"Can't an A-level master do anything against a sniper rifle?" Qingchen was confused.
"It's not that you can't do anything when facing a sniper rifle, but you can't do anything when you encounter a few snipers," Lao Liu explained: "When an extraordinary person reaches level A, he will have a sixth sense in his heart. Someone is aiming a gun at him within 1,600 meters.
Even if you observe yourself with malice, you can sense it."
Therefore, if a sniper aims within 1,600 meters, he will be discovered by an A-level master.
If you just look at someone with evil intentions in a crowd, the other person will notice it.
This powerful sixth sense is terrifying and sounds beyond the scope of human beings.
Wait, Qingchen recalled something.
In the early days of the time travel, there was a frightened junior student named Huang Jixian in Prison No. 18. He went to the door of the other party's community to look for clues. He just looked at Zheng Yuandong, and the other party immediately turned to look at him.
Is this a coincidence, or does Zheng Yuandong have already been promoted to A level at that time?
Qingchen couldn't be sure. He always felt that everyone had just traveled through time at that time. Logically speaking, Zheng Yuandong shouldn't have such a high level, unless the other person was like Yangyang, who directly replaced a certain A-level transcendent.
However, Qingchen preferred that this was a coincidence.
"Since snipers can't target A-level masters, how can they capsize in the gutter?" Qingchen asked Lao Liu thoughtfully...
"Because there are still some snipers who can shoot accurately and hit the target 1,600 meters away," Lao Liu said with squinted eyes: "A-level masters 1,600 meters away have also lost their senses, so they cannot evade in advance. That kind of anti-material firearms
Armor-piercing bullets were used to penetrate even tanks. Although A-level masters are powerful, they cannot withstand the beating of a main battle tank. By the way, to snipe A-level masters, you must install a flame suppressor, otherwise it will be useless."
The so-called anti-materiel sniper rifle is a weapon specially designed to hit armor-type armor. The sound when fired is the same as that of a cannon.
However, the speed of sound propagation is not as fast as bullets. If a gun is fired from 1,600 meters away, an A-level master can only hear the gunshot after being shot.
The flames of gunfire are faster than bullets, but this is why Lao Liu emphasizes the flash suppressor:
The bullet speed of most sniper rifles is between 800 and 900 meters per second, so A-level experts cannot see the gunfire in advance, otherwise it will take more than 2 seconds for the bullet to cross 1,600 meters, and the opponent can run away casually.
Moreover, this thing also requires skill and prediction. After all, you have to calculate how far you are from the opponent, how long it will take for the bullet to arrive, and where the opponent will be when the bullet arrives.
Of course, Qingchen also used the data of firearms in the world for comparison, and it was only data that could be found on the Internet.
In fact, he has never even touched a real sniper rifle.
"Brother Six, if a sniper bullet hits the head of an A-level master from a distance of 1,600 meters, can it kill him?" Qingchen asked.
"Of course," Lao Liu said, "There are quite a few A-level masters killed by sniper fire in the history of the Federation."
This is Qingchen's long-standing doubt. He always feels that most of the extraordinary beings in this world have "high attack and low defense". They are all like assassins. Even demigods like Master encounter a brainless killer like Metal Storm.
Also retreat.
"Can the automatic aiming track banned by the federation be sensed by A-level masters?" Qingchen asked curiously.
"Actually, the automatic aiming track is not that mysterious. I have seen one before," Lao Liu said, "It's mainly because some big shots who are not extraordinary are afraid of it, but A-level masters are not afraid of it."
"Why?" Qingchen asked curiously.
"Because the artificial intelligence carried on the automatic aiming track cannot calculate 'multiple factors' over long distances, its accurate range is only about 800 meters," Lao Liu said: "Of course, most of the ranges of the sniper masters in the federal army are also
It’s 800 meters. This thing is very convenient for sniping big shots at a very low cost, but it’s not that useful for dealing with A-level masters because they can still be sensed.”
Qingchen felt that something was wrong, because in his opinion, if there was such a rail, controlling a sniper rifle, it would be very easy to accurately calculate the ballistics: "Is the artificial intelligence technology equipped with it so weak?"
"Weak?" Lao Liu couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you have any misunderstanding about weakness? Ordinary snipers need to practice for a long time before they can hit the target at 800 meters. At this point, the snipers are still the best selected from the federal army. I really thought
Are you watching a virtual life movie? Do you think you can be a sharpshooter just by yourself? At a distance of 800 meters, the target is no bigger than an ant in your eyes! Looking at the entire federation, snipers who can accurately kill targets at a distance of 1,600 meters are better than A-level snipers.
The number of masters is still small!”
"No," Qingchen shook his head: "I mean, is there a more powerful artificial intelligence?"
"The consortium has never been very interested in artificial intelligence, as long as it can work," Lao Liu said in a low voice: "Of course, this is also related to the origin of the Federation. It is said that the previous civilization era was destroyed in a place called 'Zero'
In the hands of artificial intelligence. Therefore, everyone is very afraid of artificial intelligence, for fear that a similar situation will happen again."
Qingchen was silent because he knew that the creator of One was Zero!
And Zero, there is a high probability that he was killed by humans.
No wonder no one else knows about Yi’s independent personality, no wonder the consortium doesn’t focus on artificial intelligence, and no wonder Yi is so lonely.
It turns out that the Federation still has such a history!
"Does A-level masters have the sixth sense of 1,600 meters?" Qingchen asked.
At this time, Lao Liu smiled happily at Qingchen and said: "You are a genetic warrior, and your cap is B level, so just remember one thing. If you find a sniper on the battlefield, just hide away."
Lao Liu didn't mean to tease Qingchen when he said this. He was also B-level, so there was no need for teasing.
It is common sense that genetic warriors are at most level B.
Qingchen thought for a while: "How can I become a sniper?"
The sixth child was stunned for a moment: "You want to become a sniper? That thing depends on talent. Brother Qingchen, I don't mean to look down on you. When I was in the army, I also wanted to select snipers, but
My eyesight, concentration, and calculation ability are all far behind."
Qingchen didn't say anything anymore. He suddenly found a way to make a fool of himself.
A way for an ordinary person to kill a god.
You must know that it is very slow for him to advance to A level, because every item in the life and death test requires extremely high skills, and it is not something that can be challenged just because he wants to.
If the seniors hadn't used magnesium powder marks to plan the route for him on the cliff of Qingshan, if the old guys hadn't given him ginkgo nuts, and if it hadn't been for the encouragement from the words on the wall, I'm afraid he wouldn't have succeeded.
But if you can become a sniper, even if you are still weak, you can still leapfrog and kill people as long as you seize the opportunity!
Qingchen wasn't sure whether he could be a sniper before he touched a sniper rifle, but he had to give it a try before he was willing to do it.
"We're here," Lao Liu said, pointing to a magnificent modern building in front of him.
This building looks like a huge gymnasium, with a metallic luster on the exterior. It seems a bit out of place with other ancient buildings in the Mid-Levels Manor. Only a few wall details still retain some oriental cultural elements.
There is a huge plaque hanging outside the building with the words "Fenwu Tower" written on it.
Lao Liu happily introduced: "On weekdays, the bodyguards have their daily training here, and the Li family's disciples practice shooting and shooting here. I heard from the boss that fighting courses will be opened for the Li family school in the future, so it should be here.
You can get familiar with it in advance."
"Fighting lessons?" Qingchen asked.
"Yes, the boss has specially set up a class for you, asking you to teach the Li family's children," Lao Liu said: "Don't underestimate this position. The family culture within the Li family is relatively conservative and pays attention to an orderly inheritance and respect.
Master Zhongdao. If you can gain a firm foothold in Li's school, all the Li's disciples will be polite to you in the future, and at least you will have no worries about food and drink for the rest of your life."
The cultural inheritance of the Li family may be more like some scholarly families in ancient times in the world, where rules are very important.
However, Qingchen didn't care about this, but asked: "The length of this venue is only about 400 meters, so it shouldn't be possible to practice sniper rifles, right?"
Lao Liu thought for a while, and he seemed to have noticed Qingchen's persistence: "The entire Banshan Manor is bigger than you think. There are naturally other places where you can practice sniper rifles. Well, I think you are really good at sniper rifles."
If you are interested, let’s start with the simplest firearms. Once you have mastered these, I will take you to try it... Be mentally prepared. It is not that easy to be a sniper. Under normal circumstances, snipers are in the consortium.
Their treatment is comparable to that of C-level and B-level masters.”
"Okay, thank you Brother Six. If I didn't have the talent, I would give up on my own," Qingchen nodded.
There was no sound outside the venue, and only when you walked in could you hear the faint sound of gunfire.
Lao Liu took Qingchen and walked inside. Along the way, he met many people who greeted him cordially and very enthusiastically.
"Today I will try the pistol on you first, starting with the 10-meter target." Lao Liu took some firearms and bullets that Qingchen had never seen before, and led Qingchen to the gun position. He joked: "Many people
Everyone thinks shooting is a very simple thing and dreams of being a sniper every day, but you will know if you try it, you might not even be able to play with a pistol well."
Qingchen thought for a moment and took the pistol, then raised his hand and fired several shots at a target ten meters away to test the ballistics.
Lao Liu looked at the sporadic rings he had made, with a hint of smile on his face: "How about it, it's hard to find the crosshair, right?"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Qingchen raised his hand and fired again, and every shot hit the bullseye of Shihuan.
"Wait a minute, you have no history of holding a gun before, why can you shoot so accurately?" Lao Liu felt something was wrong. According to the information they investigated, although Qingchen was a black boxer, he had never purchased a firearm.
Could it be that there is something wrong with the information they investigated? Or maybe there is something wrong with Qingchen?
Qingchen explained seriously: "I have been very sensitive to geometry and space since I was a child. The first few shots fired were to observe the ballistics, but the later shots were serious."
Lao Liu was thoughtful, and he directly took out a firearm with damaged rifling and handed it to Qingchen: "This pistol is no longer accurate. Because of the damaged rifling, the crosshair has shifted to the left. If what you just said is true,
Yes, then use this pistol to prove it to me."
Qingchen thought about it and fired a few shots at will. Then, in the next second, the boy pulled the trigger continuously, and the bullets penetrated the bullseye again!
Lao Liu's eyes widened and he shouted to the staff: "Move back the target paper to 50 meters!"
This time Qingchen didn't even need to check the ballistics, he just fired and still hit the target!
It's not that he doesn't want to hide his clumsiness, but he knows that if he wants to get in touch as soon as possible, he must use this method if he has a sniper rifle.
