Chapter 96 Sniper 2

"I'm really going to get killed by you today."

When the first ray of dawn reflected in the eastern sky and the sky became dim and bright, the two people hiding on the top of the water tower realized what kind of danger they were in.

Just over 20 meters away from the water tower, five government troops were squatting guarding a Maxim heavy machine gun. It seems that they should have been deployed here very early. I don't know how they were not found climbing up the water tower last night. It's better now. If these guys suddenly want to climb up on a whim, or because they are too bored, they turn their guns and shoot a few rounds at the water tower to vent their anger, then they will be really out of luck.

The sniper poked his head out slightly to take a look, then cautiously retracted. "Leave them alone."

The observer complained softly. "Of course we don't care about them. Do we still want to kill them after they are stumped? It seems that we only have one chance to fire. Look at the anti-tank gun 100 meters away. If they react quickly enough, they can fire it in a few seconds. Drop this water tower. I think if we don't get anything today, we'd better leave tonight. This place is so dangerous. "I'm so unlucky to be partnered with such a competitive guy. No matter how eager you are to make meritorious deeds, you have to save your life first. How can you talk about honor if your life is gone?

The sniper listened to his nagging and did not respond, seeming to acquiesce to his proposal.

Complaints remain complaints, but the observer still performed his responsibility seriously, his eyes never leaving the high-power telescope in his hand.

From watching the government troops below having breakfast, taking several rounds of artillery shells, and repelling an attack by Franco's army, until around ten o'clock in the morning, the observer suddenly discovered a special target. "Hey, a car is coming. The distance is about 2,000 meters. It seems that it has gone to the headquarters. You said it would be great if there was a sniper rifle that can shoot 2,000 meters."

Judging from the number of people below, the defense here should be a battalion-level unit, and their battalion commander seemed determined to coexist with the position and set up the headquarters more than 2,000 meters away from here. Unfortunately, the effective range of the G43 next to him is only more than 800 meters, and the 98K in the sniper's hand does not exceed 1,000 meters, so it cannot threaten the headquarters at all.

Hearing the observer lift the sniper rifle, the sniper who had been silent finally spoke. "Don't mention it. I heard that the NSV heavy machine gun has good accuracy. It can hit things 2,000 meters away after installing a sight."

The NSV he was talking about was a heavy machine gun developed by the Soviet Union in later generations. Due to its excellent overall performance and innovations in many structures, it was widely used as a general-purpose large-caliber machine gun for infantry by members of the Warsaw Pact, competing with the Browning M2 Browning large-caliber heavy machine gun widely used in the West. Decades later, some NATO member states also recommended and tried NSV to replace the old M2.

If the US military at this time did not have the M1921 to improve and officially name it M2, Yannick would definitely take it and use it for his own purposes.

Unfortunately, the U.S. military had completed improvements as early as 1932. Even if he wanted to talk to the United States about authorization issues, the United States might not agree. In addition, the NSV is much lighter than the M2 and has a much faster rate of fire, so Yannick simply used it to develop it.

Observer hand pouted. "Damn, how heavy is that thing? Can you run around with a 25 kilogram weight on your back? Hey, he seems to be a regiment leader, and he actually entered the headquarters."

After waiting for more than an hour, I saw several people walking out of the headquarters. Including the regiment commander who entered before, as well as the accompanying battalion commander, staff officer, and two company commanders, it seems that they just held a combat meeting.

Observer sighed. "It's a pity that there is no way to contact the artillery position, otherwise one shell would have killed them all now. What do you think is the use of teaching us how to guide artillery attacks in school? Is it possible that we have to do it everywhere we go? Holding a phone line? What kind of mobility is there?”

Listening to his constant nagging, the sniper became really impatient. "Shut up. Since it's taught in school, it must make sense. Don't you know that tank troops can communicate wirelessly?" This guy is quite a qualified observer, but he has a problem. Once he is nervous, he will become a chatterbox. I can talk about any topic for half an hour. This is when he doesn't strike up a conversation. If he accidentally strikes up a conversation, it will definitely last for hours.

etc? Picking up a fight? Damn, this guy will be commentating on the radio for hours.

But obviously this time he guessed wrong.

"How heavy is that radio station? Hey, that guy didn't get in the car. What did he want to do? Inspect the front line?" Through the high-magnification telescope, I saw that the regiment leader did not get in the car and go back, but continued to move forward with his men. , and greeted the soldiers he encountered along the way warmly.

"Do you think he will come to this machine gun position to take a look?" As he said this, the observer carefully took the G43 rifle beside him.

Ten minutes later, the group of people indeed walked towards the machine gun position below. "There is a road to heaven but if you don't take it, if there is no door to hell you barge in. You deserve to be allowed to make contributions to us." Observer muttered while carefully taking out two grenades and placing them in a convenient place. As mentioned before, this water tower is only 20 meters away from the heavy machine gun position. It is so high up that even a soldier can throw it over.

The cross in the sniper's scope has been firmly locked on the head of the group. The distance between them was so close that even the hair on the leader's face could be seen clearly. This was the first time he aimed at a person at such a close range. He took a deep breath and asked softly. "Are you ready?"

At this time, the observer had already picked up the G43 and aimed downward. "Well. You shoot the regiment commander, I'll shoot the battalion commander and the others, retreat immediately after the shooting! May God bless us!"

"Three, two, one!"

As soon as the word came out, the sniper decisively pulled the trigger, and when he felt the recoil on his shoulder, a cloud of blood mist burst out from the face that occupied the entire scope, and the blood drops seemed to splash on the scope. It was so clear.

The five soldiers who stood up to greet the commander were stunned to see their regiment commander and battalion commander's heads being shot with blood holes almost at the same time. Before the two men fell down, gunshots continued, and the accompanying company commander and staff officers were shot and fell to the ground one after another.

The heavy machine gunner was an old soldier. He instantly heard the gunshots close at hand and shouted. "Top of the water tower!" He immediately operated the heavy machine gun, but when he aimed the muzzle at the top of the water tower, he saw two black shadows falling into their position in a famous and beautiful line.

One of them rolled to his feet.

"Fuck!" Looking at the iron lump that was puffing white smoke, the machine gunner only had time to think of one word before the huge impact knocked him away. Two grenades easily blew up the remaining people in the trench.

After shooting the regiment commander in the head, the sniper kicked off a bundle of ropes that had been stacked at his feet, and threw the rifle on his back while standing up. "Retreat quickly!"

The observer pulled the trigger frantically, fired all ten bullets in the magazine, and threw two grenades. Then he jumped off the water tower behind the sniper.

When he grabbed the rope, he saw that the anti-tank gun in the distance had turned its muzzle and aimed here. The observer's heart was in his throat, and he didn't dare to slow down at all, sliding all the way to the ground. "Hot, hot, hot!" He shook his hands that felt like they were about to burn, and ran without stopping.

The two had just run two steps when they heard a deafening explosion above their heads.

The water tower fragments were scattered all over the sky and fell on the two people who had not run a few steps.

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That night.

Berlin, the Imperial Palace.

"Your Highness, two of the sniper teams you sent have exceeded 50 points."

"So fast?" Hearing Anne's report, Yannick was also a little surprised. It was only a few days.

"A sniper team hid on a water tower 20 meters away from the enemy's defense line and killed a regiment commander, a battalion commander, and a company commander of the enemy who came to inspect the front line in one breath. Their score was already 35 points. As a result, the enemy's defense line in that area was in chaos, allowing Franco's army to quickly break through that defense line and advance 30 kilometers."

It was so powerful that Yannick couldn't help but sigh in his heart. "Is the sniper team still alive?"

"Yes, they were only slightly injured. They didn't need to be hospitalized."

"Give them both the Second Class Iron Cross. What's the name of the sniper?"

"Matthias Hetzenauer. His instructor was Erwin Koenig. The other sniper was Josef Seppelberger, and his instructor was Simon Haye."

Yannick nodded, tore off a piece of paper and wrote down the names of the two snipers, and then wrote two simple words of encouragement. "Give it to Sauer Company and have them engrave it on the gun body of the SVD sniper rifle. Send the finished sniper arm badge as well."

The SVD is of course the SVD sniper rifle of the old Russians in the original time and space. He directly copied the later model of the SVD with a twist rate of 240mm. Like the original SVD, the current SVD is not very accurate when using ordinary caliber rifle bullets.

Although some people wonder why it is called SVD, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince does not seem to want to explain, and no one dares to ask.