Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 494: 323, Grand Graduation Ceremony

When snipers choose their sniping positions, the primary principle is personal safety, while the secondary principle is precise range.

This range, which varies for everyone, does not chase after the ultra-long distances for showmanship like in the movies.

After all, the most crucial aspect of war and battle is to inflict damage on the target.

Thus, when Li Changqing ordered the special service group to select the battleground, each sniper chose a position about 600 meters from Chang Street.

This is the normal precise shooting range for a sniper.

Although the trajectory is slightly affected by the world, it’s not a big issue.

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This is common knowledge and consensus among snipers.

However, at this point, a sniper unreasonably set up his sniping point 2000 meters away from the battlefield yet was still able to precisely hit battlefield targets. Not only that, but he could also eliminate an enemy sniper over a distance of 2600 meters.

This was truly terrifying.

And it completely defied common knowledge.

But what they didn’t know was that for Qing Chen, any shooting distance over 400 meters made no difference.

It was all within the range of his absolute gun feel.

Moreover, Qing Chen told everyone with two precise shots, “just because you can’t do it, doesn’t mean others can’t.”

One shot might be a coincidence.

But if both shots hit, it was definitely not a coincidence.

Jindai Tongwu was glad he had always stood in the shadows, anticipating Li Changqing’s moves and other contingencies.

Logically, their preparation was very thorough; there should have been no surprises.

The timing was perfect, power was transitioning within the Li Family, and the 081 Garrison Brigade usually stationed in City 18 had all been redeployed to the hillside manor.

The location was ideal; the battlefield suited Jindai’s expectations, and Li Changqing was indeed suppressed and unable to harness his full strength.

The insider within the Li Family had practically laid out all of Li Changqing’s plans.

The plan was perfect; why then were there surprises?!

“To the snipers who are still alive, take him out,” Jindai Tongwu said coldly over the communication channel.

“Sir, we can’t,” a sniper replied, “Although the five of us have different positions, we are all at least 2400 meters away from him. Under these circumstances, killing him is simply impossible.”

“Then why can he do it!?” Jindai Tongwu asked, filled with anger, unable to accept the feeling that his meticulously crafted plan might fail.

It felt like an insult to his thirty-one years of life.

“Across the Federation, how many people can hit a target at 2600 meters?” Jindai Tongwu asked.

“Sir, no more than three. Even if they have records of hitting a target at 2600 meters, a large part of that success is due to luck, and they usually need at least three shots to hit,” a sniper replied.

Sniper rifles have special tracer rounds.

When a tracer round is fired, even at dusk, it shines as brightly as a hot iron, flying towards the vicinity of the target.

The purpose of these tracer rounds is to provide a visible trajectory for snipers to adjust their aim.

It lets the sniper know how far off they are from the target and make adjustments accordingly.

So, what the sniper meant was that hitting with more than three shots involved a process of first adjusting the trajectory.

But Qing Chen skipped this process.

Jindai Tongwu said, “This sniper didn’t adjust his trajectory at all; both shots were precise hits. Who else in the Federation can do that?”

“No one,” the sniper hesitated before replying, “Sir, we really don’t know anyone who can do this. We haven’t fired yet, so this sniper can’t find us; he’s also waiting. If we fire now… we might die.”

At that moment, in the street battlefield, Li Changqing was entangled with seven experts.

After losing a B-Class Genetic Warrior, the variability in their formation was noticeably less, and their defense was no longer as impenetrable as before.

There was visibly more room for Li Changqing to move and navigate.

Amid the crowd, Li Changqing moved as agilely as a soaring dragon, flipping and flying around.

Her movements, opening and closing, were slender yet powerfully lethal, astonishingly impressive.

However, she still couldn’t determine which of the seven was A-Class, so she couldn’t go all out and had to keep some reserves to save herself.

She needed time.

She needed more time to find that critical spot!

That would be the moment for a desperate counterattack!

Outside the battlefield, Jindai Tongwu stood in the shadows and looked towards Li Changqing with a smile, “Boss Chang Qing is indeed formidable. Even though I was fully prepared, you still had an ace up your sleeve. May I ask, where did you find this sniper, and why have I never heard of him before?”

Li Changqing did not speak, as she needed to keep her breathing in check.

Jindai Tongwu smiled, “Boss Chang Qing truly follows the orthodox methods of training, not speaking during battle to avoid disrupting her Breathing Technique, right? I just want to know, this sniper, regarded as a God by other snipers, where did you find him?”

In fact, Li Changqing didn’t know either.

She had also wanted to train the top snipers, specifically for assassination purposes.

But only those who have actually tried to train such individuals would understand that such people can’t be developed merely with bullets; it requires a unique talent.

Perhaps not even one in a billion could achieve this.

Li Changqing also didn’t know why such a sniper would participate in a war driven by the undercurrents of business consortiums.