I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World - Chapter 1307 - : First Blood
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Chapter 1307 - : First Blood

Chapter 1307: First Blood

Translator: _Min_ Editor: Rainystars

Bang, bang!

Two quick shots were concealed by the rolling thunder.

The smoke diffused.

There was a terrifying blood hole on their forehead, and two figures, one after another, fell into the pool of blood.

The silver revolver was hoisted again, and Garek dropped the guitar case to the ground.

He walked forward and dragged the two bodies from the clock tower window to the wooden box under the stairs. He took out two claymores from his backpack and placed them behind the locked wooden door.

Unless there was something wrong with the clock tower, under normal circumstances, no one would come to the attic. In addition, the Colombian police must have done their homework and temporarily closed this clock tower during the visit of Xin delegation.

After he had set up the trap, he returned to the window and opened the redwood guitar case.

Large and small parts neatly filled all the space in the guitar case.

Garek skillfully assembled the parts, then placed the sniper rifle on his shoulder and aimed around a few times.

The wide magazine, the square muzzle with openings on both sides made it extremely easy for anyone, even without the slightest knowledge about weapons, to call out the name of this rifle.

Barrett.

To be precise, it was the Barrett M107A1, a new product from Barrett. Different from the old M82 series, as the world’s newest, most advanced, and most powerful sniper rifle, its effective range reached an astounding 2000 meters, and gained its name as the “silencing cannon” in the sniper industry.

Garek loaded the bullets painted red into the magazine one by one, he pulled the bolt and sneered.

API armor-piercing incendiary bullets could penetrate 11mm thick rolled homogeneous steel at a 45-degree angle within one kilometer, and produce more than 20 shrapnel behind the armor, as well as a combustion effect comparable to aviation kerosene. It was no exaggeration to say that even if the Xin president was in an armored vehicle, he was confident that it would only take one shot.

As for missing?

He never thought about it.

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