The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

However, in the face of this result, the warehouse manager thought it was worth it.

Not only did they sacrifice more than 20 survivors, but they took away dozens of times more opponents at least, and the German stick troops who fought against them have always been unable to eat well and sleep well.

Even when going to the toilet, you have to worry about the bullets coming from nowhere.

The so-called natural selection, the 10 people who survived now have also grown up rapidly in the flames of war.

Each of them now has been trained to be a qualified sniper; each of them has several more orthographic marks on their Mosin Nagant rifles.

Each stroke in it represents the life of a German stick.

Therefore, even though the warehouse manager wanted to set off immediately, he still had to send out a secret signal for assembly.

The main reason is that he thinks it is necessary to bring members of these sniper teams, they can play a greater role in the subsequent attack on Mamayev Gang.

It took about 10 minutes for everyone to gather in this dilapidated building.

The warehouse manager, who couldn't wait for a long time, said in a hurry: "Let's go, let's go to Mamayev Gang, we must take it back~"

After finishing speaking, Cang Guan lifted the [-] cover with the sniper scope in his hand, and planned to move towards the target.

Only this sentence in his mouth is the falling sound, a dangerous instinct developed after being a sniper for a long time, or after dying several times.

When he felt a huge crisis, his whole body suddenly became desperate and fell to the ground.

Facts have proved that this dangerous intuition of the warehouse manager is quite powerful and valuable.

When the greasy face of this middle-aged man was not completely attached to the ground.

When a crisp gunshot sounded, a member of the sniper team standing beside him was shot with blood on his head.

Moments later, the unlucky guy was clutching his bleeding wound, and collapsed powerlessly on the ground.

While looking at the warehouse manager with blank eyes, the vitality disappeared rapidly.

When the warehouse manager's face was splattered with a lot of blood star ideas, he knew clearly that they had encountered a sniper from the German stick, and he was still a very powerful master.

"Everyone lie down and find a way to get that guy out and kill him."

With a 'click~', he pushed a 6.5mm bullet into the barrel of the gun chamber, and yelled at the snipers under him.

He knew that if he didn't think of a way to kill the masters on the opposite side, they would be hunted down one by one as prey.

It is impossible to successfully reach the battlefield of Mamayev Kurgan.

So, under the order of the warehouse manager, the ex-Bria hunters who were lying on the ground began to crawl on the ground...

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"Hehe, it's interesting."

But after facing his own design and locked on for a long time, the target that he thought was infallible turned out to be a missed shot, Hanks von Conneger suddenly muttered this sentence.

At the same time, on his face, he didn't see the slightest bit of disappointment, but instead showed a very interesting expression.

Because of ordinary opponents, it is already difficult to arouse his passion for fighting.

It would be more interesting for him to kill a hundred opponents who looked like wood, but not to kill the middle-aged Bria in front of him who actually let him miss.

Major Hanks von König, a legendary sniper on the German side.

Even without relying on the word 'Feng' in his name, which represents a noble background, just his strong record all the time can make many senior officials treat this major.A considerable respect was paid.

In the minds of ordinary German soldiers, Major Connig is even more legendary.

Therefore, when faced with the German 6th Army that attacked Volgograd and continued to suffer losses in sniper battles, the rear sent the Conneg Major out.

The Sixth Group then offered two goals for Major Conag to settle as soon as possible.

One of the targets was, of course, a warehouse manager operating near the Dzerzhinsky Tractor Factory; the other target was a sniper named Varish.

Because the warehouse management caused more battle results, the proud Major Coneger chose such a stronger opponent in the first place.

Sure enough, such an opponent did not disappoint him.

With such thoughts in mind, this sturdy German stick moved like a civet cat.

Carrying a 4K sniper rifle that he had to select from a large number of firearms with a 98x mirror, he moved towards the next sniper position.

Design the retreat in advance, and set up the next sniper position in response to the opponent's possible response.

All of the above are nothing more than the instinctive combat habits and accomplishments that Major Coniger has developed during years of combat.

Three minutes later, another 'crack' sounded.

A former Bria hunter in his 30s suddenly fell to the ground while moving.

It was definitely intentional on the opposite side. The former Bria hunter who was hit was not killed directly, but struggled on the spot after being shot on the side of the neck.

If he is not rescued, he will still die soon.

The above things can be said to have been done by warehouse management before, and they are nothing more than fishing.

And in the next three to five seconds, four or five bullets were accurately greeted by four or five bullets at a place where the muzzle of the gun was on.

However, the warehouse manager who didn't shoot at all knew that the German sniper on the opposite side had nothing to do under such an attack.

For this reason, the warehouse manager still held his gun and stayed in place like a dead object, waiting for a better opportunity to fire.

As for the next time the opponent exposes the muzzle fire, it often means that the side loses another person.

To be honest, the warehouse management is a little bit out of control at such a time; the duel between the snipers may not seem so grand, but the result is still quite cruel.

Chapter 474 4 Hours ([-])

Talk!When the system prompt sounded in his head, and the moment when the countdown began to appear in his mind.

Four people, including Yang Dongli, Ashtray, Shi Polu, and Shengun, just reinstalled a guide wheel on the left side of the Brave.

It was this thing that was affected in the battle before, and it was blown out of shape.

As a result, they always feel that the car body is a little inflexible during operation.

And replaced it with a good guide wheel disassembled from other scrapped No. [-] tanks by the workers of a tractor factory; after trying it again, it felt much better immediately.

Then, the four of them received a system prompt.

If the system's reminder came a little earlier, they haven't even repaired the tank, so it seems that they are quite lucky.

At the same time, Yang Dongli, a senior target member, took some decisive measures immediately, just as Hu Biao expected.

In his mouth, he arranged it repeatedly:

"Shi Polu, I remember that there are only 20 shells left in the tank, hurry up and move some shells in with me, otherwise there won't be enough shells for this battle.

correct! 7.92 mm caliber bullets, get some in there too.

God stick, don't be idle with the ashtray, get me a few barrels of gasoline and fill it into the gas tank. There is not much left of this thing, and it can't drive very far.

Brothers, act quickly, Hu Biao's grandson is now in a hurry to get angry, maybe he will scold us again? "

Under such an arrangement, the four members of the tank crew got busy immediately.

It's just that when Yang Dongli ran towards the tank from the side of the workshop with five heavy shells in his arms, he suddenly heard something in his ear.

Immediately facing the ashtray that was carrying two barrels of gasoline and less than 10 meters away from the Brave, he yelled: "Mr. Yan, stop quickly and hide~"

Based on the trust in the comrades in the team, the ashtray instantly let go of the two metal oil barrels containing 25 liters of gasoline after such a very thoughtless sentence.

Then, in a series of embarrassing rolls, he hid behind a semi-finished T34 tank that did not have a turret installed.

Such a sense of trust saved the ashtray from disaster.

That was under the sound of 'click~', after a dark thing smashed through the roof of the workshop, it coincidentally fell towards the Brave.

Then, after such a dark thing fell on the turret, it immediately exploded.

The so-called black thing is actually a 50KG aerial bomb.

So in the following time, Yang Dongli and others who temporarily hid, felt an amazing impact after it exploded, even if they hid behind various shelters.

After all this subsided, they looked at the unrecognizable workshop and the wreckage of their precious Brave.

All of a sudden, the four people fighting in Zhongzhou felt like crying.

The Brave, such a car that brought so much joy and good memories to the men of the team, was scrapped under such nonsense.

Then, even the strongest weapons they had were scrapped, so could they take back such a place as Mamayev Gang?

Anyway, after Yang Dongli and the other four looked at each other, they all felt that this kind of thing was very hanging.

But escaping can't solve the problem, the current countdown that is constantly beating and decreasing in their heads, is like a magic spell that tightens their heads.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Dongli shouted:

"Let's go, find Comrade Deputy Factory Manager, let him transform, and transform us into a tank."

Under such a statement, the three people including the ashtray nodded their heads vigorously, with a little expression like that at that time...

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At the same time, in the Volgograd industrial area, in the gap between two piles of ruins.

Da Huyou took ten Maozi soldiers with him, and they were walking here in high spirits at the moment.

The main reason why they are so happy is that in this trade, their rich harvest is a bit beyond imagination; the main reason is that the water-mixed alcohol they brought this time has come in handy.

As long as the lid of this thing is opened and the smell of alcohol inside comes out, the boys can hardly resist it.

It can be said that in order to have an extra sip, those black market merchants are willing to take out their last rations.

So, today they returned 23 loaves of black bread, about 20 kilograms of horse sausage, two large bags of cabbage, and a bag of potatoes.

With so much food, they can make those bitter people eat enough for two more days.

The problem is, just when Da Huyou was thinking beautifully, when he went back, he would show off in front of Hu Biao, other team members and Mao Meizi.

Suddenly, there was a huge movement from Mamayev Gang, and a large number of German planes appeared in the sky.

Of course, there are system reminders and a countdown in the brain.

In the first moment, Da Huyou put away all the excited expressions on his face and replaced them with a dignified expression; when he glanced in the direction of Mamayev Post from a distance, he said something to the other Maozi soldiers :

"Not good! The Mamayev Post should have been lost. It's a matter of the entire Volgograd battle, so we have to rush there."