Chapter 42: Mind

Finally, the last bullet was exhausted, and Lin Neng breathed a sigh of relief. In this cruel battlefield where blood and fire, how many people died before they could use up their ammunition, let alone bathe in the glory of victory.

The battlefield was still filled with fierce gunfire sounds, and Lin En even had no time to pretend to be a literary youth to be impressed by the current situation. He pulled out the "Mosin-Nagan" from the dead Soviet soldiers. In his impression, the performance of this Soviet rifle was almost the same as that of the German Mauser 98k. It was also a traditional manual rifle, and it also had a bullet cabin containing 5 rounds. The range, power and accuracy were not significantly different. In the late stage of the war, although the degree of automation of Soviet infantry weapons had been greatly improved, Lin En saw with his own eyes that many Soviet soldiers were still using this kind of stable and reliable gun.

For weapons and firearms, it may be better to hold them in your hand for a day if you look at the pictures ten thousand times. Lynn is already deeply touched by this. As soon as the Soviet rifle was started, he immediately found that it grew a piece of it than the Mauser 98k, and the bayonet was enough to reach the height of a normal adult. The bolt was pulled and the barrel was loaded with bullets - it almost killed it before. The load was reset and the bolt was swayed to the right and close to the body of the gun, but the lower part of the "Mosin-Nagan" magazine was connected to the trigger guard, which should be the biggest feature that distinguished the appearance from the Mauser 98 series.

Although the overall weight of the Su-made rifle was almost not increased, the left hand obviously felt a heavier downward feeling. This time, before it was Linn's turn to lock the target and fire, a string of bullets shot from the front right almost silently. He had no time to dodge, but he should not die. The last bullet swept through the ground and penetrated into the body of the dead Soviet soldiers. After the bullet penetrated the skin and muscle tissue of the human body, it seemed that it had touched the bones, so that Linn clearly heard the "crack" sound of the broken bones and shuddered.

Fortunately, this sound did not come from him after all, and his fear instantly turned into anger. With the situation observed from the corner of his eyes, Lin En quickly moved his body to the left half a step, and turned right with the gun. As night fell, the vision on the battlefield blurred a lot, and both sides of the warring parties had not fired flares at this time. Fortunately, the bright starlight shone on the earth, and the fire that flashed from time to time also provided a certain amount of light. Lin En saw a Soviet soldier squatting on one knee not far away. He seemed quite confident in the shooting he had just completed. He just stretched his neck to look here, but did not use the submachine gun in his hand to make up another shuttle.

court death!

Lin En roared with resentment and contempt. Unsure of the position of the rifle's measure, he lowered the muzzle slightly, aimed the sight of the Soviet submachine gunman and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

With the crisp gunshot, the recoil generated was significantly smaller than that of Mauser 98k, and the bullet accurately shot the careless Maozi soldier. The moment he was shot, he seemed to be pushed by an invisible person in front of him. His left hand subconsciously supported his backwards, but his hips and back touched the ground one after another. The left hand did not play any actual buffering and protection role in this process.

Confirm that the target had been shot, Lynn continued to encourage himself. When he pulled the bolt, he took a look inside. Wow, the bullet cabin was empty, and it was the last bullet just now. He quickly fumbled around the waist of the dead Soviet soldier, and soon found a bullet fixed with a bridge clamp in the leather bullet bag, which was five rounds in a row. The bridge clamp also had a cold steel feel, but the clamp was obviously wider than the Germans, smooth and unopened. Lynn loaded the bullets on Mauser's rifle, but

I couldn't press all the bullets into the bullet compartment. I was wondering, but suddenly I remembered that I had read a post that compared the Mauser 98k with the Mosin-Nagan rifle. A commenter said that the actual capacity of Mosin-Nagan is only 4 rounds, and every time I loaded it with a 5-shot bridge clip, the top one must be pushed into the bullet chamber. This sentence did not attract the attention of the onlookers at the time, and Lin Neng, as the moderator, just glanced over it. Fortunately, his memory was pretty good, and the scenes were blended, and he actually recalled it.

Trying to push the bolt directly onto it, it was indeed successfully reset. This should mean that the first bullet on the magazine had entered the barrel. The battlefield is no better than the shooting range, and there is also a chance to test the gun. Lin En carefully aimed a guy who was a little further away, thinking that even if the operation was wrong, the sound of the bolt air sounding would not cause fierce revenge from the other party.

The finger pulls the trigger and the gun fires.

Lin En felt relieved and looked at the target in shock, but felt an indescribable depression in her heart: when many people around, regardless of their enemies, were using automatic or semi-automatic weapons, while they were still pulling the bolts one after another. It was like working in the same company, riding a bicycle with great effort, others could drive a car comfortably. When the wind was sunny, it was just to exercise and enjoy the mood, but the cold wind and heat, the rain and snow were stormy, and the imbalance in his heart would double.

Everyone who survives in the world has more or less similar emotions. Some can be relieved and released through personal efforts, while others are unsolvable dilemma.

When pulling the bolt again, Lynn began to make a change to himself. The "Bobosha" or mp40 he once had was spared. He hoped to be able to use the sharpest and most awesome mp44 assault rifle of this era. It combines the range of the rifle and the continuous shooting ability of the submachine gun. It is impeccable individual weapons in street fighting, positional fighting or field fighting. However, this kind of epoch-making weapon appeared a little late. Germany's industrial ability has fallen into a difficult situation under the continuous bombing of the Allied forces. Even if he puts all his strength into organizing production, he cannot popularize such sharp individual weapons to every combat team on the front line. So far, Lynn has seen no more than ten mp44s on the battlefield, and most of the time he just glances at him from a distance, and has not had the chance to look at it at all.

After the calculation, even the best dream can be based on living. Before continuing to find and hunt targets, Lynn roughly observed the battlefield. From the first T-34 rushing to the north bank, it has been almost half an hour since the first T-34 rushed to the north bank. The offensive of Soviet tanks and infantry is still vigorous, while the German position is like a lonely boat in the storm, which seems to be swallowed by big waves at any time. After the waves dissipate, it still floats tenaciously on the water.

Looking around, the abrupt and conspicuous villa-style building has become the focus of fierce competition between the two sides. Soviet tanks that broke into the German positions provided fire support on the other side of the river, rifles, machine guns and heavy machine guns in the hands of Soviet infantrymen. These two and a half-story buildings are like a large magnet, attracting all kinds of firepower from the attackers. Thanks to the Germans who are skilled in mechanical and civil engineering, the house is built strong enough, and some shells have even drilled into the building due to the attacking fire.

In the case of internal explosion, it was still proudly firm. Although the bullets shot from doors, windows and various holes were sometimes weak, they did not stop for even five seconds. As time went by, its supporting role in the entire defense line gradually appeared. Many German soldiers forced to retreat gathered around it and organized defense. Several Soviet chariots that ran over the main trenches of the defenders were destroyed or stranded in front of the building. The rest of the tanks had to try to open the breakthrough from both wings.

The long torture always ends, and the appearance of the German reserve forces comforted the souls of the dead of the defenders - they sacrificed their precious lives for a fierce, arduous but victorious battle, and this may be just an inconspicuous link in the entire German defense line, and the strategic significance may be only slim, but the German fighting spirit is fully reflected here.

When nearby positions were attacked by the Soviet army, the reserve force that the German defensive forces could invest was very weak, but with the arrival of their own tanks and support infantry, the German soldiers suppressed around the villa still rose in anger, and the fierce counterattack far exceeded the strength of hundreds of people themselves. On the right wing of the defensive positions, only six German tanks and assault guns destroyed three T-34s, one BT-7 and one Su76 in a sudden and rapid battle, and forced the remaining Soviet armored vehicles and infantry to withdraw back to the river bank as they were. On the left wing, the two German tanks joined forces to kill four Soviet tanks, which was a contrast between the amazing efficiency and the strategic situation on the eastern front.
Chapter completed!