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Former Kabebeshnik Yuri Tarasovich, recently delighted with the old story about the war, which he heard at the country seats from a friend of Maxim.
Grandfather Maxim managed to conquer the whole war with a sniper and at the same time survive, although behind him is a whole German cemetery, scattered from
Stalingrad to Prague... He, by the way, always, when he travelled with veteran delegations in the DDR, he liked to insert on the occasion: “I went to war as a volunteer, destroyed the German company in full composition and returned home to my mother...”
“German friends” in response sourly smiled and this sour smile every time very pleased Grandfather Maxim...
But history is not about that.
Sitting near Tarasych in the garden, the grandparents argued: which country had the weapons better?
They argue for a long time, even argue, so they didn't come to anything and decided that everyone will say about their own, in which he understands. There were no pilots among them, so they decided not to argue about planes. They started with grandfather Maxim: "Which sniper rifle was the most?"
Grandfather coughed and:
I worked with German and English, and of course with three lines.
I won’t tell you which is better.
Everyone has their own “weakness.”

Everyone was disappointed:
“Maxim, you’ve gotten... Edak and we can. Tell me that it all depends.
From man...
The Grandfather Maxim:
And I will say. Of course from man. This is not a ball, but a
They will never play football.
On the contrary, people can do such wonders with a three-line, which can not be.
When I was already a former sniper, ridiculous rumors began to reach me about some kind of hollow – a sniper, who rolls the Germans looking out of the dungeon from a distance of 1000 meters!
I then understood that five hundred to six hundred meters is already the limit, and at a distance of a kilometer, so much needs to be foreseen: and the temperature of the air, and humidity, and the departure of the bullet to the right because of the rotation, I am not talking about the speed and direction of the wind... and this with the perfect weapons and ammunition.
Of course I did not believe.
But Hohol-Sniper has grown up with new legends, they came from those people I couldn't believe, then I had to think, how does he do it?
And imagine what it was for the Germans: at first they thought that the Russian sniper had a hat-invisible, he always gets, and he himself is nowhere and judging by the terrain and can not be... Then when they realized that the sniper was sitting a kilometer from them, they worried even more... It is apparent that the Russians had a secret rifle that would change all the tactics of the war.
Our entire colonels asked each other about the Hohla-Sniper, at least for a day.
The sniper came on a tour, pulled out a couple of officers from a kilometer and went to another section of the front.
After that, for another week, you could safely walk along the front line in full height and collect mushrooms, the Germans perceived this as a temptation and pressed their heads to the ground even more.
I finally met the legendary sniper when he arrived.
Tour to our neighbors. I had to walk ten kilometers through the forest, but I could not meet. His name is Kravchenko.
Of course he had a secret...
It turned out that this Kravchenko was not a man... but a whole family: an uncle and three nephews and all Kravchenko.
Well, of course, I will report them to you, and they really were real artists: they carried with them almost half a day with weapons and tools. Here you and helicopters - to measure the speed of the wind and telescopes and stereo tubes and all kinds of torpedo-shaped dolls on ropes. I was even jealous.
It was before they had a doll that was “throwing” another doll behind the rope.
They treated the weapons as porcelain services - rifles were carried only in boxes, with ammunition almost slept, so that the powder did not squeeze.
But the most important thing is their "brand" style: they occupied a position four in a row with each other, the uncle measured, calculated and gave all different corrections - one "button" to the right, the other to the left, the third, so to keep, to yourself somehow...
And such a harmony was developed in them that, almost without speaking, all four "lipped" with one shot, so the Germans perceived them as one sniper and no matter what the bullets were scattered, always one of the four hit the target.
The personal account of the killed Germans, Kravchenko supplemented strictly in turn, because it is not known whose bullet the German has in the head.
The most surprising case of their work was when they killed a senior German officer through a steel barge.
The grandparents moved:
“Maxim, don’t lie like through the barge? Stop, it can’t be...
Grandfather Maxim continued:
- So the German, as you thought you could not, so it was.
Killed...
Imagine: the front line went along the river, on the one hand the Germans dug and they knew that on the other hand, they were guarded by our snipers, and a decent distance - 800 - 900 meters, around the plain.
Kravchenko killed several soldiers and spent the whole day wearing an officer stereo tube, but never shot, so as not to betray themselves. Waiting for the head.
But the officer was not stupid, nor did he look stupid. Even to cry.
Suddenly they see: a long, rusty, burnt, half flooded barge is dragging along the river, and when it flooded, completely blocked the officer from the snipers, the German "does not fail" - decided to melt the handles and legs that were stuck over the day, and stood up to full height.
Kravchenko killed him immediately, although they did not see through the barge, but felt that he must look out of the dam.
Just a German, like you were not a sniper and did not know that at such a distance the bullet describes such a high bow that it will fit even a barge, a meter and a half, two high...