novelSusiti Chapter 39 Kalinovka
Chapter 39 Kalinovka
After everyone left, Lu Ye closed his eyes and summoned the system in his mind.
[Mission Complete: Showdown with Artyom]
[Rewards: 200 points, 1 skill point, Basic Shooting (LV5) upgraded to Precision Shooting (LV1)]
Precision Shooting (LV1): Static shooting accuracy increased by 100%; Dynamic shooting accuracy increased by 60%.
Without hesitation, Lu Ye allocated his skill points to [Precision Shooting].
【精準射击（LV1提升至LV2）:动态射击命中率提升：70%；宿主静态射击命中率已经达到100%（不再提升），射击距离增加：100米】
"The choice was definitely right. The improvement after upgrading from basic shooting to precision shooting is indeed huge. Static shooting has a 100% hit rate, and dynamic shooting has also reached a hit rate of over 90%," Lu Ye thought to himself.
"I just don't understand what this 100-meter increase in firing range means. Does it mean the effective firing range increases by 100 meters?"
"It would be best to find an opportunity to verify this tomorrow!"
As he pondered, Lu Ye gradually drifted into a deep sleep.
The next morning at six o'clock, just as dawn was breaking.
Lu Ye just sat up from his cot, preparing to go out and find a place to verify his conjecture.
Roman carried the medical kit into the tent to check on his recovery.
When Roman unwrapped the bandages and saw the condition of Lu Ye's waist, his astonished exclamation echoed throughout the tent once again.
"Holy crap...this is a miracle in medical history! My God!"
Roman, holding a flashlight, stared intently at the patch of skin on Lu Ye's waist that had completely scabbed over and even grown new flesh, and let out a pig-like gasp of astonishment.
"Two days! Just two days! Such a terrifying penetrating wound, and you've already fully recovered!" Roman grabbed Lu Ye's shoulder, his eyes behind his glasses gleaming with fanaticism.
Lu Ye felt a little uneasy under Roman's gaze, which seemed to regard him as a rare treasure. He subtly moved back a little and said, "I've always had a faster recovery ability since I was a child, maybe with Colonel Vorov's special medicine..."
"Stop talking nonsense, Wolf's medicine is definitely not that exaggerated!" Roman stared at Lu Ye with a fanatical gaze.
"Lu, after you return from this mission, let me draw some of your blood and take a good look at your body! You definitely have some kind of rare genetic mutation!"
"No. I refuse." Lu Ye rejected the offer without hesitation.
What a joke! This is a potion he redeemed from the system. If Romana were to dissect and study it, who knows what she would find?
"I can pay! How about five thousand dollars?" Roman insisted, unwilling to give up.
"Not for sale. Not even for ten thousand dollars." Lu Ye put on his undershirt and refused again.
"Sigh, what a selfish person who doesn't know how to contribute to medicine." Roman sighed helplessly and could only regretfully pick up the medical kit.
"Alright, you're completely fine now. Hurry up and get ready, put on your gear, and head to the conference tent for dinner and the meeting. The boss is waiting for us there."
After Roman left, Lu Ye opened the black security box.
He took a deep breath and began to put on his gear methodically.
Wearing a lightweight bulletproof tactical helmet with photochromic tactical goggles at the front, noise-canceling tactical earphones in his ears, and a full-face tactical mask and balaclava in his hand, which he will put inside the helmet before setting off.
He wore a sweat-wicking and breathable special operations tactical uniform as the inner layer of his upper body, and then put on the incredibly protective Level 6 heavy tactical bulletproof vest as the outer layer.
His chest magazine pouch was crammed full of six SVCh special sniper magazines; on the left side of his tactical belt hung four high-explosive fragmentation grenades and two white phosphorus smoke grenades.
His MP-443 "Raven" semi-automatic pistol, which had served him well, was tucked into a quick-draw holster on the outside of his right leg; a tactical knife was stuck upside down on the outside of his left leg.
Finally, he put on the extremely lightweight ghillie suit cloak with special infrared protection, and picked up the SVCh high-precision sniper rifle with one hand. It was all black and equipped with a military-grade thermal imaging and low-light dual-mode tandem scope.
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At 7:00 sharp, Lu Ye lifted the curtain of the meeting tent, and the people inside, who were eating compressed biscuits and Russian sausages, looked up at the same time.
"Whoa!" Ruslan whistled and slammed his hand on the table. "Look who this is! They look exactly like an Alpha Group promotional poster!"
"Clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse." Artyom said sourly as he stuffed a piece of sausage into his mouth.
"With this gear, who would guess you're a greenhorn who's only been on the battlefield for half a month? You'd better live up to my dual-mode scope, Lu."
Roman and Eugene looked at each other and then burst into laughter.
"Alright, shut up, all of you." Yuri sat in the main seat, placed the half-finished cup of black coffee on the table, and casually unfolded a tactical tablet in the center of the table.
"Lu Ye, sit down and eat while you listen. Everyone, concentrate; we don't have much time left."
Lu Ye pulled out a chair and sat down, his gaze immediately fixed on the three-dimensional holographic map on the tablet.
"This is our target for tonight—the Kalinovka railway marshalling yard in the Donetsk region," Yuri said, lighting a cigar and pointing to the coordinates on the map (37°48′E, 48°15′N).
"The entire marshalling yard is a rectangular area that is 1.2 kilometers long from east to west and 800 meters wide from north to south. The elevation is between 180 and 220 meters, and it is located in the gentle slope area of the Donetsk Hills."
"Boss, the terrain here is a bit tricky." Eugene frowned, pointing to the three buildings on the north side of the map.
"That's right." Yuri exhaled a puff of smoke and looked at Lu Ye. "To the north are three abandoned four-story red brick factory buildings, codenamed North-1, North-2, and North-3. The buildings are 50 meters apart, the walls are thick and riddled with bullet holes, and the internal collapse has formed an extremely complex natural bunker. There is a 1.2-meter-high concrete railing on the rooftop, which is a perfect fit for a two-person sniper team."
"Lu, if you want to set up a sniper position, that's the place with the best view of the entire field, but it's also the highest point that's easiest to be exposed."
Lu Ye stared at the holographic image and calmly asked, "What about the situation to the south and east?"
"On the south side are 12 parallel railway tracks, currently holding 34 freight cars. Note that 8 of them are covered with infrared camouflage netting; Vorov's intelligence indicates they are filled with high-value supplies—that's the core objective of our operation!"
Yuri tapped the terrain to the south, "But the ground there is all ballast and gravel, making a lot of noise when you run, so you can't sneak over there quietly at all."
"As for the east side..." Yuri sneered, "There's a small hill 35 meters up the gentle slope, where the Ukrainian army has dug a trench system 300 meters deep! Every 40 meters there's a machine gun emplacement, and the emplacements are spaced 80 meters apart, forming a crossfire network. There's even a concrete observation post at the top of the slope! A direct assault would be suicide!"
"What about the west?" Lu Ye pressed. "There has to be a breakthrough, right?"
"To the west is a low-lying swampy area," Roman said, adjusting his glasses.
"It rained a few days ago, and the water was about 15 to 30 centimeters deep, with mud that was ankle-deep. The only shelter was sparse bushes about 1.5 meters high."
"Although the Ukrainian army only built a barbed wire fence, once we were discovered in the swamp, our movement speed was simply not fast enough to avoid concentrated fire."
"Meanwhile, to the west of Kalinovka, there is a 15-meter-high water tower, which, according to drone footage, has been converted into a lookout post!"
"It sounds like a perfectly solid iron turtle shell." Artyom gasped.