Draping the cement bag over his shoulder was meant to soften the recoil of the gunstock; otherwise, the assembled rifle, comparable to Barrett Anti-sniper Equipment, would definitely shatter his own shoulder.
A shaky silhouette appeared in the scope; Ye Tian first "zeroed" the scope then began measuring various data. All sorts of data also appeared before his eyes. With a red brick in hand, Ye Tian kept writing and sketching on the floor. The myriad numbers and symbols gave Pig Hu a headache, while Song Qian was quite curious. However, she couldn't make much sense of Ye Tian's scribbles, even though she could recognize a few Greek letters.
Ye Tian's eye was about four centimeters away from the scope, the optimal distance for having a clear view of the target; he also noticed Song Qian bending over to the side.
"That's the measured data. They don't teach this at the police academy, do they?"
