Without much explanation for the doubts of Wen Lin and the two, Qin Xuan directly asked them about the basic use of sniper rifles.
Seeing that things had come to this, Wen Lin and the two had no choice but to teach him.
So, the two seriously explained to Qin Xuan how to use a sniper rifle and what to pay attention to when shooting.
With his extraordinary understanding and strong memory, Qin Xuan quickly grasped the usage of the sniper rifle.
However, no matter how fast he learned, Wen Lin still did not hold out any hope for his sniping results.
After all, the glare of the searchlight was too dazzling. Even if Qin Xuan had excellent shooting talent and keen eyesight, he couldn't aim at the target, and therefore couldn't hit it.
Following Wen Lin's instructions, Qin Xuan lay steadily on the ground, his eyes looking through the scope at Wu Mijun below.
As Wen Lin had said, there was only the blinding light of the searchlight in the scope, and nothing else could be seen.
However, this was all within Qin Xuan's expectations.
Didn't he just need to determine the target's location?
What was so difficult about that?
He silently switched his Inner Voices of All Things to text mode, and a large amount of text appeared in the scope.
Searchlight: Look, everyone, I can shoot really far!
Military Truck: So damn heavy, I'm overloaded again today!
Military Uniform: This person smells too much, doesn't he know to change his clothes every day?!
Military Cap: Damn, so much hair oil, puking!
Found them!
Seeing the inner voices of these items, Qin Xuan's lips curved into a smile.
Using inner voices to determine the location of objects was a skill he had learned long ago.
Previously, he could only use it to locate objects at close range.
But his recent training had further enhanced his senses.
Even objects and inner voices hundreds of meters away could be clearly perceived by Qin Xuan.
This indirectly expanded his range of hearing inner voices.
Finding the right angle, Qin Xuan immediately aimed the crosshairs at the military cap.
Then, based on the inner voice of the crosshairs, he slightly adjusted the shooting angle.
His finger pulled the trigger, and a sharp sound instantly rang out, followed by a whistling sound through the air.
This sniper rifle was equipped with a silencer.
The sharp sound just now was the sound of the gunshot after being muffled by the silencer.
Unlike the complete silence in games, this sound was still quite piercing.
What the heck, he actually fired immediately?
Wen Lin and Lin Qiang exchanged glances, their faces filled with disbelief.
If it weren't for Qin Xuan's somewhat clumsy shooting operation, they would have thought he was lying to them.
However, just as they were amazed by Qin Xuan's shooting talent, something even more shocking happened.
As Qin Xuan pulled the trigger, a commotion instantly erupted among Wu Mijun in the distance.
Although they couldn't hear clearly due to the distance, they could infer some information from the occasional fragments of conversation that drifted over.
When the two integrated the fragmented information they heard and got the answer, their first reaction was.
Are you kidding me?
Because Qin Xuan's shot had hit its mark.
Not only did it hit, but the person who was shot seemed to be some kind of official.
This was a bit too outlandish.
Someone who had never touched a sniper rifle, after learning the basic operation for only five minutes, could hit someone with a single shot?
Who would believe this if it were told?
However, even so, Lin Qiang still informed Qin Xuan of the result.
When Qin Xuan heard that it was only an injury, he couldn't help but feel regret.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Xuan once again aimed at the next person wearing a military cap.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
With each shot, Qin Xuan's operation became more and more proficient.
Holding his breath, pulling the bolt, and shooting, his movements were as smooth as an experienced sniper, leaving the two onlookers stunned.
Qin Xuan was having a blast on the hotel rooftop, while Wu Mijun below, who were the targets, were in chaos.
The reason was simple.
Just a moment ago, the newly arrived general had been ambushed by a sniper rifle.
His left forearm was instantly shattered, and the man himself fainted from the intense pain.
After that, several more soldiers were shot and fell.
And all of them were shot in the head.
What could be done?
The gunshots grew more frequent, and more soldiers were shot in the head.
Could it be that there was a sniper team on the other side?
The deputy officer thought it was increasingly wrong and quickly ordered all soldiers to drive back two thousand meters.
Why two thousand meters?
Because the effective range of most sniper rifles was within two thousand meters. Beyond that, they could no longer cause effective damage.
However, just as the communicator was about to relay the deputy officer's order, a weak, gritted voice came from the rear.
"Do not retreat..."
"Charge in for me!"
The speaker was, of course, Sheng Ming.
He had woken up and was propping himself up with his right hand.
At the same time, his face turned pale and red.
Pale, because his forearm was gone and he had lost too much blood.
Red, because the blood was rushing to his head, and he was furious.
"But there's a sniper on the roof!" the deputy officer retorted, "And more than one."
"Then use human lives to pile up!" Sheng Ming roared, taking off his hat with his only right hand and throwing it at the deputy officer.
The deputy officer reluctantly obeyed and could only have the communicator relay the order according to Sheng Ming's wishes.
"The other side is preparing to charge, let's go down!"
After knocking down another soldier, Qin Xuan also saw the movements of Wu Mijun.
He immediately informed Wen Lin of this news, and Wen Lin used the walkie-talkie to inform his teammates in the hotel.
Since someone was charging towards the hotel, Qin Xuan could no longer snipe from the rooftop.
After all, the enemy was numerous, and it would definitely be faster to shoot them with machine guns and rifles than to take them down one by one with a sniper rifle.
Handing the sniper rifle to Lin Qiang, Qin Xuan returned to his room alone and took out the rifle he had previously obtained from the Wu Mi guards.
He had fiddled with this thing for so long, and now, he finally had a chance to use it!
When Qin Xuan and the other two, armed with rifles, arrived on the second floor, the first batch of Wu Mijun had already broken in.
Seeing them, why would the three of them be polite to the enemy?
They released the safety and immediately unleashed a barrage of fire.
But the enemy's numbers were simply too great.
Even though Qin Xuan and his companions had the advantage of terrain, they were still struggling to cope.
Especially Qin Xuan, he didn't have many bullets in his rifle. After emptying a few rounds, he quickly ran out of ammunition.
In desperation, he had to shout over the gunfire to Wen Lin and the others, "Can you let the enemy come a bit closer before you shoot?"
"I need to get some bullets from them!"
When Wen Lin heard Qin Xuan's question, he also shook his head and replied loudly, "That's unrealistic!"
"There are too many of them. If we slow down our firepower, they'll push through in no time."
"At that point, let alone picking up bullets, you'll probably be shot dead by stray bullets the moment you poke your head out!"
Damn, this is so difficult?
Qin Xuan was extremely frustrated and couldn't help but fire a few more shots at the soldiers opposite.
Just as he was at a loss for what to do about the ammunition crisis, a voice suddenly caught his attention (according to the setting, the Inner Voices of All Things take precedence over other noises, so Qin Xuan could hear the inner voices of other things amidst the gunfire).
Grenade: Hehe, I'm a bit nervous because it's my first explosion, 5...4...