When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield - Chapter 31
When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield chapter 31
Entering the office built with panels, admiration came out naturally.
It was because inside, where I thought there would be a cash register, rest room, and toilet, there were hundreds, maybe even thousands, of firearms and all kinds of ammunition boxes on display like a mart.
A scale suitable for the size of a vast shooting range.
Jake’s words that America was built with guns hit me like reality.
This was not a local shooting range, but more than a small arsenal or ammunition depot for a small independent unit in Korea. The temporary shooting range in Al Jamash and the shooting range at the training center were also one step lower.
“and… Is this what it feels like to sell a gun at E-Mart? … .”
“Jake, it’s been a while since you’ve come!”
The boat owner of the shooting range greeted Jake, then turned his eyes to me.
“This is a face I’ve never seen before, new Delta?”
“It’s a work colleague.”
“ah! That means he was a soldier. You will also get a military discount, so feel free to use it.”
“Thankfully, thanks to you guys, I make a living.”
“Oh, but I am not from the US Army.”
“I’m here with Jake, so it doesn’t matter. Even though they say they’re retired, I’ll definitely use them as secret agents.”
When I involuntarily flinched and asked, the president waved his hand.
“hahahaha, kidding, kidding. I said it because it was a pity to have a veteran soldier like Jake like this.”
“ah… … .”
I wondered if he knew anything, but Jake held out a piece of paper to me with a calm face.
It was a document with a list of firearms on sale, from the price of sarowa, firearms, ammunition, headsets, safety glasses, etc., to the list.
As soon as I saw it, my eyes went back to the sales list.
‘They say it’s a country with more guns than people… … .’
Dozens of firearms were listed, and it was written that those not in the store would be delivered.
The price was two or three thousand dollars at a high price, and it is usually within a few hundred dollars.
There were a few things I wanted to buy right away.
The Remington Model 870, a cool pump action shotgun, or the Kar 98k, a classic game rifle.
It wasn’t a modern weapon that was improved in the latest fashion, but it was a gun that I got used to while playing the game and had a romance of its own.
As I glanced over the list, I heard a gruff voice.
“Is there anything you like?”
“Ah, yes. There are a few things I really wanted to write about.”
“Then, pick them all, and since they’ll come every day until you return, let’s change them and use them.”
It was a nice word.
It’s not bad to just exercise all week in Korea, but it’s because shooting is more fun.
It wasn’t indoors, it was an outdoor shooting, so there was no cramping.
Moreover, not only long-range shooting, but also short-range pistol shooting, clay shooting, and rapid-use tactical courses were not boring.
It will be similar to a real FPS game.
A smile forms on my lips, but again Jake’s voice is low.
“Do you have any guns you want to buy?”
“of course. The price is not too expensive… … .”
“Then, how about getting a green card issued?”
I asked back at the sudden words.
I had thought about permanent residency, but I never thought Jake would talk about it.
Usually this was a sauce Rachel would suggest.
Suddenly, Jake’s words continued.
“Yes, if you have a green card, you can buy the firearm you want, and it’s easy to get protection from the company or the United States in the event of an accident. Rather than a work visa.”
“ah… … .”
I realized the moment I heard the back story.
That Jake was doing what the State Department told him to do.
Originally, I wasn’t the kind of person who would say such a thing.
It was mainly Rachel’s work in the game, but it seemed that Jake took her place.
Maybe that’s why the conversation seemed to suddenly go wrong, but there was nothing bad about it.
No, it was rather good.
You can buy the firearms you want to buy, and you will be able to use not only shooting ranges but also living facilities.
Above all, I didn’t have to go to Korea anymore.
Because it has become an unfamiliar country where there are only troops from which I was born, and no one I knew.
If I went, I would only use the hotel swimming pool or gym, and it was obvious that I would get attention from the NIS.
Seeing how he apologized at the airport, he seemed to treat me very kindly, but I didn’t intend to go to Korea just because of that.
In other words, it was a time when permanent residency was needed.
“I will tell you as soon as I return.”
When Jake gave him the answer he wanted, a rare smile crept onto his lips.
“Good idea, Lee.”
While he was answering, Brad, who had bought more ammunition, came towards us.
“Come on, let’s go in.”
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Long range shooting from 400-1,200 yards (365M-1,097M).
Brad opened the hard case and showed it.
At the same time, Kang Tae’s mouth opened slightly.
“Wow… … .”
It contained two well-maintained firearms.
Macmillan’s TAC-50, which left the record for the longest sniping, and the Barrett M82, which is famous for its powerful power.
“As expected… … .”
Even before assembling it, I was amazed at how large it was.
Kang-tae’s usual assault rifle, the HK416, or the submachine gun, the MP5, were no big deal.
Brad gestured calmly.
“Choose what you want.”
At that, Kang-tae looked back and forth between the two guns before replying.
“I will use what you recommend.”
“The styles are different, but it is difficult to recommend which one is better. Oh, I have something to compare with.”
“What is it?”
“Of course it is money. Of the two, this is the more expensive one. It costs about $3,000 more including parts and customization.”
Kang-tae paused and asked again.
“How much are you doing?”
“Eighteen thousand dollars and twenty-one thousand dollars, respectively.”
Brad’s hand pointed at the Barrett M82 and then the TAC-50.
At the same time, admiration escaped Kangtae’s mouth.
In terms of Hanwha, it is said that two guns cost close to 50 million won.
The two or three thousand dollar guns I saw in the office felt like toys in comparison.
‘Same goes for Yatoo… You’re fighting for real money… … .’
While recalling the various equipment he bought from Al Zamash on an installment basis, he feels the power of money all over again.
Brad continued calmly.
“It’s a bit expensive because it’s customized, the basic gun is about half the price. It can be seen as a case where the removal was particularly expensive.”
“ah… I heard that it was custom, but it was the first time I saw it in person, so I didn’t know.”
Kang-tae reacted as if he were curious, and Brad, who was watching this, tilted his head lightly.
“I guess you’ve never really used a sniper rifle before.”
“Ah, yes. As I said before, I really came here to learn. It’s not something to bet on.”
“For now, choose the one you like.”
“Then, it won’t be a common opportunity… I’ll take the expensive one.”
“TAC 50, well chosen. It is a luxury.”
“I’m not sure how it will turn out because I’m not great… First of all, please help me set this up. It’s expensive, so I’m afraid to touch it.”
“hahahaha, I see. Let’s do it together.”
Brad laughed and helped Kang-tae set up the gun.
‘It looks like he really intends to learn.’
When I first heard about it from Jake, I thought they were shooting as if they were going to play, not teaching and learning.
Because Jake, the monster of Delta, was a commendable person.
Of course, it’s not easy enough to have a separate training course, but it wasn’t something new to learn or realize.
I only developed the skills of a sniper and developed my skills.
Ballistics, wind direction, and aiming principles learned in most special forces units are fundamentally the same.
Because the gun mechanics were the same in the first place.
However, in the sniper training course, even the role of an observer, a special position, is learned, but with the development of technology, it can be replaced with an observer or a mobile phone app, so it was not very meaningful.
Just by looking at it, the deviation is displayed fully automatically, and the click correction value is automatically calculated.
It was the same with the thousands of dollars of scopes and cellphone apps that Brad now owns.
In the meantime, Kangtae, who had finished setting things up with Brad’s help, seemed to be holding on.
“Would you mind checking your posture?”
“Um, not bad. All you have to do is anchor the support, the gun, and the body. Of course, you get training in your stance in the sniper course, but in the end, what you need in the field is what suits you.”
“hmm… Then it fits perfectly.”
Kang-tae, who wriggled his shoulders and stood up, answered, then looked into the scope and asked again.
“Can I aim the scope at will, binocular or monocular?”
“It’s fine as long as the scope doesn’t cast shadows, but it’s better to look with the main eye instead… The most important thing is to hit. Even if you follow all the procedures and know-how, it is meaningless if you can’t get it right.”
At Brad’s words, Kangtae shook his head.
“Accuracy is my specialty, but I wonder if it works at long range… Let’s do it.”
As Kang-tae spoke as he stanced, Brad smiled.
“Okay, try it while looking at the screen of the observation glass next to you. This is the wind speed, this is the deviation number. And you know how to adjust the MIL (Milliradian: unit of angle) with the scope’s turret, right?”
“yes. Up and down, left and right, right?”
When Kang-tae responded by lightly placing his hand on the rotary lever on the scope, Brad nodded.
“great. Then let’s shoot at the nearest target first, to check the zero point.”
“Yes, where can I look?”
“Target C3, at 405 yards (370M). Did you check?”
“Yes, I can see it. I will shoot right away.”
The moment Kang-tae spoke and Brad answered briefly.
The TAC-50 let out a gunshot.
After Kang-tae’s body was shaken by the recoil, Brad, who was looking at the target through the observation glasses, tilted his head.
It wasn’t because I was inches off the target.
I just had to shoot that much again and get the zero point.
The problem was Kangtae’s shooting speed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the timing was triggered without even a chance to catch his breath.
It was a fairly rare case.
Even though the distance was short, unless it was an urgent battlefield, originally it was because you had to choose your breath.
Of course, it’s okay if you get it right as a result, but it might be a bad habit.
‘Is this a habit in the field? I’ll have to tell you after seeing the shooting results… … .’
While Brad observes.
Kangtae finished editing the creek by himself while looking at the observation glass.
“C3, I’ll shoot you one more time.”
The moment Kang-tae’s words ended.
Gunshots rang out.
This time, Brad didn’t even have time to reply, it was triggered as soon as he said it.
Then, Kang Tae took his eyes off the scope.
“It is now zeroed.”
Brad, who checked with his observation glasses, paused and then nodded.
A hole was drilled in the center of the circle.
“hmm… … .”
I was going to mention the habit of shortness of breath, but it hit me, so I had nothing to say.
“… That’s right, let’s move on to the next target.”
“Then can we do the one at the end? I want to quickly check if my ability works.”
Kang-tae looked into the observation mirror on his own before he knew it and said, and Brad nodded.
“Yes, G3, 1,203 yards (1,100M). Can you see the target?”
It was a distance where nothing could be seen with the naked eye.
Even at 400 yards, I could see target locations and mounds of dirt in the distance, but the G3 targets at the longest range looked like empty spaces.
There is only a large hill to block the bullets in the back.
At this, Kang-tae also looked into the observation mirror for a long time before opening his mouth.
“Wait… I need to turn the turret.”
It was after correcting the deviation by rotating the scope’s rotating turret with Kang Tae’s answer.
After berthing and confirming the target, Kang-tae opened his mouth.
“I will shoot.”
And just like before, I pulled the trigger.
It seemed that it had nothing to do with words or breathing.
Around 3 seconds after the gunshot rang out.
A small smile crept across Kangtae’s lips.
“… Does it work?”