C9 Humidity and Trajectory of Wind Speed

Bang, bang bang bang. Li Yun held a handful of Assault Rifle and stood still as he shot at the target three hundred meters away.

Now, it could only be said that Vika was speechless.

As a rookie who had never touched a gun before, after Vika gave a flick of his finger, Li Yun began firing live bullets.

The target had been switched from fifty meters to a hundred meters, all the way to three hundred meters.

Li Yun was like a spear that never left the heart, and the arm that held the gun didn't shake at all, just like a well-trained sniper.

Vika, as a veteran, didn't feel any sense of superiority. Even he himself did not have the confidence to use Assault Rifle s at a distance of three hundred meters, with spear and spear not far from the heart.

Three hundred meters was the Assault Rifle's limit. No matter how far away they were, the bullets would drift due to their own weight and speed.

As for Li Yun, who had already opened up 16 main meridians and had six keen senses, being able to accurately control every single muscle in his body, the principle of trajectory, the influence of wind speed and humidity on the trajectory was his greatest concern.

The reason why he was still shooting was because he was using his six senses to understand the impact of wind speed and humidity on the trajectory. This was because Li Yun was different from ordinary people.

Gradually, Vika couldn't take it anymore. He turned around and took out a light sniper rifle from his car and said to Li Yun, "Brother Li Yun, look at this treasure, a sniper rifle."

Li Yun put down his rifle and turned off the safety. Turning his head to look at the sniper rifle, he saw that the sniper rifle was almost twice as long as the Assault Rifle, about 1.23 meters, and there was a scope on it. The length of the scope was enough to magnify an object five or six hundred times.

Reaching out to grab the sniper rifle, he felt the weight of the rifle and pulled out the magazine. Ten rounds of ammunition, 7.62 mm bullets.

After inserting the magazine, Li Yun turned to Vika and asked, "How far can I go?"

Vika said complacently, "The effective distance is 1300 meters, and the bullet has lethality at 2000 meters. But after 1300 meters, it's affected by the wind speed and humidity."

"Let's try to get a target of two thousand meters." Li Yun said to Vika with a smile.

Vika said to a soldier, "On the hill in front of us, two kilometers away from the target."

The soldier grabbed a wooden target and jumped onto another jeep, heading towards the distant hillside.

While they were waiting, Li Yun had carefully understood the sniper rifle's performance and parameters, as well as the key points and precautions.

At this moment, the walkie-talkie hanging on Vika's shoulder started to emit a few short, powerful words in Ukrainian. Li Yun stared at the distant hillside. A wooden target with a white base and a red heart was pinned high up in a conspicuous place on a large tree.

A soldier was quickly leaving the wooden target and running towards the safety zone. After Li Yun and the other soldier left about 500 meters away. He raised his sniper rifle steadily and released his six senses, sensing the changes in the humidity and wind speed in the surrounding air.

Li Yun's mind was attached to the bullets in the gun. With a "peng" sound, the bullets left the muzzle, the trajectory, humidity, resistance, the wind blowing from the side, as well as countless information that ordinary people could not understand entered Li Yun's mind.

The first shot was fired about 1800 meters away. Due to a gust of wind, it deviated from its trajectory. According to the shaking of the leaves, Li Yun quickly calculated the wind speed and the distance it would affect the trajectory.

At the same time, he calculated that after 1300 meters, after the bullet lost its initial speed, its weight would cause a slight change in its trajectory.

This kind of experience was a kind of feeling that Li Yun himself could understand, but could not put it into words.

After the first shot missed its target, Li Yun swiftly shot the second shot, which hit the heart.

Vika put down the binoculars and looked at Li Yun blankly. He forgot to speak as the wind blew in disorder.

Li Yun shot out the remaining eight bullets. Finally, he found a way to calculate the wind speed by observing the surrounding parameters and setting the trajectory in advance.

Pulling out the magazine and putting the sniper rifle into the car, Li Yun said to Vika who was still in a daze, "It's not impossible to reach a distance of two thousand meters, is it?"

Vika waved his thick arms and shouted excitedly to Li Yun, "Li Yun, wargod!"

The surrounding soldiers also looked at Li Yun with admiration. They raised the weapons in their hands and shouted, "Li Yun, War God!"

"Li Yun, wargod"

Since ancient times, the military had always advocated valor and courage. In modern times, the spear skills that gradually evolved into exquisite marksmanship were the embodiment of valor and valor.

Li Yun's sniper practice this time had caused the morale of Vika's entire team to soar. After asking each other, all the soldiers knew that wargod Li Yun was the brother-in-law of the captain, Vika.

After calming his emotions, Li Yun reluctantly said to Vika, "What a great gun."

Vika waved his hand and said, "If it's not your hometown where guns are prohibited, I'll give you one."

When Li Yun heard this, he followed up with a hit on the snake, "Oh, you're not worried about losing your gun and getting tracked down by your superiors."

Vika shrugged. "We are at war time here, so I will report this as war damage." Furthermore, all the captains sell their weapons in private. Everyone knows this and no one will ask. "

"Oh, Vika, can I use the Chinese currency with you?" Li Yun asked seriously.

"The Chinese currency is more popular here than the ruble or the dollar." Vika said.

"Oh, Vika, I like these guns too much. As a collection and self-defense tool, I won't give you any trouble. I'll give you 500,000 yuan to buy them." Li Yunfei said in a serious tone, "I have my own ways of bringing them."

Vika looked around and saw that the soldiers were still immersed in their fervor.

Vika said seriously, "Get in the car." With that, he got into the driver's seat of the car and immediately jumped into the front seat.

Vika directly brought Li Yun into the arsenal, pointed at the weapons and ammunition in the room and said, "First prove to me how you're going to get back to your hometown without causing trouble for yourself and my sister."

Li Yun walked up to Vika, picked up a handful of Assault Rifle and four magazines and placed them in the Ring in front of Vika. With a wave of his hand, five boxes of bullets and five boxes of grenades disappeared in front of Vika.

Then, he took out an Oxford bag with 500,000 paper coins and handed it over to Vika.

Vika held the heavy Oxford bag and asked curiously, "How did you do that?"

Li Yun said to Vika with a serious expression, "This is an ancient Eastern martial arts technique, you are my wife's blood brother, which is also my brother. "I won't hide it from you. No equipment or equipment can find out where I hid my gun."

Saying that, he took out two cans of cola and handed one to Vika, then continued, "Live well in the war. After the war, I will pass this skill down to you. And I hope you keep it a secret. "

Vika nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I will keep it a secret. In addition, I will definitely survive the war."

Li Yun followed Vika and walked around the warehouse. Vika also gave Li Yun a 120 mm recoil cannon, several boxes of ammunition, and the sniper rifle. At this point, Li Yun clearly felt that his chances of survival on this foreign continent had increased by a lot.

They left the warehouse and went home together. Valeria and Natasha had already prepared dinner and were waiting for them.

After the family happily had dinner together, Li Yun made a promise in front of the whole family that after returning home, he would immediately apply for a visa for Valeria, so that her mother would stay away from the threat of war.

Natasha was moved to a complete mess. She smiled as she wiped away her tears.

Vika, on the other hand, grabbed his brother-in-law and got himself drunk again.

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