Chapter 30 Pension

The profession of sniper has always been a hot hype element in the movie. Think about it, a person and a gun are deeply hidden in the jungle, grassland, desert or modern building complex, the magnified target in the scope, the elusive assassination, and the powerful psychological quality. Their eyes and movements are so charming, as if even their breathing is filled with the breath of death, and they succeed and pass by quietly. Although Lin Ziwen's evaluation of this is "like a fool", they are undoubtedly the most mysterious and attractive population.

However, I think the sniper is a microcosm of all human dark psychology. It represents the human desire to snoop, cowardice, and a plot of wanting to eat mutton but afraid of getting stigma. Think about it again, I can see you but you can't see me, I can't beat you but you can't beat me, I run away after a one-time deal, which is quite hateful, so in World War II, there was an unwritten rule that the Soviet-German battle was seized and executed on the spot, without leaving prisoners. This was also to inspire the morale of the army, because the psychological deterrence caused by one or two well-trained snipers can affect a local war.

In short, snipers are the thinnest nerve on the battlefield. They can use them properly to destroy the will of the enemy, so their own will must be strong and their psychological quality must be stable. Most of the snipers we play in movies will experience a major failure and will never recover from it. In the end, the situation has to be forced to go on stage. There is still a shadow in psychology. I always feel that the bullet will betray them, but at the last moment I have to pull the trigger. At this time, I think of the motherland and think of faith. The most important thing is that if I don’t shoot my horse, I will be ruined. So I shoot angry bullets, and the result is the villain with a super level of precision to microns, giving the movie a perfect end.

To sum up, snipers are actually very neurotic and cannot stand failure: there is a sniper who has failed thoroughly in front of us. This killer with Chinese name Shooting Wolf is obviously not a Chinese. He has a Vietnamese face that looks like an old black and white photo. His eyes are big and unsightly, and he looks very fragile. The main thing is that I think Chinese people will definitely not give themselves the surname "Shooting"...

The failure of shooting Tianlang can no longer be described as one or two shots. I still clearly remember his feat of shooting with a sniper rifle across the cross-section. The bullet that furthest from me almost made me run 50 meters before I caught it. At that time, he was already crazy. Later, he finally collapsed and shot himself in the foot. Fortunately, he won a goal: he hit it.

When Ekaterina was dealing with the matter afterwards, I met the warrior next door. He did not consider his situation at all. Instead, he assembled the gun in the box and picked it up, loaded a bullet into the magazine, loaded it, and then handed it to Lin Ziwen and said: "Here you help me see what the problem is?"

Lin Ziwen pulled the bullet without saying a word and said, "The problem is not on the gun. I have encountered the same confusion as you recently." He looked at me and said, "Ayi, our killer career is a high-risk profession. Can you stop causing trouble for us? Tell me what's going on?"

I smiled and said, "I will say it when the time is right."

Lin Ziwen patted the back of the Tianlang and asked me: "What are you going to do with him?"

I said, "Let's go, and when you go back, you'll post it again and let the brothers disperse."

Shooting Tianlang put away his gun in a daze, murmured as he walked out, "Then where have my bullets gone?"

I reached into my pocket, and his bullets were all there. I counted them, and there were 49 rounds in total. Add to that he shot his own one. The kid changed five bullet magazines in the morning! When he walked to the door, I suddenly asked him: "Where are there any group of people?"

Shooting Tianlang said in a daze: "Where is what? I am the only one in the league today."

Lin Ziwen also said: "When it comes to long-range sniping, only the only one in the league is good at shooting the Sky Wolf."

I pinched the three reinforcement bullets, thought about it and said, "It's okay."

Lin Ziwen glanced at the lonely back of Shooting Tianlang and said, "He may not be able to do tasks for a long time."

I'll say he's fragile...

After calculation, the charity donations collected in the morning speech were more than 1.6 million yuan. Although the figures were far from comparable to the cocktail party, they were of far-reaching significance. Caterina seemed to have no hope of raising money on such occasions. The result was already surprising her. A mere 1.6 million yuan was less than a fraction of her meal with her, but it made her very excited. In the car, she clenched her fists and said to me: "Do you know He Anyi? Each of them donated at least 50 yuan."

I said blankly, "What can that mean?"

Catherine smiled and said, "It means there are at least tens of thousands of people who are willing to pay for a long time. You also know that in my philosophy, people are the first."

I hummed and didn't say anything. I thought that if I hadn't been busy with work this morning, even if Apo stood in her position and was alive now, I could use it as a sieve. I wondered, a foreigner came to China from thousands of miles to fool others to pay for it, but he couldn't lose another penny. Why was she happy with her poor? I really doubted that her psychological distortion...

Gosh drove the car intently without looking sideways. He seemed to have become accustomed to me as the first bodyguard of Katerina. Suddenly, a ringtone of the phone came from his pocket. Gosh glanced, slowed down, and answered the phone in his authentic Afghan English. The other party didn't know what he said, but in just a few words, he became furious, blew his beard and stared, and quarreled with the other party loudly. I said curiously: "He has friends in China too?"

Ye Katerina's face changed and said, "It was called from our country."

Gosh quarreled for a while, and suddenly dropped the phone, his body trembled slightly. He grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, as if he was afraid that he would lose control and implicate the princess. He never looked back from beginning to end.

Catherine asked him something in a faint tone. Gosh paused and answered carefully. The two of them communicated for a few words, and no one spoke again.

When he returned to Wangfu Street, Gosh took the princess's guards back to his residence. Ye Katerina leisurely wandered around the street, and then stood at the entrance of the supermarket and chatted with Wang Shuisheng without saying a word. The residents of Wangfu Street were also used to it, and some people occasionally asked: "Yezi, how much did the speech raise money?"

Ye Katerina would turn back and tell him: "Not much, it's only 1.6 million."...

Sun Manlou found a place to carry people and ordered the money for selling mosquito repellent this time, and then transferred it out and said to me: "Boss, give me some pension."

I said inexplicably: "What pension?"

Sun Manlou lowered his voice and said, "We have many brothers killed this time!"

I suddenly realized and laughed and said, "How much do you want?" Many mosquitoes and flies died just now, which was true, and I was a little moved. Although it was a pest, the organizational discipline was not bad at all. Although this low-level insect has no IQ, it was entirely due to nature.

Sun Manlou said: "One is worth one, but one dollar is not a pension, right?"

I smiled and said, "Bah, the person who owed you money back then has returned the sea." I said, "What happened later? Do you believe me?"

Sun Manlou said, "They flew away later. Are you counting on a group of flies to be killed?"

I said contemptuously: "You can't find someone with combat effectiveness?"

Sun Manlou said innocently: "Look at what else is in the city now? I remember that when the family planning was just now, there were kites in the sky. When the population exceeded 1.2 billion, sparrows were rare. They were all caused by this environment."

I smiled and said, "Then you go and ask Ekaterina for compensation. She is still resistant to environmental protection now."

Speaking of this, I took out the last bullet I received. Sun Manlou stared at it and said emotionally: "Look at it carefully, how much blood is stained with my subordinates!"

Thinking of the kind of subordinates, I quickly put it down...

At this time, Wang Cheng suddenly appeared, he snatched the bullet and said, "Where did you come from this?"

I subconsciously reached out to get it, but Wang Cheng turned violently and protected the bullet in his hand and said, "Let me watch it for a while."

I had an idea and said, "Do you know?"

"What's the difficulty?" Wang Cheng said as he knew it: "Spot 408, the special bullets on the Chetak m200 sniper rifle, I used this kind of gun for a while."

I heard him say it very well, and couldn't help but say, "Really?"

"What are you doing?"

"Then tell me how far this gun can hit?"

"Its accuracy within 2200 meters under undifferentiated conditions is very high in the same type of sniper rifle - note, I'm talking about accuracy."

I hurriedly said, "I don't understand those you say, just tell me, if someone takes it and fires at me from two kilometers away, what is the chance of hitting my head?"

Wang Cheng twisted the bullet with his hand and pondered for a while and said, "This is difficult. If that is the case, the bullet will take about 2 seconds to fly in the air. With the wind and humidity factors, it will hit the head in the end. I can only say that even if he is a master in ten thousand, he still needs some luck."

I was secretly shocked. If Wang Cheng said it correctly, then the person who fired the bullet was definitely a master. When I caught them, all three bullets were in front of Yekaterina's head!

Regardless of whether the data reported by Wang Cheng is right or not, in short, the one who wants Ye Katerina to die this time is a very dangerous guy, at least it is harder to deal with than Shooting the Sky Wolf.

I looked at Wang Cheng with my head and found that this was also an interesting person. Apo Wushuang and I had long concluded that he could not be a special forces soldier or a mercenary as he said, but today I found that he was not as good as we thought. The spirit in his eyes when he touched the warhead and the information he quickly reported were definitely not something that ordinary military fans could do. Of course, if you say that he was a sniper and I wouldn't believe it - I wouldn't believe it even if I couldn't beat him to death.

I joked: "Wang Cheng, if you fired a gun when you were very sure, but found that the bullets were gone, and this happened three times in a row, how would you feel?"

Wang Cheng himself also found it funny and said in a rare humorous way: "Then I have to believe that there is really a god in this world."

I also laughed: "Actually, maybe it was done by the demon?"

Wang Cheng held the bullet tightly in his hand and asked me: "Can you give this to me?"

"no problem."

"Thank you!" he put the bullet on his chest and said in obsessively: "I want to make it into a pendant and let it swing with my heart every day."

I coughed and said, "Uh, you'd better wash it."
Chapter completed!