Chapter 411 The Struggle of Death

When the shocking smell drilled into Frant's nose, then filtered it into Frant's olfactory system, and finally followed his nerves to the brain to conduct a sudden analysis. When the result was obtained, Frant felt as if he was frozen by the Wannian Xuanbing.

The past that had been sleeping for several years was read out in his mind. He would never forget that he was a newcomer who had just entered the naval commando in the Soviet-German battlefield. At that time, he was conducting sniper missions on the battlefield alone. Outside Berlin, he saw a battle between the German and Soviet troops with his own eyes. The German tanks and Soviet troops fought together.

A German tiger tank was invincible on the battlefield. The T34, which had won the war, smoked everywhere. No one was the opponent of the Tiger Tank, the king of tanks at that time. At that time, he watched with his own eyes as countless Soviet soldiers fell under the machine guns of the Tiger Tank, and the Russians were beaten to the point of being bloody and miserable.

However, at that time, Frant was lurking through the scope, and a figure covered in blood appeared beside the German tiger tank. Frant could tell at a glance that it was an old man, who was called the Red Army soldier.

When Frant saw that scene, to be honest, the first thing he felt was that this Russian was a little stupid. Everyone knew that the Soviet Red Army must have wanted to explode the tank alone, but everyone in the world at that time knew that if anyone wanted to take a explosive bag or a blasting tube to try to blow up the German tiger tank, it would be like committing suicide.

Everyone knows that during World War II, the only one in the world who was named King of Tanks was the German Tiger tank. If it weren't for the high cost of the Tiger tanks and the late stage of World War II, the German army had not had enough gasoline supply, then who in this world could defeat Rommel, who was known as the "Desert Fox"? To put it bluntly, the German army's defeat in North Africa and Europe was actually defeated by the energy. It was not the credit of the arrogant and arrogant Montgomery of Britain. The family had no real ability except to brag about their own faces.

But even so, in the late stage of the war, Germany lacked energy and even had insufficient steel to build Tiger tanks. At that time, everyone knew that Tiger tanks began to have flaws, and that flaw was the bottom of the tank. In fact, his armor was not so thick, but it was not necessary for veterans and military authorities to comment. Even Frant, who had just joined the US Navy Commando at that time, knew that even such ordinary explosive packs and blasting tubes could not pose any threat to the low-end version of Tiger tanks.

This poor Russian, he would definitely be crushed by the Tiger Five tank, and he could not even see the tank being damaged at all. Frant thought so in his mind at that time.

Of course, the reason why he came to this conclusion was that he even found that the Russian, who had a short-circuited brain, didn't even hold an explosive bag and a blasting tube. He actually only held three Molotov grenades tied together. This grenade is the same as the grenade used in the post-volunteer country, but it only looks a little bigger!

Use this to blow up the tiger tank? Isn’t that itchy for the tiger tank? That’s Frant, who actually looked down on the Soviet Red Army, certainly mocked his Allied friends like this.

However, when a huge roar passed, Frant was so surprised that he couldn't even close his mouth. He was incredibly sure that he had not made any hallucinations. He discovered that when the three grenades that looked somewhat different exploded, the giant giant seemed to jump up in an instant, and then the tank rolled forward for several steps and stopped like this.

The Tiger tank was pushed away in an emergency, and then Frant watched as a dreamlike watching several German tank soldiers jump out of the Tiger tank. The impossible became a fact. Three grenades actually killed a Tiger tank. This fact made Frante unable to stop talking for a long time, but from then on, he remembered the name of the grenade. His name was Molotov Grenade, and also remembered that he had the special bloody smell of smoke.

But what is fatal is that he smelled this deadly bloody smell again today, and on their positions, and on positions filled with shells everywhere. When he thought of Molotov's grenade, Frant of course couldn't help but burst out all over his sweat.

Needless to think, due to the different ideology and the natural hostility of the two superpowers in the world at that time, the Soviet Molotov grenade, which is the number one enemy in the world in the United States, would never be placed in the American ammunition belt. The only possible possession of such a terrifying grenade is the Chinese Communist army and the Korean People's Army. However, the smell of this grenade smoke actually appeared on this position. Of course, Frant couldn't help but look pale in fear.

Frant finally understood why he was so scared, and he finally understood what he was most afraid of!

On this artillery position that is gunpowder, if it is detonated by Molotov's grenade, then there are still a few people here who can escape from the sky, which is definitely a place of death.

He screamed, then understood in panic, and then Frant ran forward desperately while shouting!

Speaking of escaping, Frant had to observe well, and it was too difficult to maintain a very clear mind at this critical moment.

Why go forward and not escape on the road when you come?

Because the position below is not far away, which is more than ten meters away, the end of this flat land, and there are some hillsides below. As long as Frant rushed out and rushed into the hillside and rolled down the hillside, he might escape from the sky.

And when he turned around and ran back? Then there was a hillside behind him. If he ran upwards, once all the shells here exploded, countless shrapnel and airflow would spread around. By then, Frant might have just climbed halfway up the mountain. To put it bluntly, it would be strange if he could survive.

"Run quickly, it's going to explode!"

To be honest, Frant's mouth, which had a panic look and abrupt and terrifying remarks, made a really nonsensical smell. The US troops on the artillery positions looked at each other one by one. They really didn't understand why Frant made such heart-scareful remarks in such a quiet scene.

However, Frant was running and fleeing, and even shouting desperately, he didn't seem to be joking, but it also made the soldiers on the position nervous. Of course, they also knew what the consequences would be if an explosion occurred here, and that was the possibility that everyone on the position could not even leave a whole body.

At this time, a man's face changed drastically, almost following Frant's running, and began to move at the same time. This man was the captain on the artillery position. Maybe he was not the best soldier or an excellent sniper. But as a captain, he knew a little more than ordinary soldiers. He knew very well what kind of troops the US Navy Commando was, and he also understood what it meant to be a lieutenant in the US Navy Commando, let alone such a young lieutenant!

"Listen to the lieutenant, I want to escape with us!"

Seeing Frant running so desperately, of course the captain knew how urgent it was, so he shouted at his soldiers, and then followed Frant and began to run away.

If there was a captain, coupled with Frant's running, the US soldiers around them became frightened one by one, so they began to hesitate and became firm. After all, there was only one life, and they could make more jokes. Anyway, no one would die, but if their lives were really lost, it would be dead. Driven by the desire to survive, these soldiers began to run.

But even though they began to escape, the artillery soldiers who had been working by the artillery had not yet understood what was going on here. They just strangely saw many comrades who were usually very familiar with began to escape desperately, and they also screamed in panic. The scene was incredible. The artillery soldiers looked at these guys with doubts, and they didn't realize they were going to run away at all?

Of course, Frant discovered it a little late. If he had asked all of these soldiers to start escaping, perhaps there might be more people alive. However, because he had said a few words to the captain, he had to take too much time. To be honest, even Frant had only run seven or eight meters away, and before he even reached the hillside, the explosion was earth-shaking.

With a bang, Frant only felt a sound behind him as if the sky had fallen. He vaguely felt a threat behind him that would be deadly. It seemed that the real God of Death opened his swallowing mouth to him, the fake God of Death, at this moment. He didn't even dare to look back. He knew that at this time, if he could run faster, there might be an extra chance of escaping.

"Not good! It really exploded..."

"Help..."

"ah……"

The explosion, the aura, and the screams of death immediately occupied Frant's entire ear, but at this time he did not stop, and even forcibly made himself forget these.

"Quick! Hurry!"

At this time, what he was most anxious about was to make himself faster, because he knew that as long as he was faster, he would lose a chance of being killed. As soon as the hillside was about to arrive, as long as he rushed down the slope, the airflow and shrapnel would shoot out into the middle of the mountain. As long as he reached the hillside, he would be safe. The desire to survive drove Frant to take out his strength to race against time!

Finally, when the air waves behind him were rolling on him, Frant felt that he could not stand any longer. With the huge explosion of the shells and his momentum, he rushed out of the platform and shot out like an arrow.

Then, a louder explosion sounded behind him. If the sound at first was that the sky had collapsed, then the whole earth had collapsed. Then Shanwu's golden light and blood were shining, everything in the entire artillery position seemed to be torn into pieces. Then Frant's ears lost any hearing, and his body that flew out fell down fiercely.

Fortunately, during the fall, Frant's ears were deafened by the loud explosion and even blood flowed out of his ears, but he still kept his mind clear. While he was falling, he was looking for a way to survive. As soon as he came out of the tiger's mouth, he jumped into the wolf's den, and found that he was at least on a five-meter-high cliff. If he fell like this, his life would be the same.

The huge explosion had a great impact on Frante. Under the impact of the sound waves, Frante only felt his ears blindfolded, his eyes blurred, and his mind was in chaos. The speed of falling down and the impact of the explosion on his body, his life fire was shaking.

However, driven by his will to survive, Frant still rushed to a small bush under the hillside that was not very thick under the hillside during the rapid fall. Although Frant was lucky to be not hit by shrapnel under the impact of gravity and explosive airflow, when he hit the branch hard, he pulled and broke one tree fork after another. Frant only knew what he grabbed at this time. He felt that this had been broken and went to grab another. He could still keep such a clear mind in this situation. He seemed that God was sincerely going to go against him. But even so, when he reached the bottom of the tree, he still fell down and seemed to be disbanded.

Finally landed on the ground and fell heavily under the tree. Frant felt that he was incomplete and could not move. If he hadn't seen his eyes still moving, others would have thought he had already seen God.

It was not that Frante didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move anymore. Frante also knew that he couldn't move. When a person's internal organs were damaged by a shock, the best way was to lie down and remain motionless, allowing the body to recover freely. The human body is a wonderful and powerful machine. Many mechanisms cannot be explained by science now. The stronger the body, the faster it will recover. On the contrary, if you move around at will, it is very likely that the injury will worsen. If you attack again, it will not be healed in a short while.

He looked up at the front helplessly. Although Frant had lost his ears and hearing, he could still see the scene in front of him. He looked at the original artillery position in despair. Now it seemed that it had become a huge fireworks, and dazzling lights rushed up from the plain. The waves of air that could almost be seen with the naked eye destroyed everything on the plain and turned everything he passed through into ashes.

The body was trembling, but in fact the mountains were shaking, and another huge fireworks exploded. Frant even saw half of a soldier flying in the air. The body was flying helplessly in the air, as if hit by a shrapnel that penetrated from the airflow. Then the already half-parted body was torn in half again, and a blood rain sprinkled out of the sky...

There were soldiers falling from above the cliff, some jumping down to escape, some simply being washed down by the explosion airflow, and there were corpses and living people. Frant even saw an American soldier with a panic that seemed to scream in fear and smashed him from the cliff.

Frant did not hide, and he could not hide, but in the end he didn't have to hide. The soldier obviously had a strong desire to survive in the air, but his ability to survive was much worse than that of him. After falling from the air, he was extremely nervous and uneasy. He didn't even know how to control his body gliding in the air. He only knew that he was crying and shouting in the air and grabbed it all. In the end, he could not catch the big tree on Frant's head and fell straight to Frant's side.

The blood arrow rushed out and then splashed all over Frant. Frant even looked at the corner of his eyes. Seeing the American soldier who fell under the tree seemed to struggle to sit up, and then looked at him with a straight look. Frant's heart sighed, and then the soldier's eyes fell from his socket, and then he fell straight down without moving for a moment.

It turned out that the American soldier had the only consciousness left in the afternoon before he died. When he fell to the ground and hit the ground heavily, even deformed half of his head, the last remaining consciousness in his mind still made him climb up, but this consciousness only lasted for less than a second and disappeared without a trace. He was already dead, and it was useless to struggle any longer.

Dead, all died, and the entire artillery group of the 31st Division of the US Infantry Division was over. In other words, from this moment on, Van Vritte in the command post could only lower his head sadly. He knew that the plan for the Volunteer Army's position attack had to be stopped. Without the support of artillery fire, the US military would not be able to complete a decent position attack. This battle could not be fought. When artillery fire was transferred, the Volunteer Army's reinforcements would be in place, and there would be no point in attacking again.

Frant understood all this, but he suddenly thought of Van Vritte. He suddenly thought of what he was doing here and what his responsibilities were.

He came with the sniper of the Chinese Communist army. He arrived at the Shangganling combat zone to protect Steam Fret, but his mission has not been completed yet. Frant's eyes even showed a smug CCP sniper moving along the small heights towards the command post. Once General Van Fret saw that there was no hope of war, he would definitely leave the command center and return to the headquarters of the Eighth Army.

However, it is absolutely impossible to walk on the highway. If there are snipers from the Chinese army at this position, then General Van Varret is definitely in danger.

No, I want to get up, my blood is boiling, my murderous intention is rising, and how can the warrior who never recognizes the failure of the battlefield be watched here as the person who is protected is assassinated?

"I am the 'God of Death'. The life harvester on the battlefield has always been the only one who kills others. How can I be defeated so easily?"

Frant was crying in his heart. He knew that he had to find a way to recover as soon as possible. He knew that he had a lot of things not finished. If General VanVleet was really assassinated, he would not only not even be able to wash away his shame even if he died, but even the US Navy Commando and the Ministry of Internal Affairs would be shamed.

"No! I want to get up, I want to kill that damn CCP sniper!"

Frant roared in his heart, then his fingers moved little by little, and his will drove him to slowly control his body. Then he sat up slowly, unable to help but cough, and then felt something gushing out of his throat. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, but after spitting out the blood, Frant did not feel the injury worsening, but instead felt that he felt much more comfortable.

"'Devil Warrior'! Is it you? It must be you! Let you bear my anger!"

The blood was a little red and black, and it was not directly sprayed out of his chest, which means that his internal organs were not seriously injured. And driven by his strong physique, he had already spit out a mouthful of blood stasis. Soon Frant knew that he would recover and that he could stand up again.

"Get up! Get up quickly! I can still fight. You are the god of death, you are the nightmare of the enemy~!"

Frant murmured and kept encouraging himself. He had already started to hold the tree beside him with his hands and began to stand up slowly. His face showed joy and then shouted:

"Frant! Be stronger, you are the best, you can't let yourself be shamed. The best warrior is to knock the enemy down. Think about the Crusaders who were brave enough to move forward in the Middle Ages!"

Frant kept arousing his fighting spirit, and then his fighting spirit continued to rise. Finally, he stood up under the tree again. His straight body was comparable to the tall trees around him. As a warrior, he was a natural butcher on the battlefield. The more pressure he was in battle, the more he could inspire endless potential in his entirety.

"I... OK! OK... I saw you, you are indeed there!"

At this time, the explosion on the artillery position finally began to stop, and then Frant subconsciously saw the figure of searching for the CCP snipers. He had a sense that the CCP sniper would not leave before the explosion stopped. He must be here. He needs to find out where they are immediately.

As for why it is possible to determine that the CCP sniper has not left here and has not left, Frant was determined due to two points.

First, the CCP sniper directed a good show, so he would not be willing to leave like this. He must have wanted to watch the end of this story with his own eyes. As a sniper, he can watch the enemy be crushed to pieces in his plan. This must be a huge enjoyment. At least Frant likes to do such things very much, and in the process he can get an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Second, because the artillery found a huge explosion at his position, judging from the position where the third military vehicle stopped, the best position for this CCP sniper to escape was on the hillside. If you think about it, it is of course much more dangerous on the hillside than on the hillside. Therefore, this CCP sniper can only find a safe place to hide, and cannot move during the explosion, because once the shrapnel flew around after the explosion, it was not recognized by people. He believed that the CCP sniper who could make such a careful detonation plan was definitely not a fool.

Due to these two judgments, it is much easier to find such a position on this low-high hillside. This position must be suitable for people to see the panoramic view on the flat ground. One position is to have a shield in front of him to isolate all the shrapnel flying from the enemy, so that he can protect himself well. So after Frant only searched on the uphill, he immediately found a suitable position.

Immediately afterwards, he saw two ups and downs, suddenly flashing among the trees on the hillside. They actually climbed along both sides of the road to the top of the small highland. So of course, their purpose was indeed another, that is General Van Van Vreet.

"No, they must not let their plan succeed!"

From the ups and downs of the sliver, there were clearly two figures moving there, so Frant immediately knew that the CCP sniper he was facing this time was not one, but two. Seeing the two CCP snipers approaching Van Vritte, he didn't know where the strength came from. He took a big step forward and began to walk forward. Although his body was shaking and his body was very uncomfortable, at least Frant knew that he could finally act, so he began to move forward step by step regardless of everything.

Moving forward firmly, one step at a time. Frant felt that he was struggling desperately. At this time, he couldn't care whether moving his body so quickly would cause sequelae. However, the responsibility of completing the task, protecting the task goals, and the rage in his heart made him feel that he had to take revenge no matter what, and made him grit his teeth and move forward.

Step by step, step by step!

Slowly Frant felt as if he heard some sound, there seemed to be screaming inside the sound, and there were also crying around him.

The hand swing frequency became faster and faster, and the feet became more and more firm. The dizzy mind seemed to be beginning to become clear. Frant finally found that he had finally recovered his body.

As he walked faster and faster, Frant even found his gun again in the grass. This was a Springfield sniper rifle, also called the "Springfield" sniper rifle. Springfield is very similar to the name of "Ku Mu. In fact, this gun was produced by the American Springfield Arsenal and has nothing to do with Kou Mu. In China, many people even think that this was designed and manufactured by Kou Mu people.

But what about it?

The Springfield rifle is a counterfeit model of the Mauser 98. It was licensed by the Mauser Arsenal on June 19, 1903 and started production at the Springfield Arsenal in the United States. It was then used as a standard rifle for the US military. It was not until 1938 that the m1 Garland rifle replaced the m1903 Springfield rifle and became the new standard rifle for the US military. This sniper rifle began to slowly fade out of the US military's equipment.

However, the Springfield rifle has not been praised by a large number of US snipers, including Frant, who is known as the "God of Death".

Frant now uses an old-fashioned m1903 Springfield rifle. This gun uses the classic rotating rear pulling bolt of the Mauser 98 rifle. The barrel is shorter than that of the Mauser 98 rifle. The bolt is changed to bend downward, which is easier to carry. The cabin capacity is still 5 rounds, and the 5-round split magazine is used to feed the ammunition.

The mm1903 rifle has excellent processing technology, and in various harsh environments, the accuracy and operation reliability can be maintained well. The addition of optical scopes removes mechanical sights to prevent the use of the scopes. This configuration is almost tailor-made for Frant. On the contrary, although the later Galland sniper rifle has a much stronger ammunition capacity, Frant still chose the Springfield rifle in terms of power and accuracy.

"Brother, help me, we will definitely let any enemy fall under your gun!"

The Springfield sniper rifle, which originally seemed very light, now seems a little heavy. This is why Frant's body has not fully recovered. However, when Frant carefully checked the sniper rifle and confirmed that the US military industry was indeed very strong, his eyes raised his fighting spirit again. When a sniper has a sniper rifle in his hand, it is a complete combination. Once the gun is missing, they will be no different from a normal person. As long as one shot is in hand, Frant will have the confidence to defeat any enemy.

It was difficult to get uphill, and every step he took would even cause severe pain in some parts of his body. However, Frant gritted his teeth and persevered, but instead began to walk faster and faster, because when he found that he had walked to the hillside below the artillery position, the CCP snipers who had begun to walk through the hillside had already reached the peak of the small highland, and they had already begun to approach the command center.

"Damn it! I hope the general and the others don't come out now!"

Although Frant knew that Colonel Bob was protecting him by Van Vreet, he was still full of worry. You should know that although Colonel Bob was powerful, anyone knew that open guns were easy to avoid and hidden arrows were difficult to defend against. On this battlefield, the reason why snipers were the most powerful was that, so when he thought of this kind of strength, Frant crawled harder, and even crawled blood to the corners of his mouth again, he did not make it this way.

"Who is it? Is it Hepburn?"

It happened to be the interruption of climbing to the hillside, but Frant suddenly found that there was one person suddenly on the small high ground. Then the man walked towards the artillery position, as if he was observing this side! This figure made Frant very familiar with him, as if he was one of the three soldiers he led.

"Hepburn! I...I'm here..."

Seeing Hepburn, Frant seemed to see hope. He couldn't help but shout loudly, but because his physical injuries had not healed yet, he seemed to have spoken for the first time since he was injured. He actually felt strangely that his voice could not be made. His voice floated in the morning breeze, and Hepburn seemed to have not heard it at all!

Frant was extremely anxious. He muttered heavily, intending to clear his throat properly, and now calling Hepburn, but before he could scream, Hepburn suddenly flashed on the hillside, and then another figure seemed to flash around him. The figure was as fast as lightning, and it suddenly rushed towards Hepburn...
Chapter completed!