1500 Meters! Hit!
On the grandstand.
Fatty Park and the American were overjoyed when they heard Qin Xuan's words.
The Chinese were always so proud that they had to suffer.
He thought that he would be in the limelight if he went up first.
He was courting death!
How could they not be happy?
Looking at the two overjoyed people, Gao Shiwei tried his best to hold back his laughter and pretended to be very worried.
These two idiots…
Now that you're so happy, you'll have to cry later!
He was very clear about Qin Xuan's sniping strength.
" High school general, your Chinese contestant wants to be the first to go up. What do you think…" Fatty Park tried to hold back his laughter and asked calmly.
"I have no objections. If you two agree, he will be the first to shoot.”Gao Shiwei said calmly.
The American coughed and asked with concern,"Isn't this unfair? If Huaxia lost, the high school would admit it, right?”
After saying that, he gave Fatty Piao a look.
Fatty Park immediately understood and said,"However, this Chinese player volunteered to be the first to go on stage. If we reject him, will it dampen his enthusiasm?”
Gao Shiwei secretly rolled his eyes.
We're both thousand-year-old foxes. Why are you two playing Liao Zhai with me?
The two of you are singing the same tune and wearing the same pair of pants. Do you really think I can't tell?
However, it was still the same sentence.
In the face of absolute strength, all schemes and plots were futile!
" Hmph!" Gao Shiwei snorted coldly." Since he took the initiative to ask for it, then let's do as he says. Even if he loses, he asked for it."”
Haha!
The two of them almost laughed out loud.
It seemed that this Gao Shiwei also had the common problem of Chinese people being concerned about their reputation.
If it were them, even if they had to throw away their pride, they would firmly refuse to let their player go up first.
However, no matter how happy he was, he still had to do some superficial work.
"Don't be angry, high school general. No one can say for sure what happens in the competition. Maybe your Chinese contestant can hit the 1500-meter limit with his first shot and win directly?”The Americans were having a hard time holding it in.
Fatty Park secretly gave the American a thumbs up and said seriously,"That's right. He was able to use the Cross Chain just now. Perhaps he can also obtain victory with an absolute advantage this time!”
"I hope so…"
Gao Shiwei looked worried on the surface, but he was sneering in his heart.
After obtaining permission from the three parties, Qin Xuan was the first to walk to the shooting platform and pick up the sniper rifle.
" AWM sniper rifle, also known as the 'Super Magnum.' It has a caliber of 7.62x67mm and can fire 7.62mm bullets. It has a total length of 1270mm and a 660mm steel barrel. The aiming system has a scope that is 10 to 12 times larger. It has no crosshair and a camera. Its effective range is 600 meters and the maximum effective range is 1100 meters…"
A set of data related to this sniper rifle was immediately transmitted to Qin Xuan's mind.
After checking the firearms, Qin Xuan held the butt of the gun and looked at the other two participants."Why don't we start from 1500 meters?”
What was that?
1500 meters?
Upon hearing the data reported by Qin Xuan, not only the two participants, but even Fatty Park and the American man on the grandstand were stunned.
Especially the American. He had just said that Qin Xuan might hit the limit of 1500 meters with one shot.
But heaven and earth could see.
He was just mocking Qin Xuan…
Dear God, beloved Jesus, please bless this kid to miss the target!
No…
If an AWM were to hit a 1500-meter target, it would be impossible to hit it without God's blessing!
Gao Shiwei's expression changed slightly.
He did not expect Qin Xuan to report the maximum distance of 1500 meters as soon as he came up.
"1500 meters? It had already exceeded the maximum effective range of the AWM. How was this possible?”
"Could it be that you want to try your luck?"
"Bullsh * t! Even if he could hit a target at 1200 meters, I would kneel down and call him daddy, let alone 1500 meters!”
The Korean soldiers and Americans who were watching the battle from the side sneered.
The maximum effective range of an AWM sniper rifle was only 1100 meters!
What was an effective range?
It was the distance at which the weapon could reach the expected accuracy and power requirements when shooting at a predetermined target.
Of course.
The effective range was not equal to the shooting distance.
Take the AK-47 for example. Its effective range was only 300 meters, but the warhead could fly 2000 meters and have a certain degree of lethality within 1600 meters.
In theory, the AK-47 could also hit a target 2000 meters away and cause damage to a target 1600 meters away.
But no one could do it.
This was because the bullet would be affected by the earth's gravity, air resistance, wind speed, and humidity during its flight.
The further away they were, the more obvious the effects were.
No one could accurately predict the trajectory of the bullet!
Naturally, they would not be able to hit the target.
It was the same logic.
Using an AWM with a maximum effective range of 1100 meters to hit a 1500-meter target.
It was impossible!
"F * ck! This Chinese guy is too arrogant!"
The Koreans who were watching the live broadcast were also furious because someone had explained the situation to them on the bullet screen.
He introduced the various data of the AWM to them in detail.
"Using an AWM to hit a 1500-meter target, does he think this is a game?”
"Let him fight! Let's see how he ends up if he can't hit!”
"That's right, the ones who are embarrassed are Huaxia!”
On the grandstand.
Fatty Park and the American looked at each other.
"Senior general, although this is a tiebreaker, we must uphold the principles of fairness, justice, and publicity. If this Chinese contestant fails to hit the 1500-meter target, I will consider him to have disregarded the rules of the competition and deprive him of his right to continue competing!”
After Fatty Park finished speaking, the American guy immediately nodded."I agree with Lieutenant General Piao. If he is playing with us, he must be dealt with seriously!”
Obviously, they felt that Qin Xuan could not hit the 1500-meter target at all. He was playing with them.
Gao Shiwei squinted at the two of them.
These two old foxes wanted to take the opportunity to deprive Qin Xuan of his qualifications to participate in the competition.
Thinking about it, it made sense.
In addition to the shooting competition, Qin Xuan would also participate in the final team competition.
With a sharpshooter like Qin Xuan around, the Korean and American teams would definitely suffer heavy losses!
However…
It's useless no matter how much you plan.
Because Qin Xuan would never lose!
"High school general, what do you think?" Fatty Piao asked again.
"I have no objections." Gao Shiwei said in a deep voice.
"Good! High school generals are indeed fair!" Fatty Park hurriedly urged," Chinese contestant, 1500m sprint! Hurry up and start!"”
After saying that, he picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.
A cold smile was reflected in the teacup.
He could not wait to see Qin Xuan make a fool of himself.
"Chinese contestant, 1500m, hilltop flagpole!”
"Prepare to fire!"
The Korean and American contestants crossed their arms and sneered at Qin Xuan.
In their eyes, Qin Xuan had already been eliminated.
Using an AWM to hit a flagpole at 1500 meters was impossible!
Qin Xuan took a deep breath, set up his gun, and half-squatted on the ground.
He slowly adjusted the muzzle.
The entire place quieted down, and everyone's gazes were fixed on Qin Xuan.
Even Gao Shiwei, who was on the grandstand, subconsciously clenched his fists.
He had confidence in Qin Xuan.
However, he was still a little nervous when he used the AWM to hit the flagpole at 1500 meters.
"High Admiral, it seems that you are also a little nervous. I thought you were very confident in your soldiers.”Fatty Piao put down his teacup and said slowly.
He and the American looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
Gao Shiwei's face darkened and he did not speak.
His eyes were fixed on Qin Xuan, who was as steady as a rock.
"Bang!"
Under everyone's gaze, Qin Xuan suddenly pulled the trigger.
A gunshot rang out, and a dark golden bullet whistled out.
He tore through the air and rushed toward the blurry flagpole on the opposite slope.
" So fast again. He really wants to try his luck..." The American sneered.
To be able to shoot so fast at 200m could be said to be bold.
But what about a 1500-meter sniper shot?
With so many factors affecting the trajectory, it would take at least a minute to calculate it clearly, right?
Could it be that this kid fired based on his gut feeling?
Fatty Park slowly put down his teacup and tried to hold back his laughter."Target reporting!"
"1500 meters, the flagpole…hit!”
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