The Name of the Gun Sword: "Assassination"

Wang Sijie has been tracking the target for several hours.

The commander gave him a very strange order: to assassinate someone, but absolutely not to kill the target, not even to seriously injure him, just to scratch the surface at most.

Although he was puzzled, he accepted the order without hesitation. Obeying orders is the duty of a soldier.

If we were to directly assassinate the target, there would be easily over a hundred people in the entire team capable of doing so. If you want to threaten the target with death without harming them, I'm afraid the entire garrison of W County, except for Wang Sijie, the top sniper of the military region, has no second choice.

In his opinion, although the orders issued by the superior were somewhat strange, there was no difficulty at all. In fact, accurate intelligence about the location of the target would be delivered to him every fifteen minutes.

This is just an exercise.

Once the target's position stopped changing, he found the best sniper spot.

It was the rooftop of a residential building, with a broad view that almost covered the entire slum below. With the stealth skills of a sniper, he set up his beloved Type 88 sniper rifle on the rooftop without alerting any of the residents in the building.

The target appeared, getting closer to a shack step by step.

Wang Sijie made no move, his index finger on the trigger tapping lightly.

Currently, the distance between the target and other people is more than five meters. Shooting from this position is likely to arouse the target's suspicion, and it is not the best time to complete the mission.

The target entered the hut.

Wang Sijie still didn't make any move, his sharp right eye like electricity still fixed on the scope, quietly observing the situation.

Calmness and patience are the first required courses for snipers. He once waited for 4 days and 3 nights in the vast Gobi Desert to ambush a leader of the East Turkistan terrorist group. Although he was bitten by poisonous insects in the Gobi Desert and almost became permanently disabled, he eventually completed the mission and established himself as the top sniper in his military district.

Three minutes, the target has not appeared...

Five minutes, the target has not appeared...

Ten minutes have passed, but the target still hasn't shown up...

Wang Sijie showed no impatience at all, not even looking at the watch on his wrist. He maintained the same posture, like a sculpture, waiting quietly.

When 24 minutes had passed, the target appeared again, with a couple following behind.

Opportunity! Wang Sijie was about to pull the trigger when a little girl suddenly rushed out from the team and jumped into the arms of the couple behind the target.

A drop of cold sweat trickled down.

Although the mission did not explicitly prohibit harming civilians, Wang Sijie still adhered to the professional ethics of being a soldier - to serve the people.

He can kill the target without hesitation, whether the target is guilty or not is determined by the authorities, he is just following orders.

But Wang Sijie still couldn't bring himself to harm innocent people or kill without measure in order to complete the mission.

Since he refused to harm others, he was destined to wait quietly until the next opportunity arose.

As the saying goes, diligence pays off.

Soon, another opportunity presented itself to Wang Sijie. The target seemed to be introducing someone to the middle-aged couple in front of them, and soon the middle-aged woman led two girls into the shack.

Now, the target is only about two meters away from the crowd, with the closest middle-aged man standing 80 centimeters away from him.

A great opportunity has come!

Wang Sijie aimed the crosshairs at a point ten centimeters to the left of the target's throat without hesitation. He believed that while this shot would not kill the target, the whistling bullet passing by would definitely make him feel the fear of death brushing past him.

With a light lift of the finger, he quietly pressed down.

"Oops! "

There was a loud bang at the muzzle, and a 5.8mm small-caliber high-speed bullet whistled out of the Type 88 sniper rifle, heading straight for the target.

When it comes to this sniper rifle in his hands, Wang Sijie has too many dissatisfactions. The most crucial thing is the almost running gunshots after the fire. If a suppressor is used, it's fine, but once without a suppressor, the loud gunshot is like a clear target for the enemy to search for the sniper.

It's like having to change places after firing a shot.

Wang Sijie shook his head, about to put away the sniper rifle and retreat from the predetermined route, but saw an incredible scene through the crosshair scope.

To his surprise, the target dodged the sharp bullets by leaning to the side, and the bullets flying out of the muzzle hit the big tree in front of him directly. He didn't even get to enjoy the deadly dance party he had set up.

How is this possible?

The muzzle velocity of the Type 88 sniper rifle is 900 meters per second, and the straight-line distance between him and the target is just over 700 meters. The speed of sound is only 340 meters per second. By the time the target hears the gunshot, the bullet should have already passed by him!

But now there is no time for him to think carefully. Since the shot did not have the intended effect of startling the target, he began to worry about being pursued. Although he did not consider those civilians a threat to himself, out of the self-discipline of a sniper, he gave up the idea of taking another shot, packed up his sniper rifle at the first moment, grabbed the climbing rope prepared in advance, and slid down from the rooftop.

When Huan Chu caught sight of the faint but distinct glow in the darkness, his instincts honed in the apocalypse told him that danger was rapidly approaching. Huan Chu's facial muscles twitched, and he immediately pounced to the side, inadvertently pulling down his father standing beside him.

The next bullet flew past his head, hitting a large tree in front of him, causing the leaves to rustle down.

Boss! "

What's going on? "

The crowd immediately fell into panic, and the three women in the shack also rushed out under Chen Wenwen's leadership.

Huan Chu helped his father up from the ground after knocking him down, patting off the dirt on both of them, indicating that they were okay.

His gaze flickered towards the firelight just now, and he was startled.

That was fast! I didn't expect Gu Chengyi to be such a ruthless master. I've only been in W County for half a day, and he has already tried to kill me twice. I don't know when the next assassination attempt will come.

At this point, Huan Chu's mouth curled into a cold smile, thinking to himself that while a thief may plan for a thousand days, there is no way to guard against a thief for a thousand days.

Gu Chengyi, just you wait. Before long, you will experience the fear of being targeted by the Grim Reaper.

Boss, something doesn't seem right. At this point, Lu Hao had already removed the bullet embedded in the big tree and carefully examined it in the light of a lighter: "This bullet has a caliber of 5.8mm and is a bullet for the Type 88 sniper rifle." "

Huan Chu was taken aback, immediately realizing that something was wrong. According to the first platoon lieutenant, the headhunters only have a few micro submachine guns besides the Type 54 pistols, and they don't have any long-range firepower at all. And he was at least 500 meters away from the assassin when he fired the gun, so it was impossible for him to harm himself with ordinary firepower.

5.8mm diameter? Type 88 sniper rifle?

Lao Lu, how many sniper rifles do we have? What model? "

Four of a kind, all 85 style. Lu Hao knows the firepower configuration of the team like the back of his hand, without any need for deliberation, he immediately spoke out.

As soon as he heard this, Huan Chu immediately sorted out everything that happened tonight without missing a single detail. A figure immediately appeared in his mind - Sima Yi, no, the person he knew, called Tang Zihao.

Sure enough, he is a man who deserves the label of cunning and treacherous. From the moment he met Huan Chu, his every move has been calculated by him. Looking back now, it wasn't Lieutenant Song Jianjun who was originally sent, but rather selected from Tang Zihao's personal bodyguard team.

I'm afraid tonight's assassination is also related to him.

But even if you know, so what?

Now he has become mortal enemies with the headhunters, and has some grudges with the Wild Wolf Gang. Even though he knows that Tang Zihao has set him up, he can't do anything about it.

You can't offend all three major forces in the local area on the first day of entering w county.

Huan Chu is a very decisive person. Since he has figured everything out and understood it, he decided to just let it go. Lu Hao remained silent, and decided to pin the blame for tonight's assassination on the bounty hunters' gang, as both sides had a deep-seated enmity and one more accusation wouldn't make much difference.

Just now, Huan Chu's expression kept changing, and no one dared to approach and disturb him. Seeing that he had calmed down, Ye Hongbo no longer stopped the restless Huang Yao and let him go forward.

Huang Yao has already pinned the assassination charge on Gu Chengyi, so when he walked up to Huan Chu with fire in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Boss, give me a gun, I'll bring that bastard in front of you!" "

Huan Chu could only smile helplessly.

If the other party is really a group of miscellaneous people helped by headhunters, he wouldn't mind Huang Yao going to make this first merit. It's likely that the other party is a sniper elite in the military. Huanchu, a police officer who is relatively inexperienced, is really worried about sending him to face such a cold-blooded killer.

But he couldn't directly refute his brother's face in public, so he coldly glanced at Huang Yao and found an excuse: "Did you notice the direction the assassin shot from just now?" Do you know how far away he is from us now? Do you know which route he will choose to escape? "

Huang Yao was stunned by Huan Chu's question, and the fire in his eyes gradually extinguished, leaving him speechless.

With a dissatisfied look at Huang Yao, Huan Chu directly called Lu Hao over to answer his question.

Boss, based on my observation, the sniper's shooting point is on the rooftop of the residential building about 640 meters away. During our conversation, he should have escaped at least 500 meters. Due to my unfamiliarity with the terrain in this area, I have no way to determine the sniper's escape route. Considering the killer's skills, the possibility of capturing him alone is zero percent. "

Lu Hao did not disappoint Huan Chu. This man, who had been a battalion commander for more than ten years, saw everything very clearly.

Huan Chu gave Huang Yao a cold look, making him lower his head in embarrassment. Then Huan Chu nodded at his own head and said, "In the future, use your brain more when doing things!" "