Chapter 172: Let the Bullets Fly
Later, the task was not completed, and the superiors were angry and gave a death order to Mahira that Ye Sen must be captured alive! There will be the scene of robbing people with Wang Feng in Iceland.
"Believe Ai Feng, he often makes the impossible possible."
Mahira looked at Wang Feng, who was serious on the slope, and said.
Wang Feng has let himself witness too much impossibility, at that time in the underground space of Centipede Lane in China, he destroyed the underground space alone, and successfully escaped, went back to understand him, there is no information and news, I heard that he has fought the earthquake relief, desperately saved many people, became a hero of disaster resistance, and has received social attention. Later, he infiltrated the Ye family's branch alone, that is, in Iceland, he completed the task given by his superiors alone, if he hadn't influenced his solo mission, he would definitely have defeated the Ye family.
"Okay! Everyone, get ready to fight! ”
"Yes!!"
The captain of the armed police said that he was good, but in fact, he already had the consciousness of death in his heart. It's not that they haven't sniped, and it's hard to aim at a target for a thousand yards, let alone three thousand! It's a complete parabola! If you want to aim at the target, aim for the blue sky and white clouds! I turned my head to look, and sure enough:
After Wang Feng calculated all the data, he closed his eyes for two seconds and said to the snipers: "Aiming position, the second gap at the peak of the mountain on the upper right side of the villa." ”
All the snipers shifted their positions, framing the cross in the second gap in the peak, which was very, very far away from the villa, at least fifteen degrees. When the sniper distance reaches the limit, it is not a matter of hitting wherever the cross frame is.
Inside the scope, half of it is the blue sky and white clouds, and half of it is the peak of that distant mountain range, and the position that needs to be hit is the second gap in the peak.
"Fire."
Wang Feng was afraid of scaring Liu Yong, and whispered, Liu Yong heard this, did not react, his index finger slowly pulled the trigger, the cross aimed at the second gap of the peak, and gently pressed down, pulling the trigger is also particular, if the force of the index finger on the trigger is uneven, causing the gun to retreat and swing left and right, even if it is one-tenth of the size of the swinging hair, it will also affect the trajectory of the bullet.
"Boom !!"
The gunpowder gas ejected from the brake rolled up a large amount of dust and loose particles around Liu Yong, and the dead leaves on the ground also flew in response. There is no doubt about the gunpowder joules of a sniper rifle.
began to shoot, the remaining snipers could not waste any more time, a second later, Ye Xingguo fired a second shot, and the dead leaves that flew from Liu Yong's side to Ye Xingguo's side were lifted back again, and came to Liu Yong's side again, the latter was motionless, and wanted to pick up the telescope to see the flying bullets, but he was afraid that his actions would affect the strength of the next sniper.
"Boom !!"
Another shot, Zhao Xin kept pulling the bolt before shooting, and retreated four bullets in a row before he was able to release the pressure and finally fire.
The scope they adjusted and the aiming position have all been set, and they are still exactly the same, it depends on whether Wang Feng's last bullet can hit Ye Sen.
Zhou Tao slowly pulled the trigger, he was the most nervous, and after the successful launch, his sweat wet the side of the butt.
It's time for Wang Feng, according to the plan, in another second, he will start shooting. According to calculations, when Wang Feng shot, it is estimated that Liu Yong's bullet had already flown a distance of 2,000 yards. After the five snipers finished firing the bullets, Liu Yong's first bullet was still flying in the air, and you can imagine what kind of scene it would be like if five bullets were on a trajectory.
The high-explosive bullet burst out of the muzzle at three times the speed of sound, flew more than a thousand yards, flew at supersonic speed, and at the last position of more than two thousand yards, it flew at subsonic speed, broke through the first wall of the villa where Ye Sen lived, and then exploded violently.
Wang Feng hesitated for two seconds, and then fired, he hadn't touched a gun for half a year, and suddenly received a super difficult sniper mission, which was unexpected.
Wang Feng finally pulled the trigger, and the index finger was evenly forced, which did not affect the balance of the gun body. The firing pin hit the primer, and the bullet burst out, resounding throughout the valley, and the sound of the sniper gun could not reach Ye Sen's ears, and the natural environment of more than 2,000 yards could absorb all the gunfire. Five sniper shots rang out, and it was estimated that only some mercenaries could hear them.
Wang Feng ordered: "Everyone, hide well! We can't let those mercenaries look up and see us! ”
"Yes!"
“……”
After more than 1,000 people hid, the bullets were still flying, and it took nearly thirteen seconds, even if 1,000 people immediately retreated and retreated to the back of another mountain, the bullets came to Ye Sen.
……
"!!Shh
The bullet tore through the air, and before the first bullet could catch up, it was drowned out by the sound of a second high-explosive bullet, and the five explosions resounded through the woods nearly a thousand yards.
"Huh?! What was that?! The mercenaries of the death broker reacted quickly, and just heard the sound of "swish" breaking the air, and immediately lay on the ground, but this sound was more coherent, and the comrades were not shot, could it be an auditory hallucination?
"I heard it too! It's the sound of missiles! ”
"It's not a missile! I've been fighting on the battlefield for more than ten years, and I still can't hear it?! Wait a minute! Pick it up...... Damn it!! A rate of fire of 800 yards per second, 7 large-caliber bullets! ”
The middle-aged man who analyzed was the death broker's B-class mercenary, Atkinson, and his analysis was very accurate, and his comrades-in-arms were also surprised: "Someone wants to snipe the patriarch!?" ”
B-class mercenary Atkinson analyzed: "Hmm...... Unlikely, unless there is a traitor between us, our patrol range is already about two thousand yards, and more than two thousand yards hit the patriarch who doesn't know the coordinates?! Hum! … Pipe dream! ”
“……”
The E-class mercenary patted his ass: "It's too!" The boss's analysis is very good! More than 2,000 meters, it is impossible to hit the patriarch, and the patriarch's doors and windows are still reinforced, even if there are 7mm anti-materiel bullets, it will take four or five! By the way, Boss, do you analyze the number of bullets just now? ”
Atkinson pinched his fingers and counted: "About four or six!" ”
“emmm……”
Isn't that just the number of bullets that can hit Ye Sen?
Everyone fell silent, and Atkinson waved his hand to break the quiet environment and scolded in English:
"Damn, you're worried about yarn!! Lao Tzu said! More than 2,000 yards hit the enemy, and at present, only the special forces of Canada's sniper squad in the world can do it! And they also have to shoot three times before they can hit the target! Hit the patriarch?! Pipe dream! Lao Tzu bet if these bullets were to hit the patriarch...... cough, and hit the patriarch...... cough, and killed the patriarch, Lao Tzu ate the lump of cow dung in front of him!! ”
When everyone heard this, they looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.