Robinson nodded and continued, "Fox, Fox, this is M1. What is the traffic situation on Highway 1 today?"

After a burst of radio interference, another familiar voice sounded with a noisy roar, "The traffic condition of Highway 1 is good today. There is no traffic jam from the villa of target No. 1 to the Tobin Bridge, and there are relatively few vehicles. OVER."

Robinson looked up at the sky to the north and could vaguely see a helicopter hovering in the sky.

"M1, M1, this is Fox. The road condition is not a big problem. I am going to land at the target location now. We will contact each other again in ten minutes. OVER."

Robinson put down the radio, sorted out his weapons and other things again, then picked up a fishing rod with the radio, walked out of the cabin leisurely, sat at the stern and started fishing.

About four hundred meters east of this small yacht is the famous Tobin Bridge.

Ten minutes later, Fox's voice sounded again, "M1, M1, this is Fox, I have arrived at the target location and am waiting for the target vehicle to pass, OVER."

Another ten minutes later, "M1, M1, this is Fox, the target vehicle just passed here and is expected to enter the Tobin Bridge in another five minutes. Please be prepared, OVER."

Robinson nodded slightly and whispered, "Got it." Then he ended the call decisively.

He put away the fishing rod, walked into the cabin, and then placed the M21 sniper rifle on the dashboard. The glass window in front was opened a crack, which was just enough to allow the front of the gun barrel to be unobstructed.

He slightly adjusted the direction of the muzzle, then put his eyes close to the sniper scope, and the situation on the bridge was immediately clearly presented in the sniper scope.

The Tobin Bridge in front of you spans the Mystic River. It is also called the Mystic River Bridge. It is a double-deck cantilever truss bridge with a span of more than two miles. The longest and largest truss height is 115 feet. It looks very impressive from a distance. This bridge is currently the largest bridge in New England.

To the east of the bridge is where the Chelsea River and the Mystic River meet, and Massachusetts Route 1 passes over this bridge.

After waiting quietly for three or four minutes, a black extended Lincoln car appeared in the sniper scope. Through the high-magnification sniper scope, Robinson could clearly see the license plate number of the car on the yacht more than 400 meters away. It was exactly the target vehicle mentioned by Vulture.

Robinson stood up straight, twisted his neck slightly, took a deep breath, put his eyes close to the sniper scope again, and the muzzle of the gun began to turn slightly.

Robinson, who had 14 years of sniping experience, could clearly judge the speed of the car at this time - between 38 miles and 39 miles. Robinson was still very confident in his judgment. In fact, when he was a sniper during his service, most of the sniper targets were in motion, and there were very few stationary targets, so he had already developed the ability to judge the speed of the target - even better than a special speed meter.

Through the sniper scope, Robinson also saw the colorful flags fluttering on the bridge. By the direction and degree of the flags fluttering, he could clearly judge today's wind speed and direction - the wind speed was about four knots, and the wind direction was northeast by north.

There is a slight crosswind, but it's okay.

In just a few seconds, Robinson completed his assessment of the surrounding environment. He took a deep breath again, and his right hand, which was missing its little finger, ring finger and middle finger, grasped the trigger. The only remaining index finger on his right hand slowly reached into the trigger and gently pressed on the trigger.

The extended Lincoln's speed is about 39 miles per hour, which is about 62 kilometers in metric terms. This speed is actually very fast, but before carrying out this mission, Robinson had simulated shooting at this speed many times at the training base...wheels.

Because of the magnification of the sniper scope, the wheels appear to move very fast, but this does not pose a problem for Robinson. To shoot at such a small target moving at high speed, rhythm is a very critical factor.

After the cross mark in the sniper scope followed the right front wheel of the target vehicle for more than ten seconds, Robinson had mastered a rhythm.

He exhaled lightly, then took a steady breath. The cross mark on Robinson's sniper scope moved forward a little. Then, when the target wheel flashed past a vertical bridge, Robinson still pulled the trigger.

The silencer-equipped M21 sniper rifle made a sound that was barely louder than a fart, and then there was no more sound. Robinson had packed up his gun neatly, and then he pushed the accelerator and the yacht quickly turned a corner and headed upstream.

On the bridge, the right front wheel of the extended Lincoln suddenly exploded, and the car lost control, crashed through the steel guardrail of the bridge, and plunged into the river more than 30 meters above the bridge deck...