Chapter 912 Reflection of the Sniper Mirror

"I know, that's how my information was exposed back then."

Yang Cheng laughed, his words brought back bad memories for Craig.

Fortunately, Craig didn't pursue it, "Don't worry, I've let go of it after so many years, I don't care what you do, Mr. Yang, I've had coffee, should I go to work?"

Knowing the nature of these soldiers, Yang Cheng naturally dragged them along, "Of course, thanks for your hard work, I'll let Hansen accompany you. I'm more afraid of death, so I won't follow you to investigate the scene."

In just one sentence, Craig's affection for Yang Cheng has risen to a higher level. In his impression, rich people are very hypocritical. They try their best to create a perfect image for themselves. Young and promising super rich like Yang Cheng , It is really surprising that he dared to admit that he is afraid of death, but such a person is more real and unpretentious. After all, no one in this world is not afraid of death. Craig, a legendary sniper who has experienced life and death, can understand this point better.

The small hill mentioned by Hansen is actually located on the other side of Shao Desen City. Although the straight-line distance is only 2,500 meters, it will take at least 15-20 minutes if you drive.

This small hill belongs to the three-way zone. There are no other scenery on the mountain except trees, so it has no development value. The altitude of climbing is not high enough, and the scenery of the development park is too simple, so it has been abandoned there for a long time.

Hansen personally drove Craig to the bottom of the hill, and found a road that could pass through people to climb up. The altitude was less than 100 meters, and they reached the top of the mountain quickly with their physical strength and footwork.

As Hansen said, there is a small flat land on the top, from which you can faintly see the castle 2,000 meters away. After all, you are looking down from the top, and the view is very wide. Today’s weather is good, the wind is sunny, and the humidity is not high. Large, great for sniper shooting.

With just a glance, Craig said with a sniper's intuition, "Trust me Hansen, in this weather, any 12.7mm anti-material sniper rifle can easily penetrate your boss here. head, of course, the premise is that your boss must be tied up and not move."

Hansen did not refute, "There is another premise, that gun must be in your hands."

Craig shrugged. Hansen was right. Not every sniper can hit a target at a distance of 2,000 meters, even if it is a fixed target. Otherwise, his experience would not be so legendary.

Hansen took the gun bag from his back and put it on the ground, kicked it with his foot, "TAC-50, try it."

Craig was not hypocritical, squatted down and opened the gun bag neatly and began to assemble the rifle. This long-distance strike weapon produced by McMillan has also made a glorious history. In the hands of a Canadian sniper, it completed 2413 The limit of meters involves records, and it was not until Craig appeared that the records were broken.

Beige camouflage color scheme, huge shoulder rest, and a 16x scope like a cannon. When all these are assembled by Craig's hands, the exaggerated figure with a length of 1.4 meters is enough to make people daunting. It is definitely a big killer on the battlefield. Within 1000 meters, it is enough to kill any living thing to scum.

Craig held the handle of the gun, raised the body of the gun with one hand, the muzzle of the gun was facing the sky, and took a few steps forward, with a murderous look, even though he was sloppy at this time.

When I came to the edge of the flat ground, I slowly lowered the gun body, held it with my left hand, and put my right eye on the scope. The whole person was shooting in a standard standing posture. The weight of 26 pounds seemed to be no different from a feather in Craig’s hands. , Of course, he was just trying to aim, and did not shoot. It is absolutely impossible to stand and shoot such a distant target, and the strong recoil can overturn him.

At this time, Hansen took the initiative to walk up with a military laser rangefinder, took off his suit, unbuttoned the cuffs of his white shirt, half-kneeled in front of Craig, looked in the direction of the castle, and said softly, "Come on!" , I'll give you a gun."

Craig was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the two people who used to be their own masters would cooperate in this way now.

It's really interesting.

He didn't refuse, and folded his canvas bag and gun bag under his buttocks. The barrel rested on Hansen's shoulders, and his arms were supported in a triangle. Start to report data, "distance 2523 meters, wind speed 5 kilometers per hour, humidity..."

The data came out of Hansen's mouth one by one, just like an experienced observer, this is the trouble of shooting targets above 2000 meters. There is no need to calculate the target at all, just pull the trigger, the hit rate is not less than 98%, but there are too many considerations beyond 2000 meters, wind speed, humidity, air pressure, including the earth's rotation, all have to be calculated.

At this time, Craig's brain was running as fast as a supercomputer, combining the data one by one, and constantly adjusted the scope and muzzle. As Hansen's voice fell, the two began to slowly adjust their breathing. When the breathing is consistent, the upper body remains motionless, like two stone statues.

From Craig's point of view, the castle is completely covered by the scope. In order to cooperate with the experiment of the two, Yang Cheng is sitting not far from the window and reading a book, in a relatively static state. With such a long distance, No one will aim at the big head, but try to let the bullet hit the upper body as much as possible. This is enough. As long as the 12.7mm bullet hits, it will definitely kill you.

With a gust of wind brushing over the leaves and making a rustling sound, Craig slammed the trigger, "Kach~", the barrel of the gun hit, if a bullet was installed, Yang Cheng would have fallen in a pool of blood after a few seconds Among them.

Craig heaved a sigh of relief, removed the barrel of the gun, stood up and said, "You guessed it right, this place is likely to be the place where the assassin strikes, but the variable is that your boss can't sit still, and it happens to be exposed to the gun. Mouth."

Hansen also stood up, patted the fallen leaves off his pants, and picked up his suit jacket. "I don't dare to take this risk. I will send someone to seal this place."

Just as Craig was about to nod his head in agreement, he suddenly frowned, as if thinking of something, he raised his sniper rifle sharply, put his eyes on the scope, and looked towards a 10-story building on the west side of the hill.

Hansen also raised his binoculars to search. After a long while, Craig, who hadn't seen anything, put down his gun solemnly, put it on the ground, and said quietly, "I seem to have seen the reflection of the sniper scope just now."

Hansen was shocked, and asked, "Are you sure? Is it possible that the killer is surveying the position."

Craig set up a pergola to look at the sun, then looked at the building, hesitated and shook his head, "I'm not sure, it may be the reflection of the glass curtain wall."