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Chapter 129 Luger Shotgun (Third update, please subscribe!)
Although Bai Feng did not open fire due to the consideration of the effective range, the enemies on the other side were different. They were holding rifles, so they stood directly on the side of the road, using a few old oil drums and discarded tires as cover, and began to attack the yacht. Fire violently.

In an instant, there was a burst of gunshots on the field. Bai Feng and Zeng Shui huddled behind the sofa and did not dare to raise their heads rashly. They could only observe through some gaps. On the motorboat at the stern, a small number hit the yacht directly, leaving several horrific bullet holes.

"Come on, come on! It's been a long time since I started it. There may be a small problem with the oil supply pipeline. It will be fixed soon, just keep going!"

Chino's voice was obviously filled with a hint of anxiety, without the joy of escaping from the sky before, and Fred's men were able to chase all the way to this abandoned pier, which was obviously something he had never imagined.

"That's right! There should be a shotgun in the drawer under the sofa at the stern, so just use it. Automatic weapons are on the second floor!"

Chino added loudly, and Bai Feng immediately reached out and groped under the sofa for a while, and when he found the handle, he yanked it vigorously, pulling out a long drawer, and a gray-black bolt-action rifle with sights quietly Lying on the ground, there are loose ammunition packed in cartons beside it.

"Has this gun been calibrated?"

The moment he saw the rifle, Bai Feng made a decision, threw the remaining two magazines of the MP5 submachine gun to Zeng Shui, raised the rifle in front of him and pulled the bolt for inspection.

"308 meters to zero! .200 Winchester ammunition, good accuracy at [-] meters, this is a shotgun!"

Chino shouted loudly, Bai Feng has already completed a general inspection of the gun body at this time, he really knows this gun, the "American Rifle" from Ruger Company, yes, that's right, the name of this gun It is called "American", and it has a variety of caliber versions.

And Bai Feng is holding the .308 win caliber version, which has a 22-inch alloy steel barrel, an integrated magazine design, a maximum capacity of four rounds, and a sight that is 760 knives. It is an excellent cost-effective gun. Civilian shotgun.

Now that the shotgun is in Bai Feng's hands, a crazy hunt is about to start.

"Ah Shui, fire and suppress when you are within 50 meters, shoot short bursts, save some ammunition!"

Bai Feng gave one last instruction, directly tore open the carton of ammunition on the side, grabbed a handful of brass-colored bullets, then turned and pulled the bolt, and put a bullet into the chamber through the ejection window.

However, due to the habit of bolt-action sniping to improve accuracy, the extra ammunition was not pressed into the magazine, but only one bullet was put in, and one bullet was put down after the shooting was completed.

Use the edge guard on the left side of the sofa as a shooting platform, and place the rifle on it steadily. This angle is just right to observe the scene from the gap between the sofa and the stern, and it will not be eye-catching, and the shooting range is very good.

Bai Feng began to exhale slowly, his left eye was slightly closed, and his right eye was focused on looking at the world in the reticle.

The finger pressed down on the trigger slightly, but not too hard, because it was his first time using this rifle, and he didn't know how hard to pre-press the trigger.

In the end, when he firmly locked on a target who was opening his mouth and talking like a little boss in the center of the reticle, Bai Feng finally pulled the trigger completely.
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The sound of the 308 Winchester bullet is loud, and the polymer stock hits the shoulder uncomfortable.

The target was only about 100 meters away from the shooting position, and there was no wind at the moment, so there was no need to make corrections at this distance—and indeed, there was no need to make corrections. The target locked by the reticle was shot in the head and fell to the ground suddenly.

"Accuracy is fine."

Bai Feng murmured, the movement of his hands didn't stop, he quickly rotated and pulled the bolt, ejected a hot brass shell, and then inserted a deadly bullet again.

"Master, they are here!"

Zeng Shui's voice was a little nervous, but Bai Feng said calmly: "The limit is 50 meters, short bursts to suppress."

Then, still at the original position, he selected a target who was standing far away and did not move, inhaled, pre-pressed the trigger, exhaled, and fired.

The No.2 target moved for a moment when Bai Feng fired the gun. Through the scope, it can be seen that the bullet hit his chest, not the head that Bai Feng aimed at, but it doesn't matter, as long as it hits the torso, All equally deadly.

The first group of enemies who are not afraid of death rushed over, about five or six people, they approached at a distance of about 50 meters, Zeng Shui naturally would not let them go, and suppressed them with several short bursts in a row.

However, only two targets were hit, but the deterrent effect on the remaining three is quite powerful. After all, the enemy is essentially just a group of armed gangsters, with almost no tactical literacy, let alone the determination to fight without fear of death. .

Bai Feng took a quick look, and after confirming that no one could continue to approach, he raised his gun to search for the target again.

It was still the same position as before, because the light is very dark now, the thick back of the sofa is the best cover around him, and looking at the opposite side, he can't judge his own sniper position at all, so Bai Feng simply didn't change positions.

His own firepower was at a disadvantage, and he was holding a sniper rifle with a range covering the entire battlefield, so the key point of victory was actually Bai Feng.

Of course, it also depends on whether the crap like Chino can start the yacht smoothly.

Bai Feng carefully observed the situation at the scene, and did not rush to shoot. Soon he found three people standing beside a long line of off-road vehicles parked on the side of the road. The light was too dim to see their faces clearly. The three of them did not carry automatic rifles, so it could be judged that their status was unusual, at least not comparable to the group of gunmen rushing to the front.

"Distance 220, half-speed wind"

Bai Feng murmured, and then pointed the half-grid point on the lower edge of the center of the cross line at the one who looked most like the leader among the three, and slowly pulled the trigger.

The gunshot rang out, but the bullet failed to hit the target. Instead, it left a conspicuous bullet hole in the white car on the left side of the target.

"Left to the left."

Bai Feng quickly pulled the bolt to change the bomb, and it was too late to correct it with the ratchet on the sight. Besides, he had no way to repair it without a ballistic meter, and he didn't have the time to calculate it. The target, after moving the reticle slightly according to the feeling, shoots again, and the target falls down in response.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after Bai Feng finished shooting this time, the gunfire on the field seemed to have stopped for a second, and when it rang again, the gunfire was much weaker, and no one was dying in the direction of the yacht. run over here.

The gunman leaning behind the bunker seemed to have received some instructions in the headset, and ran desperately in the direction of the convoy, leaving his back to the opponent indifferently.

Just when Bai Feng was about to continue this frenzied hunt, the hull of the yacht vibrated, and Kino's surprised voice came from the driver's seat.

"Starting! Gentlemen, set sail! Let's see who can catch me!"

(End of this chapter)