354: Chapter 352: A Good Gun Plus Good Bullets Equals Miracle 354: Chapter 352: A Good Gun Plus Good Bullets Equals Miracle Jack’s rifle did not disappoint Gao Yang.
Gao Yang’s marksmanship did not disappoint Jack.
The sky was clear, utterly windless, with dry air—it was perfect shooting weather.
When Gao Yang shot from one hundred yards all the way to nine hundred yards, almost 800 meters, he did not miss once.
He aimed exclusively at the head of the human-shaped target, hitting it every time, while most 7.62mm caliber sniper rifles, whether semi-automatic or bolt-action, could no longer guarantee hitting the torso at that distance.
For a 7.62mm caliber rifle, using standard 7.62x51mm cartridges, eight hundred meters is the maximum effective range.
This limitation is not just due to the rifle, but also because the amount of propellant in the cartridge restricts the range.
No matter how good the rifle is, if the bullet isn’t powerful, it’s useless.
To achieve a longer range with the same caliber, you would need bullets like the .3006, which have a longer case and contain more propellant.
The advantage of the latest technology is that it can achieve a longer range with the same amount of propellant by improving the performance of the powder.
Coupled with newly designed bullet shapes for long-range shooting, Gao Yang can use the same 7.62x51mm bullets to achieve a range of thirteen hundred yards, which is 1188.72 meters, with superior accuracy even at this distance.
When shooting targets beyond nine hundred yards, Gao Yang switched to the new long-range bullets.
Shooting with a sniper rifle really isn’t as simple as it’s portrayed in the movies—just picking up the rifle and firing is impossible.
After switching to a new type of ammunition, he needed to at least reset the scope to zero and familiarize himself with the new bullet’s trajectory.
Since he was going to shoot at long range, Gao Yang set the zeroing distance at five hundred meters.
After reviewing the ballistic chart and re-familiarizing himself with it, Gao Yang adjusted the scope and took aim at the head of a human-shaped target eight hundred meters away and fired.
The distance was too far to see the target, even with Gao Yang and Jack using a telescope.
After the gunshot, the spotter’s excited voice came through the walkie-talkie very quickly.
“The bullet hit right between the eyebrows, amazing!
Hitting right between the eyebrows at a distance of nine hundred yards, am I dreaming?”
Hearing the spotter’s excited voice, Jack calmly responded through the walkie, “Buddy, the best rifle with the best bullets, this result is nothing.
Wait until you see a miracle happen with your own eyes.
Now we’re aiming at a thousand-yard target, get ready to reply promptly.”
Waiting until Jack had finished communicating with the spotter, Gao Yang said with disbelief, “I’m using a new rifle, and I just switched to an unfamiliar new bullet.
I thought it would take at least four or five shots before I could hit the target.”
Jack laughed and said, “Are you boasting about your own marksmanship?
Brother, your comment sounds a bit like bragging.
You should let me say it instead.
Alright, I’ll say it again.
You used a new rifle and completely unfamiliar bullets to hit the target between the eyebrows at nine hundred yards with one shot.
Impressive.”
Smiling sheepishly, Gao Yang said, “Brother, what I meant to say is that your rifle is awesome, incredibly awesome.”
At that moment, Yelena sincerely said, “Jack’s shooting is impressive, Gao, your marksmanship is also remarkable.
Now let’s see what else you can do.”
After the target scorer was in position, Gao Yang, with the ballistics chart in mind, began preparing to shoot at a target one thousand yards away.
Hitting the bull’s-eye at nine hundred yards definitely involved some luck, because at that distance, according to Jack’s statistics, the Blade of Satan’s spread should be about the size of an orange.
Although it was extremely precise, aiming for the center of the eyebrows would mean hitting the forehead or the eyes and nose was also completely normal.
On a windless day, without considering wind drift, Gao Yang’s shot at one thousand yards hit just below the left eye of the humanoid target, also an outstanding achievement.
When the distance was extended to one thousand three hundred yards, or nearly twelve hundred meters, the new long-range bullet’s speed had decreased tremendously, and the bullet trajectory was significantly curved.
This distance was effectively the limit for those bullets and the Blade of Satan.
The severe curvature of the trajectory naturally had a significant impact on accuracy.
Gao Yang’s shot at twelve hundred yards hit the head, which was still within controllable range.
However, adding another hundred yards, the steeply curved trajectory caused the bullet’s spread to be about the size of a football.
This was a super impressive precision, the limit that human engineering could achieve.
However, it was no longer sufficient to ensure a headshot.
Gao Yang fired ten shots; three hit the face’s lethal area, two hit the edge of the face, which wouldn’t cause severe damage to the enemy, and one hit the ear of the humanoid target.
Six hits out of ten shots at almost twelve hundred meters, to the head.
If such an achievement were spoken of, he would be cursed, for no one would believe it.
Hitting the head six out of ten times, but if it were the body, then it would be one hundred percent hits.
Beyond four hundred meters, Gao Yang basically would not choose to shoot at the head.
Thus, owning the Blade of Satan meant Gao Yang had a maximum effective range of twelve hundred meters.
This range, in combat, almost caught up with Cui Bo, who used a large-caliber anti-material sniper rifle.
Of course, Gao Yang’s achievement was made under optimal conditions.
If there were wind or other adverse weather conditions, it would be unlikely for Gao Yang to achieve such good results at the maximum range of twelve hundred meters.
At this distance, it was ultimately the domain of the 12.7mm large caliber bullets.
Gao Yang continuously fired forty shots at a distance of twelve hundred meters.
While getting accustomed to his new rifle, he also indulged in the thrill of ultra-long-range shooting.
The chest area of the human silhouette target was riddled with holes, and several places had been turned into one large gap.
Not yet satiated, Gao Yang was thinking of changing the magazine to continue shooting when he heard Jack laugh, “Buddy, I only bought a thousand of these bullets.
I used about seven hundred to measure the trajectory, and now you’ve already shot sixty rounds.
Since these bullets aren’t mass-produced yet and this twenty-four-dollar-a-shot ammunition won’t have a large production volume, the new order I placed won’t arrive until early next year at the fastest.
In other words, you only have a bit more than two hundred rounds left for use before next year.”
Upon hearing this, Gao Yang paused for a moment, then immediately unloaded the magazine filled with long-distance bullets.
He was joking.
These long-range bullets were treasures.
Having mastered the trajectory was enough.
If he wasted all the bullets in training and couldn’t buy new stock later, Gao Yang would be devastated.
Gao Yang replaced the magazine with one hand-loaded by Jack, planning to shoot at the one-thousand-meter target to regain the feel of long-distance shooting when he suddenly felt a breeze.
Jack also obviously noticed the wind and said to Gao Yang, who was lying on the ground, with a smile, “Brother, fancy a challenge?
Let’s shoot at a thirteen hundred-yard target in the wind.
Whoever loses buys the other a year’s supply of beer.” (To be continued.
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