My Stall Sells Only Restricted-Level Items Novel! - Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Consecutively Firing a Sniper Rifle

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Ron sneered. “He’s—you’re not fit to meet him. Well, since I’m here today, I’ll give you a chance—

If anyone here can defeat me, I will let the person behind me meet you. ”

All the men in black looked at each other in disbelief.

Ron and the others had already done a thorough investigation. It was just a small stall owner. How could he have any military power?

The reason why he hadn’t abducted Ron in the first place was because he’d been putting up a smoke screen. He didn’t want the outside world to know the true purpose of their organization.

Secondly, he was afraid that Ron really had some sort of background that he shouldn’t have offended.

Sean frowned and said after a long silence, “Okay, then I’ll see what you can do, Mr. Ron.”

“However, this is the era of firearms. If it was just a competition, it would be impossible to see through a person’s real capability.

Sean gestured to the men in black to untie Mary and Smith’s family.

Mary looked horrified. “Ron, what are you doing here?”

“If I didn’t come, you would have died.”

Ron said.

“Is it him who wants you here?” Mary said.

“Him!?”

Ron froze.

Suddenly, it dawned on Ron that Mary was probably talking about the person who had saved her that night.

Ron laughed bitterly to himself. Wouldn’t this silly girl think that the man was right in front of her?

However, Mary’s words made Sean and the rest pay more attention to her.

Smith was reunited with his family, but he looked at Ron with guilt and concern for their future.

Together, dozens of people arrived at a shooting range.

This underground space was really big. If not for the unnatural light, it would have been no different from the outside world.

“Mr. Ron, the target distance can be adjusted. It’s at most 800 meters from the sniper rifle.

“We can use any type of gun. We have a limit of ten shots. The more shots we have, the better.”

It had to be said that Sean was an extremely intelligent person, but when Ron suggested the competition, he was shocked.

Since Ron had suggested it, he must have some confidence.

Although he had good reason to believe that his men would definitely win against Ron.

However, he was still worried. He was most worried about the person behind Ron.

When he entered the secret base earlier, he had seen the corrosive liquid that looked like a green arrow.

He believed that at least this person was Ron’s helper, and he had yet to show himself. This was full of unknowns.

Therefore, from another perspective, if there was no real need, he did not want to fight with Ron.

At that moment, a man in black walked out from behind Sean.

His eyes were emotionless, like a machine.

“Desert Eagle, 120 meters target.”

Smith and Mary both gasped.

The effective shooting range of the Desert Eagle was 80 meters. If it exceeded 80 meters, it would be affected by the wind direction and other factors.

Even though it only increased by tens of meters, it was too difficult to hit the bullseye and the target.

But the bullseye moved to a designated distance.

The man in black picked up the Desert Eagle and fired seven shots.

Then, he quickly replaced the magazine and fired three more shots.

A few seconds later, a string of words appeared on the screen.

“Congratulations, you’re a sharpshooter. Seven shots, 60 points.”

Mary and Smith stared.

Sean smiled.

Because there were only seven shots, the maximum number was 70.

On the other hand, the man in black managed to get 60 points. This was already a very impressive result.

Most importantly, the man could ignore the powerful recoil of the Desert Eagle.

If the man in black had used this Desert Eagle to fight with the real enemy, he would probably have killed 6-7 people in such a short time.

“Mr. Ron, it’s your turn.”

Ron walked right up to a Barrett.

Barrett:

Sniper rifle.

Effective shooting range: 800 meters.

The king of snipers.

There was no need for Ron to say anything. A man in black had prepared another cartridge for Ron.

Barrett was a five-shot cartridge.

The recoil of this gun was so strong that if it did not disperse the force when it was fired, the shoulder blade of the person firing will get broken.

…

Move the target to 1,500 meters.

…

The smile on Sean’s face instantly disappeared, and was replaced by a pair of wide eyes.

Even the cold man in black looked at Ron.

He must be a fool.

Barrett’s effective range was 800 meters, and it could indeed shoot more than 1,500 meters.

However, this was a f*cking sniper rifle. Even if it was a shooting range of 800 meters, if he could hit all ten targets, he would have won against the man in black.

There were many factors to consider when it came to sniping. Wind direction, resistance, even light and temperature would affect the direction of the bullet.

When Ron came up, he wanted to adjust the target to 1,500 meters. Did he want to miss all 10 shots?

Looking at the stunned crowd, Ron said, “What, 1,500 meters too close? Let’s adjust it to 1,800 meters, then.”

“I…”

Everyone was numb and did not know what to say.

Was he playing?

But is this really a time and place to fool around?

Sean forced a smile and waved his hands at his subordinates. Then he said, “Mr. Ron, you’re really bold. At such a distance, if Mr. Ron can shoot five shots on the target, then Mr. Ron wins.”

The person who had used the Desert Eagle earlier nodded silently.

Ron glanced at them.

Then, without even the goggles, he installed a cartridge.

Then, boom boom boom boom—

Five shots were fired.

This operation made the eyes of many men in black light up.

To be able to fire five consecutive shots of Barrett without stopping, regardless of whether he hit the target or not, this stability was not something an ordinary person could achieve.

Ron didn’t give them time to react. He replaced the cartridges.

Another five shots were fired without any pause.

Then he stood up without saying anything.

“F*ck, is this a game?”

“Shooting a sniper rifle feels like shooting a submachine gun. What is going on?”

This was what everyone was thinking.

But—

Just as Sean was about to speak.

A line of red words suddenly flashed across the screen.

“Congratulations, you actually hit all the bullseye 100 points. You’re really a sharpshooter!”

The red words on the big screen repeated three times before stopping.

Everyone felt their hearts stop.

The man in black who was competing with Ron looked at him like a venomous snake.

“Consider this my win.”

Sean did not say anything. He could not believe that this was real. There must be something wrong with the target.

Therefore, he took out the telescope and realized that there were indeed fine pits on the bullseye 1,800 meters away.