Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 480 - 473: A Hundred Steps Through The Poplar

Chapter 480: Chapter 473: A Hundred Steps Through The Poplar

The elven nobles in the stands were all stunned by what was happening, and some of the elves who had participated in the Otherworld War and were now officers, began to tremble at the sound of the gunfire and couldn’t help but remember the horrific scene thirty years ago.

Back then, while battling the Earthlings, the Elven Cavalry actually relied on the Human Race’s heavy cavalry to withstand the enormous firepower of the Earthlings, giving them the opportunity to advance and launch their archery attacks. However, as their formation started to scatter, they were subjected to a brutal collective assault from the Earthlings’ powerful firepower, which led to the loss of more than half of the cavalry.

For them, the continuous and massive gunfire was the biggest nightmare of their lives. They did not wish to stand against the muzzles of guns and face intense gunfire under any circumstance.

The elders in the stands were discussing vigorously, but they couldn’t conclude whether bows or firearms were superior. Seeing this, the Queen didn’t stress over this issue but ordered the next match to begin.

The next match was a precision test, and Cheng Ziang didn’t know what to say anymore. The Advance Team still retained the position of the sniper. Unless the Elf Race had some hidden technology, he couldn’t imagine what weapons they would use to defeat Baiyue, the sniper.

The first to go on stage was still an elven competitor, this time a mature female elf. If the last one had a well-seasoned feel, this one seemed a bit withered. Cheng Ziang estimated that she must be at least four or five hundred years old.

A wooden stand was erected a hundred paces away from her. Five daggers hung from thin strings on the stand. They had to accurately hit the thin string, which was virtually invisible from here, causing the dagger to fall and embed into the ground.

This elven archer was obviously an experienced one, exuding a deadly aura. With her sniper rifle in hand, Baiyue frowned at her. As a sniper herself, she could sense a bit of murderous intent emanating from this elven archer.

The elven archer stood at the shooting point, commencing aiming with her bow. She used a bow that was a little longer than a recurve one. The draw weight shouldn’t be light, as she could see her exposed muscles tightening up.

The elven archer adjusted her breath while squinting at the extremely thin string from afar, her relatively flat breastplate effectively preventing her chest from being scraped by the bowstring.

After several minutes of aiming, the elf archer released the arrow. It sped through the air and unsurprisingly struck the thin string suspending the remote dagger. The first dagger fell as expected, piercing straight into the ground.

The elven archer was using the Mediterranean style of shooting, where she pulled the bowstring using her index and middle fingers, maintaining a gap between them for the arrow. When she released her hold, Baiyue could clearly see the thick calluses on her fingers.

The previous elven archer used Mongolian style shooting, i.e., pulling the bowstring with the thumb as it allowed for holding the arrows within the finger gaps, thus capable of the quickest shot, although it seemed to be of little use when compared to firearms.

Following this, she continued to aim and shoot, quickly hitting the second target. Baiyue noticed that the draw weight of this bow was definitely not light, because as she shot for the third time, Baiyue could clearly see the elven archer starting to breathe heavily.

The third shot still hit the string, followed by the fourth. At this time, the elven archer seemed to be running thin on energy. She took a long time to aim, the hand pulling the bow visibly trembling.

The fourth shot finally hit the target after causing some unease. It seemed as if they could hear the elven archer breathe a deep sigh of relief.

Next came the fifth shot, the elven archer was clearly not as composed as before. She looked back at the people of the Advance Team and the direction of the stands. She shook her hands and gritted her teeth, aiming again.

She was in a noticeably worse state than before, she was no longer just trembling slightly - her whole body was shaking. Actually, if she just had to shoot a small object in the distance, she could still be composed.

But to shoot such an extreme target like the string, it required a long time to aim. Otherwise, any little error might cause her to miss the target.

After aiming for a solid five minutes or so, the Elven archer was beginning to falter. As she released her trembling hand, the arrow flew out from her bow. Regrettably, the arrow didn’t strike the thread of the last knife, it didn’t even graze it. Instead, it hit the wooden rack directly, piercing through it instantly.

It was, after all, a Kedal arrow. Facing such a soft wooden target, it effortlessly broke through, shooting the rack clean through. The whole rack was split in two, wobbling before falling to the ground. The knife tied to it followed, dropping into the dirt.

No one could tell whether this was a blunder on her part or a deliberate move. If it was a mistake, it was somewhat understandable, but if this was intentional, then it wasn’t looking good. After all, if this is how it’s going to be, then Baiyue just needs two shots to break both sides of the wooden rack, and all five knives will fall to the ground.

However, judging by the dejected expression on the Elf archer’s face, it was clearly just a mistake. The crowd didn’t celebrate either, everyone just stared at her in shock, creating an awkwardly silent atmosphere.

Once the target was set back up, Baiyue, cradling her sniper rifle, took to the stage. Before entering the field, she haggled with the field manager via an interpreter to increase the difficulty of the shooting, placing the wooden rack at a distance of two hundred meters.

While this distance is within the standard shooting range for a sniper, aiming to hit a distant target truly requires some high-level skill.

To be safe, Baiyue chose the most stable prone shooting position. Her sniper rifle came with its own stand, so she directly mounted the rifle on the ground.

The weapon she used was still the sniper rifle, modified from the Winchester M70 hunting rifle. When it came to customizing firearms, the Advance Team was given the most authority to pick and choose.

She didn’t fire immediately, but began taking out pen and paper instead to record the current shooting parameters. This kind of task should normally be handled by her assistant, Hu Daoke. However, as it was a competition, Baiyue had to do the calculations herself.

After a few minutes, Baiyue had figured out the approximate parameters and started setting her sight. The vertical thin target like the thread requires the most consideration of wind speed. The reason the Elf archer needed so much time to aim earlier was her quest for an optimal wind speed.

The square was surrounded by buildings, with a towering tree looming overhead, so the wind wasn’t particularly strong. Through her scope, Baiyue locked onto the thread in the distance, preparing to fire.

With a loud bang, the observing elves couldn’t even see the bullet’s trajectory. The first knife in the distance fell as soon as the sound echoed, plunging straight into the soil. Seeing this, the onlookers couldn’t help but gasp in awe.

Immediately after, Baiyue continued to lock onto the next target. In less than thirty seconds, she fired again, knocking down the second knife.

It was unclear whether she intentionally wanted to snatch first place from the Elf archer, but her aiming time for each target didn’t take long, averaging about twenty seconds per target. Because she was lying prone, she didn’t even have to worry about stamina depletion, swiftly taking out all five distant targets.

As the gunfire faded, the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd in the square once again erupted. Baiyue’s performance had truly stunned them. Not only did she shoot down five targets in half the time it took the Elf archer, but each shot also precisely hit the target. Even more admirable was that after shooting all five targets, she was not out of breath nor did her hands shake, contrasting greatly with the elf archer who had just left the field.

However, Baiyue seemingly wasn’t done just yet. She beckoned the interpreter over and had a brief discussion. Taking out a gold coin from the North, she handed it to the interpreter. The interpreter called the field manager over and asked him to place the gold coin on the furthest mound in the square.

The distance exceeded five hundred meters. Indeed, not just for an Elf archer, even a typical rifler might struggle. But Baiyue was different; she was a professionally trained sniper.

As everyone held their breath and watched, Baiyue took aim at her target once again. Shooting a target the size of a gold coin from five hundred meters was indeed a challenge for her. However, she understood that if she executed this shot impressively, she would be able to convince the stubborn Elf nobles without a

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