Chapter 367 - Sniper - Result (2/2)
”No… not yet...”
”...”
”I'll get better as well.”
”Pfft! Noob.”
”F.u.c.k you dude!”
”Hah! Didn't I tell you to keep quiet? It's night time too so we need to be extra careful. Good thing we didn't encounter those ferals.”
”Ferals?”
”You know, that roided up sprinter we encountered at the City of Manila.”
”Oh… where Cruz and the others...”
”Yeah, never forget them.”
”...”
”Hey.”
”Bro?”
”Keep talking. We would be here for a few days.”
”Heh, shouldn't I be checking the windage?”
”Windage?! Forgot who you're talking to?! I can f.u.c.k.i.n.g see and feel it!”
”No way bro, there's supposed to be a trick you're not telling me! The f.u.c.k.i.n.g wind's transparent for f.u.c.ks sake!”
”It's a gift, I tell ya. I could also see and feel the atmospherics. The temperature, humidity, station pressure, and etc. F.u.c.k me, I could also feel the Earth's rotation! I could calculate everything! Even taking into account the Coriolis effect!” I said half-jokingly.
”I wish Kaley was here so she could act as your polygraph test. Is there really such a thing?”
”There's always a trick on how unexplainable things work. Most of them could be explained by experiencing them yourself but reading the wind is much simpler than it looks. You just needed to mess with your scope for a bit until it gets blurry and it displays wavy lines.”
”What?”
”To go into detail, what I learned from an experienced spotter before was to take off the scope from your rifle and look at your target. After that, adjust the focus two-third of the way until it gets blurry. When that happens, try to see the target through those lenses. You'll begin to notice wavy lines with different patterns according to windage. That's how you could 'see' the wind. Feeling it on the other hand is a matter of experience.”
”What? That really works?”
”Yep.”
”How about the other things?”
”Well, now that we got a few days of waiting, I'll tell you all about it. Don't forget you're in charge of making all our food and watching out for threats. I'll just be nestled here but I'll take a few breaks right until that day. We need to know what they were doing when it's not their day of worship.”
”I knew it. You brought me here as a babysitter. Tell me again why you didn't bring Kaley? She would do a better job than me.”
”Well, I could talk shit to you and you wouldn't do a thing. My aim might get muddled up if I try to tick her off.”
”Then why don't you stop ticking her off!”
”What? Are you crazy? It's fun.”
”So I'm here for an anger management class? I f.u.c.k.i.n.g knew it.”
”Well don't forget I'll be imparting my knowledge to a noob. Better record what I say with your phone or you'll forget it! You have no idea how much I spent on those classes abroad!”
”Dammit, why didn't you bring me then?!”
”I'm on a budget and you're still going to school.”
”Budget my ass, wait- didn't Oscar pay for every class you took in the US?!”
”Yeah.”
”...”
”...”
”I give up.”
”Do you have any idea how much actors charge for signatures at Comic-Con?! Don't forget about the stuff they're selling over there!”
”...”
”Hey! Talk to me! It's getting boring out here!”
”I miss the days when you were just holed up in your room...”
”Hah! There's always that one day in the year where I always do that...”
”Oh, right! It's really close! Right after...”
”Yep.”
”Heh.”
Jared and I accompanied each other for a couple of days until that fated day. It was honestly pretty boring because we were only watching that same f.u.c.k.i.e.d up church from morning until evening every single day. When it was 00:01 AM on Sunday, my alarm went off and I got into position. I never left that spot right until the last moment.
I mentioned that it took f.u.c.k.i.n.g long to calculate for the perfect shot but if you did it and add past experiences. It would hit the target 100% of the time.
We were now back right when I pulled the trigger.
The 750-grain bullet made its way and after a few seconds of it traveling to the target, a blood-red puff of moisture and mist replaced the figure on my sights.