Chapter 800 German-Soviet War (99)

In the temporary command post by the railway.

The commander of the Vladilian Regiment asked the division commander Savvati. "Comrade division commander, should we continue to send people to search and destroy the German army?" Although the German mines are a big problem, Comrade Stalin's order is to destroy this damn German army as soon as possible. Although there is no specific deadline, according to "common sense", this deadline is at least three days and at most a week; if the destruction task is not completed within ten days, then they can only take the initiative to report to the "Kraslag" labor camp. And he did not personally lead the team into the mountains to search and destroy. It is better for others to die than for himself.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky outside, Division Commander Savvati shook his head. "If we go into the mountains now, we may encounter an ambush by the German army at night. Withdraw everyone first, and gather two regiments of troops to go into the mountains tomorrow to destroy this group of German troops in one go!" I couldn't help cursing these damn Germans in my heart. They were fighting in the front with great momentum and invincibility, so why did they come to the rear to make trouble? ! And they had to come to the railway section he was responsible for guarding to cause trouble? Can't he just guard the railway peacefully? !

"Yes!"

Just like that, the night passed peacefully. Before dawn the next day, Fred woke up early, had breakfast, and set off with a platoon, groping towards the railway in the dark forest. Because he didn't know whether all the mines buried yesterday had been detonated, or whether the place attacked yesterday was guarded by the Soviet army, so he deliberately walked a little off.

After groping forward in the forest for more than two hours, they finally arrived near the railway when the sun just rose. Rescue work was still busy near the derailed train yesterday. There were Soviet soldiers guarding closely within 500 meters around. Fred and others didn't dare to get too close, and quietly came to a small hill nearby.

Looking at the American corpses neatly placed on the ground in the distance, Fred sighed. "It really deserves it. You have to come all the way here to die. Why don't you just stay at home?"

The railroad tracks that they overturned have been repaired, and it seems that trains will be running soon. Unfortunately, this place is 800 meters away from the railway, which is beyond the range of the grenade launcher.

Just when Fred was wondering whether he should move to a place closer to the railway, the deputy company commander beside him reminded him softly. "Company commander, look at the 10 o'clock direction, it seems to be the Soviet command post."

Fred pointed the telescope at the 10 o'clock direction and saw a big tent with several antennas around it. "It should be a big fish, but it's a pity. It would be better if there were mortars." A shell fired over, and if he was lucky, he could kill everyone inside. But even if there was no mortar, he didn't intend to let these big fish go easily. "Machine gun ready!"

Just then a man walked out of the tent, stood there and stretched.

"Hey, it looks like a division commander?!" Fred didn't expect to meet an enemy division commander here, so he immediately called the three snipers in the platoon to his side. "Did you see the division commander? Can you kill him?"

The three of them looked embarrassed. "Company commander, we have never shot at such a long target." They were holding SVDS sniper rifles. Although the manual of the scope stated that it could hit targets 1,100 meters away, they usually only shot targets about 500 meters away at most. Now they were asked to shoot targets 800 meters away, and they were really unsure.

However, the distance of 500 meters was much better than that of the snipers in the original time and space during World War II, because most snipers during World War II basically would not shoot at targets beyond 200 meters. (Except for the god-like Simon Haye who used an old-fashioned rifle and could snipe the enemy at 700 meters without even a scope)

The main factor limiting this range was the scope at that time.

During World War II, even Germany, which had the best optical level, had very limited scope performance. Only 5-4 times low-magnification, small-field-of-view scopes can be equipped.

The 5-4 times magnification determines that the scopes during World War II can only observe targets at relatively close distances. People with observation experience should know that at this magnification, a person 400 meters away is already very small, and the width of the torso is about the same as a 4mm thick pencil lead 40 cm away from the naked eye. After the magnification is determined, the diameter of the lens such as the objective lens determines whether the field of view is wide or not. However, under limited materials and process levels, in order to make large-size lenses able to withstand the impact of guns without breaking, it is necessary to pay a high price in terms of cost and production capacity burden, which makes the size and field of view of the scope objective lens at that time far from comparable to modern products. At 100 meters, the field of view of 5 degrees is only 86 meters, and the field of view of 6 degrees is only 5 meters. The combination of low magnification and small field of view determines that these early scopes can neither see the details in the distance clearly, nor see wide enough at close range.

Moreover, there is no precise scale on the lens of this scope. The shooter can only use the triangle principle and the size of the reference object relative to the scale to perform proportional calculations. However, in actual combat, this calculation is not only difficult to obtain accurate results, but it is also not easy to find a suitable reference object.

Based on the limitations of the scope in observation, ranging, and aiming performance at that time, snipers in World War II would only shoot at targets within a distance that could be completed without thinking and with intuitive visual experience, and could tolerate a large degree of error. This limits their maximum attack range to only slightly greater than the direct shooting distance of a rifle at most times, which is no different from that of ordinary soldiers.

Fred waved his hand in disapproval. "If you don't have 100% confidence, you should have 30% confidence, right? If the three of you shoot at the same time, wouldn't the chance of hitting be 90%? Never mind, just shoot, it's not your fault if you miss. Machine gunners, get ready, once they start firing, start sweeping."

Seeing that the company commander had said so, the three snipers could only set up their guns to aim, measure the distance, and measure the wind speed; a red flag was hanging next to the tent and fluttering in the wind, which indirectly provided them with the wind speed.

"Company commander, get ready."

"Listen to my command, three, two, one!" As soon as Fred finished speaking, the three snipers pulled the trigger at the same time, and three gunshots burst out almost at the same time.

Fred, who was staring at the division commander through the telescope, saw a ball of blood mist suddenly burst out from the other's chest, and the whole person fell backwards, and couldn't help shouting. "Beautiful! Hit!" The gunshots had already exposed them, so his shouts didn't matter.

Then, three MG3 machine guns spewed out flames, the sound of tearing cloth continued, and dense bullets swept towards the temporary command post in the distance.