Three n, two guns, unknown number of enemies, it looked like the forest was swarming with them. How could they fight this battle? But they had no choice but to fight, they had to buy ti for everyone by digging trenches. Luo Zheng's face darkened, his sharp gaze fixing on the front, he exclaid, "Scholar, work hard for a bit. Advance two hundred ters forward, fight as you retreat, and focus on killing the enemy's heavy firepower points. Brother, you focus on shooting the enemy's leader, understood?" He said, looking towards the sniper with an inquiring expression.
"Understood." The Scholar imdiately grasped Luo Zheng's tactical intent. Seeing Luo Zheng watching the sniper, puzzlent and concern flashed through his mind. He quickly responded, "Squad Leader, his sniping skills are not as good as yours, but he can be trusted."
"All right, then let's start." Luo Zheng knew the Scholar's character well; he wouldn't speak without reason. Since he ntioned so, it indicated that this sniper possessed so skills, and he imdiately issued the command.
The Scholar glanced at the sniper and charged towards the enemy ahead. The sniper quickly dodged behind a large tree, kneeling to aim. His calm face showed no change as he held the rifle steady and swiftly locked onto a burly man holding a machine gun. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger. In the absence of a clear identification of the leader, killing the enemy's heavy firepower was the best choice.
Luo Zheng coolly observed the sniper's shooting—his deanor, emotions, and technique all appeared fine. The distance was too great to see clearly, but he believed he could kill a target; however, he estimated the impact would be minimal. He walked over and patted the sniper on the shoulder, saying, "Brother, give the gun; you climb the tree and be my observer."
The sniper hesitated, feeling slighted, but Luo Zheng was the overall in-charge, and even Squad Leader Scholar had to respectfully address him as Squad Leader. The sniper reluctantly complied, his face showing difficulty for a few seconds before he handed the sniper rifle to Luo Zheng. Luo Zheng took it over for inspection—it was a Type 88 sniper rifle, generally equipped by the Special Forces. Within 800 ters, the 5.8mm rounds of the Type 88 showed considerably better penetration and accuracy than the 7.62mm rounds used by the Type 85 sniper rifle, and it also surpassed the Russian SVD and the Israeli Galil sniper rifles.
The Type 88 5.8mm sniper rifle was the first in the world to use small-caliber bullets for sniper rifles. The bullet travels at high speed with an effective range of 800m. At a distance of 1000m, it can pierce a 3mm thick A3 steel plate 100% of the ti. At 50 ters, its precision can ensure hitting a target the size of a coin, and a skilled shooter can even break a toothpick! Within 100 ters, its dispersion circle does not exceed 30mm, ensuring a hit on the enemy's eye. At 200 ters, even a moderately trained shooter can break target poles section by section. Luo Zheng also favored this small-caliber sniper rifle.
With the rifle in hand, he felt master of the world. Luo Zheng, holding the sniper rifle, felt the life of the weapon. After getting so bullets from the sniper, he quickly found a hidden spot, stood to aim. The sniper glanced at Luo Zheng, said nothing, and quickly climbed a large tree, hiding behind the branches to calmly watch the enemies ahead, now acting as the observer.
The dense forest made it easier to spot valuable sniper targets with an observer. Luo Zheng quickly aid at the front, noting the enemy's pursuit speed had slowed, many cautiously hiding behind trees to watch and search. Luo Zheng was in no hurry to fire. As the Scholar still needed ti to charge forward, it was the sniper in the tree who grew impatient first, reminding him, "Eight o'clock direction, five hundred fifty ters, suspected leader."
"Whoosh!" A gunshot sound. The sniper looked intently and saw his observed target casually leaning against a big tree, commanding several people. The sniper thought Luo Zheng had missed, and he was surprised. Was this the highly praised expert by the Squad Leader?
"Boom!" A loud explosion echoed as a flash of red light illuminated the woods. The sniper, with a shocked expression, fixed his gaze and saw about 480 ters away in the sa direction at eight o'clock, a cloud of gunpowder smoke rose from the woods. The wind quickly dispersed the smoke, and on the ground lay six or seven bodies spread haphazardly. He instantly understood.
"Hiss?" Disbelief crept onto the sniper's face as he looked towards Luo Zheng, who was calmly searching for new targets under the trees. He suddenly realized where Squad Leader's admiration for Luo Zheng stemd from. Nearly five hundred ters away, hitting a grenade on the target's body with a single shot. How exquisite must one's sniping skills be? Can sniping even be done this way?
The sniper felt as if a window had opened before him. Snipers are the 'Death Gods' of the battlefield, capable of long-distance target elimination—one shot, one enemy. It sounds prestigious, but the killing speed is slow. Shifting the approach, using other thods to eliminate the enemy, such as detonating the enemy's grenades, greatly increased the lethality.
Luo Zheng, unaware of the sniper's thoughts, spotted another target and again detonated a grenade on the target, creating panic. The pursuers imdiately took cover locally, ceased their pursuit, and under the leader's command, started firing towards Luo Zheng's hiding spot.
At that mont, Yi Jing also charged forward, closing the distance with the enemy, and began firing rapidly, shooting down several n upfront before turning and running at high speed. Luo Zheng saw this and smiled. He shifted his sniper rifle forward, quickly searching for targets, and found one instructing his subordinates to attack.
"Swoosh!" The sniper bullet whistled out of the barrel, tracing a bizarre energy blast through the Void, instantly entering the target's left brain and exiting the right, taking a large chunk of skull with it. Blood spurted furiously. The target's body stiffened, staring fixedly ahead with his waving hand frozen mid-air, and then his body collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open in death.
The sniper, hiding in the tree, watched this scene in amazent and gained a new respect for Luo Zheng's abilities. He perked up looking for targets but suddenly heard another loud explosion. He hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yi Jing exchanging fire with a group; a bullet must have hit a grenade, causing the n hiding behind the big tree to be blown to bits, their limbs flying through the Void in horrifying arcs and falling to the ground, a nauseating sight.
"Da da da!" Yi Jing fired as he retreated. The ard warlord, after a brief panic, had organized themselves and began a fierce counterattack, spreading out widely, with most charging up towards the hill where everyone was ambushed.
Luo Zheng also witnessed this scene, his expression turning cold. He left the incoming attackers for Yi Jing to handle and continued to search for targets, firing continuously, taking down one suspected leader after another, trying his best to buy ti. In this situation, he could only do his utmost and leave the rest to fate; Luo Zheng had no better plan.
Before long, Yi Jing, with a stern face, charged back, trailed by a squadron of pursuers about a hundred ters behind. Rushing up to Luo Zheng, he slid to a stop and urgently shouted, "We can't hold them off. Should we retreat or fight it out?"
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