Chapter 64： Welcome to Mannerheim Line (6) (1/2)

Zhang Heng and the masked snipers on the ground were very patient.

As far as hunters are concerned, the latter is undoubtedly better. Zhang Heng once read in later literature that many Finnish guerrillas from the Winter War were born of hunters. They hunted in this forest from an early age when the target changed from a beast to They performed well as Soviet soldiers.

Unfortunately, this is not a fair game.

When the crow in the dark reappears, it's all over.

Zhang Heng put his finger on the trigger and made the final preparations, but the next moment the masked sniper suddenly made a rollover without warning.

愣 Zhang Heng froze for a moment, because he couldn't hear the sound, he thought for a moment that he was found.

But then he saw the bullets pouring onto the snow.

The masked sniper responded quickly. He avoided the first round of attacks, and immediately turned his muzzle and pulled the trigger.

At this time, a shortcoming of the shadow state was exposed, because the sunlight was obliquely from one direction, which caused Zhang Heng's shadow direction to be fixed. Although he could observe the surrounding conditions by printing himself on the tree, only Can see one side, even if he turns his body, he can only see the bark on the other side.

So now he can only guess roughly from the situation in front of him. It should be the sound of the crossfire that attracted nearby Soviet soldiers, but he didn't know how many people there were and how far away they were.

Alas, even worse, his shadow status is about to expire, leaving him less than the last ten seconds.

Zhang Heng could not care about killing the masked sniper for the time being. He must first ensure that he was not sandwiched by the two waves, so he decisively left the white birch and bypassed the masked sniper at the fastest speed. Hand, stick it to another fir tree behind the latter.

Zhang Heng didn't want to go any further. He had time left, but he knew very well that the two groups would fight. If the Soviets won, he might still run away, but if the masked sniper won After that, he had no chance to escape.

Instead of being shot and killed like a prey, was better off fighting, so Zhang Heng picked a place nearby, less than one meter from the masked sniper.

Being so close can offset the opponent's marksmanship advantage to the maximum. Even a novice like Zhang Heng who has just touched a gun has a high probability of not shooting.

Twenty-four seconds later, his body reappeared, but the battle on the other side had entered the stage of fever.

The sound of crackling bullets fell on the fir tree behind him, and the sawdust splattered. This group was obviously more fierce than the previous investigation squad.

With the strength of the masked sniper, Zhang Heng believed that he would not care about the machine gunner. However, there are still machine guns firing, which only shows that a machine gunner on the Soviet soldier's side was dead immediately.

However, the masked sniper also found a new cover at this time. He fired a shot again after a while, but every time he fired a shot, he could kill an enemy. The marksmanship was incredible.

Zhang Heng tried to control his breathing as much as possible, hiding behind the tree, to avoid being discovered by the two warring parties.

After another round of shooting, the firepower of the Soviet soldiers finally weakened, until it became more and more sparse, but the shooting rhythm of the masked sniper was stable and terrible. It did not change from beginning to end, as if it were a A killing machine without any emotions.