You Call This Sniping?

Ten minutes later. Chen Zhengze, the handover complete, was reconnected to the voice channel. "Comrade Lin Yi, hello." Though his body was somewhat tired from the long journey, Chen Zhengze's tone remained forceful, as if he meant to lift Lin Yi up and promote him: "More than three hours ago, the Think Tank entered the information you compiled into the Kunyi No. 6 supercomputer for simulation analysis." "The results are out now. Next, I'll sync with you......" Kunyi No. 6. This was a supercomputer in the home world dedicated to simulating regional campaigns, currently located at the National University of Defense Technology headquarters. Its total computing power wasn't high, and it couldn't compare to the well-known Tianhe or Shenwei. But Kunyi No. 6 had advantages other supercomputers couldn't match in 3D visualization of simulation results, and was highly authoritative in air-to-air, ground-to-air, and amphibious landing scenario simulations. After receiving instructions from the higher-ups, the Kunyi No. 6 team immediately calculated the combat capabilities of the Golden-Eyed Crimson-Scale Beast. This was no easy task. Granted. The Golden-Eyed Crimson-Scale Beast's top speed was only around a hundred meters per second, nowhere near the sound barrier. Even several old fighter jets from last century could easily outpace it in speed. But don't forget. The Golden-Eyed Crimson-Scale Beast was a living creature of flesh and blood; what enabled its body to reach that figure involved things that speed alone couldn't directly reflect. For example, its lift coefficient and thrust-to-weight ratio. According to Kunyi No. 6's simulation, the beast's lift coefficient exceeded 2.78, and its thrust-to-weight ratio was probably over 7.5! And there was wing loading. Most fighters have wing loading around 300–500 kilograms per square meter, but the Golden-Eyed Crimson-Scale Beast's was only 93.9 kilograms per square meter. This meant the beast had a very small instantaneous turn radius, could perform maneuvers many fighters couldn't, and concepts like stalling didn't exist for it. "In short," Chen Zhengze recited a series of parameters and concluded: "Based on a comprehensive assessment, setting aside endurance, the Golden-Eyed Crimson-Scale Beast's performance in local combat is roughly on par with the MiG-19." MiG-19? Lin Yi raised an eyebrow. As a mechatronics major and armchair military enthusiast — par for the course in a men's dorm — he was naturally no stranger to fighter models. MiG-19, codename Farmer. A "big goose" fighter that entered service in the 1950s, decent at both air combat and ground attack. The "rabbit's" famously known J-6 — now probably called Jianjiao 6 — was a copy based on the MiG-19. Of course. The parity Chen Zhengze spoke of was only a comparison of aggregate numbers, not that their detailed characteristics were fully equivalent. For example, the MiG-19's speed could reach Mach 1.19 per second, but its thrust-to-weight ratio was only 0.74, still a clear difference from the Golden-Eyed Crimson-Scale Beast. This combat assessment was a bit like the gaokao score. Both science scores of 600. Some might have the comprehensive science as their main strength, others might have an edge in Chinese and English. Chen Zhengze then put down the tablet in his hand and continued, "Comrade Lin Yi, that's about it for the simulation results of the Golden-Eyed Crimson-Scale Beast; you just need a rough idea." "The Think Tank, combining this result with the light ring's throughput volume, has arranged a batch of aid equipment." "This batch of equipment focuses on fixed-point sniping, with very low operational difficulty, so you don't need to worry too much about usage procedures." Inside the Guihua Sect Forbidden Ground. Lin Yi blinked, wanting to speak but hesitating. Fixed-point sniping...... Would they send a B201? Or the legendary 260,000-yuan one? With his mid Foundation Establishment cultivation, using a sniper rifle at long range shouldn't be a big problem. His practical dynamic-vision combat ability, even if not on par with Marvel's Hawkeye, wouldn't be too far off. But...... Could the sniper rifle in his impression really penetrate the Golden-Eyed Crimson-Scale Beast's defenses? However, these questions had just circled in Lin Yi's mind, and before he could voice them, Chen Zhengze on the other end spoke again: "Comrade Lin Yi, the current aid supplies have been inventoried and are in place; I don't know about your side......" Lin Yi glanced at the small pile of spirit stones beside him, temporarily suppressing his doubts: "Chief of Staff Chen, I'm ready too, and the spirit stones are sufficient." A short while ago. Lin Yi, worried that the spirit stones left on him weren't enough, specifically asked Zhao Ping and Su Qing for another batch, amounting to nearly half of the sect's stock. At the time, Zhao Ping and Su Qing didn't ask many questions; instead, they grew even more sentimental. In addition. The box with the meme sticker was also placed back in the center of the light ring. Following Pan Yongnian's request, Lin Yi stuffed samples such as rocks and soil into the box to transmit back to the home world for research. After all, transmission opportunities were limited, and every usable opportunity had to be used. "Very good," satisfaction showed in Chen Zhengze's tone, "Since that's the case, let's begin the supply handover." "The relevant supplies have already been transferred into the light ring; just transfer them to the Tianling Realm following the previous process, and remember to ensure sufficient spiritual energy." Lin Yi nodded: "All right." After speaking. He put down his phone, picked up a spirit stone, and, just like before, drew spiritual energy to probe toward the light ring. Spiritual energy was soon drawn to the center of the light ring. After a moment. Whoosh—— The light ring fluctuated again and began to boil. And unlike when the metal box was transmitted earlier. This time, Lin Yi could clearly feel the spiritual energy in the spirit stone being rapidly drawn away. And during the transmission of spiritual energy, Lin Yi suddenly sensed an inexplicable dragging force in his mind. Like fishing, he could roughly sense the volume of the transmitted item. In less than two short seconds. The spiritual energy in the spirit stone in Lin Yi's hand was already exhausted, and he was forced to start drawing from a second one. And the item volume he sensed in his mind had barely passed around one-twentieth...... Thinking of this. Lin Yi immediately flipped his right hand. A rounder, greener spirit stone rose from the ground and landed in his palm. This was one of the Guihua Sect's only four medium-grade spirit stones, with spiritual energy capacity usually around thirty times that of a low-grade spirit stone. "Huuuu......" With the medium-grade spirit stone as a supply source, Lin Yi's body suddenly felt lighter, and the pressure sharply decreased. Ten-plus seconds later. The light ring returned from boiling to stillness, and the medium-grade spirit stone's emerald green dimmed by nearly seventy percent. However, Lin Yi couldn't care about the loss; the moment he caught his breath, he looked toward the center of the light ring. At this moment. The diameter of the light ring had shrunk to just over a meter, revealing the lawn below that had originally been underneath. And on the lawn, a dark green vehicle suddenly appeared, along with...... a set of 8-tube, three-to-four-meter-tall green missiles standing side by side pointing to the sky. "......" Seeing this, Lin Yi was stunned for a few seconds, then grabbed his phone: "No, Chief of Staff Chen, do you call this sniping?" "Oh? Looks like you received the equipment smoothly?" In the speaker, Chen Zhengze's tone sounded entirely self-righteous: "The H-11 Close-In Defense System, one pit, four rounds, with a huge display screen in the command vehicle — single shot, equipped with a scope, one-shot kill; how is that not sniping?"}