On the edge of the icy coniferous forest, the thick canvas tent was extremely warm by the cast iron wood stove. The burnt yellow flames of the coffee pot were constantly licking, and water vapor with a rich coffee aroma was steaming out from the spout.
Under a pine tree not far from the tent, the reindeer had already used its thick hooves to dig through the snow, leisurely eating the remaining lichen on the surface. If you look further away, on the frozen lake facing the tent, there is a man waving an engineer shovel and working hard to build a snowman.
These snowmen, which are regularly distributed a hundred meters apart, are each about one meter tall, with pine branches carefully inserted on both sides, and they even wear a green hat woven with pine needles on their head.
Further, at the other end of the lake, about two kilometers away from the tent, a pine tree as thick as a thigh, leaning against the foot of the mountain, had its excess branches cut off. It was also wrapped in a bright red scarf that stood out.
After building the last snowman, Wei Ran stood up straight and took a breath, then stepped on the skis stuck on the side and slowly returned to the edge of the tent.
Throwing a few pieces of firewood into the cast-iron stove that he chopped when he first arrived here yesterday, Wei Ran poured himself a large cup of scalding coffee and sipped it slowly while squinting his eyes and looking outside the tent. The snowmen patiently waited for their bodies to recover from the physical activity they had just experienced.
After a long time, when the coffee in the cup bottomed out, Wei Ran stood up and walked outside the tent, taking out the anti-tank weapon with a gun carriage from the metal book.
With "clang", he pushed the unfolded frame into the solid snow. Wei Ran turned around and took out a bearskin blanket from the tent and folded it up to serve as a cushion, making it stable. sat on it.
The probe glanced at the muzzle brake and made sure it matched the magazine filled with high-explosive bombs on the gun. Then he vigorously shook the crank on the right side of the gun, and there was a "click" There was a soft sound, and Weiran turned the crank three more times in the opposite direction to return to its original position and locked it. Then he pulled the gun release button and pushed a high-explosive bomb into the chamber with a crisp click.
Unlike most firearms today, the magazine of this anti-tank gun is on the left side of the gun body. The mechanical sights and optical sights are also on the left side of the gun body, and the entire weapon is biased towards the invisible side. The support-type design is not uncomfortable to use, but it is quite uncomfortable for him.
He stretched out his hand and turned the adjusting wheel in the middle of the gun carriage. The huge muzzle of the gun was slowly raised to a height where Wei Ran did not have to bend down, and then it was aimed at the cuckold snowman closest to him two hundred meters away. .
He tried pulling the trigger with one finger, but the huge force made him decisively add another finger.
"Boom!"
After a dull gunshot, the snowman pointed at by the mechanical sight, together with the one-meter-long log buried inside the snowman's body, Under the fierce bombardment of high-explosive bombs, the wood chips exploded in all directions and the snowflakes raised by the shock wave splashed away, which was especially beautiful.
Compared with the damage caused by this gun, Wei Ran, as a shooter, is more and more satisfied with the gun carriage attached to this anti-tank gun.
Before being sent back by the metal book, he had the opportunity to fire a shot at the half-track armored vehicle. Although the astonishing recoil did not cause severe pain in his shoulders, it also pushed him forward. The snow was rubbed back more than ten centimeters.
But now with this gun truck, most of the power is transmitted to the ground by the two large frames that poke into the snow. In the end, the recoil he can feel is only less than that of the independent gun. Shotguns with headshots have limited power.
Without the fear of recoil, Wei Ran became more interested, extending the shooting distance bit by bit, and enjoyed destroying the snowmen he had spent the whole day building.
After this test, Weiran was surprised to find that the accuracy of this anti-tank gun was surprisingly good. Using only a mechanical sight, it could hit anywhere within a range of 300 meters, but Thanks to the terrifying range of high-explosive bombs, no snowman could stand intact.
Three hundred meters away, the mechanical sight alone was useless. The crosshair was already bigger than the snowman. This was not because the gun was inaccurate, but because manpower could not reach it.
Fortunately, this anti-tank also comes with an optical sight. Although the magnification is only a pitiful 2.5 times, the field of view is still barely adequate, at least it can extend the distance of precise shooting. There is no problem to six or seven hundred meters.
This distance was completely sufficient for most battlefields during World War II, and was even somewhat excessive for a weapon whose main task was anti-tank.
However, Weiran does not intend to waste the huge power of this weapon. Although relying on it to damage the mainstream tanks on the Soviet-German battlefield at a distance of six to seven hundred meters is basically nonsense, even if it is farther away , as long as the shot is accurate, it is absolutely enough to at least kill the living target.
"I'll have to find a way to find a way to change the scope to a larger magnification when I get back."
Wei Ran kept this in mind, then stood up and put the sight in his mind. The bear skin blanket under his butt was spread on the snow. He removed the anti-tank gun from the gun carriage and replaced it with a new magazine. He continued to adapt to shooting with only the bipod on the gun body.
After all, although the artillery cart is good, it cannot be used on all terrains. In addition, the anti-tank gun itself is not small, and it is not safe when it is used in narrow places such as small wooden boats. Environment, you can't still mount the gun carriage at that time, right?
On the other hand, although the recoil force is a bit greater because of the lack of use of the gun carriage, the shooting accuracy has actually improved because there is an extendable support rod at the butt of the gun. And the most powerful proof is that he only used four bullets, and with the help of that not very useful scope, he was lucky enough to hit a cuckold snowman who was a full 800 meters away from him. .
Now, Wei Ran no longer cares about the recoil, and twists the support rod at the butt of the gun to lower the height.Speed, indirectly raised the muzzle of the gun, and aimed the sight in the scope hard at a snowman one kilometer away to drive away.
"Boom!"
Another dull gunshot sounded far away. About two seconds apart, there was an explosion on the mountain opposite the lake, a full two kilometers away from him. A ball of snowflakes. After waiting for a few more seconds, Wei Ran, who had already raised his telescope, heard an explosion blown by the wind.
Rubbing his shoulders that were a little sore from the continuous shooting, Wei Ran put away the telescope and lay down again, and pulled the trigger again at the selected target.
For this test shot, his ultimate goal was to hit the pine tree wrapped in a red scarf two kilometers away, but it was obvious that this was not an easy task.
After intermittently emptying three magazines with a total of 30 rounds of ammunition, Wei Ran had to temporarily stop what he was doing. He didn't want to be unable to sleep with shoulder pain at night.
Getting up from the soft bearskin blanket, Wei Ran suddenly thought before picking up the anti-tank gun and preparing to reload it on the gun carriage, could the two of them be stored separately in a metal book? If possible, it will undoubtedly save a lot of trouble in the future.
Thinking of this, his heart moved. The main body of the anti-tank gun he had just picked up disappeared instantly, and he himself sat on the thick snow due to the imbalance of his center of gravity.
Struggling to get up, Wei Ran quickly put his hand on the artillery truck, and then watched the artillery truck suddenly and completely disappear from his eyes.
"This is fun!"
Wei Ran became interested and tried again and again to summon the gun carriage or anti-tank gun again or summon them together. , and finally figured out the rules.
If these two things are separated, you can take out any one at will, but if you take them out together, they will just be randomly piled together, and it is easy to hit your feet. If you combine them together, they can only appear together. Apart from this, the only exception is the two ammunition boxes on the gun carriage. No matter how they are combined, they can be taken out separately.
After figuring out how to use it, Wei Ran picked up the bullet casings he had just used, put them all into the food box, and then skated to the messy lake surface on his skis to carefully observe the damage effects. Finally, this After picking up a few pieces of broken wood with broken pieces, he returned to the tent that was steaming with heat with satisfaction.
Throwing the collected wood into the cast-iron stove, Wei Ran put the pot of stewed venison leftover from yesterday's meal back on the stove to heat, and grilled a few big pieces of venison by the way.
Taking advantage of this little gap before eating, he took out the guqin from the metal book and strummed the strings to continue practicing the abandoned Xian Weng Cao. At the same time, he began to think about the next few songs in his mind. God’s arrangement.
Since the last course ended, nearly a week has passed since I went back and forth to Germany and lost time in between. It is undoubtedly too late to return to China now. Go to Finland to see the address and the string of details provided in the metal book.The coordinates seemed a bit hasty, and he didn't want to find out the answer so quickly.
After all, the one who stood out died first, and now the identity he has worked hard to disguise is just right. If he is too pushy, he will definitely be the unlucky one in the end.
After much thought, Wei Ran finally decided to go back to Volgograd after firing the remaining bullets, firstly to replenish some ammunition. Secondly, maybe you can ask Mr. Alexander to see if he can help process a suitable base for the scope.
Having made up his mind, Wei Ran took down the boiling stainless steel pot and filled his stomach with the fragrant big ribba. After taking a short rest, he immediately picked up the The engineer shovel stuck at the door of the tent continued to build a snowman on the ice.
The reason why he used the snowman as a target was naturally to leave as few traces of the anti-tank gun as possible. Otherwise, he would not have to work so hard to bring back the hit wood from the lake. When the firewood burned.
I was busy from dawn to dusk. When the gorgeous aurora appeared above my head, I piled up a large piece of snowman's fire. Then I returned to the warm tent out of breath, filled up the fuel for the wood stove, and immediately got out. Into a thick bearskin blanket.