Chapter 1484: Chapter 1533: Sniper God
The M82A1 semi-automatic sniper rifle uses a short recoil operation mechanism, with a semi-automatic firing mode. The short recoil operation principle was developed by the famous firearm designer John M. Browning, and Barrett modified this principle to make it suitable as the automatic operation for shoulder-fired weapons. The receiver is divided into two parts (upper and lower), made of thin steel plates stamped and then fixed with cross bolts. The barrel has fluting to accelerate heat dissipation and reduce weight and is equipped with an efficient large muzzle brake. The M82A1 can be quickly disassembled into three parts: the upper receiver, the lower receiver, and the bolt carrier. The adjustable bipod of the M82A1 is interchangeable with the M60 machine gun, and the grip is interchangeable with the M16A2 rifle. The M82A1 can be equipped with a telescopic sight and a folding mechanical sight for use if the optical sight is damaged.
Li Yifei took the gun, spent a few dozen seconds checking it thoroughly, confirming the stability of the weapon and other decisive factors, and then carried the gun to a spot behind a rock.
Carefully observing, the effective range of this gun is about 1500 meters. A .50 caliber bullet has the potential to be lethal at 6800 meters, but it requires a cannon-like firing method (a muzzle angle exceeding 30°). The 6800 meters is only for reference when constructing a shooting range. Such a distance is enough for Li Yifei to shoot bullets at the body of a person lurking on the opposite side.
Because by his estimate, the distance from here to the opponent is less than a thousand meters, maybe even only eight hundred meters, and this refers to the distance from Li Yifei’s position to the position of the opponent sniper.
Therefore, Li Yifei was very confident.
Li Yifei was even more confident in firearms than in his martial arts, as if he had a natural sense of control over them, so the moment he gripped the gun, his confidence started to surge.
This gun is automatic continuous fire, and after eliminating factors such as recoil, theoretically, as long as Li Yifei can endure it, he can shoot continuously, unlike some games where after firing once with a Barrett, there is a need to load bullets.
After all, games are games, designed for game effects, but now, Li Yifei was out to kill, to see blood.
Koboto Kobayashi’s men continued to shout, but the opposing side didn’t dare to come out. Li Yifei gestured to Koboto Kobayashi, who hurriedly ran over, and with a quick glance from Li Yifei, immediately ducked down.
"In a moment, I will snipe, have your men ready to charge. If they can’t rush up this time, you can’t say I didn’t help you," Li Yifei said in a deep voice.
Koboto Kobayashi nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I’ll get them ready now, this time we must take it down."
Gang battles developing to the point of using heavy weaponry is rarely seen in civilized places around the world, only in places like Japan, where gangs have existed for hundreds of years. Li Yifei patted the gun barrel, calculating the key points in his mind.
Long-range sniping requires attention to many things. Distance is paramount; in long-range shooting, the calculation of the bullet trajectory’s pitch angle becomes especially important. At a distance of 800+ meters, even a deviation of half a degree can cause the bullet to miss the target. Secondly, wind drift adjustment is equally crucial. Even a slight breeze, if not corrected, can blow the bullet off course. Temperature plays a role too, with lower temperatures causing the impact point to be lower and vice versa.
Humidity affects how early a trajectory drops—the higher the humidity, the earlier the drop, and vice versa. Altitude can be considered a combination of humidity and temperature, with a bit of pressure influence added. There’s also bullet drift, which is usually only touched upon briefly in sniper courses at many US infantry schools without detailed discussion. When Li Yifei fought in the Middle East, he saw many terrorists with broken left arms, mostly injured by snipers. The reason is simple: army snipers love long-distance shots but don’t understand drift correction. They generally aim for the chest, but due to drift, the bullet hits the left arm. Drift is the bullet deviating toward its rotation direction during its spin. Within 800 meters, it’s generally not considered; within 1000 meters, the effect is minimal unless precise shooting is required. However, beyond 1000 meters, as the bullet nears its effective range, the flight speed decreases significantly but still spins rapidly, making the drift effect considerable, even exceeding that of wind, necessitating detailed calculation and correction.
Then there are subjective factors: shooting posture, actions when holding the gun and pulling the trigger, breathing rate, whether the eye is focused on the reticle’s focal point when aiming (which can be corrected through parallax adjustment, as it’s almost impossible for the average person to align their eye so precisely), and so on. Only by considering all these factors can you achieve perfect long-range sniping.
You need to pay attention to so many things to ensure that each shot you fire achieves the desired effect.
If an experienced instructor were to observe Li Yifei’s every move, they might find some faults, but if a veteran who has been on numerous battlefields and faced countless life-and-death situations were to watch, they’d find nothing more precise.
Every action is aimed at maximizing output, achieving the most precise range, and so on.
The opposition is not unprepared. In this short time, they have already tentatively fired three shots, but the downside is that their sniper rifle’s range is inadequate, and their sniper is somewhat lacking in skill, meaning all three shots had significant deviations, though they hit a vehicle hood without causing any damage.
Five minutes later, Li Yifei fired his first shot. He had taken his time aiming, and for this first shot, Li Yifei must ensure a hit.
After a loud bang, on the small hill afar, one of Motoharu’s subordinates, who had just poked his head out to fire another shot, suddenly had his head blown apart by the large-caliber bullet. Under the massive kinetic energy, it drilled into his head and instantly blew it apart.
There was another sniper next to him, who just seconds ago was joking and discussing dreams for the future. Suddenly, his partner’s head exploded, and the body tumbled down.
The sniper beside him was so terrified; his intact colleague had just burst, and he screamed in horror, abandoning his gun.
At this moment, he made a sniper’s mistake, or rather a very serious battlefield mistake, which was also the last mistake of his life.
When attacked, instead of immediately hiding behind cover, he stood up and ran, thus another sniper bullet flew over, spinning as it hit his chest cavity, and with enormous kinetic energy, this sniper’s body instantly flew sideways, breaking in half in mid-air.
It was a tragic sight, and the person died instantly, with no chance of survival.
Koboto Kobayashi was watching the scene through binoculars and immediately jumped up, slapping his thigh. Li Yifei was so cool, worthy of being the Golden Eagle. With these two consecutive hits, he had dealt with two enemy snipers, solving two major problems.
These two snipers were both retired special forces soldiers hired by Motoharu, who had previously sniped Koboto Kobayashi’s two subordinates, making him gnash his teeth in anger. Li Yifei came and cleaned them up, and one of them was hit while moving, which was even more difficult.
Koboto Kobayashi’s subordinates were all inspired, each showing delight.
Despite their compatriots being slaughtered, these people showed signs of pleasure. Li Yifei glanced at them and didn’t want to say anything.
On Motoharu’s side, hearing Li Yifei had come made Motoharu restless, pacing back and forth in the room. The name Li Yifei was terrifying, and remembering how he almost died under Li Yifei’s gun a few days ago gave Motoharu a soul-shattering feeling.
Just now, his subordinates reported that Li Yifei had indeed arrived, and Koboto Kobayashi’s people weren’t bluffing. Motoharu was thoroughly panicked.
But, he had no way out, so he could only endure it now, not daring to even think of regret.
After some frenzy, Motoharu called over a few trusted aides, gave them orders, and told them to hold their positions. Just then, he heard a gunshot followed by cries of agony on his side.
Not only that, when Motoharu ran outside, he saw a headless person fall from the mountain, landing several dozen meters away.
"How is this possible?" Motoharu stared blankly as his subordinates reacted, hurriedly grabbing him and dragging him back into the building.
A few seconds later, a bullet hit the spot where Motoharu had just stood, exploding a clump of debris from the concrete ground, scattering the surrounding dozen or so people in panic.
The opponent had an extremely powerful sniper, which was the deadliest threat because none of them stayed within a safe distance. Once sniped, it meant death.
Dragged back into the building by his subordinates, hiding in a safe place, Motoharu suddenly realized, stomping the ground and shouting, "Quick, quickly have the snipers counterattack, shoot, regardless of the consequences."
If it escalates, worst comes to worst, run to another country, Motoharu now didn’t care about the consequences.
There were a total of four sniper rifles, six or seven mediocre snipers, and Li Yifei instantly took out two, then continued to fire repeatedly, the muzzle moving, bullets pouring out.
In Koboto Kobayashi’s mind, he thought snipers had to aim for a long time, then shoot and take out one, then aim again for a long time. He had never seen someone like Li Yifei, who turned a sniper rifle into a machine gun, as if the people opposite were standing in a row, and as long as he fired, he could hit people.
And in fact, Li Yifei indeed achieved this. In a short time, he fired ten shots, hitting nine people; among the nine, only one person fortunately got hit in the leg, with the bullet slightly deviating, considered extremely lucky to survive.
As for the others, they weren’t so lucky, all went to meet Yama, no, for the Japanese people, it should be to meet Amaterasu Okami.
God of Death! Koboto Kobayashi secretly wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, his large forehead already covered with sweat beads. Even if not the opponent, he now didn’t dare to breathe heavily.