The Polish soldiers saluted very strangely. When they saluted, they would press the second and third fingers against the brim of the hat. The meaning of this unique salutation was "honor" and "motherland". In other words, they never used five fingers to press the brim of the hat. The salutation method of extending the first and second fingers originated from the Napoleonic Wars.

The soldiers of Poland were very brave. They also had their own honor and motherland. Their unique national conditions forced these soldiers to harass Germany, but they called themselves freedom fighters. At this time, a company of 126 Polish infantrymen were standing on the border between Poland and Germany. They lined up to form a French infantry charge formation.

This infantry company in Poland originally had 16 people. In just one year, they lost 60 brave soldiers on the border between Poland and Germany. They used to fight and die when they invaded German villages. In the past two months, people have begun to be hit in the head by a long-range infantry weapon while patrolling.

The company commander of this company was a lieutenant named Besayev, with a quarter of Russian descent, but this did not affect his loyalty to Poland at all. His company received orders to harass Watz in eastern Poznan. They had been working here for more than three years, and they were very familiar with this generation of terrain and had been very successful in their mission.

Compared with the cavalry brothers, these Polish infantry were more eager for honor. For this reason, they had entered German territory several times and exchanged fire with the German Wehrmacht. Two years ago, they had the advantage of firepower, but the further they went on, the higher the price of their invasion. Now, even when patrolling the border, they would be killed by the German army with sniper guns, which puzzled Bethayev. Since they only received supplies once every two months, he didn't even know that Germany had taken back its backyard. Rhine, Saar

Perhaps people of Russian descent are more likely to be impulsive. The communications soldier he sent was just beaten to death by the German army, and his death was miserable, which made him roar and want to take revenge despite the kind advice of the company's staff!

The Polish soldiers never lacked courage. They were ready, and the slogan was: For the sake of fighting!

On the other hand, Balar saw Polish soldiers lined up in the slope from the scope, and an officer ran back and forth and aroused his movements. If he heard it correctly, he was roaring to avenge the dead war. He thought all this was ridiculous. The invaders would even shout slogans of revenge, preparing to invade German territory unscrupulously. While it was funny, he had aimed the sniper rifle at the head of the Polish officer running back and forth, and just waited for him to step into the German land and pulled the trigger to send him to hell.

The signal flare just now was fired by Ma Han, which told the post behind that the enemy was discovered.

The National Wehrmacht has set up five open posts and fourteen hidden posts in the direction of Watts; each open post will be equipped with a g-34 bipod 7.92 machine gun. If the g-34 is needed, it will be replaced with a tripod terrain, and the g-34 will turn into a heavy machine gun. There will be two people in each hidden post, and the location will be in a hidden place, which is also called a sniper position. In addition to a main sniper, a soldier will carry a light machine gun as a cover. At the same time, the soldier carrying a light machine gun will also serve as the sniper's deputy to help correct the targets that cross the boundaries, specify the targets, and then the sniper shoots and kills them.

Since the fox pit was occupied by soldiers who came to change the guard, Balar and Mahan could only find a small pit to squeeze together. Although there was only one drum, Mahan still set up the light machine gun. He turned his head and looked at Balar who was focusing on aiming, and his lips curled up, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

"One step...two steps..." Balar shouted softly in his mouth, which scared Ma Han so much that he almost pulled the trigger.

Ma Han's cigarette was scared to the ground. He grinned and looked like a pity, "You owe me two packs of cigarettes."

Lar's eyes did not leave the scope, "When did you send a cigarette? I...silence! They are coming!"

In the distance, Bethayev finally stopped running, and he ordered: Attack!

Polish soldiers lined up in waves and moved slowly. Some Polish soldiers even bent over and walked forward step by step according to dogma. They could not shoot or stop advancing before they discovered the enemy. Their combat method was completely learned from France. This combat method was very stupid and often had to pay a price before they could counterattack.

The grass covered their knees, and the bent waist made their necks sometimes pass through the blades, leaving a light scratch.

Besayev walked in front with his sharp eyes observing the front. He seemed to have seen something, but the damn dogma stipulated that only after confirming the target could fire. He suddenly had a bad premonition.

The Polish soldiers had already set up their formation and they were about to step on German territory.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Bersaev just stepped out his right foot, but he heard the "ding" sound of a bullet being knocked. His heart numb, and the field of vision in front of him became rotating. Slowly, his field of vision turned red, and then there was darkness...

"Enemy attack!" The Polish yelled this sentence requires four syllables, but finally someone shouted it out. Instead of lying down, they accelerated their pace and continued to rush forward. No one noticed that their company commander, Besayev, was shot in the heart and was killed.

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Balar pulled out of the shell of the chamber, pulled the bolt and aimed at a Polish soldier again, and then pulled the trigger. The expression of the Polish soldier who was hit by the bullet was seen in his eyes. It was a mysterious expression. The soldier was hung in a short tree when he fell down. He didn't understand where the bullet flew over until his death. Now he knew, but it was useless. Only those eyes were dying with eyes open and staring at a Polish soldier without any attention, a German sniper pulled out of the shell, pulled the bolt and then re-targeted a Polish soldier, and pulled the trigger again.

In the grass, soldiers were everywhere. The blurred vision made the Polish soldiers judge the direction of the bullets when they heard the gunshots, but they could not shoot and fight back without seeing the target. The stupid tactical thinking made one brave Polish soldiers fall in a pool of blood!

"They keep going." Mahan was waiting for Balal's instructions. He could not open fire now. His position would be exposed. He looked at the Polish soldiers blindly charged with a cold face, and then was named one by one by the National Defense Forces snipers hiding in the dark. The snipers' favorite target was the enemy officers exposed to the range, and those Polish officers kept falling down.

Polish soldiers absolutely did not like this way of combat. Without the constraints of officers, they began to shoot blindly, and bullets kept passing by in the grass.

A German shout of "I was shot", and the chanting of a light machine gun sounded in the right rear direction, and an unlucky National Wehrmacht was hit by a stray bullet.

"What a fool!" Balar and Mahan shouted out almost at the same time. At this time, without Balar's instructions, Mahan pushed up the butt of the light machine gun and put it on the front chest and shoulder bone, aimed it in a lie down, turned the muzzle to the front right and pulled the trigger, and the crisp light machine gun chanting also sounded.

The flames spit out by the machine gun instantly shoveled the weeds at the muzzle, and the vision continued to be filled with Polish soldiers half-squatted down and shot in the direction of Balar and Mahan. The continuous splashing of soil greatly affected Balar's vision, and he could no longer destroy one with one shot.

"Our situation is not good!" Baral had tried his best to hide himself, but the pit was still too shallow and could not be compared with the fox pit dug out by man. He patted Ma Han's **, "Looking for an opportunity to transfer..." Suddenly, he felt that some liquid was stuck to his hand. At first glance, his spirit became very tense, "You were shot!"

Mahan was still shooting the Polish soldiers who were approaching, and he didn't look back. "Silly, stupid! I raised my ** too high, they shot my **!" He just pulled the trigger tightly, and the muzzle of the light machine gun could not control it, and even had a tendency to float. In order to accurately kill the target, he had to make posture adjustments.

"Can you still move? Mahan, tell me, you're fine!" Balar's expression was a little nervous. He even just focused on covering Mahan's ** with both hands, and the sniper rifle had long been thrown aside.

To be honest, the two of them had a very weird posture and were ridiculous, but the two of them couldn't laugh at all. An egg-type grenade rolled into the pit. Balar didn't bother to cover Ma Han's **. He relied entirely on his instinct to pick up the grenade and the horse went out. The grenade exploded in the air, and smoke came out with screams...

"My God! This time it's on the left!" The two sides of Ma Han were covered in blood. Under the rag, the delicate ones could be seen tortured by bullets and grenade fragments.

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Ma Han forgot the pain, he turned to look at Balar who was still helping him with his wound, and said sincerely: "Brother, go!"
Chapter completed!