Chapter 007: The Struggle Against Desperation

"Ha, you hit that guy!" Luke's voice suddenly came from behind.

Two soldiers responded immediately. Although there was only one window on the eastern side, the walls of the wooden cabin had been riddled with numerous holes, some as small as a peach and others as large as a bowl, allowing the well-trained and experienced warriors to shoot outward through these openings

However, the calculation process for this lead time is not something that can be easily resolved by mere scientific knowledge; it also depends on the accuracy of spatial perception, visual conditions, shooting experience, and the ability to grasp the situation, among other factors. In these aspects, Weiss was still not fully aware of himself or his adversaries. When the soldiers in the room began to shoot outward, he did not recklessly join the battle but instead observed quietly and learned silently

Weiss couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Really?"

What a clever scheme! What great courage! What exceptional skill!

Luke had no time to pay attention to Weiss's adoring gaze, but instead handed the "Grumman Fire Stick" back to him: "I'll take care of the north, you keep an eye on the south, lie down and shoot, keep your head down, got it"

At the moment Luke spoke, Weiss had already lowered his head. In an instant, he felt something brush against the tips of his hair, accompanied by a sharp whistle that cut through the air, sending a chill through every pore of his body: if his movements had been even a fraction of a second slower, his head would surely have been shattered into countless pieces, with red and white splattering across the ceiling

With the invincible fire stick in hand, Luke quickly enlarged the shooting hole into a one-meter square opening.

Turning his head to take a look, he saw Luke, with black hair and yellow skin, kneeling on one knee, surveying the battlefield while loading bullets into the expensive and exquisite sniper rifle.

He decided to go all out! Wei Si gritted his teeth, suddenly got up, and poked his head out, using his own head as bait

Get down quickly

"Dragon! Come up! Cover me!" With this remark, Luke dashed out with two guns in hand

In an instant, the falcon in Luke's hand also made a sound. The "thud" sounded much crisper and sharper than the gunfire of the "Grumman fire stick"

I have to go up and give it a try" he said to the tall man "this is our only hope

Fortunately, it did not injure any vital areas, and there is still a chance for treatment. The soldier next to him quickly applied pressure and bandaged the wound.

Luke slung the sniper rifle over his shoulder, jumped up from the spot, then hugged the beam with his arms and pushed off the wall with his feet, swiftly climbing up. He moved laterally along the wooden beam and soon reached the position of the chimney in the fireplace. He drew out a dagger and began to tap and chisel around the junction of the chimney and the roof, seemingly confirming their specific structure and sturdiness. After a moment, he looked down at Weiss and said, "Hand me the 'fire stick'!"

Having grasped this technique, Weiss did not hesitate to choose a shooting position facing east, with his left foot forward and right foot back, leaning his upper body forward, focusing intently on aiming, and following the prescribed method. At the moment he pulled the trigger, he felt the stock recoil violently, his ears rang, a cloud of white smoke filled his vision, and ripples spread in his heart.

The warriors under your command have already suffered more than half of their casualties, and the mission is on the verge of failure. Even though the tall man feels reluctant, he can only allow Luke to take a risk and make a final attempt

Weisi still lay on the ground, in a comfortably slightly itchy position, and asked: "Did I hit it?"

He threw the "Grumman Fire Stick" to Weiss, while Luke took up the "Falcon" himself. After searching for a while through the sniper scope, he suddenly took off his helmet and tossed it to Weiss: "Dragon! Fishing tactic! Understand?"

Dong! Shua - La! Dong! Shua - La! Dong! Shua - La!

Weiss was pondering when he suddenly heard Luke speaking to him: "Long, why aren't you shooting?"

In a moment of daze, Weiss seemed to see the war god descending to the mortal realm. When he turned around to prepare to help clean up the stinking fish and rotten shrimp, he discovered that the enemy attacking from the east was hurriedly retreating, dragging their wounded. Previously, there had been thirty to forty men like fierce tigers descending the mountain, but now there were fewer than twenty remnants of the defeated troops. Such a stark contrast was largely attributable to Luke's efforts

Just as the words were spoken, the wooden wall panel directly opposite Weiss exploded with a loud bang, creating a gaping hole.

The enemy coming from the north is approximately equal in number to that from the east, but the terrain on this side is open and lacks shooting cover, which is disadvantageous for infantry advancement. Luke's two rapid shots successfully drove back the enemy on this side. To the south, where Weiss is "stationed," is their own retreat direction. The Norman soldiers pursuing them would need to detour around the south side of the wooden house, requiring a long distance to travel, which is why very few Norman soldiers were seen on the side of the map, and they had no opportunity to fire at all. To the south, where Weiss is "stationed," is their own retreat direction. The Norman soldiers pursuing them would need to detour around the south side of the wooden house, requiring a long distance to travel, which is why very few Norman soldiers were seen on the side of the map, and they had no opportunity to fire at all

Previously ambushed, the Ulster Freedom Federation fighters retreated to the cabin in disarray, missing the opportunity to showcase their combat skills. Now, relying on the cabin for defense, they engage in free shooting against the encroaching enemies, their calm demeanor, proficient techniques, and seamless coordination are vividly displayed

Weiss had not yet had the chance to offer his praise when he saw Luke once again shouldering the "Hawk" and demanding the "Grumman Fire Stick" from him. Without a word, he handed over the rifle in his hand to Luke, while inwardly lamenting: the enemy's sniper rifle was as formidable as a divine artifact, while our own rifle was only suitable for rough work. The arms industry of the Alster Free Federation is truly embarrassing!

Ha, what is this 'Black Death God'? It's just a fool! Weiss deliberately spoke loudly so that everyone in the room could hear.

"The situation is not looking good!" Luke whispered, "The Black Reaper is definitely over here! He is an experienced veteran from the last great battle, having killed more people than we have hunted beasts. The fishing tactic is of no use against him."

Luke wielded the specialized sniper rifle he had seized from the enemy, hitting nearly every shot with unparalleled precision. Weiss, holding the "Grumman Fire Stick," naturally focused his attention on the soldiers using the same type of weapon. This large-caliber bolt-action rifle is heavy, has significant recoil, and can hold a maximum of 4 rounds in the magazine. Its rate of fire and maneuverability are not impressive, and when targeting distant objectives, the bullet's trajectory drops noticeably, making accurate shooting more challenging. Nevertheless, the soldiers were able to achieve a hit rate of one in two or one in three shots against enemies hundreds of meters away. Such exceptional marksmanship cannot be attained without years of rigorous training.

The tall figure issued a loud command: "Tommaso! Agnello! Strengthen the firepower on the eastern side, and first drive back the enemies over here!"

This is not difficult, remember this: the wind is blowing from the west here, with a wind speed of 5 knots. When shooting from the east window, if the enemy is at the same height as the sight, shoot at a position one body length behind him. If he is running fast, shoot at a position two body lengths in front of him; if he is jogging, shoot at a position one body length in front of him. If the enemy is only half a sight high, double all the previous positions. If the enemy is two sights high, halve all the previous positions. Luke quickly imparted the shooting instructions for this moment and place to him.

Weiss originally did not understand, but holding Luke's helmet and thinking about the urgent need to deal with the enemy sniper, he suddenly had an epiphany. He approached the window, turned around, lay down, and used the "Grumman fire stick" to prop up the helmet. He slowly rose about one meter away from the window until the brim of the helmet was roughly parallel to the lower edge of the window, then he slowed his movements.

Due to the constant threat posed by enemy snipers, the soldiers dared not get too close to the windows, typically firing two or three shots before having to change positions. Weiss also noticed this, so he planned to take another shot before moving to the side, but unexpectedly, he was targeted after just firing one shot

Luke turned to assess the situation in the south: "Alright, now we can focus on dealing with the enemies in the west!"

Luke did not respond; instead, he suddenly grabbed the back of his collar and yanked it hard. Weiss was caught off guard and immediately fell backward with a thud, but instead of feeling any resentment, he looked ahead in fear.

What exactly is this "patrol ship"? Is it some kind of land vehicle, or an airship or aircraft? At this moment, Weiss has lost the will to ponder. He had just observed for quite a while and saw dozens of people in white quickly encircling from several directions, making it impossible to distinguish between ordinary soldiers and professional snipers. Although the sniper rifles seized from the enemy greatly enhanced Luke's capabilities, it was truly asking too much of him to deal with the enemy's ace snipers.

Weiss quickly handed over the rifle in his hand

Everyone be careful, the enemy's snipers are very skilled, and make sure not to give them any opportunities! Although the tall one has not completely lost his combat ability, it is Luke who is loudly reminding everyone at this moment

It is evident that Luke wanted to refuse, but at that moment, a bullet pierced through the wooden wall and struck the middle-aged man accompanying Zdoctor's degree. The ladies were already terrified, and upon witnessing this, they screamed and cried, nearly collapsing.

Eliminated! Luke once again provided a positive response

Having said that, he took a small piece of lens from his jacket pocket, pinched the corner of the lens, and slowly raised it to observe the situation in the west through the reflection. After a moment, he said to Weiss: "Hey, Long, let's go fishing again!"

In less than ten seconds, Luke fired off the remaining three rounds in the magazine in one breath, his movements so swift that they left onlookers feeling dazzled. He stood with each foot on a beam, his left hand firmly holding the gun, while his right hand swiftly retrieved four bullets from the bandolier slung over his shoulder, deftly loading them into the magazine. Then it was gun up, aim, fire; pull the bolt, eject the shell, reset; gun up, aim, fire... During this time, enemy bullets occasionally pierced through the roof, and splintered wood flew around Luke, yet he remained utterly unfazed, resembling a valiant and formidable human machine gun.

However, just a few seconds after Luke finished speaking, a wail of despair echoed from within the cabin. Upon closer inspection, a soldier was found lying not far from the window, and the bullet that struck him must have been fired from that very window.

The tall man responded, "Have you taken out the sniper over here?"

Time passed second by second, bullets whizzed by, occasionally striking the roof to the west with a dull thud, yet the precise shot of the sniper never materialized

Without the steel helmet, Weiss had no choice but to make some sacrifices. He took off his coat, turned it inside out, and used the gunstock to prop it up, moving it to the side and slowly extending it out.

I am counting on you, Luke! Please do not let my risks be in vain! Weiss shouted in his heart

Weisling had a sudden inspiration and replied, "I usually practice on fixed targets, and I was just exploring the techniques!"

As a seasoned veteran who has long frequented various military forums, Weiss certainly understands that in long-range shooting, in addition to adhering to the basic principles of alignment and the accuracy of sight settings, one must also comprehensively consider factors such as bullet velocity, wind direction, wind speed, and the movement trends of the target, in order to calculate the appropriate lead time for a successful hit.

As Weiss climbed, he pondered. By the time he reached the roof outside, he understood Luke's intention: the chimney of the wooden house stood on the eastern side of the roof, and the shooting port carved from the chimney position could only deal with enemies to the east. With their current tools, carving shooting ports on the roofs of the other three sides would be both time-consuming and labor-intensive. Therefore, they decided to use strong firepower to repel the enemies from the east, climb onto the roof, and use the ridge as cover to shoot down at the enemies on the other three sides.

This won't do, Luke! shouted the tall man, If this continues, we will all die here! We need to find a way to eliminate the enemy's sniper if we are to have any chance of holding out until the patrol ship arrives

The surviving soldiers were either shooting or rescuing their comrades. Weiss got up from the ground and volunteered, saying: "I will help you!"

Understood!" Wei Si nodded quickly

Which opera is this from

Thus, the two individuals collaborated separately, one heading south and the other north, crawling on the gabled roof to ambush the enemy soldiers encircling them from both sides

Luke furrowed his brow, gritted his teeth, and wore a look of perplexity as if he were at a loss for what to do. However, he soon lifted his head to gaze at the ceiling, and an idea struck him.

Out of the corner of his eye, Weiss caught a glimpse of Luke suddenly rising like a cobra attacking its target, his head and half of his upper body thrusting forward, with the sniper rifle serving as his venomous fangs. Moments later, the gunshot rang out. Weiss's tension was instantly alleviated by more than half, and he even began to envision this low-starting, high-rising battle as an excellent opportunity to change his fate. In the blink of an eye, however, he witnessed a scene worse than a nightmare: Luke's entire body suddenly trembled, countless crimson fragments bursting forth from his once gallant face, the yellow skin of his face vanishing without a trace, leaving only a gory, gaping hole.

There is an open area of about 100 meters between the forest to the west and the wooden cabin. Weiss saw the enemy soldiers dressed in white cloaks already reaching the edge of the forest, either leaning against trees or crawling on the ground, providing mutual cover as they advanced step by step. As long as the situation is favorable, a charge could break through at any moment

In less than two seconds, a loud "bang" was heard, and the steel helmet positioned at the gun's muzzle was instantly blown away.

If it weren't for Luke's intervention just now, what would be scattering in the air at this moment would not be merely wooden debris

After taking the gun, Luke first removed all the bullets from the chamber and magazine, then turned the gun around and struck the chimney and roof forcefully with the stock. In just a few blows, he loosened them, and like a groundhog digging a hole, he scraped away the stones and wood at the junction of the two, clearing the ice and snow from the roof to create a shooting aperture the size of a helmet

After observing for a moment, Luke replied decisively: "I took care of it!"