars and lay on the ground, cautiously moved to the place where there were two windows away from the window where he was just now, leaned against the wall, and observed the surrounding scene with the rest of his eyes.

Ciric was more cautious, he was in a relatively safe bedroom room, and he didn't poke his head out.

He is still there, waiting for the alarm crisis to be lifted, or for a more dangerous signal to arrive.

There were no bullets nearby, and Chris heard the gunshots, but not the crackling sound of bullets hitting the surroundings.

So he was almost certain that the shot wasn't coming at them, but at something else.

However, the sound of the shooting was not too far away, which alerted them. This is a battlefield, and those who are not alert when they hear the gunshots are really idiots.

"Chris, is it a Mauser rifle?" Leaning against the corner, Daddy glanced at most of the block out of the corner of his eye, and then lowered his voice to call Chris with a rifle.

Chris shook his head and replied, "The rain is too distracting, I don't know if it's the Mauser rifle or the Mosin Nagant!" ”

If it was a normal day, he could easily tell what kind of rifle was fired. This is not a special skill, as long as you listen to it too much, anyone can tell it.

Daddy Buck didn't hear the gunshots clearly because of the interference of the rain, so he asked Chris.

"Phew!" Just as the three of them were silent, waiting patiently, a second gunshot rang out.

"Phew! Bang! "Several shots in a row, closer and closer, and the sound of continuous firing made the side immediately commotion.

"It's Mosin Nagant!" Chris immediately heard the second gunshot from a Soviet standard rifle, Mosin Nagant.

The ensuing gunfire was even more recognizable, these were the sounds of the Mauser 98K rifles in the hands of the surrounding German infantrymen!

It was the sound of the German army blindly returning fire, and the snipers of the Soviets fired two shots, which seemed to hit the German soldiers, so there was a retaliatory fire.

Perhaps the ordinary infantrymen did not know where the enemy was, so they could only fire indiscriminately to embolden themselves, or pretend to have spotted the other side and open fire to cover the retreat of their comrades from dangerous places.

"The gunfire is in the southeast, about 2 o'clock!" With the second shot, Chris judged the approximate position of the Soviet gunners to open fire.

"Recently, there have been more and more Soviet snipers." Not daring to poke his head out, Ciric leaned against the wall and grumbled.

They had to be cautious every time they went out, and they heard that a squad of snipers had been ambushed by Soviet snipers, and many of them had been attritional.

Because the German squads all operated on the basis of three people, the walkie-talkie was destroyed in time, but this kind of personnel loss was also a headache.

Because of this, the nearest sniper detachment of the German army acted very carefully to avoid heavy losses.

"I'm aiming! I can't see him yet......" Chris muttered, but his eyes were already resting on the four-fold magnified scope, slowly searching for the enemy's location.

Everyone kept their mouths shut, and Daddy Buck was waiting there with his own sniper rifle, waiting for Chris to find the Soviet sniper who was firing.

"That's it! I found it...... He was at the apex of that pile of ruins in gray...... You aim for him, I'll look for his secondary shooter! Chris moved his gun slowly, slowly, and the rain was still pouring down outside. He spoke slowly, as if he was afraid of scaring his opponent away.

Daddy Buck took two steps back, picked up his rifle in the room, and aimed it at the Soviet shooter who had revealed his position.

He waited, waited for Chris to find another person, and the two of them opened fire as much as they could, eliminating the Soviet sniper team.

"I found ...... Aim...... Fire! Chris held his rifle and gave the order to open fire to Daddy.

"Phew! Bang! "Two men went one after the other, and fired two fatal bullets. The bullet passed through the rain curtain and flew into the distance.

Inside Daddy's scope, a Soviet sniper with a Mosin Nagant rifle spurted a stream of blood and fell into place.

The co-shooter who was in charge of the lookout reconnaissance not far away was hit by Chris's bullet before he could react.

In Chris's scope, the secondary shooter struggled to get to his feet, but was unsuccessful, and after two shivers, he never moved again.

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