"I'm not crazy! Lewis, you are still thinking about money now, are you crazy?"
After Mike finished speaking, he screamed in pain. He bit off the hemostatic bandage with his teeth and applied it to his shoulder. After the pain passed, he continued to speak slowly: "If you have money, you must have a life to spend it!"
After saying that, Mike stopped talking to Lewis, opened a car door, took a deep breath, endured the pain, and continued to move forward. There was a small town forty kilometers ahead, and there was a doctor there.
Wherever you can get treatment!
Mike drove the car, stepped on the accelerator, and ran away into the distance with a look of determination on his face. He never let go of the accelerator, but the road here was an African road. After Mike drove about ten kilometers, the vehicle suddenly stopped.
The car overturned, rolled on the spot twice, and finally rolled to the side of the road.
When Lewis saw Mike hang up the phone, he was a little angry, his eyes were full of viciousness, and he began to mutter involuntarily: "Damn guy, you betrayed us, when I deal with this group of people, I must
Kill you before and after, kill you!" After saying that, his eyes were full of violence, like a ferocious beast that had lost its rationality.
Lewis was waiting, waiting for the target to be careless, waiting for the target to reveal its flaws. When he saw someone cleaning the battlefield, less than ten meters away from him, he did not take action. He knew that he could replace at most one person, and he was going to
The thing they were escorting blew up.
When Lewis saw Yu Zhiqian and others gathering together, he resisted and did not take action because he sensed danger. He always felt that someone was looking for him, seemingly invisible, and he knew that he would be doomed as soon as he took action.
When Lewis saw Yu Zhiqian sending people out to look for the driver, he was still holding back, his blood-red eyes were about to explode, but he was still preparing, waiting for a fatal blow, but he hadn't found it yet.
"We must blow up these things, we must kill all these people!" Lewis kept reminding himself. When he saw the other people put away their weapons and inspected the armored vehicles they blew up, he knew that his chance had come.
Already.
"Now!" Lewis stood up from the grass in an instant, put the RPG in his hand on his shoulder, and aimed at the truck, but then he heard two gunshots.
Lewis was shot twice in the body, dangling, and slowly fell to the ground. Before he died, Lewis still pulled the trigger, and the RPG rocket was fired, but this time his warhead was not aimed at the truck, but at the truck.
It's the sky.
Yu Zhiqian is also waiting. He knows that there is still an enemy who is not dead. This is not the time to take it lightly. An enemy hiding in the dark is the most terrifying. Just like in the first sneak attack, the armored vehicle was killed directly.
.
"Damn, it's finally out!" After Yu Zhiqian shot Lewis to death, he pulled the bolt of his gun and reloaded the bullet. He jumped directly from the truck. After waiting for so long, it was finally not in vain. Yu Zhiqian was worried about this.
The guy took advantage of the moment his vehicle was started to do it.
Han Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief. He held his gun and leaned on the tire, looking at Yu Zhiqian: "Captain Yu, is the sniper rifle you use this Mosin Nagant?"
Yu Zhiqian nodded: "Well, the Finnish version, I think it's very useful!"
"Are you really using it as a sniper rifle?"
"Of course, you can see that my shooting is quite accurate!"
"But this gun has a short range!"
Yu Zhiqian was stunned for a moment and looked at Han Cheng: "Does a sniper rifle have to shoot far?"
Then Yu Zhiqian shook his head: "As a sniper, you should know that the most important thing about a sniper rifle is accuracy. In modern warfare, how many people use guns to fight the enemy four hundred meters away? As long as this gun is four hundred meters away, As long as there is no problem with the accuracy within a hundred meters, there won’t be any problems. Did you see the stone on the opposite hillside?”
Han Cheng took the telescope and followed Yu Zhiqian's eyes to see what looked like a square stone at the bottom of the hillside!"
"That's it!" After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he immediately raised his gun and fired. The process of aiming and shooting took less than two seconds. Han Cheng's telescope clearly saw that the bullet hit the stone on the opposite mountain without any obstacles.
"Accuracy is more important than anything else. No matter what kind of gun it is, if you need to aim for a minute or two before shooting, this gun is useless. On the battlefield, the fighter plane disappears in an instant, just like the guy with the RPG who attacked us just now. , if you give him one more second, he might hit our truck with a rocket! What do you think?"
Han Cheng nodded thoughtfully and looked at Yu Zhiqian: "Captain Yu, how did you develop this marksmanship?"
As he spoke, he imitated Yu Zhigan's movements, raised the gun, aimed, and shot. But when he looked at the target through the scope, he shook his head. In such a fast time, he could only roughly find the position, and he could not even pinpoint the target. None of them were aimed at the stone on the opposite side, and the bullet missed a long way.
Yu Zhiqian took out a cigarette, lit it for himself, and then looked at Han Cheng: "Read more, read more newspapers, eat less fried food and sleep more!"
"What?"
"Hahaha, just kidding, there is only one way to practice this kind of marksmanship, which is to feed it with bullets. After you have fired ten thousand rounds of bullets, you will find that your ability will improve a lot. There is no other way. They were all fed with bullets!”
"Then how many bullets did you shoot?"
Yu Zhiqian thought for a while. He really didn’t know how many bullets he had shot. The week after he entered the training ground, after the shooting, he felt that his arms were no longer his own. After thinking about it, finally He shook his head: "I don't remember! Maybe tens of thousands of rounds, maybe hundreds of thousands of rounds!"
Han Cheng thought about the bullets he had shot since he was a soldier, and shook his head silently. He couldn't afford to offend him. When he was in the recruit company, he rarely shot targets. After joining the company, although he shot every day, the total amount was only one or two. Wanfa, Yu Zhiqian can’t even remember how many rounds he fired. From the looks of it, the gap between himself and others is not unfair at all.
"Besides these, what shortcuts are there?" Han Cheng stared at Yu Zhiqian seriously. There were not many opportunities to learn from the boss.
Yu Zhiqian touched his chin and thought for a while, then looked at Han Cheng in front of him: "I said you young people, what are you thinking about all day long?"
"Shortcuts? What shortcuts are there? If you want to succeed, you need to work a hundred times harder than others, so that you can succeed. Of course, you must also choose the right things, otherwise you will get half the result with twice the effort. Young people must be down-to-earth, you know!"
