Hunting is far less fun than imagined, the humidity in the forest is extremely high, and the chill is biting. For maximum flexibility, Mei wears extremely thin clothes. That coldness is nothing to Lian Jiazi, he can dispel it by exercising his muscles and bones and boxing.
But Shen Ming asked Mei to walk as slowly as possible, and to lighten her body movements. She didn't have enough exercise, and Mei shivered from the cold. On the contrary, Shen Ming, the bastard, wrapped himself under the camouflage blanket, and walked smoothly and warmly.
The distance between the two gradually increased from the initial 5 meters. When the outline of Baylor Village could be vaguely seen, Mei could hardly find Shen Ming who was traveling with her. Although the distance between the two was only 30 meters, when Shen Ming stopped When it came down, it was as if it was invisible, and there was no breath in the whole body.
People who practice martial arts pay attention to Qi, and masters believe that people have Qi, and killing has killing intent, and whether it is an enemy or a friend can be judged from the breath, and the killer within a hundred meters can also be found.
But Shen Ming is the kind of monster who doesn't have a trace of popularity, and is integrated with the environment, as if he is the tree beside him, the road under his feet, the cold stone, and the invisible wind. Even though he was moving, the insects crawled on his camouflage blanket unaware.
Only this kind of movement made Mei unknowingly show him her nude body and lose her chastity. Although Mei is resentful, she has to admit that Shen Ming is definitely a top expert. Even if she is placed in the old Feng's house, Mei believes that there are no more than 20 people who can have his skills.
Unknowingly, the two of them wandered the mountains and forests from morning to dusk, and they had completed less than one-fifth of the area they needed to search in the deep mountains. No wonder Baylor Village was built in the middle of a mountain valley, surrounded by mountains on all sides, and there could be sniper spots everywhere. A plunge into this forest is like pouring a glass of water into the ocean.
When Mei was about to enter a rocky mountain terrain, Shen Ming's call suddenly came from the earphone, "Wait."
"Did you find him?!" Mei reacted quickly and immediately lay down on the ground, warning.
"Look up, 11 o'clock." Shen Ming said softly.
"What direction is 11 o'clock?" Mei Ruan asked, Wu family doesn't understand terminology.
"Upper left corner... 2 kilometers away."
Mei slowly looked up, and the rocky terrain made the front of her almost an open land with few trees and a wide field of vision. Among the pile of rocks, there was a black muzzle protruding slightly by about 2 centimeters.
That thing was too difficult to detect, even with Shen Ming's reminder, Mei had to concentrate for 10 seconds before seeing the existence of the muzzle, and her neck couldn't help shrinking.
"You didn't shoot when you found out, are you holding a fire stick?!" Mei growled angrily into the intercom headset.
"Don't worry, it's out of my range, and I don't know if it's a trap? The rocky landscape in front of me is good, and it's a good location for refilling the gun." Shen Ming was watching the silent man through the 4x optical sight. sniper position.
"I'll try it." Mei is here to do this.
"No, I'll come." When Shen Ming spoke, he had already stood up from a bush and moved forward.
"Are you crazy? I'm the bait!" Mei looked in shock at Shen Ming who was moving 30 meters away.
"No prey, no bait, you are my secret weapon, stay where you are." Shen Ming walked out of the dense forest with a bent body.
He took the initiative to take off the camouflage cloth on his body, threw away the heavy bag beside him, jumped onto the rocky terrain with only Mosin Nagant in his hand, and trot all the way to the sniper position 2 kilometers away.
Although Mei really wanted Shen Ming to die, but Shen Ming who wanted to die like this made her inexplicably nervous.
"This opponent is not simple..." Shan Gui's sniper lens kept staring at Shen Ming, his finger was only 1 mm away from the trigger, and he only needed to bend slightly, and the bullet fired at supersonic speed could kill him.
But just for this 1mm, the mountain ghost hesitated for a long time, but he just didn't hit it. Shen Ming seems to be advancing swaggeringly, but he has been walking in an area with turbulence. There is not even a taller grass at his feet, so he cannot judge the direction of the wind beside him, nor can he correct the trajectory with the naked eye.
On the contrary, there are many rock depressions beside him, as long as he rolls on the spot, his body can immediately hide behind a solid bunker.
The mountain ghost understood that he did it on purpose, deliberately leading him to fire the first shot, because he was considered dead and had no way to try the gun to correct the ballistic, so the chance of the first shot hitting was almost zero.
Sniping is such a speechless thing. Obviously your target is within your effective range and your technique is the best in the world, but you just can't pull the trigger and defeat the enemy with one move.
"Probably here." Shen Ming, who was already standing in the open ground, suddenly stopped, 1600 meters away from the sniper position, which should be regarded as the temptation of the devil.
This distance gave the mountain ghost the hope of estimating the current maximum hit rate of the first shot, and the chances of success and failure were half and half. He deliberately put the mountain ghost in a dilemma...
"Where did the old man find this perverted monster?" The mountain ghost was depressed. Even if Shen Ming didn't fire a single shot, he just ran a 400-meter route, showing his extremely terrifying fighting strength.
Shan Gui is confident that he is an elite sniper who has come down from actual combat, but this guy is like a god-level sniper who manipulates the situation of the battle, playing with his opponents in applause.
The mountain ghost thought he was a hunter in the forest, but Shen Ming had already told him with his actions that this thing was definitely not a prey...
"Don't you have the courage to gamble at all? I won't give you such a comfortable sniper opportunity in the future." Shen Ming sighed and raised 3 fingers towards the sky, counting the seconds and shrinking one by one. It was his last chance for the mountain ghost.
When that hand turned into a fist, the opportunity given by Shen Ming disappeared.
Standing between the sky and the earth, he removed his muffler, raised the Mosin Nagant with both hands, and shot at the sniper position where the muzzle was exposed, so chic, so casual, and without muddling.
The effective range of various firearms is like a mathematical formula that must be kept in mind for an excellent sniper. No matter how it is modified, Mosin Nagant is just an old gun from World War II. The effective range of 1500 meters is beyond the sky.
"Idiot..." The moment Shen Ming pulled the trigger, the word naturally appeared in Shan Gui's head.
But 2 seconds later, when the bullet hit a rock only 20 centimeters away from the muzzle of the gun, the words that popped out of the mountain ghost's head immediately changed to "Monster!"
What is the effective range is the distance that can be controlled by effective means to allow the bullet to hit the target. Beyond the effective range, the flight trajectory of the bullet can only be controlled by luck, but there is a kind of evildoer who can effectively control even luck!
Shen Ming is this kind of monster. From Shan Gui's point of view, even if he shoots at his position under the same conditions, the bullet will be more than 1 meter away from the sniper point, but he can control it within 20 centimeters. Isn't it a monster
At such a short distance, it is impossible not to suffer a counterattack, but the muzzle of the gun there is completely motionless.
"Hehe, it really is a fake." Shen Ming had already replaced the bullet with a new bullet when the bullet was flying, and when he saw that there was no movement at the sniping point, he immediately began to search for other locations on the same line.
The mountain ghost was completely out of instinct. When Shen Ming's muzzle was about to shine on the rock where he was, the L115A3 long-range sniper rifle in his hand pulled the trigger.
The 8.59mm caliber long-range sniper bullet whizzed by, and hit the rock no more than 30 centimeters away from Shen Ming's feet with a puff, gnawing out a bullet groove the size of a fist. Don't even think about standing up.
"There." Even though the mountain ghost was equipped with a muffler, Shen Ming had already pinpointed the location of the mountain ghost from the deformed state of the bullet slot at his feet—1610 meters away, behind a knife-shaped rock!
Shen Ming's backhand was a shot. The mountain ghost had just completed the reloading of the L115A3 and was about to use the corrected ballistic to replenish the gun. With a pop, the rock in front of him as a cover was gnawed out by Shen Ming's bullets. The gap, and the gravel from the bullets splashed on his hands.
Shen Ming instantly launched a counterattack with a super effective range, and the accuracy rate was as high as laser guidance. Could it be that he installed GPS positioning on the bullets? !
How did he start the ballistic correction? This is no longer an explanation for good marksmanship!
Shan Gui's head was filled with countless doubts, and when he pulled the trigger for the second shot, Shen Ming almost gave Shan Gui all the answers by taking a sideways step in line with his movements.
It was absolutely impossible for the mountain ghost to miss this second shot after correction, but he still missed... The bullet flew past where it should have hit Shen Ming's head, and hit the rocky ground behind him.
This evildoer can actually see the full version of the ballistic. He used the mountain ghost's first shot to support himself with all the parameters needed to correct the ballistic. From the second shot, he even predicted in advance where the mountain ghost would attack.
With a distance of up to 1610 meters, the bullets of both of them need to fly for more than 1 second to reach each other. The mountain ghost is better, Shen Ming's bullets are not as fast as his, leaving him with longer reaction time. Shen Ming only had a little more than 1 second. He was moving sideways at high speed, and he had to complete the whole set of actions of reloading, aiming and shooting.
Shen Ming was like dancing, shooting, dodging, and shooting on the flat ground.
The slight correction of the trajectory has been made in millimeters, and both of them are in a state of complete breath-holding in order to maintain stability. In just 10 seconds, the two of them emptied all five magazines, and stopped dancing at the same time to change the magazines.
In the first round of fighting, it was actually a tie. Shan Gui couldn't believe that Shen Ming dodged all of his last 4 effective shots. Even more unbelievable, Shen Ming insisted on using the "floating" bullets to hit the bunker in front of him so that the stone foam flew across, and two shots almost hit him in the head.
"Don't be kidding!" The mountain ghost used a modern reloader, but it was as efficient as Shen Ming's manual reloading, and raised the gun at the same time.
"Mei, it's time to make a move. How long will it take you to break into the side mountain for 2,500 meters?" Shen Ming said in the headset.
"More than 6 minutes, I'll kill myself for you to see!" Mei couldn't wait a long time ago, and when she spoke, she turned sideways and rushed forward.