Chapter 81 One Thousand Meter Scope

There are no living creatures.

So what kind of long-range attack can we find?

Jingzhe followed her and asked, "Miss, even if we shoot at the mountain opposite, we may not be able to see clearly whether we hit it or not. How can we try?"

At this time, Jingzhe still knew how powerful the aiming mirror was.

Jing Lan was very excited. He climbed onto the roof, propped the sniper rifle's stand on the ground, and swiftly lay down, learning how to use it according to the analysis method on the diagram.

Xie Zhizhi also used it for the first time and climbed up to the roof. Seeing Jinglan's eagerness and exquisite profile, she smiled and said to them:

"Stare at the seemingly transparent mirror with one eye, then aim at the mirror to see if you can clearly see the mountains in the distance and the details on the ground. You can also adjust the magnification on the side."

Upon hearing this, Jingzhe followed Jinglan's example and lay down.

After listening to the young lady's words, Jing Lan completely understood what the light-transmitting small cylinder on the rifle was used for. She squinted her eyes and manipulated the camera with unfamiliarity, zooming in and out. The details shocked her and she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh! Young lady, I can see the streets of the imperial city below the mountain! Are you aiming at the point in the middle?"

"Stop, don't pull the trigger, just don't worry if you kill someone by mistake." Xie Zhizhi didn't lie down, but stood on the titanium alloy plate on the roof, holding the front half of the gun barrel with his left hand, pulling the trigger with his right hand, standing to the left, tilting his head, squinting, and looking at the world through the aiming mirror.

She kept moving the aiming lens left and right, adjusting the magnification, and zooming in and out of the scenery in the lens. She had studied how to use it in the space, and thought it would be useful soon, but she didn't expect Jing Lan to be so competitive.

In her field of vision, she could clearly see the frozen branches on the distant mountains. Her bright eyes suddenly fixed on the hailstone.

Xie Zhizhi opened the insurance policy swiftly.

There was a subtle click of the insurance policy.

He pulled the trigger. The rifle was silenced and there was no sound at all. The bullet was fired silently and hit the mountain opposite through the air.

While Jing Lan and Jing Zhe were still observing, they moved the aiming lens to the opposite mountain and saw a piece of hailstone suddenly exploded as if it had been hit by a strong impact, and the ice broke into pieces and flew everywhere.

A cold aura emanated from it that could be seen by others.

Xie Zhizhi stared at the broken hailstones in the distance through the aiming mirror and did not see the air emanating from the center of the hailstones.

I sighed in my heart, it was really so clear to see, there were several hundred meters between the two mountains, but I could actually see how many hailstones there were on the ground.

If it has passed the rifle test, there is no problem with regular use!

She said to them happily, "Try it now! You can see clearly within a thousand meters!"

Jingzhe and the other man were eager to give it a try.

"One thousand meters? That's really a thousand times more powerful than the spear on the battlefield!"

The lady took hail as her target, so they found a tree to try.

"Click"

"Click"

There was a slight sound of the safety being activated, and amid their nervous expressions, he pulled the trigger decisively!

The bullet was fired with a whoosh, and hit the mountain opposite in a second!

Xie Zhizhi still maintained a sideways posture, staring at the aiming mirror with one eye, and saw a tree on the opposite mountain suddenly exploded and shattered into pieces, with extremely strong destructive power!

This experiment was a great success!

Jing Lan suppressed his joy and caressed this amazing rifle lovingly. He really liked it: "Great! From now on, whenever someone comes down the mountain, we will be the first to know."

Jingzhe said nothing, staring at the aiming lens, lying on the ground without moving.

Xie Zhizhi tried many guns one after another, both long-range and close-range, aiming at a hailstone and shooting it, which she liked more than the Desert Eagle.

She was standing next to Jingzhe at this time, and suddenly noticed that Jingzhe's exposed jawline was a little tense.

What did Jingzhe see?

"Jingzhe? What's wrong?"

She tried to move the aiming lens to look at the place Jingzhe was staring at. The aiming lens swept across the mountains and trees in the distance, and finally saw a group of eighty or ninety people in the distance at the foot of the mountain.

They were all dressed in long, thick white robes and dark velvet hats. They looked like they were wearing autumn clothes in the cold winter as they walked towards their mountain.

Jing Zhe beside him became alert: "Miss, those people at the foot of the mountain look a bit like martial artists?"

She asked in confusion: "Why are you so nervous?"

Jing Lan explained to her: "The martial artists in the Jianghu often participated in the struggles of the royal family and even came to the imperial city. They only formed their own faction in the Jiangnan area. Suddenly a large group appeared. Jingzhe should think that there are too many people."

There are indeed a lot of people, almost a hundred.