"General, you need to remain silent. You can no longer speak to Colonel Amitab. His behavior... is really offensive, and I don't like his high profile."
The colonel who accompanied General Haywell said in a low voice, occasionally looking at Colonel Amitab, who was at the center of the whirlpool of speech, with deep disapproval in his eyes, "He is very arrogant, arrogant of their country, they The soldiers of China are the most powerful. Even our country and our soldiers have not paid attention to it."
For his subordinates, General Haywell would naturally listen.
Indifferent: "They have always been as confident as they are today. From the media to their country, they are full of very strong self-confidence. And such self-confidence is based on self-righteous self-confidence."
"It's okay for them to continue this way, and it's not bad to continue to maintain the current relationship with China. It won't have any impact on us."
Colonel Amitab has successfully aroused dissatisfaction among generals in various countries, and it is not the time for him to stand up and speak for him now.
General Haywell, who pretended not to pay any more attention, and the accompanying colonel analyzed what the American team members would do next.
At seven o'clock local time, the temperature in the forest was getting lower and lower, and the gunfire in the first division seemed to have not sounded for a long time. It was so calm that the cold air had solidified, and it was full of oppressive suffocation.
Shahrukh's sight was aimed at the metal ring target that was shaking gently with the wind and rain. His eyes were a little painful. It should be because the rain has soaked for too long, and it is likely to be inflamed.
Perhaps the discomfort of the eyes made Shah Rukh lightly move the finger that was on the trigger of the sniper rifle several times. After that, he raised his wet hand and rubbed his eyes fiercely, then blinked vigorously, feeling his eyes. After getting more comfortable, he continued to lean over, aim at the sight with one eye, adjust again, and prepare to sniper again.
In the Chinese side, Li Jinnian started shooting with a bullet shell target at a distance of 80 meters, hitting the ring position on the large-caliber bullet shell.
"Hold the gun securely. Put down this cartridge case." G3 squatted halfway next to Li Jinnian's sniper rifle, and gently put the last cartridge case over the muzzle of the sniper rifle.
There are already two empty cartridge cases above the muzzle, and one more is three cartridge cases.
He really didn't expect that the Demon King would have such a little habit when he was sniping, and he liked to stack the bullet shell on the muzzle when he fixed the sniper.
This problem... is not a problem. It is a way to practice sitting and stabilizing the gun. Put three cartridge cases on top of the muzzle. Within an hour, none of the cartridge cases can be dropped.
Li Jinnian also trained in this way.
The last shell was put on, G3 made an "OK" gesture, then slowly retreated to the back, quietly waiting for his teammates to complete the sniper.
The sniper rifle arrived in Li Jinnian's hands, as if it had taken root, no matter how heavy the gun was in wind and rain, the bullet shell on it would not move either.
He started the final adjustment and proofreading, holding the gun with one hand, adjusting with one hand, and the bullet shell on the barrel did not move, as if it was rooted in a sniper rifle as a whole.
In the night vision sight, the large-caliber cartridge case was 80 meters away, and Li Jinnian's stern look was quite calm. There was no sense of tension in him, just like an ordinary sniper training, without psychological pressure.
The "cross" line has been aligned with the hit position of the cartridge case. According to the wind speed and temperature, adjust and deviate appropriately, and then pull the trigger without any hesitation until the slender finger... completes the sniper.