Chapter six hundred and seventy third eating flies
Regarding Anton's performance, those who don't understand can only talk about distance measurement. What's so amazing? For those who understand, this is a scary miracle.
Yang Yi really wanted to know if Anton's glasses had a rangefinder on his own. How could it be so accurate? This is unscientific!
Some people are born with a very good sense of distance, but that is close. They can still be distinguished so clearly after leaving 600 meters. Anyway, Yang Yi has never heard of it.
Yang Yi felt that his legs were weak and his liver was trembling.
He was still shocked by this bitch, Anton. Yang Yi knew very well that Anton was giving him a warning. Although he exposed his shooting level in advance, Anton's actions could indeed greatly shock Yang Yi, and he succeeded.
Sniper is a systematic project. It is not as simple as pointing the scope at the target and pulling the trigger. It is absolutely nonsense to shoot a target that is seven or eight hundred meters away with a completely unfamiliar gun and can still hit it. That is absolutely nonsense, absolutely nonsense.
So although Anton was proud and arrogant, he would never handle the preparations he should do in order to show off when he was shooting. He fired more than a hundred shots, and he shot every shot carefully and meticulously.
The more times the target is fired, this is normal, because the distance is farther, the larger the bullets are spread. Anton needs to know how big the guns are in his hand are and how far he can ensure that the bullets hit a human-sized target.
At a distance of 1,200 meters, Anton's gun scattering surface was controlled to the size of a basketball, and the accuracy was very good. At a distance of 1,300 meters, the scattering surface reached the size of one or two basketballs combined, because the bullet speed was very decayed, and the accuracy could no longer be guaranteed at this distance.
Anton no longer intends to continue shooting, so his extreme shooting distance is limited to a distance of 1,200 meters.
It took just one hour to use 120 bullets, and Anton completed his test shot.
"That's it, this gun is good. Thank you for the gun you prepared for me, and these bullets, with very good accuracy."
Anton turned around and smiled at Yang Yi and said, "It seems that I don't have to test the three hundred bullets, it's enough now."
Yang Yi was silent for a moment, and then he pulled out one shot from the boxes of bullets that Anton had put at hand when he was shooting.
The bullet was held in his hand and shook it at Anton for a while. Yang Yi smiled and said, "It's okay, you can continue to fire the remaining bullets. I only need this one shot. Shooting a target does not require a second bullet, and I don't need a test shot. After all, I am familiar with my gun, so you'd better shoot a few more shots. It's always good to be more familiar with your weapons."
An Dong still smiled, but his heart was turned upside down, as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly, and it was a fly that had just flew up from the dung pile.
Anton wanted to say that, but Yang Yi took the lead.
After a moment of pause, Anton smiled slightly and said, "Okay, good advice."
Anton didn't plan to continue shooting, but now he decided to continue to test the shooting, so he really started shooting again.
Yang Yi's heart is bleeding. It's hard to find a gun, and it's not easy to find high-precision bullets, and it's very expensive.
The bullets Yang Yi brought were all good things carefully collected by Paul. Although they could be replenished and did not care about the price, it was always a bit troublesome to replenish 338 Rap Magnum bombs in Ukraine. Anton fired one round after another to shoot these bullets, which made Yang Yi really feel distressed.
Chapter completed!