200m: 20%

250m: 6%

300m: 0.42%

The distance seemed to extend. It actually appeared three hundred meters.

In later generations, there seems to be articles saying that the ballistics of the Type 38 rifle are relatively stable and there is a possibility of hitting within 600 meters.

In layman's terms, as long as you can see you, you can hit you.

Of course, this is a theory.

In fact, whether this is the case remains to be verified.

Another rifle with relatively stable ballistics is Mosinnagan, and it is a sniper rifle installed with a scope.

As for the famous 98k... I don’t want to mention it. The chicken-eating game is so famous.

For some reason, the momentum suddenly came up.

Three hundred meters away!

I was excited to think about it...

Exit the 026 Logistics Warehouse.

Put the cotton pocket containing the heavy Hesaka rifle bullet aside and prepare to enter again.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong.

Strange, what's in it?

When I opened it, I saw that there were six steamed buns. They were still hot and soft.

Suddenly I realized it.

It turns out that this thing is also a consumable!

For some reasons, at the beginning of the design of the different dimension space, the treatment of consumables was not taken into account, and it would recover when it came to the outside world.

I thought that only bullets were like this before. I didn’t expect that even white steamed buns were.

But why isn't a beer bottle?

"Because you didn't hit." The system replied coldly.

"Oh!" Yang Yue looked embarrassed.

Been hit again.

Fortunately, I am thick-skinned.

I understand. I will have the opportunity to drink in the future.

As long as you can hit it once, you can get a reward for a bottle of beer. Oh my, you still have to work hard to practice your marksmanship!

Enter the 026 logistics warehouse again.

Sure enough, the previous fatigue and pain completely disappeared.

It feels like the whole person has been reinstalled. Except for the data, all other attributes are refreshed.

Continue to practice shooting.

Continue to use the Type 38 rifle.

"Pu hook!"

"Pu hook!"

The monotonous gunshots continued to echo.

Yang Yue concentrated on loading, aiming and shooting.

When tired, quit.

Then re-enter. Continue training.

Time just flows quietly.

2000…

3000…

Proficiency has steadily improved.

The hit rate has steadily improved.

The number of bullets he took out of the 206 logistics warehouse has steadily increased.

And Cangyun Ridge is still extremely quiet.

But experienced veterans know that this kind of silence is the most terrifying thing.
Chapter completed!