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Chapter 941: Gins Favoritism(1/2)

strength?

Sniper prowess?

Qin Zhibo thought about this scene and guessed that Ginjiu wanted to see how good his sniping ability was.

When Qin Zhibo was accepting the certificate for the first time, he deliberately pretended that his marksmanship was poor and that he would lose his mind when he touched a gun, which made Ginjiu dislike him very much.

But after having to be assigned the status of "the boss's henchman", it's a bit ridiculous to pretend that his marksmanship is terrible.

The crony of the organization boss cannot be someone who can't even play with a gun.

"Can."

"It's time to show real skills..."

Qin Zhibo grabbed the sniper rifle from Chianti's hand and walked directly to the steps leading to the bottom of the swimming pool.

Before Chianti understood what was going on, he was disarmed by this "newcomer".

She didn't understand why this "newcomer's" aura suddenly changed 180°, and even her codename member seemed to ignore him.

"Gin, he..."

"Shut up and watch."

Gin paid little attention to the noisy woman and watched Michael taking the elevator to the sniper height.

Qin Zhibo, standing on the lift, rose higher as the lift stretched while secretly trying to figure out how to use the sniper simulation system.

The gun used in the simulation is in the shape of an M700 sniper rifle. It is very simulated in every aspect, but it is an air rifle.

The reason why an air gun is used, not a complete electronic gun, is to simulate the feel of a bullet coming out of the chamber.

There is a switch for the training system on the platform of the lift, O, OFF, which can be controlled by stepping on it with your foot.

It seems that this system was specially developed by the organization to train snipers and arranged for engineers to do so.

Of course, if you want to achieve the best training effect, it is best to load the gun with live ammunition in the shooting range.

But this is near a city and the conditions are not very favorable. If a sniper wants to maintain the shooting feel, he can only use this method.

Qin Zhibo pulled the bolt, checked the bullet inside, and then decisively pressed "ON" with his foot.

The first 3D scene emerged, showing a white man sitting in front of the window at home reading a newspaper.

Qin Zhibo didn't use the scope of his sniper rifle, but looked through his own telescope. What the white man was reading was the Washington Post.

Then switch to the scope and aim the red dot in the middle at the man's head. A green number actually appears in the field of view of the sniper scope.

This technology is similar to the HUD display in cars, and was first used in the display system of military fighter jets.

The digital scale shows 400 yards, which is approximately equal to 365 meters, indicating that the sniper distance is now simulated at 365 meters.

So is this the starting point for organizations to judge a sniper?

This standard is quite humane. The accurate sniper distance of ordinary police snipers is only 300 meters.

Note that this is the precise sniper distance, not the maximum sniper distance.

If you want to increase the maximum sniper distance, you need to use a large-caliber sniper rifle. You also need to pay attention to posture, observers, climate, environment, etc. The conditions are harsh, the hit rate is not high, and the actual combat significance is of little significance.

Precision sniper distance means that the hit rate can reach 95%, depends on few conditions, and can overcome the influence of most external factors.

Generally speaking, the sniping distance of army snipers is longer than that of police snipers, but the accuracy is weaker. This is caused by the different types of sniper missions between the two.

The organization wants to cultivate killers who can kill with one hit, so the evaluation criteria for snipers will be more stringent, with accuracy being the first factor.

As long as one shot may miss, it is not considered the ultimate shooting distance.

Qin Zhibo held the sniper rifle steady, held his breath, and pulled the trigger the moment the red dot overlapped the white man's head.

Piu——

After a faint gunshot, the bullet made a hole between the eyebrows, and the white man's head tilted feebly to the chair.

After a while, several bodyguards in black suits ran towards the white man from the yard, making a mess, and seemed to want to carry him to the hospital for rescue.

This is probably a cutscene of hitting a target, Qin Zhibo guessed that it has no practical significance.



On the platform behind, Chianti sneered when he saw the "newcomer" successfully hitting the target.

"Huh, that's it?"

"It's just a 400-yard target. You hesitated for a long time before shooting?"

"We all hit targets at this distance casually, right? Cohen..."

Chianti wanted to join his partner in squeezing out the "newcomer", but Cohen didn't respond at all, with no expression on his face, still staring closely at Michael from above.

Chianti: Tch, I hate you for being a piece of wood!

The corner of Vodka's mouth twitched a little, and he was struggling internally.

He really wanted Chianti to stop talking, but he didn't dare to reveal the true identity of "Michael" without Gin's permission.

Look at my eyes!

Stop talking! Don’t mess with him either!

Vodka winked under his sunglasses, Chianti would be damned if he could see it.

Next to the vodka, Gin, like Cohen, was also focused on watching the show.

He put his hands in his pockets and remained silent.

This is a great opportunity to understand the strength of the cronies around the organization. It is rare that cronies are willing to show it, so he will not miss the opportunity.

To be honest, he thought he had done well in the organization. He had even met the organization's second-in-command, Rum, but he had never known "Michael".

The strength of "that lord" is unfathomable, and he has many strong men under his command, who together support this black empire.

Gin didn't think it was unreasonable to have a trusted confidant of the boss that he didn't know about.

This is very reasonable.

Correspondingly, he did not become a "confidant" and fully gain the boss's trust, which shows that there are still some shortcomings in his abilities, which makes him unable to bear the heavy responsibility.

Therefore, Gin not only needs to know Michael's strength, but also needs to know where his own strength falls short so that he can continue to improve himself.

The best employees in the world are always their own.



On the lift, the simulation system automatically switches to the next level of target.

This time the target is still the white male just now, and the scene switches to the ramp in front of the airplane door.

There was a red carpet on the gangway, and the white people walked slowly up the red carpet.

Below the gangway were some soldiers and policemen, as well as bureaucrats in suits and ties, and ordinary people holding bouquets of flowers.

Qin Zhibo was holding a sniper rifle, and the red dot of the scope was aimed at the white man's head. The specific display was 450 yards.

That is about 411 meters.

When the white man came to stand in front of the cabin door and waved to the people below, Qin Zhibo shot decisively.

The bullet went into his eyebrows, and the white man's upper body fell forward, and his body rolled down the high gangway.

The surrounding soldiers and bodyguards in black responded quickly and quickly formed an airtight human wall around the body, nervously guarding the surrounding area.

A few people dressed in ordinary clothes rushed out from the crowd, took out the silenced pistols from their waists, and held the guns in both hands to protect the surroundings.

After seeing this in the cutscene, Qin Zhibo also guessed who the target was who had been repeatedly mercilessly sniped.

It seems that the organization boss has great ambitions, and even the imaginary enemy he created is the most powerful person on the planet.

And judging from these detailed cutscenes, what is shown now may only be part of the simulation system.



After sniping the target in the second level, Chianti still made a disdainful taunt.

"Tch~ I always sniped and killed the target when it was on the ramp..."

This time Chianti learned its lesson and did not apply to interact with Cohen again, but just kept talking to itself.

Vodka: "..." Sister, stop talking!

Gin, who had been silent before, now rarely spoke.

He said coldly: "What do you know? This is the real sniper."

"A true sniper is one who waits for the best opportunity to strike and kill the target with one strike."

"If that was a real target, if he fell while going up the gangway, the bullet might not hit his vitals."

Chianti didn't dare to speak after being taught such a lesson by Gin.

For some reason, she had a feeling that Gin, who was usually aloof and superior, should be more respectful when facing Michael.

He generally doesn't do this even when facing cadres of the same level within the organization.
To be continued...
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