Chapter 673 Eating Flies

For those unversed in the art, Anton's performance might seem nothing more than distance estimation; however, to those in the know, it was nothing short of a terrifying miracle.

Yang Yi really wanted to know if Anton's glasses had a built-in rangefinder, as his accuracy was scientifically improbable!

Some people are naturally good with distances, though typically at close range; to discern them so clearly beyond six hundred meters was unheard of, at least to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi felt his legs weaken and his liver tremble.

He was still intimidated by that bastard Anton. Yang Yi was keenly aware that Anton was trying to assert his dominance, although revealing his shooting prowess early on. Yet, Anton's approach greatly daunted Yang Yi—he had succeeded.

Sniping is a systematic undertaking, not just about aiming the scope and pulling the trigger. Picking up an entirely unfamiliar rifle and hitting a target seven or eight hundred meters away was sheer nonsense, pure and simple.