One mile is equivalent to 1609.344 meters. When sniping at this distance, Xu Chuan can only say, "You can do it, you are noble."
At this distance, the bullet will fly for several seconds. It is really letting the bullet fly for a while. During this process, it is best not to move the target. We also need to consider the ballistics, the surrounding environment and even some inexplicable effects.
When Xu Chuan first came into contact, he said, "Why don't you just cover it up? Why don't you use a small plane to throw a bunch of bombs over such a long distance?"
Swagger sneered at his statement. This guy never knew the feeling of killing the enemy with a fatal blow without their knowledge.
Nikita has come back. To be on the safe side, she still hasn’t had contact with Alex, the little insider. She has completed the training course and can go on missions alone. There will always be opportunities, and the two parties also have secret ways to communicate, otherwise
The organization is investigating how the news about Swager came out.
"Alex has already followed the colonel. It seems they are not here to monitor Swager."
Xu Chuan did not intend to take it lightly and asked Birkhoff to strictly control all the surveillance in the area. If there was still time, he would check them all along the way.
Birkhoff was probably scolding him in his mind about the damn workload.
"Let's go and try it." He took down the extremely conspicuous CheyTac "Intervention" M200 sniper rifle from the wall, "Man, your order supports their entire company."
This thing is said to cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. Of course, it is not only a gun, but also a fire control system called "CheyTac Tactical Computer", including a Nightforce NXS 5.5-22x56 times scope, and a military-standard reinforced
A commercial PDA (running Windows Mobile 2003 operating system), equipped with a Kestrel handheld weather station and Vector IV laser ranging telescope.
It doesn't seem so expensive anymore, which is strange. For Swager, the fire control system is completely meaningless. He can make his own shooting table card, which is shot out one by one with bullets.
Thanks to this price, only two of these guns can be sold a year. Someone once joked that the number of people buying this gun is as many as the number of people killed by lightning every year. However, someone later learned about the number of people killed by lightning every year in the United States.
Counting the number of people killed by lightning, it turns out that there are far more people killed by lightning than people who bought this gun.
But having said that, the M200 is really accurate. It once set a world record for long-range shooting in Idaho. At a distance of 2321 yards (2122 meters), a group of 3 rounds was spread within 42cm, which is equivalent to 0.71 MOA.
This is due to the .408 bullet it uses. The warhead is cut directly from a solid bar of copper-nickel alloy. It adopts an optimized low-resistance shape, has small recoil and high storage speed, and can still maintain a distance of 2,000 meters.
It has supersonic speeds and has a flatter trajectory than the .50 or .338.
So only someone like Swag, who regards sniping as his life and is not short of money, would buy this. Xu Chuan and others stood in an open space at the back of the mountain, preparing to watch Swag's performance.
"Fight, fight, just pull the trigger." Five minutes had passed, and Young Master Xu had become impatient. He was still calculating carefully.
In the laser ranging telescope, the dog food can as the target showed the number 1477. Although it was less than a mile, it was far enough. Swager had been lying on the ground for five minutes. "Brother, you have already pooped after so long."
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"Shut up and be patient, okay?" Nikita glared at him. She had also received sniper training, but she knew that she would never be able to hit at this distance.
Swager adjusted the handwheel again, then took a deep breath and placed his index finger on the trigger. He held his breath and slowly pulled the trigger. "Bang", a gunshot that was not much smaller than a .50 gun.
Nearly four seconds later, the can in the telescope exploded into a cloud of fragments.
A group of people cheered. To be honest, it was really awesome, but Xu Chuan felt bored, "That's why I can't become a sniper."
A talent like Swager, one in ten thousand or even one in hundreds of thousands, would be a huge threat to any of his enemies, but there are not many such people in the world.
Xu Chuan still likes small bomb planes. If one is not enough, there will be ten, and if ten is not enough, there will be a hundred. This thing is simple to operate and can be learned by a person with a normal IQ, and the attack range is farther.
Of course, he was definitely not making excuses for not completing the sniper course. He just felt that technology changed everything.
"It seems that our President is indeed in danger." Swager stood up and looked at the target in the distance, "But fortunately, I don't like this very much."
Xu Chuan curled his lips, but said nothing. He didn't know that there was another group of people planning to play tricks on Johnson's plan, and by the way, the commander-in-chief was also involved.
"Then what should we do and ignore them?" Parker squatted on the ground, played with the M200 for a while, and considered whether he should buy one to play with. They are not short of money now, and hundreds of thousands are nothing.
If each of these people had one, they could probably buy up more than two years of CheyTac production.
If you are crazy, you might as well buy the company.
"That won't work. There is too little information now. We don't know exactly what the other party wants to do and the purpose of the organization mentioned by Nikita." Smith weighed a .408 bullet in his hand.
"Why do you care so much? If you just do it, everything will be solved." Curtis grabbed the M200 from Parker's hand, lay down on the ground and loaded a bullet, and he was ready to try it.
Xu Chuan said that what he said touched my heart deeply.
With a 'bang' sound, the bullet missed by at least half a meter.
"The wind speed is different from just now. You need to correct the wind deflection to the left." Swager reminded him with a handheld weather station.
After ejecting the cartridge case, Curtis put another one in. He took a deep breath and corrected the aiming point as Swagger said, and pulled the trigger again. Although he still missed, the impact point of the bullet was already very close.
The third shot after that finally hit the target. Is this the level of a normal person?
"Boss, why don't you give it a try? This gun is really accurate and its trajectory is very straight."
The corners of Xu Chuan's eyes drooped and he said, "Go away." Is this grandson planning to see his own joke? He was very confident that at this distance, even if he fired all the .408 bullets in Swager's inventory, he might not be able to hit the target.
"Let's go down the mountain and find a place to live in the city, and then we'll figure out what to do next." Xu Chuan knew that Johnson would definitely send someone to monitor the Swager family.
Swagger's next move will definitely be related to the success of their plan, and if Umbrella wants to eliminate the risk, it needs to find out all the people involved in the other party to avoid future troubles.