"Bang!"
800 meters away, the moving target fell to the ground heavily!
Company Commander Zhang laughed, Qiang Zi laughed, but the entire Zhan Hu Scout Company was stunned.
He stared blankly at the 800-meter moving target that had fallen to the ground, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
The limit of effective range, was this really something that a private could achieve?
One had to know that marksmanship required bullets to practice, and how long had Han Yang been in the army?
What the f * ck! Was there really such a talented person?
Looking at the expressions of all the scouts, the latter did not get up in a hurry. Instead, he moved the muzzle of his gun.
Company Commander Zhang quickly picked up his binoculars and followed the line of sight. It was the seven flags standing on the top of the mountain.
The flag fluttered in the wind, looking more like a live target.
Wait... Could it be that he wanted to?
Company Commander Zhang's smiling expression froze, and an unbelievable thought suddenly appeared in his mind. Han Yang couldn't be planning to raise the flag, right?
There were a total of seven flags. One was 1200 meters away, while the other six were placed around the perimeter. The distance between them was…1400 meters!
The nearest 1200-meter flag had already exceeded the effective range of the Type 88 sniper rifle by half.
This thought only flashed through his mind for a moment before it was quickly thrown out of Company Commander Zhang's mind.
Impossible, how could someone do such a crazy thing? Unless their brain…
"Bang!"
Just as Company Commander Zhang was thinking this, gunshots rang out again, giving him no chance to continue thinking.
Bullets whizzed out. Company Commander Zhang had just raised his binoculars when he saw the flag fluttering in the wind snap in half and fall from the hill.
"F * ck, he hit…hit it?”
The binoculars in Company Commander Zhang's hands trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with shock.
This kind of shock was far more shocking than when Han Yang hit an 800-meter moving target.
800 meters was still within the effective range of the Type 88 sniper rifle!
As long as he grasped the movement pattern and speed of the humanoid target, he could still hit it.
However, a fixed target at 1200 meters was different. This was already beyond the effective range of the Type 88 sniper rifle, and the trajectory of the bullet was extremely difficult to control.
What was an effective range? As the name implied, it was the distance within which a gun could guarantee that the trajectory would not deviate.
Once the effective range was exceeded, there were many things to consider, such as wind speed, humidity, trajectory deviation, and many other problems. It would be more difficult to hit the target in one shot.
Just as Company Commander Zhang was still shocked by Han Yang hitting the 1200-meter flag, Han Yang had already aimed at the flag further away.
Han Yang stared at the flag through the scope and grabbed a handful of fine sand with one hand.
As the wind blew, the fine sand in his hand began to fly with the wind.
At this moment, the wind speed, humidity, trajectory deviation, and many other external factors had already become a string of numbers in Han Yang's mind, and he began to calculate carefully.
His IQ of 150 was running at high speed. In a few breaths, he had already calculated the most precise answer.
Han Yang tilted the muzzle slightly to the left and pulled the trigger again.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Six shots in a row. Six flags 1400 meters away fell to the ground. Six flags fell! Every shot hit!
Company Commander Zhang was a little numb from watching, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.
What Han Yang had brought him was not only shock, but also perversion.
In theory, it was not impossible for a Type 88 sniper rifle to hit a target 1400 meters away, but it was a huge challenge for snipers.
This was like a fantasy story. Six consecutive snipers at 1400 meters! All hit!
At this moment, Company Commander Zhang was in a daze.
Looking at the training ground, almost everyone was stunned.
As veteran scouts of Zhan Hu, they naturally knew what those flags represented.
That was 1,400 meters, which was already beyond the effective range of 600 meters. How could he use six consecutive snipers at such a long distance? Was this really something that a human could hit?!？
"Captain, it's almost time! I've already finished demonstrating!"
After doing all this, Han Yang got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body.
"How did you do it?"
Company Commander Zhang took a deep breath to calm himself down and asked.
Although he was trying his best to suppress it, one could still hear a trace of trembling in Company Commander Zhang's voice.
The commander of the Zhan Hu Reconnaissance Company, the senior commander of the military region's General Reconnaissance Company, was extremely excited.
"It's very simple. You just need to roughly calculate the wind speed, humidity, and other problems.”Han Yang smiled as if it was only natural.
Very simple?
Even Company Commander Zhang could not help but roll his eyes at Han Yang.
Using the Type 88 Sniper Rifle to hit the flagpole 1,400 meters away, it was still very easy!
F * ck, I'm afraid that in the entire Zhan Hu Recon Company, oh no, even in all the recon companies in the military region, not many people could do this.
Of course, Company Commander Zhang wasn't the only one who had such thoughts.
However, most people had yet to react, so it was a little silent.
The six shots hit the six flagpoles at 1400 meters, and none of them missed! This was simply too scary.
As scouts, no one knew better than them how difficult it was for a sniper to travel a few hundred meters.
That was a distance of more than 1,000 meters!
No matter how perverted he was, he shouldn't be playing like this, right?
For a moment, many of the seasoned soldiers had the misconception that their years of spear training had been wasted on a dog.
They were both humans, but the difference was as great as the wrath of heaven.
Look at Han Yang. He had only been in the army for a shorter period of time than him, but he was many times better than him, who had been in the army for several years.
If it was just one aspect of excellence, it would still be acceptable. After all, there were specialties in every field.
However, this guy was extremely outstanding in all aspects. In terms of learning, he was proficient in Tsinghua University's computer science at the age of eighteen.
In terms of fighting, he was the champion of the national kickboxing competition.
Even in terms of appearance, she was born fair and clean, which was a world of difference compared to them.
They were all humans, but they could only say "f * ck" in their hearts.
Of course, not everyone thought so.
For example, the eight seasoned soldiers of the Razor Sharp Squad were not envious of Han Yang at this moment. Instead, they were secretly proud of him.
After all, they were already mentally prepared for Han Yang's abnormal behavior, so they were already used to it.
Therefore, when they saw their vice-class monitor display his skills, they felt even more proud.
"Han Yang, is there really no other trick to shooting?”
Company Commander Zhang couldn't help but ask again out of curiosity.
"It's not a trick. It's just that every gun has its own parameters. We just need to use the wind speed, humidity, and temperature.”
" I didn't have a wind speed meter just now, so I could only use the sand to roughly feel it and calculate the parameters in my heart…"
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