The Japanese man died just like that.
"Wow, that's cool!" k exclaimed.
Every gentleman had their own people by their side. The people around the Japanese man rushed over but it was too late. Xiao Qiao could not help but ask,"Mr. Rich boss, can I ask you something? your gun is an M94, right? how did you overcome the recoil when you were hanging on the tree?"
Normally speaking, a sniper would be bounced off by the recoil from hanging on a tree.
Mu Yuan's sniper rifle had a smaller recoil, so he could control it. Its weakness was that the shooting range was not far enough, but it won in its flexibility and variety, so mu Yuan liked it very much.
The recoil of Xie jinghuan's gun was the greatest among all the big guns. Xiao Qiao didn't like it very much. Although she was strong, there was a limit to how much strength a girl's arm could withstand. Back then, when she fired a shot during training, her arm went numb for a day. This made her hate this model of gun.