"Damn it?! Is this gun calibrated?!"

Jiang Teng lay on the ground, raised his head, and exclaimed in disbelief...

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Teng picked up a telescope next to him and looked at a chest ring target four hundred meters away in front of him.

In the lower left corner of the chest ring target, a bullet hole was lying alone. If you are a little more tilted, the bullet will be off the target!

But this is not right!

Jiang Teng frowned. He is still fighting sniper rifles. The shooting principle he got when he was a recruit has played a role. Under the PSO-1 white light scope, even if he doesn't need to know the distance between the chest ring target and his own.

Generally speaking, you can calculate the approximate correction amount by measuring it through a scope. What's more, you have this 88 sniper ballistic correction table next to you!

But after thinking about it, Jiang Teng felt that he had done everything he could do; he also paid attention to what he should pay attention to!

It’s okay to have one or two hundred meters ahead, but it’s ridiculously off when it starts to bounce from three hundred meters. Now it’s four hundred meters, and the bullet almost flew out of the target...

"It must be calibrated, otherwise how did you hit it in front of you?"

Seeing Jiang Teng's movements, sniper Zhang Xiwu smiled. He walked slowly forward and squatted beside Jiang Teng...

"Do you know what the nickname of this thing is? Type 88 anti-hostage shotgun!"

"Of course, this title must be a bit too extreme. After all, it's all right. Within 150 meters of this gun, the accuracy is still sloppy and not that outrageous. But if you hit a long-distance target, just forget it!"

"But it is a sniper rifle. What's the matter if it's just a close target?!"

Jiang Teng turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiwu beside him, looking disbelief.

"Don't ask me, the performance indicators required for this gun were so low when it was designed, and I can't do anything about it."

Zhang Xiwu had no choice but to spread his hands on the street...

"To be honest, this gun seems to me to be really rubbish! If you don't use sniper special bombs, you can walk for 3MOA. If you use sniper bullets, you can only press 1.5MOA to the top of the sky!"

"When it's medium and long distance, guess how much?"

Jiang Teng thought about it. The scattering of 3MOA means that the gun is normal, the calibration is normal, the shooting parameters, movements, etc. are all standardized. Under normal circumstances, the landing points of the bounce point are scattered in a circle with the position you aimed at as the center, the diameter is 3 inches, about 7.5 cm, which is normal!

You have no problem, and the gun is no problem...but there is a problem with the design, and the limit of this gun is here...

Of course, MOA is an imperial unit. So strictly speaking, it refers to the spread of inches over a distance of one hundred yards. And one hundred yards can only be about 91 meters...

So if you change it to a hundred meters, the actual spread range should be a little larger than this one!

“About 5MOA?”

Thinking of this, Jiang Teng tentatively opened his mouth to give a number.

"Haha, I'll scare you to death when I say it. The accuracy of long distances in this thing, the official data is 6.8MOA, and the results we measured are between 7.1 and 7.3MOA!"

Jiang Teng was stunned...

Big baby, seal!

Whoever touches who is the dog!
Chapter completed!