Release that Witch Chapter 747: Sniper

Night is not a suitable time for combat.

Months of Demons can't see the sun, nor can it see the moon. The dim cold light is sprinkled on the undulating desert. The side facing the light source can still see the outline faintly.

So torches are essential for both offense and defense.

When the scattered flare appeared in the direction of the oasis, Danny carefully wiped a magazine clip, then inserted it into the loading port and pulled the bolt loading.

"The enemy is here, watch out."

"I can see it."

He first imitated the prompt sound of Malt, and then said to himself answer.

If you do this, it ’s as if Malt is still by his side, acting as a protector, continuing to fight alongside him --, although he is no longer a member of the precision shooting team.

Since the execution of the confinement, Danny returned to Firearm Battalion, but Brian quickly found him and brought him a brand new firearms.

This is the one he holds in his hand now.

Although it looks no different from the bolt gun used by the precision shooting team, Danny realized that this gun was extraordinary.

It's like a long sword with similar shape. Some are just hand-crafted by blacksmiths, others are swords that can blow hair.

The metal part of the gun body exudes a unique gleam, and the surface is as smooth as the skin of a girl; any interface is as smooth as a knife and axe, and it feels natural to touch it without any thorns. feel.

What surprises Danny most is that it can be additionally equipped with a pair of single-tube telescope at the top. The mirror is engraved with two straight thin lines, and the center of the thin line is where the bullet falls.

He doesn't know how to achieve this, but through telescope, the original fuzzy and small long-range target is instantly cleared a lot, which is equivalent to extending the range of the gun in a sense. And the subsequent test firing training also proved his feelings. The shooting accuracy of the new firearms -- is much higher than that of ordinary bolt guns. Under no wind or breeze conditions, the humanoid target within 500 meters, he hit The grasp of the skull is as high as 90%.

Learning that this weapon was specially created for him by Your Majesty, Danny almost moved to tears on the spot. Although he made a disciplinary error, Your Majesty still did not give up on him, and also gave him the freedom to choose the shooting position in the position, this treatment has no other thought than to report his life.

Only when Brian asked him if he wanted to choose a protector, Danny refused without hesitation.

He already has his protector.

This gun.

and Malt.

More and more fire lights appear in the field of vision, as if the star -- reflected in the sea of ​​sand is already expected by the conductor. Before each battle, the superiors will explain the combat intentions and combat objectives to the various teams in detail, so that they know to what extent the next battle will be played before it is considered to be over.

For example, the bonfire burning on the cannon position and the firing speed of half a quarter of an hour are to induce the enemy to launch a counterattack, thereby weakening the watchdog clan's combatants as much as possible and preparing for the total attack after dawn. The well-lit position allows the enemy to notice the difference, and the control of the firing frequency is to avoid rapid and violent bombardment to directly disperse the enemy.

Of course, Danny knows that the artillery battalion cannot do the latter.

They look at people with their nostrils all day, but they don't know how much natural resource they occupy. Both weapon and ammunition carried by Firearm Battalion can be carried by soldiers alone, but artillery battalions? Without the help of the witch named Hummingbird, they would not even be able to transport the guy who eats into the desert.

A dozen horse-drawn carriages, of which the cannonball and machine-gun ammunition carry a large portion of the load. A large wooden box holds only two howitzers. If it is in accordance with the style of the fire drill, one hour does not need it. Two stronghold guns can completely clean up the ammunition carried. Then what? Can only stare at one side.

Although Danny acknowledged that the exercise showed an unparalleled power, he always felt that every shot was a gold royal, and the group of people regarded this power as their own power. . Without the support of Your Majesty's wealthy treasury, they can only eat soil in front of Firearm Battalion!

So afraid of breaking up your enemies is just a good word. In the final analysis, you don't want to keep some inventory to prevent accidents. After all, it's probably a week or two after the new recruits have opened the oasis supply line and transported new ammunition.

When the flare at the front entered the ambush circle of First Army, Danny brought the cross telescope to his eyes.

"The wind direction ... northeast, strong. Target, about 700 meters."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

He murmured alone, put his finger on machine.

Considering that the accuracy of the night battle will drop sharply, this time he did not leave the position too far, and chose to shoot -- head-on so that the enemy will not move too much in the field of vision even if he rides on a horse.

Sandpeople is not a barbarian who is good at fighting immediately. At first, it was scattered and scattered. When it came to charge, it became a neat front. The sound of horseshoes was neat and uniform, like a drum that was gradually accelerating. At the same time, they dropped the torch in their hands and pulled out the light saber --. The intermittently roaring artillery position was the most striking guide.

Sudden light spots flash on the dune-backlit dunes.

Dudid Diddid -- -- --

The crisp sound of machine guns blended into the drums of the charge, announcing the official start of the ambush. Without field guns, heavy machine gun became the longest-range weapon. The bullets swept towards the charge line like flowing water, and the desert suddenly became boiling. Unexpected screams, curses and shouts broke out among the crowd, and Hidden Shadow under the night seemed to be a little faster.

Danny ignored it.

He just stared at the enemy who rushed first.

"Five hundred meters, I caught you."

Finding a target on a night without the moon is not easy. He can only discern the enemy's charge, but this is also not a shooting act. It is not a score that hits the head. Whether it is a horse or a rider, a shot in any part can kill them.

Danny pulled the trigger, the gun body trembled slightly, and there was a smell of gunpowder that made boiling bloody.

You can't see the bullet point, and there are no flying blood flowers. The enemy just shivered and fell off the horse.

This is his hunting ground, Danny thought, this is where he should be.

"Did you see it, Malt?"

"Don't be distracted, the next goal is here."

"Ah, leave it to me. "