Rising, this seemingly simple action is also an extremely important detail for snipers.

In the sniper course, every seemingly ordinary subtle action has extremely strict standards and principles.

These principles must never be violated.

For example, if you want to use a low wall about 1 meter high as your shooting position, if you are not trained as a sniper, you will use your hands on top of the low wall to shoot your gun in a normal shooting position.

This would violate one of the Sniper's principles of keeping the body as little as possible out of concealment.

The correct approach is to keep the left arm straight, do not bend the gun, and if you are using a two-point harness firearm, the left arm can choose to hold the strap near the rear handguard of the barrel as a stabilizing gun.

The position of the left arm is extended and is conducive to lowering the whole shooting position, so that your huge head will not be as obvious as a large balloon in the air, so that it will be difficult for the enemy to detect you, rather than looking at it from a distance, there is a big head pestle on a low wall, you can see clearly even if you are half blind, and you will feel sorry for you without a machine gun or cannon.

The solemnly chosen observation posture also follows the principle of not sticking the head out of the groove directly, but choosing to slowly "lift" one eye out of the outer edge of the groove.

In this way - only one horn of the whole head is exposed, not a whole or half of the head.

He didn't have a telescope, and he was more than 500 meters away from the lookout, so he couldn't see whether the people on the platform had noticed him.

He didn't have time for all of this.

Be yourself, that's what he told himself, everything else is either left to God, or let his mother hell with it!

The camouflaged 85 sniper also slowly stretched out.

A little bit......

A little bit again......

Solemnly chose a sideways posture in the ditch, facing the No. 5 target.

Time.

He glanced at the watch on his wrist.

There are ten seconds left to die......

39……

38……

37……

Every time the numbers jumped, the solemn heart couldn't help but shake.

He slowly took deep breaths, returning his body to its calmest state.

Finally, the gun was pointed at target No. 5.

In the PSO-1 scope, which has only 4 magnifications, the red balloon on target 5 is so conspicuous and obvious.

In the valley, the wind speed is not high, but it is a little chaotic.

Probably level 4.

Need to repair the wind......

But fortunately, I had pre-installed the parameters of the scope before climbing into the ditch, and the weather and wind have not changed at this moment, so there is no need to revise it again.

God forbid!

The balloon was lassoed with a small arrow on the classic Soviet-made aiming line in the scope.

Take a deep and slow breath and start counting your heart rate.

He lowered his heart rate, pulled the trigger in the gap between one heartbeat and the next, and fired the bullet in the most stable position.

……

On the lookout, Zhang Zhiang had already put down the binoculars.

"Less than twenty seconds left."

He smiled bitterly and said, "Team Han, solemnly estimate that you have given up shooting." ”

Sun Hongjian also said: "Yes, there is no winner today. ”

Han Zixuan didn't answer, still looking around with a telescope in his hand.

I thought to myself, "It doesn't make sense...... It doesn't make sense......"

In the telescope's line of sight, everything is so normal.

In this area, as long as there are some small changes, you will find out, because you have already memorized it.

"Where did you go?" He kept asking himself in his mind.

Then remind everyone: "Pay attention to the last ten or twenty seconds, anti-sniping also requires the last patience, maybe the last second to shoot!" ”

Everyone who had already relaxed raised their binoculars again.

Han Zixuan kept turning around in place, constantly observing the col from different directions.

Suddenly, he stopped turning and seemed to have found something.

Turned the telescope a little.

Zhang Zhiang asked, "Team Han, have you found them?" ”

Han Zixuan still didn't answer.

In the field of vision, the fracture of the ditch came into view.

Han Zixuan felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't say anything wrong.

He kept adjusting the multiplier and finally put it to the maximum.

The bluestone raised from the ground at the fracture shone with some flashes of water stains.

Water?

"Everyone, pay attention, he's in the ditch!"

Sun Hong was stunned for a moment and asked, "Team Han, what do you say...... Who's in the gutter!? ”

With that, he also picked up his binoculars and looked in the direction of the ditch.

Han boasted: "If I guessed correctly...... It's a solemn little slippery head! ”

Now, most of the telescopes on the lookout are focused on the direction of the ditch.

The ditch, which was hundreds of meters long, was scanned again and again.

Suddenly, I don't know who exclaimed: "I seem to see him!" ”

Han Zixuan hurriedly asked, "What direction?!" ”

"Azimuth 11, about 600 meters in the water in the direction of the cliff, 400-450 meters from the target......"

Han Zixuan hurriedly turned to the direction where the player from Class B was pointing.

He was too familiar with this place, and as soon as the team members said it, he knew it in his heart.

That's a great sniper position.

If you can dive into this location, it's perfect!

A dark shadow that was somewhat similar to the grass by the ditch, but not exactly like it—even if it was only a little bit, Han Zixuan still felt that there was something wrong.

That's right!

That's a corner of a person's head!

And that gun!

"There it is!"

He reached out and touched the electric horn in his hand.

Didn't touch it!

Damn it!

He cursed, then looked back.

It turned out that he had just finished shouting and put the horn on the ground.

Han turned around sharply, crouched down, and went to get the horn in his hand.

He had to report his position before the sniper could shoot, and the stack would fail.

Phew-

As soon as his hand touched the horn, the gun went off.

In the distance, a small orange-red flame flashed from the edge of the ditch.

The crisp sound of gunfire shook everyone on the lookout.

Shots fired?

Dog day!

Han Zixuan looked at his watch, and there were still three seconds left in the clock.

He knew it was useless to get the horn at the moment.

Now the most important thing is - the target!

He jerked his head back, held up his binoculars, and looked in the direction of his target.

Swept back and forth on targets 4 and 5.

Because it's not sure whose group it is.

But it's definitely either solemn or Xu Xingguo's group.

On target No. 4, the balloon is still there.

On target No. 5, the balloon is gone......

It's solemn......

Han Zixuan put down the binoculars, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled.

Then he scolded softly: "This kid! Goblin's! ”

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Okay, after writing this chapter, I'm going out to pick up my son and accompany my son to watch the 11th National Day movie, I decided to set up a correct three views for him, and it can't be over like HK scrapped.

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