"I forgot to tell you, there are three in total. The shooting skills are good. I didn't expect them to shoot at Baishui Village."

"clear!"

Ge Sanweng nodded.

Zhao Dayong gritted his teeth in disappointment.

But he almost got shot by the Japanese just now. It was a little bit too close.

Ge Sanweng quickly fought back, but he did not hit the opponent. There were not many cases of such long-distance masters who shot a sniper with one shot.

Yang Yue visually measured the distance between the two sides. It was indeed a bit far, more than 700 meters.

The distance is too far, and there are large errors whether it is the Type 85 sniper rifle or the Type 97 sniper rifle.

Why?

Because the wind direction is uncertain!

The wind speed in the mountains is unpredictable, so switch at will.

Maybe the moment you shoot, it is the north wind. But after the bullet is out of the bore, it will immediately turn into the south wind.

Sometimes, long-distance sniping depends on luck.

In fact, most snipers are within a range of two or three hundred meters.

It was like Vasily sniped the Konins, and the distance was probably less than 100 meters. What was fighting for was the sneaking of both sides.

Discover opponents.

Not discovered by the other party.

These are the two most basic elements of snipers.

Only by discovering the opponent can you eliminate the opponent.

Only by not being discovered by your opponent can you save yourself.

My mind suddenly moved.

The Japanese sniper emerged.

Without thinking, he took out the Garland semi-automatic rifle.

Bang!

Raising your hand is just a shot.
Chapter completed!