"Comrade commander, please wait a moment, I'll ask them right away." With that, I gently rested the microphone on the table and walked briskly over to Vasi. After glancing at the two stretchers on the ground, I saw that the warrior lying on it was covered in blood, the soldier on the stretcher on the left was still moaning softly, and the soldier on the stretcher on the right was lying motionless. Seeing this, I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, and secretly said Did he sacrifice? I withdrew my gaze, looked at Vasily, who had a wolf face, and asked in a low and hurried voice: "Comrade Ensign, tell me what happened?" ”

Unexpectedly, Vasily actually sat on the ground with his butt on his butt, and the sniper rifle rolled aside, and he didn't care, just buried his head in his chest and pulled his hair desperately with both hands.

Seeing Vasily's gaffe, Kirillov walked up to me and asked aloud at the commanders and fighters standing next to the stretcher: "Who can tell me what happened?" ”

"Report to the regimental comrade commissar," a lieutenant came out of the crowd, and after raising his hand to salute us, he respectfully reported: "We are from the 308th Infantry Division, and when we passed by the Yelman district, we unexpectedly saw this second lieutenant, and two fighters who fell to the ground. And in a ruin on the opposite side, where it was obvious that there were enemy snipers hidden, I quickly led people to rush over. The enemy snipers, apparently outnumbered us, hurriedly fired two shots, and after knocking down two of our fighters, fled through the hidden passage. After driving away the enemy snipers, I returned to the second lieutenant, and after questioning, learned that he was from an independent division. He and two other wounded fighters were sent back. ”

After listening to the other party's report. Kirillov nodded. Then he walked over and shook the lieutenant's hand, and said in a friendly manner: "Thank you, comrade lieutenant, thank you and your men for sending our snipers back." ”

The lieutenant stretched out his hands and shook Kirillov, and then asked politely: "Comrade political commissar of the regiment, since the person has been sent here, can I leave?" ”

"Go ahead, Comrade Lieutenant." Kirillov said to him with a smile: "I represent all the instructors of the independent division. Thank you again. ”

The lieutenant saluted us again, then turned and left with his men.

I looked at Vasily, who was still sitting on the ground pulling his hair and looking pained, walked back to the table, picked up the microphone resting on the table, put it to my ear, sighed softly, and said to Chuikov, who had not yet hung up the phone: "Comrade commander, Vasily. Second Lieutenant Zaitsev returned. ”

"I know, I know. You have just told me that Second Lieutenant Vasily and his comrades have returned. "Chuikov probably didn't hear the movement in the headquarters. Still excitedly said, "How about it, did they take out the enemy's snipers?" ”

I was already worried about how to report this to Chuikov, and when he asked, I didn't know how to answer.

"What's wrong with you, Comrade Oshanina, why didn't you speak?" From the receiver of the phone, Chuikov's dissatisfied voice came out, "I ask you, how is the situation with Second Lieutenant Vasily, have you taken out the enemy's snipers?" ”

"No, Comrade Commander." I replied in a vague whisper.

Chuikov was obviously not satisfied with my answer, and he exclaimed angrily: "What's wrong with you, why is your voice so small, is there something wrong with your voice?" ”

"I beg your pardon, Comrade Commander." Hearing that Chuikov was angry, I raised my voice and said with some difficulty: "Ensign Vasily they are back, and they did not take out the snipers of the Germans. After a pause, I added, "To be precise, only Second Lieutenant Vasily returned unharmed, while the other two snipers, one killed and the other wounded." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Chuikov asked.

I glanced at Ensign Vasily, who was still in a state of gaffe, and replied to Chuikov somewhat helplessly and briefly: "Ensign Vasily's feelings are very unstable, and I can't figure out what happened for the time being. ”

"Then report to me as soon as you find out what's going on! Do you understand? Chuikov commanded categorically.

"Yes, Comrade Commander." I quickly agreed.

"I order, you must kill the German sniper within two days." After saying this, there was no sound in the receiver, and he should have hung up the phone directly.

I put down the phone, walked up to Vasily again, bent down and picked up the sniper rifle that had fallen to the ground. After I stood up straight, and saw that Vasily still had that decadent expression, I couldn't help but be nameless and yelled at him: "Second Lieutenant Vasily, stand up." ”

Vasily shuddered from my roar, and he looked up in horror and looked nervously at me, while his hands were pulling his hair down. I wanted to be angry with him, but seeing his pitiful appearance, I couldn't bear it, so I lowered my voice and repeated what I had just said: "Second Lieutenant Vasily, if you are still a man, stand up." ”

Kirillov and Akhromeyev, who were standing nearby, hurriedly bent over, and one of them took one of his arms around him and helped him get up from the ground. And Bandereev, who was standing silently next to him, instructed Basmanov: "Comrade Major, find a few fighters to come in and carry these two stretchers out first." ”

When Vasily was helped by Kirillov and Akhromeyev to sit down at the table, I walked over, put his sniper rifle on the table, and whispered to Akhromeyev to find some wine, because I knew that in a corner of the house there were several jugs full of vodka, and when they stayed up all night, they would take a few sips.

After Akhromeyev left, I bowed my head and asked Vasily with a pleasant face: "Comrade Ensign, can you tell me what happened?" ”

Before Vasily could speak, Akhromeyev returned to us and handed the jug with the lid unscrewed in front of Vasily. Vasily snatched the kettle, tilted his head and gulped the spicy vodka down his throat. Maybe it was pouring too hard, choking him and coughing violently.

Akhromeyev took the kettle in his hand in one hand. One hand gently patted him on the back. Wait until his coughing stops. Akhromeyev cautiously asked: "Comrade Ensign." Are you feeling better? ”

Second Lieutenant Vasily nodded vigorously, thanked Akhromeyev with difficulty, and began to tell us what had happened today: "Comrade division commander, this morning we have been ordered by you to go to the Yelman district to search for possible German snipers. When we entered a building, we noticed a German three-wheeled motorcycle in the distance, with the exception of two motorcyclists on board. There was also an officer wearing a large-brimmed hat.

Seeing this, Corporal Morozov took the initiative to say to me: 'Look, Comrade Ensign, there is a three-wheeled motorcycle with three enemies on it, and we can destroy one by one. ’

Sergeant Shaikin echoed him: 'Yes, Comrade Ensign, we don't know where the German snipers are hiding anyway, so it's not too late to kill these Germans first.' ’

I heard the two of them say this, and I thought about it. I don't think it will take much time to eliminate these Germans, and it will definitely not affect our search for German snipers. He nodded in agreement.

So we found our own sniper points in the building and hid them, and as agreed beforehand, I fired the first shot to kill the motorcyclist, Corporal Morozov fired the second shot to eliminate the German soldier sitting behind the driver, and Sergeant Shaikin was responsible for killing the German officer.

When the German motorcycles saw under our building, I opened fire decisively. The driver of the motorcycle was accurately hit, and the bullet drilled through his forehead, dragged blood foam diagonally through the back of his head, and shot into the forehead of the soldier behind him by inertia. The motorcycle, which suddenly lost control, crashed into the side of the road, and before the German officer sitting in the sidecar could figure out what had happened, the bullet fired by Sergeant Shaikin killed him. ……”

"It's amazing, it's amazing." When Kirillov heard this, he couldn't help but be amazed, "It's amazing to kill two German soldiers with one shot." ”

"Comrade Commissar, please be quiet." I hurriedly interrupted Kirillov, who was a little excited, and said in a steady tone: "Among the friendly troops, there is a man named Lyudmila. Pavlitschko's female sniper, she killed 309 German soldiers during the defense of Sevastopol. As far as I know, she once set a record of killing three Germans with one shot, but in the end, her superiors only destroyed one enemy with this shot. ”

Hearing what I said, Pantai Leyev and Akhromeyev were stunned, and Kirillov's expression was even more exaggerated, he actually jumped up from his seat and asked in surprise: "Comrade division commander, are you sure you heard correctly, it's 309 and not 39?" ”

"There can be no mistake, my comrade commissar." I said lightly: "According to the information I received, she was wounded in battle, and it was Comrade Stalin who personally instructed the Navy to pick her up from Sevastopol and send her to Moscow for treatment. ”

"Comrade division commander, don't you know where this female sniper is now?" As soon as I finished speaking, Bandeleyev asked cautiously.

All I know about Lyudmila is the number of snipers she made in battle, and later became a rear admiral, and I don't really know where she was at this time. However, I vaguely remember that after she recovered from her injury, she was sent to the United States for a visit, so I could only say vaguely: "I don't know much about her specific situation." I just heard that Moscow has organized a youth delegation that will visit Wèn in the United States, and this female sniper named Lyudmila is also one of the members of the delegation. Having said this, in order to prevent them from continuing to dwell on this issue, I urged Vasily, "Comrade Second Lieutenant, continue with your affairs today. ”

Vasily was shocked by what I had just said, and his face was always filled with surprise, and when he heard me call him, he recovered from his state of distraction, took a deep breath, and continued the story that had not yet been finished: "After destroying three Germans, we moved on to the pre-selected sniper point.

The sniper point was a bombed-out two-story hospital outpatient department, and a section of the corridor in the middle had been blown off by a bomb, creating a gap about two meters wide, and the only way to get to the sniper point was to jump over.

We jumped over the gap and hid at the sniper point. After a few hours, small units of German troops were seen passing by from time to time. Because they are more numerous. So we didn't shoot. Until noon. An armored car was parked nearby, and two German officers got out of the car, leaning on the side of the car and smoking, and we found the target of the sniper and shot them decisively.

The German soldiers who remained in the armored car saw that the commander outside the car was killed by us, and immediately turned the machine gun on the car and fired at us. The bullets sent debris flying from the walls, but Sergeant Shaikin, who had been lying on his sniper position, did not move. He fired a shot unhurriedly, and the discharged bullet hit the heavy in the forehead, and the frantic shooting of the machine gun came to an abrupt halt.

At this point, Sergeant Shaikin turned to me and said, 'Comrade Second Lieutenant, our sniper point is exposed, let's go to the next one.' ’

We packed our weapons and turned around and headed back down the hallway. When we reached the breach, Sergeant Shaikin threw the three of us in our backpacks and then jumped over first. I wanted to jump first, but Corporal Morozov said he wanted to try it with me. See who jumps farther. I didn't refuse, so he stood on the outside side of the hallway. And I'm standing on the inside. The two of us took a few steps back to run and jump, and just as we flew over the gap, I felt some warm liquid splash on my neck.

When I landed, I found that only Shaikin was standing beside me, and Corporal Morozov was nowhere to be seen. As I was about to continue my search for his whereabouts, Shaikin grabbed me by the arm, pulled me down, and whispered, 'Second Lieutenant, squat down, you're an enemy sniper.' ’

After I squatted down, I touched my neck, and the palm of my hand was covered in blood. I immediately understood that just now when we were jumping over the gap, the German snipers hiding nearby had opened fire on us, and Corporal Morozov had unfortunately been shot, and his blood was splashed on my neck.

I lay on the ground and cautiously looked downstairs, and saw Corporal Morozov lying on his back on a pile of rubble of masonry like a big word, and his head was covered in blood.

I retracted my head and asked Shaikin in a low voice: 'Comrade sergeant, do you know where the German snipers are?' ’

Shaikin, with his back against the wall, replied in a low voice: 'From the direction where the bullets are coming, the German snipers should be hiding in the direction of three o'clock. ’

Listening to Shaikin's words, I tried to recall the terrain I had observed on the way here, and found that on the opposite side was an abandoned factory building, and the German snipers had enough space to change their hiding positions after shooting, and it was difficult to kill him. In desperation, I could only give Shaikin an order to transfer, intending to come back and snatch Corporal Morozov's body back at the right time.

We wandered around for a few more hours, and I figured that the German snipers should have moved, so I returned to the outpatient building with Shaikin and found the body of Corporal Morozov on the rubble on the first floor, which the two of us carried back in turn.

As we turned into the next block, I was walking too fast and didn't pay attention to my feet, and I tripped over the ground. Just as I leaned forward, I felt something hit the helmet on my head, and it rolled to the side. As soon as I fell to the ground, I knew that I had encountered a German sniper, and hurriedly shouted at Shaikin, who was following me: 'Lie down, sniper.' ’

When Shaikin heard my shout, he threw himself on the ground, and Morozov's body, which was on his back, fell aside, but by this time we could no longer care about the bodies of our comrades, but lay behind the rubble not far away, talking in a low voice. I picked up the steel helmet on the ground and put it back on, and then said to Shaikin: 'Comrade sergeant, this German sniper is very accurate in marksmanship, and he knocked my steel helmet off with one shot, you have to be careful. ’

Shaikin replied in a low voice: 'Don't worry, second lieutenant, I'll find him.' With that, he tentatively slipped his sniper rifle out of the cracks in the rubble, carefully searching for a hiding place for the German snipers. After observing for a while, he said to me in surprise: 'Ensign, I have found him. He was in the direction of our two o'clock...... ' and before he could finish his sentence, I heard the sound of bullets sliding through the air, and the scope of his sniper rifle was shattered. Seeing Shaikin covering his face with his hands and rolling on the ground in pain, I couldn't help but be angry, and I didn't care about hiding, so I stood up and pulled the trigger in the direction where the bullet was flying.

After I fired two shots in a row, I quickly crouched down. Almost as I crouched, something hit my helmet hard. I was swept backwards by the tremendous inertia. He fell heavily to the ground. Here's what's next. I think you all know that it was the 308th Infantry Division that rushed forward regardless of casualties and drove away the German snipers, otherwise I might not have been able to come back. ”

After listening to Vasily's story, instead of comforting him, I asked rhetorically: "Second Lieutenant Vasily, the sniper I just said Lyudmila." Although she is a female soldier, she has achieved results that many male snipers cannot match. In my mind, you are an amazing sniper, and although you were sniped twice by German snipers today, you were lucky to survive, proving that the enemy cannot kill you. So I think you have to keep up with the task of sniping the German snipers. ”

"Comrade division commander, can I do it?" After listening to my words, Vasily asked in an uncertain tone.

"Yes, absolutely." My faith in Vasily. In fact, it all came from the movie "Soldiers in the City", although the German sniper and Vasily were in several battles. They all had the upper hand temporarily, but in the end they died at the hands of Vasily's guns. Even though it was only a film and television work, I felt that it was definitely based on a true story, so I was confident that Vasily would take out the enemy's sniper. "You immediately go to the company and pick two more snipers, and tomorrow I will accompany you on a mission."

After listening to my words, although Vasily's expression was still stern, I could see that his confidence was recovering and that he would be able to complete the task I had given him if he found the right assistant.

After Vasily left, I called Chuikov, repeated Vasily's words in the first place, and then added: "Comrade commander, I order Second Lieutenant Vasily to select two more assistants, and tomorrow we will continue to search for the whereabouts of the enemy sniper, and we will definitely kill this pesky enemy." ”

Chuikov listened to my words and was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "Comrade Oshanina, do you think that just by sending three snipers, you will be sure to take out the enemy's snipers?" It's so simple for you to think about. ”

Chuikov's words stunned me, three of us snipers against the enemy one sniper, and besides, Vasily. Zaitsev is a sniper genius who defends the sky, and the certainty of killing the German sniper is still quite large. However, in order to find out what Chuikov wanted to say, I humbly asked: "Comrade commander, I don't know what you mean?" ”

"The German sniper is very cunning, he will not be fooled." Chuikov said briefly: "You have to find a way to put a decoy in front of him so that he can honestly send himself to the guns of your snipers." ”

After Chuikov finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Seeing that I was holding the microphone in a daze, Pantai Laiev next to me couldn't help but ask curiously: "Comrade division commander, what did Comrade Commander say to you?" ”

I put down the phone and said: "Comrade Commander said that the German sniper is a veteran and very cunning, and it is not easy for our people to catch his whereabouts. So let's find a way to bait him so that he can obediently and actively get under the guns of our snipers. ”

Chuikov's ominous words made several of us fall into deep thought. After a long while, Akhromeyev broke the silence in the room with his mouth: "Comrade division commander, I would like to ask a question, when a sniper sees a group of enemies entering his sniper range, who will be the first to snipe?" ”

"Needless to say, of course it's an officer." Hearing Akhromeyev's question, Kirillov replied without thinking: "Ordinary soldiers are worthless, but sniping the commander of the unit can plunge this unit into chaos after losing its command." In addition to the officers, the next person to snipe is the machine gun shooter or gunner. ”

When Kirillov said this, a smile appeared on Akhromeyev's face. As soon as he waited for Kirillov to finish speaking, he immediately expressed his opinion: "Since the enemy wants to snipe our commanders, then we will prepare several commanders for him." When he is exposed, our snipers will be able to take him out without compromise. ”

"No, no." As soon as Akhromeyev's Jianyì finished speaking, Pantai Leev became anxious, "There are not many experienced commanders in the division, how can we let our commanders die in vain in order to eliminate a German sniper?" ”

When I saw that Bandereev was saying this, Akhromeyev smiled and said nothing, and I understood in my heart what he was considering, which was different from what Bandereev thought, and hurriedly came out to play a round and said: "Okay, comrade deputy division commander. Don't be in a hurry. Let's hear what the chief of staff has to say. Then he looked at Akhromeyev and said. Alright, Comrade Chief of Staff, don't sell it, and tell me what you think. ”

Seeing that I had seen through his little trick, Akhromeyev smiled embarrassedly, and then said to us: "I am going to find a few fighters, put on the uniform of an officer, and walk around the area where Ensign Vasily is lurking. to attract the attention of German snipers. If he had opened fire on our fake commanders, Ensign Vasily, who was hiding nearby, could have easily killed him. ”

"Comrade Oshanina, what is your opinion?" Kirillov, after listening to Akhromeyev's advice, did not express his opinion, but leaned sideways to ask for my opinion.

"I agree with the Chief of Staff. Personally, I think this option is feasible. "I unconditionally support Akhromeyev's proposal.

"And what about the soldiers there to pretend to be the commanders of the young children?" Kirillov then raised his second question.

"Draw from the guard barracks." Without thinking, I replied: "Take two squads out, led by Corporal Mikhailov, from tomorrow." Just walk around where Second Lieutenant Vasily is lurking. ”

I remember that in the movie, it was a political commissioner who automatically acted as a decoy. Attracted the attention of German snipers. When he was shot and fell, the German sniper, who had exposed his target, also became the ghost of Vasily's gun. However, I was reluctant to use the real commander as a decoy, so I could only bear the pain of letting the soldiers of the guard battalion take on this dangerous task.

The next day, Second Lieutenant Vasily took with him two other excellent snipers: Anatoly. Chekhov and Victor. Medvedev. According to Vasily, Medvedev is a sniper he taught by hand, and his sniping skills are also very good.

However, the German sniper was also a veteran, and it is not known whether he did not appear in the area where Second Lieutenant Vasily was lurking, or if he was not interested in the commander that Corporal Mikhailov was impersonating. By evening, Vasily they had returned disappointed with nothing.

On the third day, on the morning of October 30, Vasily and his men lurked in the Dzerzhinsky district, quietly waiting for the German snipers to take the bait. However, Mikhailov took a few fake officers and a dozen fighters and walked around the ruins several times, but the cunning German snipers still did not take the bait.

On the morning of the 31st, when Ensign Vasily and the others set off again, Chuikov's phone called, in which he impatiently asked: "Comrade Oshanina, how is the task I have entrusted to you?" You must know that in the past few days, at least two dozen more of our commanders and snipers have died under this sophisticated German sniper pistol. If you can't do this yet, I'll consider having someone else carry out the order. ”

When I heard Chuikov's words be so unkind, I could only reply respectfully: "Please rest assured, Comrade Commander, if I can't complete the tasks today, I will personally lead the team to carry out these tasks tomorrow, and I will never come back alive until I kill this sniper." ”

Unexpectedly, my words were only exchanged for Chuikov's words: "It's really inexplicable, don't you know that your command position is in the division headquarters?" Don't forget, you're still the deputy commander of the army. After saying that, he hung up the phone without saying anything.

I put down the phone, and Kirillov and the three of them gathered around. Kirillov asked with concern: "Comrade division commander, what's going on. Comrade Commander, is he angry because we have not completed the task for a long time? ”

I nodded, smiled wryly and said, "In the past two days, the German snipers have killed many of our commanders and snipers. In this case, anyone who changes it will get angry. ”

Akhromeyev said indignantly: "The commander also doesn't want to think, is it that we don't want to destroy the snipers of the German army?" Stalingrad is so big, and we can't search every inch of land and pull the damn sniper out of hiding......"

"Comrade Chief of Staff," Kirilov interrupted him before Akhromeyev could finish speaking, and said dissatisfiedly: "Please pay attention to your identity, how can you vent your dissatisfaction with your superiors in public?" ”

"Alright, Comrade Political Commissar, don't say it." I saw that Akhromeyev was flushed by Kirillov's words, and in order to prevent them from arguing, I came out in time to stop them and said his thoughts: "If we have not gained anything today, I think we should increase the investment of troops." ”

"How do you increase the investment of troops?" Bandereev asked.

"Vasily and the other two snipers are excellent. I'm going to divide them into three groups tomorrow. Each group carries a unit with a fake officer. Ambush to different areas. The success rate of such a three-pronged approach is higher than that of setting up an ambush in just one area. ”

"The division commander is right, I agree with her." Bandereev was the first to express his support for me.

Then Kirillov and Akhromeyev also expressed their support.

We had just arranged the ambush for tomorrow and the guards we needed to send when Basmanov burst in from outside. After coming to us, he excitedly said: "Report to the division commander, political commissar, Second Lieutenant Vasily is back!" ”

Second Lieutenant Vasily is back ?! Hearing Basmanov's report, I habitually raised my hand and looked at my watch. It's just eleven o'clock in the morning, how can you come back so early? But after a short period of confusion, I suddenly thought of a possibility, and hurriedly grabbed Basmanov's arm and asked nervously: "Major, you said that Second Lieutenant Vasily is back?" Did he come back alone, or did a group of people come back? ”

"Of course a bunch of people are back." Basmanov's face was filled with joy, and he replied excitedly: "Listen to them, that German sniper has been killed." ”

"The sniper was killed?! It's great. "Ginger is still old and spicy, Kirillov after hearing Basmanov's report. Coming to his senses from the shock before me, he immediately ordered Basmanov: "Major. You go and bring in Ensign Vasily at once, and I will ask him about the battle. ”

Vasily soon came in after Basmanov, and when I saw him with a sniper rifle on his shoulder and another in his hand, I knew in my heart that he had really killed the German sniper, because he was holding a German sniper rifle.

When Vasily put the captured sniper rifle on the table, he began to tell how they had killed the German snipers: "Our hiding place today is in the ruins of the tractor area, and the unit led by Corporal Mikhailov is hidden in a building two hundred meters behind us. After daybreak, the battle at the tractor factory began again, with shells creaking in the air. Instead, we lay quietly behind the rubble, scoped with our sniper rifles mounted on them, and kept an eye on what was happening in front of us.

'Isn't that him, where you see my fingers!' Medvedev, on my left, suddenly became excited. He almost leaned out of the breastwall due to his negligence. But it was enough, the fascists wounded him. Of course, only an experienced sniper can shoot with such accuracy. On the other side, Chekhov hurriedly crawled past me and bandaged Medvedev, who was wounded in the shoulder.

I watched the enemy positions for a long time, but did not find the ambush of the snipers. Based on the direction and rate of fire of the bullets, I concluded that the sniper was hiding somewhere directly in front of us. I continued to observe the ruins ahead. On the left, a damaged tank is parked; On the right, there is a civil firing point. Where are the fascists? In a tank? No, a seasoned sniper will not hide there. In a civil launch point? It is also impossible, the emhole is blocked. On the flat ground between the tank and the launch point there was a large pile of rotten bricks, and in the middle of it lay an iron plate. It had been there for a long time, and it was not noticeable, and I wondered from the position of the enemy: where was the best position for a sniper? Is there a bunker dug under that iron plate? Does he sneak up in the dark every day and hide there? Yes, he could be right there, under that iron plate in the neutral zone that neither side occupied.

I decided to check it out. He instructed Chekhov, who had just finished bandaging Medvedev's wounds: 'Hey, you signal the commanders and fighters in the back to come out and attract the attention of the German snipers. ’

When the detachment led by Mikhailov appeared just a few dozen meters from us, the fascists took the bait and opened fire. A warrior wearing a large-brimmed hat collapsed. From this gunshot, I judged that the snipers of the fascists were under the iron plate.

'This scoundrel is there!' Chikhov, who was lying in ambush next to me, apparently also discovered the enemy's position and cursed quietly beside him. Then he signaled Mikhailov, who was hiding behind him. Mikhailov, having received the signal, got up from their hiding place again and bent over in the middle of the ruins, making the enemy think that they were going to reinforce our positions.

The fooled fascist snipers opened fire. This damned Hitlerite thought that he could wipe out this small force that was going to be reinforced with impunity. So, he stuck out half of his head from under the iron plate. I was waiting for this opportunity, and without the slightest hesitation, I immediately shot accurately. The fascist's head was down, but the optical sight of his rifle was still in place, the lenses glistening in the sun.

Although the enemy didn't move, I still lay on my stomach and didn't move. I asked Chkhov to signal Mikhailov again and ask them to send a couple of fighters over to check. This time they were not shot, and the German sniper was indeed killed by me, and this is the sniper rifle used by the German sniper I killed. (To be continued......)