The strongest king of special forces

From the commanding heights, Luo Feng lay there alone.

In front of him, a domestic QBU10 semi-automatic sniper rifle was mounted, and countless bullets were piled there, forming a hill.

And two 95 sniper rifles, one left and one right, also lie there, this is a spare firearm.

In order to challenge to suppress 1,000 people within 2 kilometers, Luo Feng specially prepared two 95s!

3 guns, one person.

Luo Xing had already squatted there and chose to watch.

He is not ready to play with this madman, it is simply crazy ... One person suppresses 1,000 people, and he hears this kind of thing.

And no one has ever challenged it this way before.

Countless people have already gathered around, Enron is still holding his mobile phone, secretly shooting.

"Chief, it's arranged, 1000 moving targets!"

The voice of his subordinates came from Conlei's walkie-talkie, and 2 kilometers away, the target had been arranged.

"Okay, wait for it to be in place!"

Kang Lei picked up the walkie-talkie, and then said hello to Gong Jian on the side, Gong Jian held a signal gun, as long as he gave an order, the signal popped out, 2 kilometers in all directions, will rush out of countless moving targets out.

And these moving targets are not coming out in one direction, but similar to war, pouring out in all directions, but the target is Luo Feng's commanding height.

"Ready? Luo Feng? "

Gong Jian shouted, and Luo Feng stretched out his hand and made an OK gesture.

Bang!

Gong Jian immediately pressed the trigger, and a white signal flare, straight into the sky, and at the same time his voice also came out: "Start!" "

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Just as the Gong arrow signal flares were issued, on the plane 2 kilometers away, countless organ-like human head targets were densely connected into a black line, galloping towards Luo Feng.

At a glance, the mountains are full of black and white targets, and the speed of travel is quite fast, similar to human running.

"Here we go!"

Luo Xing's eyes narrowed, holding the binoculars, and looked dead in Luo Feng's direction.

He doesn't need to observe the human head target, what he wants to see is Luo Feng's shooting speed, he wants to see, this kid said 2 kilometers blind snipe, is it true?

Bang!

The sound of the sub-chamber ejecting the chamber also shot out from Luo Feng's Type 10 sniper rifle at this time.

A human head target on the horizontal plane, shot down at once.

Bang!

Without a trace of hesitation, Luo Feng's face was extremely calm, and he quickly pressed the trigger again, and another bullet flew out instantly.

The time between the periods did not even arrive for a second.

Blind sniper!

Luo Feng's eyes did not look at the scope at all, and his hand kept pulling.

For every shot, a human target turned into a corpse at 2 km.

Huh-hu

After ten bullets, Luo Feng took the magazine next to him, quickly replaced the loading and unloading with one hand, replaced the empty magazine, and then quickly loaded and shot.

This hand-changing clamping speed can be called the textbook version.

"Groove!"

Luo Xing's jaw almost fell, this guy, how can he reload faster than himself?

His accumulated skill, combined with his full knowledge of the R93 sniper rifle, has created this instinctive speed.

But Luo Feng, doesn't this kid have his own exclusive firearms?

How is it so fast?

How could Luo Xing accept this.

It's just that the sniper strength is strong, and this reloading speed is also faster than itself, and... This kid is really a blind sniper.

Without even glancing at the scope, the finger bounced up at that rapid press, and each bullet was aimed at a person's head 2 kilometers away.

He's harvesting fast, and it's hard to believe.

What is even more terrifying is his eyes, calm and sharp, without a trace that can shake his sniping heart.

Even though the heads of people in front of him were rushing towards him, he was still shooting at the front row of moving heads.

In 10 seconds, Gong Jian estimated with a telescope that he had almost a hundred headshots.

Guns and guns with headshots, no two words, and no extra bullets.

"It's terrible!"

"This guy is so strong that he is strong!"

"If this is going to the battlefield, one person can pick the rhythm of hundreds of people!"

Luo Xing was a little scared.

In 10 seconds, those moving targets only traveled 50 meters... 20 seconds later, more than 100 heads were swept off by Luo Feng.

The heads in the front row had almost been harvested by Luo Feng.

He has already started the second round of sniping.

"If this trend continues, 1,000 heads are not enough for him!"

"This kid, instant sniper plus blind sniper, the key... The gun body did not waver at all, and the recoil of the Type 10 sniper did not seem to have any effect on him? "

Gong Jian had already come to Luo Xing's side, and he urgently needed someone to share the shock in his heart.

Luo Xing had been watching Luo Feng's sniping techniques, and he finally saw a glimmer of doorway.

"No, Gong Lian, you see his shooting, he pulled the trigger with his right finger, left hand... Pull it every shot? "

"This is-"

Swish!

He turned his head sharply, met Gong Jian's shocked eyes, looked at each other, and the two people suddenly said in unison: "Pressure the gun!" "

"Yes, press the gun!"

"This guy keeps pressing the gun!"

"In this way, every rapid fire can be guaranteed and the trajectory will not be deviated!"

Fast sniping, after continuous firing, the front sight is bound to start rising.

Simply put, it was originally hit on the head, but the bullet hit the top of the head... And at this time, a smart sniper will have a way to correct the recoil, this method, that is, to press the gun.

Pressing the gun is to control the trajectory of the rising trajectory, so that the bullet is fired at a horizontal angle as much as possible!

This technique makes sniping extremely accurate.

"It's so powerful, every time I press the gun, no wonder the shot is so accurate, the accuracy of this pressure, the grasp is so good!"

"It's simply wonderful, this kid, full of calculations is only 18 years old, even if he starts practicing from his mother's womb, he can't have such a senior sniper technique?"

"Could it be... Really born? "

Luo Xing was puzzled, and at this time, the moving human head target had already traveled almost 1 km.

It's just that the originally densely packed human head target has now become sparse, and it doesn't pose a threat to Luo Feng at all.

In the previous 100 seconds, Luo Feng shot down almost 800 heads.

Now in front of his eyes, there are only more than 100 left... And at this time, he suddenly dropped the Type 10 sniper rifle in front of him, but picked it up again in an instant ... Type 95 automatic rifles on both sides! _

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