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Chapter 666 - 672 Frightening People
Chapter 666: Chapter 672 Frightening People
The security situation in Ukraine is quite poor, especially once you leave the capital, Kyiv. Long-distance driving becomes a risky affair.
Jethro daring to drive Yang Yi and the others hundreds of kilometers to assassinate a major in the military, to be honest, can be considered extremely audacious.
Jethro wants to quickly dissolve Big Ivan’s arms empire within a short period of time; even if they can’t make Big Ivan’s underground arms trade system collapse, at least they should slow down the operating speed of the system considerably.
Theoretically, even if Deyo did nothing and just waited for Ukraine’s new government to firmly control the country, he would have eventually wrested Ukraine from Big Ivan’s grasp, but the problem is Deyo can’t wait, because it’s unknown how many years it will take for the new government to settle the military and clear out all the people associated with Big Ivan.
So Deyo is very anxious, Jethro is also very anxious, and driven by restlessness, Jethro has grown much bolder.
That’s why they didn’t just drive; nine people split between two cars, taking turns at the wheel, it didn’t feel too tiring.
From Kyiv to Zaporozhye, it’s six or seven hundred kilometers. They set off early in the morning, and after passing six checkpoints, it was already two in the afternoon, yet they had only completed half the journey.
Now Yang Yi counts as half a casualty; driving isn’t required of him, but a long-distance ride, with rather poor road conditions, plus the fact that Zaporozhye is already in the eastern region with a somewhat tense situation, requires heightened vigilance on the road. So, having traveled just half the distance, Yang Yi already feels exhausted.
But at this moment, Anton suddenly said, "This place is good, I want to test the gun."
There was a gentle hillock by the roadside, with barely any cars passing on the highway, surrounded by vast farmlands, and no villages in sight. Indeed, it was a great place for a gun test.
"Here? Now?"
After asking with surprise, Yang Yi noted Anton nod in response, "Yes, right here, right now."
It was impossible to test guns in Kyiv, especially long-distance sniping with sniper rifles, but stopping halfway to test-fire was probably something only Anton would suggest.
But Yang Yi decided to accommodate Anton’s request.
"Boss, can we stop the convoy for a moment? We need to adjust the guns and take a break."
Now, with Jethro reliant on Yang Yi, even though not exactly listening obediently, he still met most of the requests raised by Yang Yi.
"Fine, be safe."
Both vehicles were SUVs, and Anton pointed to the hillock he had chosen, saying, "There’s a small path there, drive the car up."
Chris, who was driving, really drove up to the hillock, and once Anton got out of the car on the hill, he first looked around, then he opened the trunk, took the gun case off the car, and slowly laid down on the ground.
Anton methodically went about the test-firing preparations, like measuring distances and wind speed, with no intention of hiding his actions from Yang Yi.
What moved Yang Yi was that Anton conducted these measurements without the aid of any tools.
Extending his thumb to approximate the range to a large tree, Anton then licked his finger and spun it in the air to feel the wind speed and direction before quickly beginning to shoot.
Chris glanced at Yang Yi; he stood behind Anton, so he spread his hands to Yang Yi in a resigned gesture, making a you’re-doomed sign.
Anton flipped open the scope cover and then fired a shot at a rock about a hundred meters away. Yang Yi didn’t use binoculars, so he couldn’t see clearly where the bullet landed, but Anton quickly adjusted the scope a few times and fired a second shot.
The second shot hit the rock, Anton adjusted the scope again, and then he fired the third shot without tweaking the adjustment knobs on the scope any further.
With a rifle he’d never used before and a completely unfamiliar scope, no one asked any questions, and then he zeroed the scope in just three shots—Yang Yi admitted that he was truly impressed.
However, Anton had only completed the first step of the live-fire test. He quickly aimed the rifle at a sapling about two hundred meters away.
The first shot hit the sapling, Anton fine-tuned the scope a bit and fired a second shot, then after firing a third shot, he tweaked it again, ensuring that the central point of the scope and the bullet’s point of impact were aligned vertically without any deviation to the left or right.
Once he confirmed there was no left or right deviation, Anton extended his aiming point further out. This time he targeted something about four hundred meters away—a concrete boundary stake erected in a field.
The first shot hit the concrete pillar, striking the upper end and directly creating a large hole, then Anton adjusted the scope again, this time for elevation.
After firing six shots at a distance of four hundred meters, Anton was confident that his scope’s crosshairs and the bullet’s point of impact were perfectly aligned.
Anton turned his head to look at Yang Yi, and then he said to Yang Yi, who had an expressionless face, with a smile, "Four hundred meters zeroed, now you know, right?"
Yang Yi shrugged, "What’s it to me? I’m not the one using this rifle."
Anton put his eye back behind the scope and said leisurely, "I’ve got to find the trajectory, don’t rush, it’ll be done soon."
Rodriguez quietly took out a laser rangefinder and aimed it at the concrete boundary stake Anton was using as a target for the live-fire test.
After looking at it, Rodriguez put down the rangefinder, spread his hands at Yang Yi, and made a very horrified expression.
Rodriguez walked a couple of steps, handed the rangefinder to Yang Yi, who hesitated for a moment before still raising it to his eye.
The distance was 396.7 meters.
Anton had just made a rough estimate of the distance, estimating only once, and then when he selected the target for the live-fire test, the deviation was only three meters—an error of only three meters at a distance of four hundred meters.
Yang Yi felt a bit startled, so he measured the distances to the targets Anton used for the hundred and two hundred meter marks.
One was 99.5 meters with a mere half-meter deviation, the other was 200.1 meters, off by only ten centimeters.
It was frightening, Yang Yi couldn’t help but swallow, as he aimed the rangefinder at the six hundred meter target Anton was aiming at.
Yang Yi could only roughly assume it was the six hundred meter target, the deviation, well, he estimated it to be within fifty meters, which was the limit of his visual estimation. Then he raised the rangefinder, only to discover that Anton’s chosen target was at 580 meters.
Yang Yi exhaled softly, relieved, an error of twenty meters, okay, that was acceptable.
"Hmm, no suitable target for six hundred meters, had to make do with a 580 meters one."
Upon hearing Anton’s words, Yang Yi suddenly put down the rangefinder because this time he was genuinely scared.
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