Ten shots hit ten, and the whole audience was shocked.
The key is that this guy named Richard didn't use night vision goggles. He relied solely on a weak campfire and the Mosin Nagant's old-fashioned quadruple sight to blow up ten bottles. This marksmanship was already miraculous.
The old man Jose suddenly felt proud and laughed loudly: "This is the best shooter under my command, and he is also the shooting instructor in our 'committee' organization. It is not easy to recruit him. I spent a huge price to let him go with me."
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On the high platform of the venue, everyone was laughing. As a landowner, General Federo also gave a few compliments. After all, the power of the 'committee' was now so powerful that he really couldn't afford to offend him.
Mirta fell behind her husband, looked at Zhou Qingfeng from the corner of her eye, quietly leaned over and asked, "Aren't you worried?"
"What are you worried about?" Zhou Qingfeng spread his hands and shrugged, indicating that he was in a relaxed state of mind.
"If you lose, you will be embarrassed. I just saw the look in your eyes, and you are obviously very concerned about that special battery." Mirta asked again. From the bottom of her heart, she was leaning towards Zhou Qingfeng's side.
But judging from the situation at the scene and the division of strength, she could only remain neutral at best.
"I do care about that battery, very much." Zhou Qingfeng just laughed, and the 'dog meat' was spinning under his feet. No one knew that the master and servant were already ready to kill people and seize the treasure.
Mirta couldn't hear anything from Zhou Qingfeng's words, but she felt that the other person's eyes were a bit scary, like a wild beast that haunted the wilderness at night, always ready to pounce on its prey. She didn't ask any more questions, and returned to
The husband continued to listen to old man Jose’s bragging.
Gunner Richard briefly tried his skills, and his companions behind him immediately gave him warm applause. Even the surrounding 'Alliance' soldiers had to admire him. This man in his thirties was indeed very powerful.
It was the turn of the twin sisters. Ellie, the younger sister, picked up her telescope with night vision function and accurately read the distance measurement numbers, "The target is directly in front, the distance is 91 meters, the cross wind is five kilometers per hour from left to right, and it is deflected to the left.
A quarter of a cipher."
Ellie said something, and Erin repeated it. The two sisters shot from a standing position, both wearing noise-canceling headphones. Their orderly appearance impressed the gunman Richard behind them.
"Hey, Richard, what do you think of these two chicks?"
"Seems okay."
"It's okay? They're less than half your age, are they really okay?"
"Their equipment is much better than mine, and they have obviously received professional sniper training."
"So what if they are well equipped? They are just little girls, and they are definitely not as good as yours. You are the best marksman among us, and your gun is a century-old treasure."
"Hehehe..."
At the end of the chat with his companions, Richard looked at the Mosin Nagant in his hand. This gun was left by his great-great-grandfather. The barrel had been replaced twice and the stock was broken once. This gun has been preserved for hundreds of years.
It's a miracle now.
But for a sniper, if a gun is used for more than a hundred years, this is something that makes people cry.
Bang..., Erin started shooting, and one shot hit the target. Everyone around the shooting range remained quiet, and the sound of breaking glass bottles was clear. Then there were gunshots one after another, and her shooting speed was not as fast as Richard's.
It was fast, but the little girl played very steadily, and after ten rounds, she also hit all the hits.
When the last wine bottle was broken, the whole audience cheered again. People always sympathize with the weak. The two girls Irene and Ellie looked petite and cute, and they were subordinates of Mr. Victor Hugo.
You can naturally win the favor of the 'Alliance' soldiers.
On the high platform, old man Jose's face immediately fell when he saw that the two sisters actually had good marksmanship. But he would not admit that this was strength. Instead, he turned to Zhou Qingfeng and sneered: "Your two little pets
They were lucky, but their shooting speed was too slow. Next, the difficulty will be increased, and we will compete at a distance of 300 yards."
Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng said it didn't matter, the old man Jose's face became even more gloomy. He thought that the young man on the opposite side would stop the game, but who would have thought that he would continue? Although the sisters Irene and Ellie are not very old, their performance has already been
It puts a lot of pressure on people.
Old man Jose asked Mirta to rearrange the venue, and then whispered coldly to his subordinates: "Go and tell Richard, if he loses next, I will definitely make him miserable."
The competition escalated again, and the smell of gunpowder became more intense. Richard, who was holding the Mosin Nagant, felt his heart sink when he heard the order from the old man Jose. Looking at the two sisters Irene and Ellie, they were much more relaxed than him.
Three hundred yards, about 270 meters.
At this distance, the wine bottle is basically invisible to the naked eye, and the field of view of the scope becomes smaller and the light transmitted is also very weak. This time, Richard is not so relaxed every time he shoots. It almost takes him more than a minute to aim before he can shoot.
Once, but he still hit ten out of ten shots without any miss, but he was sweating profusely after finishing shooting.
"Hahaha..." Old Jose laughed again, "Look, look, this is my ace gunner. He can still shoot accurately at night. Your little girl can't compare!"
This terrifying marksmanship was really shocking, and the crowd of people watching were discussing it privately. No matter where you stand, you must admit that Richard, who uses an old-fashioned rifle, is indeed very powerful and can be called a pervert.
"I think Richard is stronger than the 'lone wolf' Carlos. Carlos was killed with one shot by Mr. Hugo."
"So who is better, Richard or Mr. Hugo?"
"I think Richard should be stronger with the rifle. I can hardly see anything clearly at night like this, but he can actually shoot at a target more than 200 meters away. This is really amazing."
Not only did the Cubans feel that Richard was very strong, but even the twin sisters felt that they had met a formidable opponent. Ellie, the younger sister, said to her elder sister with a sullen face: "This guy is really powerful."
"He is indeed powerful, but we must not lose." The opponent's strong strength actually inspired the pride in Eileen's heart. The little girl said in a deep voice: "Change bullets and equipment."
The equipment used by professional snipers is unique. As soon as the elder sister fired, the younger sister immediately took out a sealed package from her backpack and took out a box of 7.62mm special sniper rifle bullets produced in Finland.
The sisters not only changed the ammunition, but also replaced the ordinary infrared sight with an expensive "Leupold" eight-power night vision automatic calibration sight. Because this thing is so precious, the two of them usually only maintain it and rarely use it.
However, with the use of high-quality goods, it is naturally easier for Erin to shoot. In the night vision lens of 'Leupold', the outside world is completely full-color images, and the sight comes with laser calibration, which can be said to be where she shoots.
One shot after another, the shooting was completed in one minute.
Yeah..., this easy and comfortable shooting brings a pleasant smoothness. People's originally nervous mood became cheerful because of the crisp gunshots. When Erin Ally broke all the bottles, the whole audience was jubilant.
At this time, Jose had nothing to say. He could only think about how to save his face with a livid face. But he didn't say anything, so Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward and said, "This time, your shooter was too slow.
Do we still need to extend the distance? How about we change it to 500 yards and continue?"
The old man's face suddenly looked like he was constipated.