Chapter 130 The green skin is wonderful

Fortunately, Li not only has sniper skills beyond the general concept, but also has weapons beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The bullets in Li's hand are also not bullets in the ordinary sense. These bullets are special bullets specially made by Fei Wen for Li. Some bullets have infrared navigation functions and the same small laser. There are almost few guided missiles. As long as the range is enough and the guiding beam is aimed accurately, then even if Li shoots at the sky, the bullet will hit the target. There are also armor-breaking shells specially designed to deal with armored vehicles, and the broken magic silver bullets engraved with the emperor's quotations to deal with psionics. In short, Fei Wen is very thoughtful and almost All kinds of enemies who will appear in front of Li have been taken into account.

Even if there are excellent weapons, they still need excellent people to use them. In any case, for a sniper who uses a gun, such as joint maintenance and correction of the weapon in his hand, the weapon has always been in excellent condition, which is even more important than the moment of pulling the trigger to shoot. For this terrorist sniper rifle with an effective shooting distance of nine kilometers, its protection is even more refined, even more than some sophisticated scientific instruments.

Leaving the consul's residence in a small airship, Li quickly found an inaccessible valley in the suburbs. The first thing to do was to install a rangefinder. According to the rangefinder, Li easily selected a target 12,000 kilometers away, a thick tree, a fixed rangefinder, and a laser system in the rangefinder. It automatically illuminates rings one by one on the trees in the distance.

Then take out a bag of ordinary sniper bullets and skillfully lock the fuse of the warhead, so that even if the bullet hits the target, it will not explode. The fuse of the bullet no longer has the explosion function in the case of locking, but only the same penetration function as the brass bullet used by ordinary gunpowder weapons, and this is It's what Li needs now. What he needs to do now is to judge the drop point of the bullet, not to blow up the trees in the distance.

Then there was the wind measurement. Li spit in the palm of his hand, raised it slightly, and felt it for a while.

Finally, he set up a triangular bracket, put on a sniper rifle, loaded a box of bullets, lay in front of the sniper gun, aimed at the star, and shot.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement on the target surface in the scope, and the forest in the whole scope was also quiet, and there was no sign of being hit. Li had no choice but to move the scope slightly and try to find that his bullet flew there. He searched carefully for a while, but still got nothing.

This is really an embarrassing thing. Fortunately, Li is alone now, and no one else has seen this embarrassing scene.

Li had no choice but to get up and leave the sniper rifle, return to the side of the airship, open the rear cover of the airship, and find out a high-speed camera electronic reconnaissance instrument. After fixing the reconnaissance instrument next to the rangefinder, Li came to the front of the sniper gun again, aimed, pulled the trigger, and the bullet disappeared as expected. However, this time there was a reconnaissance instrument. In front of the reconnaissance instrument, Li clearly saw that the bullet hit a tree 20 meters away from the target through slow motion. At the same time, beside the bullet, Li also found the first bullet he had fired earlier.

Before Li returned to the sniper gun, he made a series of adjustments. First, he slightly changed the length of the buttstock, so that the buttstock could hold the shoulder more forcely, making the posture more comfortable and natural when shooting, and then slightly fine-tuned the front of the scope.

After measuring the wind again, Li lay in front of the sniper gun, aiming and shooting.

This time it's much better. Although the target surface is still safe and sound, the drop point of the bullet is finally in the scope. Once again, it is fine-tuned, aiming and shooting.

The preliminary fine-tuning is not completed until the bullet accurately hits the target surface, but there is also a series of more detailed calibration procedures below. Such debugging must be completed so that the bullet can accurately hit the bullseye.

After that, the sniper gun was equipped with a muffler to test the impact of the muffler on the gun.

Simple aiming, calibration and shooting continued until the sun went down, and then Li put away his equipment and returned to his official residence.

After dinner, Li checked the work of the government. As usual, the whole institution was like a huge and sophisticated machine, operating in an orderly manner. After understanding that he could not play much role even if he continued to stay here, Li left a message for his chief affairs officer and the Prime Minister, and then changed into a close-fitting combat uniform. After bringing enough weapons, ammunition and necessary luggage, Li went to his apron and stopped at the consul at any time. There will be a high-speed shuttle for the consul on the apron waiting for Lee's arrival.

"Copard, please take me to Texas Airport."

"Your Excellency, is this the Texas Airport in Texas?"

"Where else can it be?"

"I'm sorry, my adult, but Texas Airport is located in the center of the occupied area. I'm afraid it's no longer available."

"You don't need to land. I have an umbrella bag."

"But, my lord, it is a dangerous enemy-occupied area, and alien creatures are in it."

"I know where I'm going. Now you just need to carry out your orders, or I'll change someone who knows how to carry out orders to fly for me."

"I see, my lord."

In the night, it marks that the shuttle of the planet's consul quietly slid and disappeared into the vast night sky.

Sitting alone in the soft and comfortable cushion of the shuttle, Li put on a full-cover mask exclusive to the scouts, turned on the communicator, chose the exclusive channel of the regiment, and then said by radio: "Good job recruits and knights, welcome to Texas. This is the Lord of Ghosts, and I will replace you. Luo Lang in the rear took over the command of the front line and now asks your team to report your position and surrounding situation. Over."

"Hey, what's going on?" A voice in the headphones quickly responded, "Has our radio been invaded by the enemy? Impossible? Have you never heard that orcs can still play electronic warfare? This has never been said in the combat manual. Who can tell me where this is a ghost lord? Over."

"Is it Virgil?" Li smiled and asked, "Do you still have a runny nose?" Over."

When they met for the first time, in order to get to know his students quickly, and also let his students quickly understand himself, he took the initiative to incite the students and let them attack him in groups with weapons. Then he beat all his students down with his own hands, at least half of whom were seriously injured, and even Another one lost an arm and almost died of excessive blood loss. In that conflict, Virgil, who had the title of Black Knight, broke the bridge of his nose with his knee. Although it was cured, his nose was not controlled by the brain for a long time, and he always had a runny nose. Fortunately, Virgil's ability to fight was not bad, so no one dared to use this to grow up. The joke of the famous Black Knight Virgil.

There is only one exception, and only he can laugh at the black knight with a runny nose without scruples. That person is Li who personally interrupted Virgil's nose.

There was a silence in the headphones, and then soon there was a deep cheer.

"Oh, oh! It's the regimental commander!"

"The BOSS came. Is the BOSS cheering us up?"

"Ms. commander, why did you startle?"

"Okay, everyone, please maintain the radio order," Li said, "I repeat, I will be the supreme commander of the front line. Please ask a team member in the war zone to establish a communication with me and report your location and surrounding situation. Over."

"The cream bread team is lurking in the deep mountains of eastern Texas. It is full of green skin and has not yet caught fire with the enemy. It is under careful observation, and the location coordinates are in return. It's over." With the radio sound, an electronic map naturally appeared on Li's mask screen, and a small dot named Cream Bread flashed in a forest on the map.

"This is the Cream Candy Team. We are walking along the Continental Highway 301 in Texas. Do you know what we found? There is nothing. The whole road is clean as if it has been carefully cleaned by green skin, and not a car has been seen. I suspect that those green leathers have driven the cars away. Of course, I also doubt whether the orcs can drive. They don't look like they have enough IQ to drive. Location coordinates in return, over. Another bright spot flashed.

"This is the chocolate team. We are in Little Rock, Texas. There is no Little Rock anymore. It has become hell. The orcs executed everyone, the old man, the woman, the child, and there is no life left. I really want to eat these bastards alive! We are searching for survivors, hoping that the emperor will bless them. Over." Search for survivors? No, this is not the content of the task, and Li doesn't think that survivors can survive until now, but Li didn't want to oppose the decision made by the chocolate team for a while. In short, the third point on the map began to flash with anger.

"This is the black bread team, my lord. I'm Virgil. My nose was healed many years ago. My lord, can you stop laughing at me with this? Well, let's get down to business. We are in the university town of Texas, which has become a weapons factory. These not-so-so-smart orcs seem to be making weapons and using various raw materials to produce weapons. It's really amazing. I saw an orc with plastic cola bottles, printing paper, water spray guns and a stereo. Assembled a piranha gun. Well, I saw that he was using this weapon to launch piranhas at his companions. Oh, it must be very painful to be bitten by that thing. Of course, many orcs have found enough excellent raw materials to make powerful weapons. In a word, I'm a little confused. It looks like an orc's arsenal. I wanted to ask for a precision strike with a positioning missile, but now I don't know what to strike. These green skins seem to be able to assemble weapons with all kinds of garbage, and they are magically able to use. Well, not all of them can be used normally. It's a pity that the piranhas gun just had a big explosion. The position coordinates have been returned. That's it.

"This is the marshmallow team. Damn it, who named the team? I really want to strangle him!"

Suddenly, a group of supporters appeared on the radio.

"I feel the same way."

"Support!"

" second proposal!"

Virgil was more insidious. He directly told the secret: "It's Lancelot, this scum! He is not a reconnaissance soldier. He didn't take his part in this mission. He retaliated against us like this.

"Dry him to death!"

"Rancelot's little white face is dead."

"What a fucking white knight, what an asshole!"

"Okay, okay, I said, brothers, you are on the front line. Please keep the radio order. I don't object to you chatting on the radio, but you should change the channel. Marshmallow Squad, is it Sir Tigate?

"Yes, my lord."

"Well, it's your turn to report the situation."

"Yes, this is the marshmallow team. We are hiding on the hills outside the armory of the 9th Texas Army. Unfortunately, there is no 9th Army. The last battle should have happened six hours ago. The greens only sent a small team to clean the battlefield. It seems that the armory is the last battle place of the 9th Army. Confirm that The 9th Army has completed their task. Before their sacrifice, they completely blew up the general's armory according to the tactical manual, and greeted the men of the 9th Army. They fought to the end. The orcs are believing that those green orcs can't get anything in their hands... Oh, my emperor, what is that? Marshmallow No. 2, confirm the location at nine o'clock. Am I dazzled, or did I see hallucinations?

"Maybe the two of us had hallucinations at the same time, over."

"Marshmallow team, what do you see?" Li frowned and said, "Return as soon as possible!"

"That orc, he actually restarted a completely bombed tank with a fire on the engine. It's incredible. I'm very sure that the tank has been completely scrapped, and the green leather just kicked the tank, and the tank actually started and was still moving slowly, although it was very slow. But it's really moving. God, what kind of magic is this? The position of the engine of the tank is still on fire! Oh, God, the greens didn't put out the fire. They didn't expect to put out the fire at all. They actually took something to the flames for barbecue! No, it suddenly occurred to me that our enemy might have an armored force.

This is a very normal inference. Since the greens can start a very thorough tank that has been scrapped, the process is like starting an old-fashioned washing machine. Just kick it. And for the thorough use of waste, even the burning engine is used for barbecue. Then there are good reasons to believe that these green skins are fully capable of making full use of the armored weapons waiting to be repaired in the self-destructed arsenal of the 9th Army. Perhaps the armored weapons placed in the arsenal waiting to be repaired are not really broken, and can be started with just a kick.

"Marshmallow team? Have you finished the report? You haven't returned the coordinate position yet.

"Your Excellency, I'm sorry, I'm hesitating. Well, what should I say? I'm wondering if I should ask for a precise attack from the positioning missile and give it to the armory again, but what should I strike?"

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This is really a very troublesome thing, but this is not a problem for Sirgate alone. This is a problem that all armies fighting against green orcs will encounter, and even those spirit people who always look high will become overwhelmed before this situation.

If the orcs have any other advantages that deserve to be praised in addition to the frightening reproduction ability, it is their magical copycat ability, waste recycling ability and item transformation ability.

Although the green orcs are barbaric and vulgar, they often seem to be a little retarded, but they have a wonderful talent in mechanical engineering manufacturing. For example, if a delicate mechanical clock is broken, you take this broken mechanical clock to the mechanical priest of the mechanical god religion to repair it. The mechanical priest will first pray to the mechanical god, and then sing a "small mechanical repair prayer". If the mechanical god blesses it, sincerely say that sometimes the mechanical god will bless. Some mechanical priests sang a short "small mechanical repair prayer" and then the mechanical clock was like this. No, it was repaired by the mechanical god. Of course, most of the time, the mechanical god was busy. At this time, it was a serious test for the mechanical priest's technical template reserve, if it was not in his repair template. There is a clock option, so the mechanical priest can only try to repair it by himself. However, this is not advocated. If a bastard sues Mars for this mechanical priest, the priest will probably be punished a little. After all, the precision machinery is mysterious, and there is the spirit of the mechanical god in the machinery. It is so casually dismantled without reporting, approval and permission. However, it is undoubtedly a violation of discipline to dare to explore the mystery of machinery without authorization.

In the end, the mechanical priest will receive a verbal warning that is not recorded in the file. After all, he just dismantled a clock. As for whether your broken clock can be repaired, no, this is no longer your problem, because your mechanical clocks and watches no longer belong to you. Mechanical clocks have become important evidence of disciplinary violations and have been confiscated by the Mechanical God.

But if you give the clock to a green orc, it is very likely that he will eat it directly... If you tell him that this thing can't be eaten, what he eats is the clock you are going to let him repair for you. The orc will probably be in a bad mood at this time. 'Bastard shrimp, if you can't eat it, you should have said it earlier! What a nuisance!' So the orc will vomit your mechanical clock, and then the green skin will pick up the clock and knock it. If it doesn't work, it will be hammered vigorously, 'Oh, isn't it good? You see, I'm still walking. Xiao Xiami just likes to fool around. Take your things.' But at this time, I don't think you will reach out to get your things back.