The cold wind is bleak, and the sky is gloomy.
On the high platform, standing or sitting, there are four figures.
The red brick building is also the only building within a kilometer radius. It has long been abandoned and dilapidated. Standing on it, all the nearby scenery can be seen.
The area is about 20 square meters, with a sniper handle on each of the front, rear, left and right sides, and knee-length low walls on all sides.
Mo Shangjun was sitting on the low wall, with his right leg bent, resting on the low wall, his right elbow resting on his knee, his slender left leg hanging down from the wall, and the high wall more than ten meters high below it looked empty. of.
On the left shoulder is a sniper rifle, Type 88, with a caliber of 5.8mm, a total weight of 4.1kg, a total length of 920mm, a barrel length of 620mm, an effective range of 800m, a magazine capacity of 10rds, small caliber, high power and precision able to meet the target.
A widely used sniper rifle throughout the army.
Latent training begins in two minutes.
"Mr. Mo, do you still play sniper rifles?"
The sniper standing in front of him was doing nothing, and asked Mo Shangyun politely.
Mo Shangyun glanced at him.
The soldiers of the first company, who just turned 20 years old, are honest and honest, and the most powerful sharpshooter in the entire reconnaissance battalion.
"I'll play too."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, rarely a little modest.
Sniping is indeed not her forte.
Of course, that was also compared to some of the people she had come into contact with, she felt that her level was average.
In the reconnaissance camp, praise her for her omnipotence, and she can politely respond.
"Will there be special sniper training in the military school?" the sharpshooter asked curiously.
"Won't."
Mo Shangyun turned back lightly and took off the sniper rifle on his shoulder.
The sharpshooter became more curious, and he said almost with certainty, "But you will."
Looking at him sideways, Mo Shangyun chuckled, "I can do anything."
"… "
The sharpshooter choked.
I was skeptical at first, but when I saw Mo Shangjun playing with a sniper rifle, she thought of the scene where she killed all the recruits in their company with one person, so she didn't say anything.
In this world, there should be people like Mo Shangyun who go against common sense.
It stands to reason that before ordinary people go to military academies and enlist in the army, their experience in military training subjects is completely blank.
Military schools produce officers who focus on basic training and specialized knowledge.
Troops develop warriors who learn various skills associated with the service.
Because of the short time, it is impossible for them to be omnipotent, but to study a certain item.
However, Mo Shangyun should not be like this.
She is in her early twenties and should spend nearly half of her time on various skills.
Otherwise, no matter how omnipotent and excellent a person is, he will not be able to reach this height in four years.
This is all the sharpshooter's suspicion, but he feels that it is biased towards reality.
Mo Shangyun's story should be a little long and a little special.
"here we go."
I don't know who said something in a low voice.
Mo Shangyun looked down at the watch, the hour hand just reached 11 o'clock.
Different from the preparations of the other three, she was still sitting on the low wall in an idle attitude, leaning against a log that was erected at the corner between the two walls, her bones seemed to be gone, and there was no seriousness in the slightest.
However, she still had a sniper rifle in her hand.
Through the scope, one target, one by one, emerges from incomparably clear.
She was the first to shoot.
When there are more people, the best hiding spots decrease and the target becomes more obvious.
She shot after shot, with little time to aim, just the constant trigger pull.
Every shot is sure to hit, the bullet is not empty, and when you pull the trigger, it will definitely emit red smoke.
When one magazine was finished, she stopped and changed the magazine carelessly.
From a distance, looking at the red smoke rising from the bushes and grass, and listening to the voices of a series of soldiers scolding their mothers fiercely, Mo Shangyun was in a surprisingly good mood.
Who told Chen Ke to deliberately find fault, just to distinguish the first company from the second company.
The red smoke is a series, the blue smoke is a second series, and the red and blue on the top of the head are the easiest to identify.
…
five minutes later.
Mo Shangjun took back the sniper rifle.
"Who's going to switch places with me?" She turned her head and called out to the other three.
All three were stunned.
Turning their heads and seeing the red smoke rising from Mo Shangyun, the three of them were not fools and immediately understood.
Except for the sniper in the second company, the faces of the two in the first company were instantly distorted.
"I!"
The second company sniper shouted very aggressively.
Saying that, he ran over with a sniper rifle.
Mo Shangyun smiled, stretched out his two straight and slender legs, jumped over from the low wall, and landed easily.
After exchanging glances with the snipers of the second company, Mo Shangyun came to his wall and savagely fired at the soldiers of the second company.
The two snipers in a row simply collapsed in their hearts.
This is too dark, isn't it? !
The two looked at each other.
The sharpshooter deliberately glanced at Mo Shangyun and hinted: Do you want to use Yin too
The other party nodded immediately: Of course!
So, a good end to a latent training, a confrontation between the four snipers was born.
However, due to Mo Shangyun's preemptive strike, the combat power of the second company was retained, while the snipers on the first company initially had a "fair and impartial" mentality and injured one-third of the friendly forces...
No matter how to save it later, it is difficult to save.
Avoid too obvious "selfishness", and have to switch venues every hour, even if they want to release water to their respective companies, it will not have much effect.
The loss is that there is no "pre-emptive strike".
Time passed little by little.
In a blink of an eye, it was dark.
The remaining number of people in the four directions are not far away, but Mo Shangyun initially guarded that side...
There are only two left in a row, and they are so good!
In half an hour, the two snipers in the first company were almost aiming at the second company's shooting.
Unexpectedly, Mo Shangyun, who was so mad that he didn't pay for his life, ran around from time to time, shot with his gun, and helped them hit a more obvious target - a series of soldiers.
At the end, he added leisurely, "No thanks."
Two people: "… "
Damn, it's just beeping a dog.
068, this posture! This battle! This style!