Anti-daoban chapter, look after seven o'clock. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the valley, there are withered yellow weeds, half a man high, and the breeze blows, and the weeds keep shaking back and forth, making a rustling sound.

In the distance of the grass was a camp made of logs and dirt, with a fence outside, and at the door of the fence, two men with AKM rifles and robes were constantly moving, with a turban around their heads, and their faces were all covered with long beards.

Inside the camp, some of the militants were talking to each other, some of them were sitting down, and they lit a cigarette.

"Buzz, buzz." At this time, suddenly, the roar of a car engine was heard in the distance.

Hearing this roar, the militants suddenly came to their senses, they re-put the rifles on their backs, carried them back, and then, towards the door, gathered over.

At the front, there were two off-road motorcycles, which were ridden very fast, and in the process of bumps, the front and rear wheels flew up. The same riders were men in robes and turbans, and on their backs, carrying automatic rifles. Behind them, two Mitsubishi Pajero off-road vehicles were following them. In the wilderness, there was no road at all, and in the grass, along the ruts in front of me, it was constantly bumping.

At the back of the convoy was a pickup truck, and on the back bucket of the pickup truck, there was a machine gun, and the yellow bullet chain was stuffed into the machine gun. A militant with a serious expression, standing next to the machine gun, holding the grip in both hands, is ready to fire at any moment.

Seeing these cars approaching the door, the militants in the camp raised their AKM rifles above their heads with one hand, and shouted in dialects that only they understood.

"Attention, the target is about to appear." In the grass 1,200 meters away, two sniper teams that had been in ambush there for half a day were waiting for them, and a voice came from the radio in their ears.

They were dressed in a homemade auspicious suit, composed of strips of material similar to military camouflage nets, carefully sewn onto the clothes, the color of the auspicious suits was exactly the same as the surrounding grass, even if they walked three meters away, they would not find anything abnormal.

One of them, lying on the ground, with a layer of canvas material added to the belly of the gilly suit, was very comfortable lying on his stomach, his eyes were firmly fixed on the scope of his 12.7mm sniper rifle.

This rifle, the TAC-50, is a 12.7 mm caliber sniper rifle launched by the McMillan Brothers Rifle Company in the United States. As a sniper rifle with an effective range of 1800 meters, it has a high starting hit rate. The bolt with the ball head means that this is a bolt-action rifle that is best suited for precision shooting, especially long-range high-precision sniping. At this distance, as long as it is a well-trained sniper, there will be no omission. This kind of weapon is the standard weapon of the armed forces of the United States, Canada and other countries, and at the same time, it is also widely circulated in the hands of international arms dealers.

And now, the man with this rifle, engrossed in the scope, looked at the two cars coming in the distance.

Behind him, to the right, another person was looking into the distance through a tripod-mounted scope on the ground. His line of sight, just over the Sniper's shoulder, allows him to observe the Sniper's movements while observing the target area, and his sight scope is very close to the Sniper's rifle axis, which makes it easier for him to track the trajectory of the trajectory and observe the impact point, providing a more accurate amount of correction for aiming.

The two of them have been matched for a long time, and they are familiar with each other to the point of connecting hearts.

"Falcon, be careful, the target is most likely to appear on car number two." The sight of the bison whispered.

"Understood." The distance between the two was very close, and although they were talking in a low voice, they could be heard clearly.

This is just a small dirt slope in the grass, although it is only less than half a meter high, but after the bipod of the sniper rifle and the tripod of the sight scope are supported, the lower part of the field of vision is dangling weeds, and the upper half is just the camp in the distance, and the two cars gradually come into view.

The sniper rifle in his hand is powerful enough to directly blow up the off-road vehicle, but this time the mission is to confirm the target before he can act.

So, the falcon could only wait patiently, waiting for the car to stop and wait for the people inside to come out. Then, to be confirmed, sniper!

"Turn it up to 1200." The bison's instructions continued to come to his ears.

"Understood, adjusted to 1200, adjusted."

"The wind direction is 6 kilometers per hour from right to left, and it is a quarter of a dense to the right."

"Understood, a quarter of a dense position to the right."

"The target is about to appear, sector A, car No. 2, pay attention to the search."

"Understood, sector A, car No. 2, target found!"

At this time, on the scope of the sniper rifle, the open door appeared, and a target in a robe was coming out of it. He twisted his head back, and just appeared clearly on the scope, exactly the same appearance as the target of this mission.

The falcon's right hand moved the bolt, and with a bang, a 12.7 mm special high-precision long-range sniper bullet was stuffed into the chamber.

"There are 2 tight positions from the head to the crotch." The falcon continued to stare at the scope and said.

"Understood, 2 ciphers, adjusted to 1300." According to the words of the Sky Falcon, the bison made adjustments to the shooting of Zhuyuan.

"Understood, to 1300."

"The target is fully confirmed, waving in the crowd, shooting!"

"Bang!" The falcon felt a recoil coming from the butt, and despite the addition of a muzzle brake, the recoil of the 12.7mm bullet was still too great.

"Bang" a yellow bullet casing, bounced out, the falcon's right hand rattled, and the second bullet was stuffed into the chamber, he was very confident in his shooting.

The bullet continues to fly forward, and at a distance of 1,300 meters, it takes about two seconds to fly, so the success of the sniper also depends on whether the target has action during this time.

If it was a well-trained army, at this time, they should immediately find cover to hide, but they are all fanatical warriors, and they are not afraid of being sniped at all, and they now want to find out that hateful sniper!

"Hit accurately, the target disappears." Bison said, his eyes cold, as if he was not seeing a living person, just the exact same target as he had been in shooting training.

This time, because the target was blocked behind the off-road vehicle, the Sky Falcon's shot first penetrated the off-road vehicle and then hit the target. In the process of hitting the wild car, a large amount of debris was brought with it, and as a result, it had a good effect.