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Lyudmila’s world only left the sight in the scope. At this moment, everything seemed to have stopped. She felt the wind speed and calculated silently in her heart. Her breathing was extremely stable. Her muzzle, not moving at all.
Just after the teacher raised the cigarette **** high, Lyudmila pulled the trigger.
"Bang!" The 7.62mm bullet spouted from the muzzle. The moment the hot air rushed out, the powerful reaction force was also transmitted to her shoulders through the butt, and her shoulders steadily resisted. There was no movement. Although the bullet from the muzzle had been fired, she still maintained this posture, pulling the bolt quickly with her right hand, and the second bullet was loaded.
The 7.62mm bullet came roaring, for Petrov, it was almost his hand that had just been raised, and it hadn't been a minute since he stabilized, the other's bullet arrived.
The bullet’s bullet pierced the air and formed a high air pressure at the front end. Petrov felt a gust of air around his ears, which shook the eardrum. Then, Petrov’s hand did not feel the impact, the cigarette **** above, It was broken up, and the tobacco shattered and scattered around.
If it is in actual combat, as long as the opponent's soldier shows his head, Lyudmila's bullet will whizz out and shoot accurately into the opponent's eyebrows. It is so terrible!
A surprised expression appeared on Petrov's face. This girl does have two hands. This level is also up to the standards of the battlefield.
At this moment, there was a clear call in the sky. Petrov raised his head, trying to ease his embarrassment. It was a turtle dove, a bird common in Ukraine, especially on the coast.
Then, the second gunshot sounded like this.
Petrov looked at the poor bird, falling from the sky, like a big rock. He didn't even struggle. It was definitely shot in the head and killed!
"Okay!" Petrov could only clap his hands: "Comrade Lyudmila, your marksmanship is good and you can go to the battlefield. I hope you can snipe more enemies on the battlefield and fight for the Soviets!"
"Yes, I will."
"By the way, why is your marksmanship so good?" Petrov asked casually.
"Master, before joining the army, I was a first-class Voroshinov shooter." Lyudmila said lightly.
Hearing this, Petrov immediately became indifferent. If he had known that the girl in front of him was a super shooter, then he wouldn't be here just now. Isn't this unhappy?
There was a strange phenomenon in the Soviet-German war in history.
At the beginning of the war, Germany almost brought the Soviet Union to the ground. The Soviet Union lost millions of troops and a large number of fighter jets, including pilots. However, the Soviet Union has great stamina. You wiped out me a million, then I One million more troops will be created.
Among them, the equipment is put aside first, and through the transition to the wartime system, through the US blood transfusion, the equipment can be obtained, but the personnel who are skilled in operating the equipment are not so easy to find.
For example, pilots in the Air Force are definitely not rookies who can take off and land on the battlefield. That way they can only die faster.
Germany was faced with such a problem in the latter part of the war. With the sacrifice of a large number of experienced pilots, the quality of the flying troops declined rapidly. In the Soviet Union, however, groups of excellent pilots have emerged.
This is also the result of precautions. For example, Robert Edman, the chairman of the Soviet Communist Aviation Friends Association, proposed to establish a large number of aviation clubs in the Soviet Union, where tens of thousands of young people received basic flight training. Edman’s The intention is to provide personnel for civil aviation in peacetime, and once a war breaks out, it will provide the army with a large number of alternate pilots with basic training.
For another example, the Soviet Union also has the Association for the Promotion of National Defense and Aviation and Chemical Construction, which is an all-round organization capable of training pilots, snipers, parachutists, machine gunners, tank soldiers, cavalry, ambulancemen, and air defense volunteers.
It is no longer known who initiated the formation, but in January 1927, Voroshinov made a report, marking the official establishment of the National Defense Construction Promotion Association.
After that, the Construction Promotion Association of the 1930s established a level 2 Voroshinov shooter for snipers, which is equivalent to a level 1 shooter of the Workers’ and Peasants’ Red Army. Among them, the Grade 1 Voroshinov marksman is equivalent to the Special Grade marksman of the Workers and Peasants Red Army.
Lyudmila studied shooting at the Kyiv University. At that time, she showed her unique shooting talent and successfully became a Soviet sharpshooter. Of course, an excellent sniper like her can only show her ability on the battlefield. To exist.
"Division commander, the Romanian army has begun to attack again." While Petrov was still inspecting the recruits, he received the report.
"Go, let's go to the front." Petrov said ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Commander, I asked to join the battle immediately. "Liudmila said, she arrived with the other recruits. In the recruit company, she was not assigned to the army.
Petrov nodded.
The battle belonging to Lyudmila has since begun.
Lying on her ground, Lyudmila wore a camouflage suit made by herself, which seemed to blend in with the surrounding hillside.
This is a small town on the outskirts of Osad, Mikhailovka. The city is on the other side of the town. In a few days, it has been attacked by the Romanian army several times, and the positions are full of bullet marks.
"Lyudmila, come and eat something." At her side, Zaitsev passed a piece of black bread.
This young soldier joined their infantry company, and the soldiers here are quite excited, especially Lyudmila’s big moving eyes, which are just like the sunshine in spring, shining very warmly on people. , So that people forget the coldness of the battlefield.
Lyudmila took the black bread and put it in his mouth. Just after taking a bite, he heard the company commander's loud shout: "Attention, the enemy is coming!"
On the ground in the distance, a large number of Romanian troops appeared, covering the mountains and plains, and it seemed to be the size of an infantry regiment. They were holding their rifles, leaning towards the waist and ran over here.
This side is not a plain. The Soviet army's positions are deployed on the hillside. The mountains are steep. Even if there are tanks, they can't be used. They can only be filled by human lives, rushing up the hillside and rushing to the position.
The Romanian army has launched several offensives, leaving a corpse on the hillside. Now, a new round of assault has begun.
"Da da, da da da." At the rear of the Romanian army, the heavy machine guns had already sounded, and they were firing frantically towards the top of the hillside in an attempt to suppress the Soviet army on the hillside.
