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  • each november 30th, 1939 Just three months after the outbreak of another world war, the soviet union has declared war on my home country of Finland within days, soviet troops advanced across the nation, but they had no idea of the resistance.

  • They would run into the negative 45 degree weather, negative 43 degrees.

  • Centigrade would be the least of the communist invaders concerns when they found themselves in my sights because I am seem Ojala, the deadliest sniper in history.

  • I am the white death.

  • Prior to the wars start Germany and the soviet union had agreed to divide up eastern europe into spheres of influence in Finland.

  • Landing within the Soviets reach, Stalin quickly made impossible demands of Finland, including that we see large amounts of territory along the Finnish soviet border, supposedly for security reasons such as the protection of Leningrad, which lay only 32 kilometers from the border.

  • My nation flatly refused and the soviet union quickly declared war With 750,000 soldiers, 6000 tanks and over 3000 aircraft.

  • The Soviet military absolutely dwarfed are finished military which was comprised of just 300,000 soldiers, mostly reservists and civil guardsmen.

  • A few dozen tanks and 100 aircraft Stalin ordered the invasion of Finland, giving no thought to the coming winter.

  • As he assumed his armies would roll over us long before the worst weather set in.

  • Just as napoleon had underestimated the Russian winter.

  • Over 100 years before Stalin to severely underestimated winter weather and the impact it would have on his army As the unseasonably cold winter of 1940 set in and slowed Stalin's beleaguered.

  • The army's down in a frozen hell are finished resistance moved in to halt the Soviet advance.

  • Knowing we couldn't match the Soviets on one on one basis, we adopted what today would be called asymmetrical warfare tactics.

  • We would routinely allow soviet forces to push deep into our territory, leaving them over extended.

  • Then we detect their supply lines while running lightning raids against the soviet flank frozen in by the severe weather and plagued by terrible logistics.

  • The soviet war machine quickly ground to a halt, but the greatest of the terrors awaiting the Soviets in the winter woods was me.

  • An unassuming, five ft 1.5 m tall farmer named seem Ohio.

  • I was born in a farming town near the Russian border and I spent my entire life in the harsh finished countryside As a child, I naturally took the shooting, becoming a prolific hunter and sharpening the marksmanship skills that would make me a legend.

  • One day in 1925 I served a mandatory one year term in Finland's army where I was introduced to an M 28 30 rifle, replacing my Russian made Musina get and 91 holding my shooting skills even further, I was able to achieve a firing rate of 16 shots per minute at the range of 500 ft 125 m, every single one on target.

  • After a years of service, I was honorably discharged with the rank of serious hopes alive or corporal.

  • Years later I joined the Finnish civil guard and that the outbreak of hostilities in 1939, I was called into active service.

  • I refused the M- 28-30 rifle.

  • The military provided me with though pulling my trusty M 91 out of storage.

  • Instead, immediately ordered to the defense of P A hokey.

  • Me and my unit dug trenches and strung up barbed wire in preparation for the soviet assault.

  • That very same night the Soviets attacked, but we are able to repel the assault.

  • After several days of heavy fighting, we were ordered to withdraw yet despite the retreat, we suffered relatively few casualties.

  • My next engagement with the Soviets came outside of Syria.

  • Happy with the Soviets.

  • Once more suffering heavy losses, Stalin's bloody political purchase had decimated military leadership within the soviet military and the inexperienced and poorly led soviet army suffered greatly in the first few weeks of the war.

  • For those purchase, my extraordinary marksmanship did not go unnoticed by leadership who soon made me a sniper after an enemy sniper killed three platoon leaders and an N.

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  • My company commander, lieutenant due to latin ordered me to knock that man out.

  • I replied simply, I'll do my best.

  • I took off for the woods alone, dressed in thick winter gear and the body length white hooded coat, making note of the terrain, identified a few possible positions that I would choose if I were a Russian sniper and then selected a spot with good oversight of all of them digging into the thick snow.

  • In early morning I lay perfectly still, letting the snow build up around me all day long, not moving for fear of giving my position away.

  • My patience and endurance paid off.

  • When finally towards dusk I spotted a flicker on the horizon, the telltale glint of the setting sun's rays reflecting off another sniper scope.

  • Moments later the Russian sniper began to rise, likely returning back to his unit.

  • After a long day on alert.

  • Without hesitation, I gently squeezed the trigger and placed a single 7.62 rounds straight through the enemy snipers cheek killing him instantly, my reputation began to spread amongst my fellow troops and I would soon earn my nickname of the white death amongst Russian troops with our unit under fire by a skilled enemy sniper.

  • My lieutenant once more reached out to me with a simple mission, find the sniper and kill him before he can kill more of our own.

  • Just as before, I once again took off into the wilderness alone carrying a day's worth of food and several pouches of ammunition.

  • Having seen how a scope had given the Russian sniper away and now refused to use one and instead stuck only to my reliable and 90 one's iron sights.

  • It was with these iron sights that I spotted and eliminated the Russian sniper from 400 m away after that, kill my name spread amongst the Russians and I became a priority one target.

  • In the months that followed soviet forces responded to my attacks by calling in artillery bombardments, devastating dozens of acres of woodland to try to kill just one man.

  • Yet for all their efforts I was able to survive each bombardment, getting only a minor scratch when a shell landed near my position and toward the back off my greatcoat.

  • In turn, I continued my methodical assassination of Soviet targets undeterred.

  • Once knocking out the sniper protecting a forward artillery observer, the observer quickly called in fire support and over 50 rounds rained down harmlessly around me.

  • But skill with a gun is only one part of becoming a deadly sniper.

  • I would often have to stay in my firing position for hours, sometimes even an entire day.

  • And it's that resilience in the midst of our brutal Finnish winter that made me the stuff of legend.

  • In order not to give away my firing position, I very slowly and carefully moisten the snow around me so it would freeze, preventing puffs of snow from flying up when I fire when changing firing positions, I would move incredibly slowly inches per hour, making my movements all but imperceptible to the human eye in order to prevent steam from my breath from giving me away.

  • I would hold mouthfuls of snow in my mouth, taking slow deep breaths and letting my breath cool as it left my lungs and of course to never inadvertently give myself away due to the low winter sun.

  • I never used the scope sticking to my tribe and through iron sights for even the longest and most difficult of shots though I usually worked alone, I did employ the use of a trusted spotter occasionally observing Russian movements during the day.

  • We would then take off into the pitch black night and hunt for a good firing position from where we could enjoy a target rich environment.

  • Once elected, we would have to sit patiently waiting for the first light of dawn and then begin our long day of precision shooting.

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  • I was eventually wounded though, shot by an enemy sniper with an explosive bullet to the left side of my face.

  • Just one week before the end of the winter war, I awoke in a surgical tent the day the war ended, the bullet left me with a fractured jaw and a lifelong deformity, but I quickly recovered the ability to speak and more importantly, shoot With over 500 confirmed kills.

  • By the end of the war.

  • My legacy was cemented as the deadliest sniper in history.

  • But ultimately, I am a man of peace and I refused to take part in the Finnish Soviet continuation war which saw my beloved finished forces allied with German forces and invade the Soviet Union in a bid to retake lost territory For me, my war was done and I had no interest in invading another man's land the way my own had been.

  • Yeah.

  • Yeah.

  • Mhm.

each november 30th, 1939 Just three months after the outbreak of another world war, the soviet union has declared war on my home country of Finland within days, soviet troops advanced across the nation, but they had no idea of the resistance.

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I Am The Best Sniper That Ever Lived - The White Death

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    林宜悉 posted on 2021/09/25
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