Chapter 924 Everyone's preparation and Anna's mission

Chapter 924 Everyone's preparation and Anna's mission

Frank blocked all other possibilities with just one sentence, "The sniper location is the Russian Embassy. Using a bullet to make a hole in the window is the limit. Russia is not the United States. They value face more."

Jack silently complained in his heart. The United States is the most flexible country. They can tolerate their own ambassador being dragged out of the embassy and beaten to death and tortured.

Frank's meaning is also easy to understand. If it is a long-range sniper assassination, it can still be classified as a political assassination. Other factions within the FSB can help cover it up. Even if there is an investigation, it will be conducted in secret.

But if the Russian Embassy in France is directly blown up, the media will definitely report it. That would be a naked slap in the face. The nature can be classified as a terrorist attack. With the Russians' explosive temper, they will definitely dig three feet underground to find the murderer.

At this point, Frank looked at Jack meaningfully, "Including the long-range grenade launcher you used in Mexico."

Someone rubbed his nose awkwardly. He was just about to ask if it was okay to make a bigger hole in the window.

Brian was quite enthusiastic, "I might know such a guy, but he is also on the 'list'. It's not easy to get him from the United States to Paris in three days."

Frank's "list" is the same as the list Brian mentioned. Law enforcement units in Europe and the United States, including the military system, share an unofficial list that lists all known ultra-long-range snipers.

Some of these people are active military personnel, some have retired, and some are active in the mercenary or even killer industry, and all of these people will receive extra attention without exception.

The list is not long, Jack has also browsed it, and even saw a familiar name on it, Bob Lee Swagger.

Of course, not all the names on the list are real names. There are also a few who are just code names with habits or some obvious characteristics, such as an accountant who once used a Barrett to help LAPD kill a gang leader at a distance of one kilometer.

But even among the people on this list, there are still only a handful of people who can complete sniper missions above 2,000 meters. Jack doesn't know which one Frank knows, but he said that the other party is also on the list, which means don't expect to send people to Paris through normal channels.

The so-called normal channels also include the military channels that Jack used before, because this matter cannot be known to the CIA, otherwise everyone will be targeted, and maybe even what happened tonight will be turned up.

Jack sighed, "Then it should be okay to find me a trained 'TAC-50'? I'm not on that list."

This time, let alone Anna, even Frank and Brian cast surprised eyes. Those who can be on that list basically have a military background.

Although they didn't know that Jack had been trained by the Navy SEALs, they would still be surprised even if they knew. An elite sniper cannot be trained in a few months. You know, there are only a few dozen people in the world who are qualified to be on that list.

The "TAC-50" that Jack mentioned is currently recognized as the most stable long-range sniper rifle, with an effective range of exactly 2,000 meters.

Among the top five sniper kill records currently recognized in the world, three were set using this gun, namely the fourth place at 2,310 meters, the third place at 2,410 meters, and the first place at an exaggerated 3,540 meters.

What Jack said means that as long as he is given a "TAC-50", he is sure to kill Vasiliev at a distance of 2,000 meters.

Frank frowned and reminded, "Are you sure? If we give up this opportunity, we may be able to think of other ways, but if we fail, the old bastard may hide in Moscow for a long time."

"Just find a place to shoot two shots and you will know. I am at least half sure. The rest is up to luck. Oh, and we need high-precision sniper bullets."

Jack yawned after he finished speaking. He had a small outburst when he rushed into the auction venue today. The sequelae were not serious, but he still deliberately drank a lot of wine to suppress it. Now the alcohol finally came up.

But he really didn't brag about it because of the alcohol. People with plug-ins are so confident.

For ultra-long-range sniping, there are too many factors that affect the bullet landing point, including but not limited to ballistic coefficient, air density and humidity, temperature, wind deviation, Coriolis effect (the deflection force of the earth's rotation), altitude, etc.

The most important of them is wind deviation. When the shooting distance exceeds 1,500 meters, theoretically, the shooter cannot completely correct the wind deviation anyway.

When Jack's sniper skills were at the proficient level, he could pretend to compete with Chris in the Barrett shooting competition on the farm. At that time, he could easily hit the target 100% of the time at a distance of 1000 meters (1200 yards). (Chapter 290)

When the skills were upgraded to the master level, it seemed that the only thing that affected the hit rate was the performance of the gun and the bullet.

The effective range of the "TAC-50" is 2000 meters, so Jack is sure to hit the target 100% of the time at a distance of 2000 meters. If he switched to a special high-precision sniper bullet, the range could be increased a lot in theory.

But he didn't know the exact amount, so he was a little "modest".

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It must be said that Frank is indeed "powerful". It might be difficult for him to find a sniper who is proficient in ultra-long-range shooting in Paris in three days.

But it took less than 12 hours to get Jack a carefully adjusted "TAC-50", and even found a place where he could test the gun safely.

After sending Cassel and the two girls on the plane, they drove to an abandoned quarry in the suburbs of Paris.

"2085 meters." Jack was preparing slowly, while Anna couldn't wait to use a laser rangefinder to measure the distance to the half-body target in the distance. There were three pumpkins piled behind the half-body target to confirm the hit effect in the first time.

Among the four people present, she was the most nervous one, because whether Jack could kill with one shot was now the key to her escape from FSB.

"200 meters right cut crosswind 4.4 meters per second, 1400 meters left cut crosswind." Brian, who was temporarily acting as an observer, had not yet reported the wind speed according to the small flags along the way, and Jack shot directly.

The gunshot was loud and abrupt. The "TAC-50" used a 12.7X99mm .50 caliber bullet, which means that the bullet was about 10 centimeters long, exceeding the average size of Korean men.

The gunpowder gas produced by the intense combustion sprayed out from the side holes of the large muzzle brake to both sides, and together with the dust stirred up on the ground, Anna's light golden hair turned smoky gray.

Anna, wearing soundproof earmuffs, seemed unaware and focused on staring at the half-body target in the distance with a telescope.

When the "TAC-50" uses a special high-precision sniper bullet, the muzzle velocity is close to three times the speed of sound, but the bullet speed will continue to decrease due to air resistance.

After the bullet flew 2,000 meters, the speed was almost reduced to a level close to the speed of sound, and the entire flight time was close to 2.5 seconds.

More than 2 seconds after the gunshot, the half-body target lost half of its head, and the pumpkin juice behind it splashed. Anna pulled off her earmuffs and screamed, and directly lay on Jack's back, kissing him on the cheek and neck.

"Get out of the way, you're hitting me." Jack pushed the girl away without understanding the romance, pulled the bolt to eject the shell, then took out a small cloth bag and carefully put the copper shell in.

The purpose of collecting shells this time was not to leave no evidence, but after "firing and shaping", the copper shell that had been fired once had been extended and fitted to the barrel of the gun under the action of gunpowder expansion, and became a special high-precision shell for this sniper rifle.

Friends who often use sniper headshots know that even military high-precision sniper bullets, due to mass production, inevitably produce tolerances during the production process, which will cause gaps in the shell in the barrel.

This gap will cause a slight deviation between the axis of the bullet and the axis of the barrel, causing the bullet to vibrate after the bullet is fired, which will have an adverse effect on shooting accuracy.

At this time, the advantages of hand-loaded bullets are revealed. With the help of precision tools, the quality and dosage of bullet propellant, the quality of the bullet head, and the assembly accuracy are all higher than those of mass-produced bullets. Experienced gunsmiths can also adjust the chamber pressure and muzzle velocity according to actual use.

If such hand-loaded bullets use the exclusive high-precision shells of this sniper rifle, they will become an upgraded version of the high-precision sniper bullet PLUS exclusive to this gun.

Jack can't do this, but Frank and Brian can, so their task today is not only to verify Jack's shooting level, but also to shoot enough high-precision shells, and select the most perfect one among them after reloading to take Vasilyev's life.

Today, Frank drove a pickup truck specially, with 20 wooden half-body targets and a bunch of pumpkins the size of human heads in the truck bed, and Jack's answer sheet was 10 shots within 2100 meters, and 6 shots within 2500 meters.

Such a shooting level is enough to ensure that Vasiliev will never return from this trip, because Jack is not going to assassinate a presidential candidate, so there is no need to shoot at the head.

"TAC-50" is also an anti-material sniper rifle. It will break whatever it hits. Even if it only hits the shoulder, the limb-breaking effect is enough to make a 60-year-old man die of excessive blood loss in a few minutes.

In the next two days, Jack lived a comfortable life with clothes and food provided for him. Anna, who was highly nervous, became his 24-hour personal maid, fearing that this guy would accidentally bump into something and affect his performance on the spot.

Going into the kitchen to use a knife is absolutely not allowed. Even for normal exercise, Anna nervously follows him. She waits outside the shower curtain when taking a bath, and even sleeps on the floor in his bedroom at night, which makes him very annoyed.

Jack originally wanted to take advantage of this rare break to submit two more manuscripts to Justin, but now he is being watched by a follower 24 hours a day, so he can only seriously update his second part of "Jack Reacher".

However, inspiration is limited after all, and the rest of the time can only lie on the sofa and browse the phone.

These two days, whether it is French news or world news, even major forums have been intensively discussing Paradise Street in the 10th District of Paris.

So that Albanian gangs, kidnapping female tourists, human trafficking and other related topics have topped the headlines of major hot search lists one after another, and even ethnic minorities, immigration issues, Paris security and the number of pickpockets in major popular tourist attractions in Europe have received great attention.

The tourism industry in France, especially Paris, seems to have ushered in a cold winter overnight, and a large amount of negative news has occupied the front page headlines of European and American media, especially British and American media.

Interestingly, the news of the fire at Patrice Saint-Claire's club only occupied a small, inconspicuous page in the next day's Le Parisien.

The local TV news also reported lightly that a fire broke out in a certain block due to aging lines, but fortunately no casualties were caused.

No casualties Jack was very curious about how the Paris authorities covered up the dozens of bodies. Correspondingly, obituaries of some well-known wealthy people and celebrities appeared in newspapers and websites in other countries.

The causes of death of these people were all kinds of strange. Some died in helicopter crashes, some died of sudden heart attacks and died after rescue, and some became vegetative after accidentally falling on the back of the head while skiing in a ski resort.

Basically, the older ones died of illness, and those who were not old enough could only be arranged as accidental deaths. Because they belonged to different countries and regions, and the Paris kidnapping case dominated the list, it did not attract much attention.

Jack estimated that the one who became a vegetative person should have an inheritance dispute, and the family members did not know where to find a scapegoat to temporarily take over. After all, it is impossible for a charred corpse to be put on a ventilator.

Frank seemed to have disappeared since he came back from testing the gun that day. There has been no news since then. As two days passed in a flash, Anna became visibly anxious.

On the evening of the day before the scheduled action, Frank finally showed up and drove everyone to Bagatelle Park in the center of Paris.

Behind the window of a viewing platform that was being renovated high up in the park, Frank pointed to the east with his hat covering his bald head, "That's the Russian Embassy."

Jack picked up the telescope and looked in the direction of his finger, crossing a small lake in the park, passing a viaduct, and finally landing on a very old Baroque-style building.

It is said that this historic building was bought since the Tsarist era, and has been an embassy established in Paris by successive governments since then. It seems that the style has not changed for a hundred years.

At this time, the night was gradually falling, and the crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling in the halls on the first and second floors decorated it like a miniature palace. Everything was sparkling and magnificent.

The attendants wearing wigs shuttled back and forth, as if they were preparing to hold a banquet.

"On the third floor, there is only a room with a desk lamp on. Remember that location. Tomorrow morning between 10 and 11, Vasiliev will appear in that room, enjoying his beloved cigar while playing chess with others."

Jack changed the focus according to Frank's instructions and soon found a small room with only one floor-to-ceiling window. At this time, the red curtains were lowered, and the faint light emitted a faint red light through the curtains, which seemed a little prominent because of the contrast.

Secretly marking the location of the small room in his mind, Jack observed around for a long time, and couldn't help but admire these old spies. It is estimated that they have been thinking about how to assassinate here in the late Cold War.

Because in addition to the location where he is now, there is a small clock tower closer, right next to the small lake. It is actually the best sniping point, less than one kilometer away from the embassy building.

According to Jack's observation, the entire embassy building should be completely covered from the direction of the small bell tower, instead of being blocked by the tall treetops in the park and the viaduct in the distance, and only about one-third can be seen.

But the problem is that the location of the small bell tower is too good, so good that as long as the Russians are not stupid, they will immediately target it if they find a sniper.

Frank noticed Jack's sight and smiled, "Don't think about it there. The bell tower, including the janitor and the cleaner, are all FSB people."

Jack showed an expected expression, but he still had a little doubt.

He was not interested in why Vasiliev appeared in Paris, but he was curious about why Frank was so sure that Vasiliev would appear in that room tomorrow morning and play chess with others there.

Vasiliev was a senior FSB official. It was not difficult to trick him into Paris with some important false intelligence, and the actions of important people had a work schedule. As long as someone was planted inside, it would not be difficult to know when he would appear in the embassy.

But how to ensure that Vasiliev will appear in the target room, and can accurately predict where he will smoke and play chess, Jack is a little puzzled.

After all, hobbies are hobbies, but as a senior spy, the other party cannot have too regular personal behavior, such as doing something at a certain time every day, which is too easy for the enemy to catch the flaw.

After hearing his question, Frank showed a trace of contempt, "Of course it is a psychological suggestion. Suppose you are a chess lover and saw a report about a chess game in the newspaper on the plane.

And you know that you have an action agent who is good at chess, and the important person you are going to meet will be an hour late because of the bad traffic in Paris. What would you do?"

"Hiss" Jack took a breath of cold air, it turns out that not only the FBI plays psychology, but these old guys who engage in spies may be more proficient than them. Frank said it simply, but in fact, there must be a whole set of careful deployments.

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he was facing Anna's pale face. "What's wrong with you?"

On the way here, this girl had a stern face and tried hard to suppress the joy in her eyes. Why is she so scared now?

“My file says that I was good at chess since I was a child. Vasiliev warned me that he would not allow anyone to play tricks on him except when playing chess, and he asked me when I could play a game with him.”