The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 58 -
58: Chapter 58
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Draping the cement bag over his shoulder was meant to soften the recoil of the gunstock; otherwise, the assembled rifle, comparable to Barrett Anti-sniper Equipment, would definitely shatter his own shoulder.
A shaky silhouette appeared in the scope; Ye Tian first “zeroed” the scope then began measuring various data.
All sorts of data also appeared before his eyes.
With a red brick in hand, Ye Tian kept writing and sketching on the floor.
The myriad numbers and symbols gave Pig Hu a headache, while Song Qian was quite curious.
However, she couldn’t make much sense of Ye Tian’s scribbles, even though she could recognize a few Greek letters.
Ye Tian’s eye was about four centimeters away from the scope, the optimal distance for having a clear view of the target; he also noticed Song Qian bending over to the side.
“That’s the measured data.
They don’t teach this at the police academy, do they?”
Song Qian shook her head, “No, but I often see it in movies.
This is the first time I’ve seen it in reality.”
“It’s right you don’t learn it; you rarely have the chance to use guns, it would be pointless.
However, the Armed Police use them more frequently, they should have come into contact with this.
Don’t trust those movie scenes too much; if you did, you might kick the bucket before your target does.”
Having apparently finished measuring, Ye Tian’s right hand abruptly stopped, and a large swath of red characters were arranged to the right of the sniper rifle.
“How about it, are you going to shoot?”
“Not a real shot, just a test fire.
There’s no time to tune the gun now; I can only fire a round first.” Saying so, Ye Tian took out five bullets from his pocket and placed them to his left, then picked up a file.
He picked up the first bullet, weighed it in his hand, then balanced it on his fingertip and aimed with his right eye, before finally filing the bullet’s head with the file.
Just two light swipes with the file, but then he sighed, tossing the bullet aside.
“What’s wrong?” This time it was Song Qian who asked.
Although Ye Tian’s movements were slight, the visual impact was super powerful; this feeling deeply affected her.
“A mistake.
The bullet’s center of gravity is off to the left, which would affect its stability coming out of the barrel.
Rifling can provide extremely high spin, but it can’t ensure bullet stability; that’s something the bullet itself has to manage.”
“So what you mean is…”
“I shouldn’t have filed it a second time, damn it!”
Speaking seemingly to himself, Ye Tian cursed and then took up the second bullet, performing the same actions: weighing it, feeling for the center of gravity on his fingertip, and then, taking up the file again.
Ye Tian’s face was calm, his tone neither salty nor bland, “This is the second one; the enemy could fire at any moment.
I don’t know what’s making those old guys in the military hesitate.
Bringing the troops straight in would be much more effective.” ƒrēenovelkiss.com
Song Qian wanted to argue with him, but the sight of that bullet pulled her emotions taut again.
“Hu!” After using the file once, Ye Tian finally decided not to file a second time, “Done.”
“Click!
Clang!” The crisp, rhythmic sound of the bullet being chambered.
Ye Tian’s brows relaxed, seemingly enjoying it greatly.
Firmly pressing the gunstock against the thick cement bag, Ye Tian’s breathing gradually became rhythmical, adjusted to the breathing pattern of the target.
The man in the loose white robe standing at the northeast corner, holding a machine gun and chatting— who knows what he’s talking about.
Ye Tian muttered, “What do you think, how did they sneak in here with weapons?
Could there be an insider?”
Pig Hu stayed silent, his face stern as he peered through his binoculars, waiting for the excitement to unfold, while Song Qian propped her chin in her hands, pondering the question.
However, before she could arrive at an answer, a deafening blast rang out beside their ears, causing plaster to fall from the walls.
Pig Hu was so startled by the noise that his binoculars smacked into his nose, and he doubled over, clutching it.
“Fuck, it went astray.
Dammit.”
“Damn your mother!
How come you’re fine?” Pig Hu cursed angrily at Ye Tian, who was still talking to himself.
“What?
What did you say?
Oh.” Ye Tian, after realizing what happened, pulled two cotton plugs from his ears and then asked, “What’s wrong with you guys?”
Song Qian, Pig Hu: “…”
While Ye Tian was estimating his second shot, Pig Hu picked up the binoculars again, “Ye Tian, your shooting’s not up to snuff.
Three people and you didn’t hit a single one; you even hit their gun barrel.
Man, the way you shoot, tsk tsk, you hit wherever you shouldn’t.”
“Shut up, I’m not a professional sniper.
I only learned this by sneaking peeks from one of my buddies.
Alright, like I said before, it was a test shot, don’t forget it.
After I take this next shot, replace the cement bag on my shoulder.
Okay, stuff up your ears now.”
Pig Hu quickly plugged his ears with cloth strips from his clothing, all the while looking pained at the cement bag on Ye Tian’s shoulder that had been squashed by the gun’s recoil.
The targets had been alerted, and three heavy machine guns began firing indiscriminately.
It was fortunate that the nearby crowd had been evacuated, or the casualties would have been incalculable.
The next three shots were crucial; one shot to kill each target, a distance of 1.5 kilometers, a tenfold optical sight, and heads not much bigger than tomatoes.
How to shoot?
Ye Tian squinted his eyes, focusing intently on the terrorists, who were still turning with the machine guns.
As one terrorist stopped to reload, a bullet whizzed out.
Three seconds.
The bullet hung in the air for a full three seconds, then pierced through that tomato head.
Through the scope, all that was seen was a figure falling down, but to his comrades, it was a burst of red and white splattered flesh.
“Eina mah ong oh!” With a shout in an unintelligible language, everyone on the rooftop lay flat on the ground, no longer daring to show their heads.
“Fuck, where did they go!” Pig Hu grumbled through the binoculars while placing the prepared cement bag onto Ye Tian’s shoulder.
“Bang!” Another shot!
Pig Hu was startled and fell on the ground.
The 14.6mm large caliber bullet, riding the fierce wind at a spin rate of 2500 revolutions per second, hit the rooftop parapet.
From mid-air, one would see the bullet drawing an arc, but the arc’s final target was the head hidden behind the wall.
Another puddle of red and white mush splayed on the ground.
It seemed as if the people on the roof had seen through the sniper’s intention, leaving the vicinity of the heavy machine gun.
Nevertheless, this did not save them from their fate.
When the last man eventually fell into the pool of blood, Ye Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Regardless of anything else, the enemy’s heavy firepower had been successfully suppressed.
This was already half the battle won.
Shit!
Ye Tian tried to stand, but his dislocated right shoulder caused him to fall back to the ground.
