Bang!

A black shadow swayed at the stern rudder, fell down, broke through the barrier, pulled out a scream, and fell into the sea.

Ding Xiaoyi quickly pulled the gun and sat down, pulled out the short blade nailed to the sampan, and drew the word "一" on one side of the butt stock. In front of the word "一" had been marked with two "一" characters.

The small sampan turned around, left the thunderous pirate, and quickly paddled back, and in a blink of an eye it dissolved into the night.

This is the third night of sniping. Ding Xiaoyi's score is two plus one, and sniping eleven people in total: only two were killed on the first night, four were killed on the second night, and five were tonight.

The harsh and special environment often urges people to grow up and even encourages them to grow. Ding Xiaoyi, an ordinary fisherman, has gone from contacting guns to practicing shooting hard to actual snipers, but in just one and a half months, she has been in full swing under the dual forces of internal factors (hard practice + talent) and external factors (environmental urging).

Looking at the girl's face that had been thinner and red with red eyes, Zhao Lie admired and felt distressed, and reached out to pat Ding Xiaoyi's arm: "There are some brown crystals in Chen Yi's treasures. I'll choose some top-quality products and let the jeweler polish a pair of windscreens for you."

Ding Xiaoyi rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands: "What is a windscreen?"

Zhao Lie's hands were concave into a nest and compared to his eyes: "It's something to protect his eyes."

The bird gun, that is, the flintlock rifle, has a defect that cannot be ignored, that is, the damage to the shooter's eyes. The flint knocks on the cover of the fire door and generates a large amount of sparks to ignite the urging medicine in the medicine room. The burning and smoke produced by the urging medicine is a bad stimulus to the human eye. Over time, it will cause various eye diseases. Therefore, soldiers from various countries who used flintlock rifles in the early days closed their eyes when they fired, which is also a reason for the low hit rate of the flintlock rifle.

Ding Xiaoyi is a sniper. She has to open her eyes throughout the shooting, and she has to focus on aiming through the scope. She can't close her eyes at all, nor has she no sense of protection in this regard.

Zhao Lie thought of the explosion-proof glasses he wore when shooting at the shooting range. Although it is impossible to make such glasses these days, it is still feasible to use crystals to polish a pair of windproof glasses. Wearing such glasses is both wind-proof and smoke-proof, and the brown glasses can filter for dazzling and brightness, which can be said to be the standard for flintlock rifle snipers.

Ding Xiaoyi still didn't understand why, but it didn't prevent her from nodding happily. She just thought to herself: "Brother Zhao must be talking about good things. He wants to give them to me, and I want them to do so."

In addition to Zhao Lie, Ding Xiaoyi and four boatmen, this time, there was another "intern" - Hei Wan.

Ding Xiaoyi told Zhao Lie that this black boy was very interested in sniper operation. Every time the sniper was over, he would always circle around her, constantly ask questions, ask questions, and beg for gun tests.

Zhao Lie was amused when he heard this. This black pill was simply a natural sniper. Why do you say that? First, Black pill has excellent eyesight, and he is the one who is looking at the enemy at the moment. Second, his hidden advantage is too obvious. As long as you close your eyes and squat in the corner, you can't find it if you don't get close to it.

As a result, Heimaru became the first teenage warrior in the orphan group.

Before the action, Kuromaru was told that he could only bring a pair of eyes and a pair of ears. The clearer he could see and the clearer he could hear, the faster he would have the chance to touch the gun.

Seeing Heimao holding on all the way, he opened his mouth several times but did not dare to speak, Zhao Lie smiled and said, "The mission tonight is completed, and you can ask questions."

As a black guy, Heimao didn't know what kind of politeness was. Once allowed, he immediately asked: "I heard from the youngest guy that his hunting rifle was three consecutive shots, fast and fierce. Zhao Daren's long and short shots were seven consecutive shots, which was even more amazing. He said that Sister Xiao Yi's gun was slow and bad, and she only worked as a bird... Why don't you use these good guns? And use a bad gun to snipe?"

"What is a bad gun?!" Ding Xiaoyi was angry, "This little bastard is talking bad about my gun behind his back all day long. Next time he will gossip, just tell him, saying that my sister is comparing and shooting with him, and it will take fifty steps away to see who will knock down whom?

Zhao Lie snorted a puff - the imitation shotgun is also a smoothbore gun like a bird gun. The effective range of the No. 12 shotgun used is only more than twenty steps (about 30 meters). Fifty steps, the scattering point of lead beads (the shotgun bullet is made of lead) is larger than a house, and the hit rate depends on the character. The distance of fifty steps is the best range of the shotgun. At this distance, he bought Ding Xiaoyi to win.

Ding Xiaoyi's sniping distance in the past few days has been more than 60 steps, and twice has even reached seventy steps, which is equivalent to a distance of more than ninety meters. At such a long distance, even the genuine black stars and revolvers in Zhao Lie, whose range is farther than the hunting rifle, are powerless. Even the sharpshooter fed countless bullets on the shooting range may have the possibility of off-target. As for imitation guns, due to the limitation of firing drugs (black gunpowder), it cannot be compared with regular military products (yellow gunpowder), so the initial speed, range, and penetration power are much worse. In terms of effective range alone, it is the same as the hunting rifle, and it is good to hit thirty or forty meters.

The advantage of hunting rifles and pistols lies in their rapid strikes at close range, while the advantage of bird guns lies in their long-distance name.

Modern guns have the advantages of modern guns. Ancient guns have the advantages of ancient guns. They have shorter rules and inches. They choose their length and follow them.

Heimao was confused and said oh.

Zhao Liexiao asked: "Is there any problem?"

Kuromaru hesitated to look at the big ship that was pulling sails in the distance: "The pirates also have sampans, will they catch up with us?"

Zhao Lie smiled and held the gun bag behind him: "I really hope that the pirates will catch up on the sampan, but unfortunately, the pirate leader will not be stupid."

...

Zhao Lie guessed right. Chen Yi had thought of sending several sampans to defend or pursue them, and then facing the opponent's sharp weapons, the fewer people were sent but only delivering vegetables, and more people were sent. But he said that there were not many people to send, and even if there were still, a small sampan could not hold many people.

Watching the small sampan go away, unable to catch up with it, and dare not approach the merchant ship, for fear of another enhanced thunder, and the entire ship will be taken down by the fire... If Chen Yi and Li Hao knew that the "thunder" they feared was out of stock, they were simply scaring themselves, and they didn't know if they would regret it and slapped themselves.

When Chen Yi learned that another helmsman had been killed, he was furious: "If there were crossbows or carts, I rushed over and sank the broken ship. How could they be so arrogant! He is hateful, hateful..."

As Chen Yi said, if his warship was equipped with bed crossbows or cannons, the merchant ship would be a living target and would ravage whatever he wanted. But he gave up heavy weapons in order to pursue speed, and now he regretted it.

Li Hao, an old pirate who has been mingling at sea for many years and often climbs up and down barefoot, will wear the standard armor of hundreds of households. This Mongolian armor is named after the circle of disc-shaped vertical strips on the neck.

He had never heard of pirates wearing armor, but Li Hao could not care about this much. It was easy to hide from open guns, but it was hard to prevent them. He didn't want to be fooled by a projectile flying from the darkness of the sea in a dark night and fed the fish.

At this moment, Chen Yi and Li Hao, the brothers in distress, are complaining to each other.

Chen Yi complained in a violent manner, and Li Hao was much more normal. He was frowning at this moment: "The helm is in the helm, three days, and eleven brothers have been broken in just three days. No one dares to look at the night, turn the mob and lift the sails. This morale, alas... and that damn plotter specializes in the helmsman. We have killed four helmsman one after another, and there are not many helmsman left. If this continues, what is the difference between a ship that no one drives and a broken merchant ship..."

Over the past three days, eleven people have been attacked one after another. It seems that there are not many, but the death threat that a projectile can fly in the dark can drive people crazy and the blow to morale is no less than the previous two defeats. Chen Yi appreciated the horror of sniper for the first time. If this continues, it is really hard to say who will trap whom.

Finally, Li Hao breathed a sigh of relief and advised: "The helm can't continue like this."

"Why, brothers have any complaints?" Chen Yi raised his eyes and seemed to ask the brothers, but in fact he had other words.

Li Hao smiled bitterly: "Brothers have some complaints, but... the one who really complains is God."

Chen Yi was stunned: "How do you say this?"

Li Hao looked worried: "In the evening, I saw the sky, the clouds were like scales, and the flames were burning. There will be a storm in the near future. The helm, whether to go or stay or stay, we can decide as soon as possible, we can't stand it."

Chen Yi was shocked and thrust his body: "Take it serious?"

Li Hao nodded solemnly: "I dare not joke like this with the helm."

Chen Yi leaned heavily into the back of the chair and the storm was coming!

The cabin was silent for a long time, and the sea breeze suddenly became sharp. The pane was pushed away by a strong force. The candle suddenly faded and the cabin suddenly fell into darkness.

Chen Yi's hoarse voice sounded: "This is the hardest bone that I, Chen Yi, has encountered in the years of wandering around the rivers and seas. I am still stuck in my throat... Now, it's time to spit it out."

Li Hao seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and responded with apologies: "The big helm is very determined. Since you can't swallow it, it's better to spit it out..."

Li Hao's voice was interrupted roughly, and Chen Yilang-like howl came from the darkness: "Spray it out-chew it again!"
Chapter completed!