Xu Wentao looked into the distance, searching for his target.
For others, the heavy machine gun was easy to carry in Xu Wentao's hands.
1682 meters…Xu Wentao locked onto a tree outside.
Xu Wentao adjusted the muzzle of the machine gun. The data in front of him showed... 0%, 20%, 80% 100%!
"Heh."
Xu Wentao smiled.
The effective range of the crooked machine gun could reach 600 meters. As expected, the longest range was better than the Type 38 rifle.
Close to 1700 meters was the distance, and the bullets still had a certain degree of lethality.
Then, Xu Wentao locked onto a target that was even further away.
1853 meters away…a rock.
By adjusting the muzzle, the accuracy could also reach 100%.
It was obvious.
At the very least, bullets could reach this distance.
Xu Wentao continued testing.
This time, it was a tree 2056 meters away…
The muzzle was adjusted, and the final result was 0%.
Alright then!
The limit of the distance.
However, this was enough.
This situation had already shown that at least from a distance of 1700 meters, hitting the enemy's vital parts or eyes could be fatal.
1800 meters was enough to hit Xia's eyes and cause serious injuries.
This was already very terrifying.
Thinking about it, 1800 meters was close to 2 kilometers.
This distance didn't feel like a number.
However, this distance was really very far.
It was so far away that an ordinary person's naked eye could only see a small person that was a foot tall.
One could imagine how difficult it would be for others to hit it from such a long distance.
Let alone hitting a vital part.
That was already a hellish level of difficulty.
Even for a sniper with a sniper rifle, such a long distance was already a nightmare.
For ordinary people, if they wanted to hit it, they would just randomly shoot and rely on luck.
And in reality.
In a real battle, at such a long distance, even a heavy-duty machine gun with a longer range would have almost no chance of hitting the target, let alone a crooked machine gun.
Because…
This was caused by habit.
First of all, at such a long distance, even the two sides would not shoot because the chance of hitting was too low. Shooting would be a waste of bullets.
Under normal circumstances, one would only open fire when the other party was at least 1500 meters away…or even, if the bullets were not very abundant, it would be close to 1,000 meters!
Under such circumstances, it became a habit for Machine Gunners to shoot at a normal angle.
This was the only way to move the other party.
However, once the distance was too far, if the bullet was shot horizontally, the kinetic energy of the bullet would decrease, and the bullet would curve downward. It would not be able to hit 1800 meters. Although the bullet still had power, it would have already hit the ground.
If someone was beside Xu Wentao at this moment.
They would realize that Xu Wentao's muzzle was not shooting at all, but slightly raised.
After all, Xu Wentao didn't aim like the others, but his accuracy!
He had an advantage that no one else had.
It was impossible to shoot so far with instant accuracy.
There were too many factors that affected the accuracy of a shot. If one were to calculate the arc of the parabola, there would immediately be a qualitative change. Even a sharpshooter would collapse.
"Hmm…I can't wait to find someone to try it on.”
Xu Wentao was also looking forward to it. He really wanted to have an enemy in front of him and then make a big move.
Other than having a longer range, the crooked machine gun also had an advantage of having a magazine capacity of 30 rounds.
Even though the machine gun was fired continuously.
However…
When Xu Wentao was concentrating, he could slow down the flow of time by several times.
Coupled with Xu Wentao's high agility, he was confident that he could use the crooked machine gun as a rifle and change from continuous firing to burst firing.
As long as he could pull the trigger accurately, he could do it.
Moreover, Xu Wentao started to experiment with his own ideas…
Their targets were the three trees.
He locked onto the first one and pulled the trigger…He left after a light tap…
"Da da…"
Two consecutive sounds.
Two bullets flew out of the gun and hit the target.
"Uh…"
Xu Wentao was slightly surprised.
It wasn't like what he had imagined, where only one bullet was fired, but two…
It seemed that his control was still not precise enough.
Xu Wentao tried again…
"Da da…"
"Da da…"
"Da da…"
"Da da…"
"Uh…alright."
After a few attempts, Xu Wentao accepted it. He was a little arrogant before.
With his current proficiency, he couldn't shoot one bullet at a time. He needed at least two.
However…
Xu Wentao could accept this result. With a crooked machine gun, each magazine had 30 bullets, which meant that he could kill 15 people in one breath.
With a crooked machine gun, he could easily fire once every 0.2 seconds.
In one second, he could kill five people.
After firing a clip in three seconds, fifteen people would be finished.
If there was someone to assist, they would help him load the clip. When he finished one clip, they would reload the second clip.
If word got out, it would probably scare people to death.
Such combat strength was probably stronger than a group, right?
One had to know that the battle between the two teams.
Sometimes, it would take a few hours to decide the outcome.
A group would have about 1000 people.
The amount of time Xu Wentao needed to kill 1000 people was simply too frightening.
As long as he had bullets, he would be a human-shaped meat grinder!
After feeling a little disappointed, Xu Wentao regained his happiness and walked down the city wall with a crooked machine gun in one hand.
Below.
Zhang Dafu, Sun Dajiang, and the others were putting the supplies on their horses while chatting with each other…
"Hehe…it seems that the class monitor is also very excited after getting the crooked machine gun. He can't help but test the gun.”
"Yeah, yeah, I'm very excited too. I want to shoot a few shots as soon as possible, but I'm not the class monitor, so I don't have the authority.”
"Open what?" " Bullets can't be wasted," Zhang Dafu reprimanded." Except for the class monitor, I can't let anyone else waste bullets."”
"Yes, yes! The vice-class monitor is teaching…"
" Hehe…" Zhang Dafu was happy."Although I am the vice class monitor, I am still the class monitor.”
The few of them joked around happily, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
He had no choice.
He was in a good mood after such a big harvest.
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