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Chapter 240 [Calling for Artillery Support] (4.1k)

Qu Guang, intrigued by this, sat back down in the training pod and looked towards Shen Yan, saying:
"Okay."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's experience it!"

Shen Yan didn't waste any time. He went to his training pod, lay down, and then activated the pod, entering the [World War II] game.

A custom room was created, and Qu Guang was invited in.

After entering the key that Zhao Ming had created and sent to them, the two were immediately transported into the story.

The scene before Qu Guang's eyes gradually brightened.

There was no option to choose an identity; I was immediately taken into the game.

Once you have control over your body.

Qu Guang looked around and saw that it was a US federal camp. It was winter, but there was no snow. However, the temperature was very cold, so it seemed that the camp was tacitly identified as a US federal soldier.

Qu Guang scanned his surroundings, analyzing the various pieces of information, but he couldn't find Shen Yan's figure.
"Alone."

Was thinking about it.

A 'real-time map' slowly appeared before my eyes, showing my unit and the mission I was carrying out.

the other side.

After Shen Yan entered the game, he saw a high ground on the opposite side, while his own side was facing the attacking US federal mechanized armored forces.

The task came to mind.

After sweeping through Shenyang, they quickly understood the situation and organized mechanized armored forces to attack the high ground.

at this time.

Within Qu Guang's storyline.

Sudden.

boom--!
A sharp crack broke the silence of the camp.

Qu Guang instinctively rolled behind the tent, while a patrolling U.S. federal soldier at the camp entrance not far away collapsed with a thud.

The instant the gunshot rang out.

Based on the sound of the gunshot, Qu Guang determined that it was a Soviet-made Mosin-Nagant rifle.

Because the sound of the guns used by the vast majority of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army was different.

and.

Previously, during training for the "White Death" storyline, this Mosin-Nagant rifle cast a shadow over all the soldiers of the 7th Special Forces Brigade.

Including him.

The only difference is that the White Reaper is the Finnish version, while this one is more of a Soviet-made Mosin-Nagant rifle.

Qu Guang's mind raced.

I now understand the plot.

It's probably going to be like the White Death again.

but
Qu Guang looked at the camp where they were setting up their defenses and thought to himself that this was even more difficult than the "White Reaper".

After all, during the training for the "White Reaper" storyline before.

There are no mechanized armored forces like those of the US federal government; it's just men and rifles, a battle royale against the White Death, to see who survives to the end.

And in the current storyline...

The U.S. federal mechanized armored forces are visible to the naked eye and have a large number of soldiers.

The tense and guarded camp was completely silent.

It wasn't until quite a while later that this happened.

Nothing happened, and only then did the U.S. federal soldiers in the camp dare to stand up.

However, Qu Guang didn't; he silently counted.

After a few breaths.

boom--!
The crisp sound of gunfire rang out again.

Another U.S. soldier fell, and curses filled the chaotic camp.

"Everyone, stay hidden!"

"Damn it! Where is he?!"

"Where's the sniper? Where's our sniper?! Find him quickly!"

Is it in the southeast direction?

"No! The bullet came from the west!"

"Concentrate your fire!"

The U.S. federal soldiers in the camp couldn't find the Chinese People's Volunteer Army snipers either, so they could only concentrate their heavy machine gun fire and other weapons to sweep haphazardly to the west, based on the direction.

However, Qu Guang breathed a sigh of relief and even poked his head out of the tent.

Because of the US federal government's reaction.

If we put ourselves in the shoes of that volunteer sniper, he would have already left and moved to a new location to wait for another sniper shot.

Unlike these US federal NPC soldiers.

Qu Guang knew a lot about the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, after all, they had trained for so long.

In addition, the volunteer soldiers all came from that era.

They were all masters of guerrilla warfare.

really.

The US federal camp concentrated its fire and fired haphazardly for more than 10 minutes, but there was no response. They even brought out several howitzers.

Send people to search.

However, no trace of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army snipers was found.

The next day.

early morning.

The U.S. federal soldiers, who had just gotten up, were lining up to get their meals.

boom--!
A U.S. federal soldier carrying a food tray had his head explode, blood mixed with spilled milk flowing all over the ground, his body convulsing.

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

At that moment, someone shouted:

"Three o'clock position!!!"

Tu tu tu tu——!
The US federal machine guns immediately opened fire.

Machine gun bullets swept through the forest, but there was no response. Several machine guns fired at the same spot, but nothing happened.

The only option is to organize another search effort.

But obviously.

Got nothing.

Not only that, the mealtime was also delayed for a long time.

The U.S. federal soldiers, who had been starving for half a day, complained about the cold food, but only Qu Guang knew that this was just the beginning.

The next two days.

None of the U.S. federal soldiers in this camp, including Qu Guang who was prepared, had a good night's sleep.

Although sleeping in the game is skipped directly.

However, the state of mind the next day will be adjusted according to the time of sleep.

In the last two days.

Qu Guang finally understood why it was called "cold gun" or "cold cannon"—it really meant that you never knew where a cold gun bullet would come from.

The sniping by Simo Häyhä in the training episodes of "The White Death" is extremely psychologically torturous and terrifying.

The volunteer sniper in this "sniper training" storyline endured both psychological and physical torment.

Because that volunteer sniper wouldn't sleep, nor would he let them sleep.

In just two days, some people were shot in the neck while queuing for food, some had bullets pierce the lenses of their binoculars while searching for enemies, and some were shot in the head while using the toilet.

Each body was cleanly and efficiently disposed of.

The bullets were concentrated in the head, neck, and other vital areas of the upper torso.

But no matter what they did, they couldn't find the enemy.

Even soldiers on patrol at night are attacked.

A gunshot rang out.

No one dared to continue sleeping.

Qu Guang was also being tormented, so on the second day he found a sniper rifle and prepared to fight back.

But it didn't work.

There's no one to be found.

The U.S. federal soldiers searched the surrounding mountains and even the more distant mountains seven or eight times.

It has exceeded the upper limit of the sniping range of the Mosin-Nagant rifle.

They still couldn't find that volunteer sniper.

Even during the search, four U.S. federal soldiers were killed.

The US federal troops were also unable to withstand such harassment and searched almost day and night.

Fourth day.

Qu Guang, holding a sniper rifle, followed the other U.S. federal soldiers on their search.

Because it is winter.

It snows every now and then, and it had been snowing for half the morning, but the snow did not stop the U.S. soldiers from coming out to search for the volunteer sniper.

Sudden.

Qu Guang was startled by his instinctive alertness. He turned around abruptly, raised his sniper rifle, and aimed in one direction.

Because it was an instinctive reaction, the action was very quick.

The target was locked on almost instantly, but gunshots rang out immediately afterward.

Originally, Qu Guang was a little slow.

But even if he couldn't kill the volunteer sniper after pulling the trigger, he could still retaliate, just for the instant he locked onto the target. Qu Guang froze.

The image displayed in the scope made him gasp.

A slight movement was seen in the snowdrifts on the opposite mountainside; a small section of a gun barrel was slightly raised, and behind that barrel was a very young face.

But none of this surprised Qu Guang.

What truly shocked him was that the sniper rifle did not have a scope.

No scope?
The distance from here to the mountainside is several hundred meters.

Aim with your eyes?

Are you kidding me? !

So, were all those long-range sniper kills these past few days achieved by that volunteer soldier using his eyes to aim and shoot?

Between the lightning and flint.

Several questions flashed through Qu Guang's mind, but the core of the question was still that it was impossible.

Aiming with the naked eye from a distance of several hundred meters?

this.
boom--!
The screen fell into darkness.

Qu Guang's body fell to the ground with a thud.

Although the target was locked on, the shock and disbelief prevented him from pulling the trigger, and his life was taken away almost the next second.

Inside the training cabin.

Qu Guang opened his eyes, still not fully conscious.

Recalling the scene in my mind, I was sure I hadn't seen it wrong.

If it could really be done to that extent.

That volunteer army sniper was incredibly skilled.

After all, the Mosin-Nagant rifle used by the "White Death" was equipped with a scope, yet the Volunteer Army soldier was able to snipe at an extremely long distance without a scope.

hiss--

How terrifying would it be if someone had a sight?

It should be equipped with a sight.
As he was thinking, Qu Guang's lips suddenly twitched.

A sniper like that is a treasure wherever he goes.

How could it not be equipped with a sight?

Based on the game's content, it's highly likely that these are rifles captured by the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, which don't even have sights.

That makes sense.

But when I think about this...

Qu Guang felt a toothache, which is really outrageous.

Is this really not a bug in Polestar's design?
But then I thought about it and it seemed impossible.

The data in the Polar Star storyline is all based on reasonable deductions, and there must have been many combined factors that led to that volunteer soldier being able to do such a thing.

So they still need to practice.

I thought about it.

He glanced at the time.

Qu Guang stood up from the training pod. After experiencing it for so long, he was a little hungry and prepared to go eat.

Meanwhile, on Shen Yan's side...

The training pod had not yet been opened, indicating that training was still in progress.

Qu Guang gave instructions to the sentries outside the training room and then went to eat.

at this time.

Within Shen Yan's storyline.

I've previously experienced the perspective of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army's long-distance raids and the perspective of following Hu Xiudao to defend the position.

this time.

He became a junior commander in the US federal government and attacked the positions of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army.

This time, I truly experienced why the US federal mechanized forces suffered repeated defeats on the Korean Peninsula battlefield, unable to even take down a small hill with only a few squads.

The fighting spirit of the volunteer soldiers was truly too strong.

Don't say that U.S. federal soldiers can't win.

Shen Yan, the brigade commander of the special operations brigade, believed that he had a knack for command. Even though he was just a junior officer in the United States, he could still lead his men to fight brilliantly.

The result was that they captured a hilltop.

Two days have passed in the game, and I still haven't managed to defeat it.

The resistance on the hilltop has weakened somewhat.

However, it had nothing to do with command; Shen Yan knew it was entirely due to the effects of the bombardment from the US federal government.

A small hill less than 100 meters high.

Over two days, they dropped no fewer than 3000 shells. Even if they were lucky, they must have hit a few. How could that not weaken the fighting capacity of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army on the hilltop?

The battle continues.

After being repelled by a wave of attacks.

Shen Yan and his men had just assembled when all the howitzers in the camp were already in place.

Boom boom boom boom——

The bombardment began.

The roar of the howitzers shook the ground, and the explosions lit up the hilltop less than 100 meters high, sending dirt and rocks flying into the air.

But the soldiers on the U.S. federal side all know this.

The shelling had no effect on the volunteer soldiers.

They can only provide cover for some charges.

soon.

Upon receiving the order, Shen Yan led his men out from behind the cover and advanced up the mountain in a dispersed formation.

Things went relatively smoothly up to that point.

When they learned that the fortifications at the summit were still 40 meters away.

Rifle fire rang out from all directions, and grenades flew in.

boom! boom!
The U.S. federal soldiers frantically opened fire with their submachine guns, but the effect was not ideal.

Even because of the shadow cast by the attacks of the past two days.

Some of the U.S. federal soldiers had already begun to retreat, and as a result of the chain reaction, the charge that had just been organized collapsed.

Once back at camp, a headcount was taken.

Shen Yan then discovered that more than 30 more had died.

The US federal government is also out of options.

Although the hillside is not high, there are many large rocks, making it impossible for armored tanks to climb.

The tactics of suppressing artillery fire and launching attacks have been repeatedly repelled over the past two days.

Another half day passed.

This time, reinforcements from the U.S. federal government arrived, but they weren't soldiers.

Instead, they were boxes of artillery shells.

Shen Yan gasped as he looked at the mountain of shells.

That's enough to cut off several meters from the mountaintop.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

This bombardment was more intense than any other.

The explosion lasted for a full hour, shrouding the entire hilltop in smoke and dust. Through the drifting smoke, it was faintly visible that the fortifications on the summit had been completely destroyed.

Until another charge is organized.

Shen Yan and his team charged forward alongside the US federal troops.

We're getting closer and closer to the summit.

50 meters. 40 meters. 30 meters.
Until they charged into the trenches.

They then discovered that the battlefield, shrouded in smoke and dust, was almost deserted.

There was only one volunteer soldier, covered in blood and unrecognizable, repeatedly shouting something at a device while tightly gripping a grenade in his hand, looking at them.

The surrounding U.S. federal soldiers dared not make any rash moves and exchanged hushed conversations.

"What is he saying?"

"Perhaps they're trying to pass on intelligence? They shouldn't be able to resist now, right?"

"John, go and hold him down."

"Are you kidding me? Does he have a grenade?!"

"Why don't you go!"

"I'm the captain, you have to listen to me!"

These U.S. federal soldiers were still exchanging words.

Shen Yan, on the other hand, could understand what the volunteer soldier was saying, and his eyes widened:
"Fuck!"

In the sky.

The whistling sound of artillery shells could already be heard.

The surrounding U.S. federal soldiers were still wondering why they hadn't called for artillery support.

Only Shen Yan turned and ran, afraid of being even a step too slow, because the words were, "Fire at me!!!"

But
It was clearly too late.

Amidst the bewildered gazes of many U.S. soldiers and the horrified stare of Shen Yan, artillery shells swept across the entire mountaintop position.

Boom boom boom boom——

(End of this chapter)