Chapter 22: The 2000-meter sniper limit!

(Thanks to Chief 'A. This Summer, If Empty.' for the 100-coin tip and urging for updates, salute!)

The 'bang, bang' gunfire interrupted the chat between Lin Feng and Du Du Du Feifei.

Regarding this, the little girl was very dissatisfied in her heart, but had no way to do anything.

Shooting position,

after Lieutenant General Du emptied a magazine, he shook his head: "I'm old, I can't even hold the gun steady anymore!"

"Chief, you are still strong in your old age!"

Listening to He Ming's flattery, Lieutenant General Du still shook his head.

"Only fired one magazine, and my arm is already sore, time really doesn't forgive anyone!"

Alright, there's no way to continue this conversation.

He He Zhijun unloaded his gun, checked it, and said: "Little Lin, you come over, let us see your heaven-defying marksmanship with our own eyes."

"Right, right, I was wondering what was missing!"

While speaking, Lieutenant General Du looked at Lin Feng and Du Du Du Feifei on the side.

"You young people have secrets to talk about, talk later."

"Now you kid come over, show us a few tricks."

At this moment, aside from Du Du Du Feifei being slightly shy,

Lin Feng didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately ran to the shooting position.

"Reporting to the chiefs, my marksmanship is terrible, there's no such thing as heaven-defying!"

"Heh, you kid are being humble now."

Lieutenant General Du slowly retracted his smile and became very serious:

"You kid remember this for me,"

"soldiers must stand tall, and even more so, seek truth from facts."

"One is one, two is two, stop with the flashy social stuff, understand?"

"Reporting, I understand!"

Scratching his head, Lin Feng chuckled: "Chief, to be honest, I'm really not being humble."

"Hmm, my rifle marksmanship is really terrible, I haven't even reached the level of a scout!"

Damn, what's going on here?

Lieutenant General Du asked: "In the military exercise, you relied on one gun to beat up special forces, is that fake?"

"Reporting, that's true, but I relied on the 88-type sniper rifle."

Seeing that Lieutenant General Du and the others were still confused, Lin Feng had to explain with a bitter smile.

"Chief, I just finished my recruit period and officially took office at Night Tiger..."

As he explained, the big shots understood, but still had questions.

He He Zhijun asked: "Little Lin, what about your sniper marksmanship?"

"Reporting, Brigade Commander He, I can only say it's talent!"

"Fine, then show your talent for us to see!"

Without a doubt, there was no problem with sniping.

Taking the 88-type from the sniper, a sense of familiarity arose from his heart,

Lin Feng smiled confidently: "Please point out the targets, Chief."

At this second, Lieutenant General Du didn't yield: "Shoot in order from 800 meters, start."

No preparation needed, and no need to calculate wind speed, air humidity, etc.

Lin Feng aimed and fired, and fired three shots 'bang, bang, bang' in a row.

It was too fast, and it was like child's play, making Lieutenant General Du and the group of big shots frown!

"You kid, are you testing the gun?"

"Reporting, I've finished shooting!"

Finished? Are you kidding me?

With a skeptical attitude, Lieutenant General Du said: "Get me the binoculars, hurry up."

"First Platoon Leader, what are you stunned for? Hurry up!"

Following Miao Miao Lian's scolding, Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Guotao woke up from a dream and hurriedly collected the binoculars of the whole company and sent them over.

The next second, Lieutenant General Du and the others looked through the binoculars separately.

I saw that there was indeed a bullet hole on the targets at 800 meters, 1000 meters, and 1200 meters.

They saw it, but still couldn't believe it.

Lieutenant General Du said: "You kid, shoot again."

Fine, Lin Feng didn't say a word,

raised his gun and fired three shots 'bang, bang, bang' again, and completed it within two seconds.

Fast, still fast enough to be unbelievable.

However, the extra bullet holes on the three targets interpreted everything, and it was absolutely convincing...

'Hoo', Lieutenant General Du exhaled a turbid breath and said: "I've seen it, I've really learned something today!"

Director He nodded: "Hearing is false, seeing is believing."

"Seeing it with my own eyes is truly shocking and fortunate."

"Little Lin is a soldier of the Heavenly Dynasty, and an excellent officer of the Southeast Theater."

"In one sentence: soldiers should be like Lin Feng, the country's revival is promising!"

Emmm, this evaluation by Director He couldn't be higher.

However, at this moment, no one refuted it.

Don't you see: Lieutenant General Du agreed, just ask who would dare?

At the same time, He He Zhijun saw more and thought further!

As an old scout and the father of contemporary special forces,

He He Zhijun could fully understand that firing three shots in two seconds, and guaranteeing a 100% hit rate beyond a thousand meters.

Just ask, what does this represent?

It represents that the enemy is already dead before they even aim!

It represents that Lin Feng can kill the enemy as soon as he finds them, and kill multiple targets at the same time...

Feeling terrified, or rather shocked, He He Zhijun,

looked straight at Lin Feng and said: "Why didn't you continue shooting?"

"Is your sniper limit only 1200 meters?"

Facing the big shot's direct gaze, Lin Feng scratched his head.

"Reporting to the chief, my company only has targets up to 1200 meters."

That's right, the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company's furthest target is only 1200 meters.

Even 1200 meters is just for show.

Because the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company's snipers, 1000 meters is already the limit!

At the right moment, Lieutenant General Du said seriously: "Little Lin, tell the truth,"

"how far is your sniper limit really?"

"Reporting, I can handle moving targets within 2000 meters!"

"...."

Speechless, the big shots were stunned again.

After a long, long time, He He Zhijun asked:

"Little Lin, are you sure you can hit a moving target at two thousand meters with an 88-type sniper rifle?"

"You must know, the effective range of the 88-type is only 800 meters."

"Calculated: hitting a 1200-meter target is already very..."

Lin Feng interrupted: "Reporting, I'm sure I can hit it, I'm not joking."

"Fine, then let us learn something new."

As he spoke, He He Zhijun turned to Miao Miao Lian: "Little Miao, order the targets to be set up, and make them swing for me, understand?" ===== CHAPTER 45 =====