Just as Yang Jing was about to gather people to go into the mountain to carefully inspect the jade mine that had just been discovered, Boston, Massachusetts, USA, which was far away from the other end of the earth...

Tony Robinson is 38 years old and was an elite of the Delta Special Forces before retiring. However, when he was carrying out a secret mission in the Iraq-Iraq War, there were eight people in their squad due to intelligence errors. In the end, only he, as a sniper and commander of the squad, escaped, but he was also a little injured, with three fingers missing on his right hand and a ferocious wound on his face...

Originally, even if an elite like him was injured, he could continue to serve, but because his injuries were too obvious on his face, he could not do some secret tasks. In a disheartened state, Tony Robinson retired.

Tony Robinson is an old elite soldier. When the Delta was formed in 1978, at the age of 30, he became the first soldier of the Delta Special Forces. Even Nathan Brown and Austin Cooper had received training from Tony Robinson when they entered the Delta.

But even such elite troops were like most retired American soldiers after retirement, and it was difficult for them to adapt to social life. So in just over a year, Tony Robinson's wife divorced him and lived alone with her children, and he was almost becoming a bankrupt homeless man.

At this moment, Brown, a former comrade in the Delta, came to the door. After seeing that the former instructor had become like this, Nathan decisively pulled Tony Robinson into a special department of the Dark Shield Security Company - Ghost.

In a remote coastal town called Nen in northern Labrador, Newfoundland, Canada, after more than half a month of restorative training, 38-year-old Tony Robinson regained his confidence.

This time, he received the first mission after entering the Dark Shield. If this mission can be successful, then he will become a qualified ghost...

It doesn't matter to Robinson. Although the ghost's salary is very high, money is no longer of use for a bachelor. What Robinson likes most now is the feeling of returning to the battlefield, especially when he picks up the m21 sniper rifle, he will feel that his heart and soul will be particularly peaceful...

Robinson likes this job very much. It has nothing to do with salary or status. He just simply likes this job. So when Nathan gave this task, Robinson accepted it without hesitation.

In the entire Dark Shield Company, Robinson only knows Nathan and Austin. He has never contacted any other people, nor does he want to contact them. As a sniper when serving in the army, Robinson has become accustomed to being alone. When he performs missions, he doesn't even need an observer. He always stands alone at the highest point to take overall control.

"Tony, our Dark Shield Security Company is a newly established security company, but we are very strong. You will slowly understand this in the future... But the ghost in Dark Shield is the most hidden department in our company, because this department will be directly responsible to me. Except for our boss and me, you don't have to obey anyone's orders. Even the information is provided by me personally."

"What do I need to do?" Although I was very grateful to Nathan, Robinson, who had always been cold, still spoke like an iceberg.

"Tony, my boss and I need you to complete the first task after entering the Dark Shield. This task is also the assessment of whether you can become a ghost. The task is like this... This is a photo of two targets... I need you to create an "accident" with a suitable opportunity..."

Tony Robinson recalled the information Nathan said, closed his eyes slightly, and thought about the plan he had made alone again in his mind, and then opened his eyes and began to check the "weapon" in his hand.

The weapon in his hand is still the m21 sniper rifle he is most familiar with, but the bullets of this rifle have been specially modified.

The bullet of this sniper rifle is not the traditional 7.62mm rifle bullet, because the bullet's warhead is more pointed, a bit like a triangular spine, and there are also some patterns engraved on the warhead, which can ensure that the special warhead maintains high-speed rotation and stable stability during flight.

Moreover, the high-speed rotating warhead will not tumbling when hitting the target, but will directly pass through the target...

After carefully checking all the weapons and equipment, the observer's voice sounded on the radio.

"m1, m1, here is a vulture, here is a vulture." A familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded from the encrypted radio channel. Nathan said that this was one of the two observers who were specially found for this mission. Robinson and the two observers had never met. Each call was conducted via radio. So although Robinson was not familiar with these two observers at all, their voices were already extremely familiar.

Robinson knew that these two partners who had never met were actually members of the "Ghost".

"This is m1, please speak with vulture."

"M1, Target No. 1 and Target No. 2 have already come out of the villa of Target No. 1. The two targets are in the same car. The model is a black Lincoln Boulevard extended RV with license plate number *******. There is no bodyguard car to follow. There are two bodyguards in the car. Now the car has turned on Highway No. 1 and is expected to arrive in twenty-five minutes..."

Robinson nodded and continued to ask, "Fox, fox, this is m1, what is the traffic on Highway 1 today?"

After a radio interference, another familiar sound came along with a noisy roar. "Today, the road conditions of Highway 1 are in good condition. There are no traffic jams from the villa of Target No. 1 to the Tobin Bridge, and there are fewer vehicles. Over."

Robinson looked up at the sky north and could vaguely see a helicopter hovering in the sky.

"m1, m1, this is a fox. The road conditions are not a big problem. I am going to land at the target location now. We will contact you again in ten minutes, over."

Robinson put down the radio intercom and sorted out the weapons and other things again. Then he took the intercom and picked up a fishing rod, walked out of the cabin leisurely, sat firmly at the stern, and started fishing.

And about four hundred meters east of this small yacht is the famous Tobin Bridge.

Ten minutes later, the fox's voice sounded again, "m1, m1, this is the fox. I have arrived at the target location and am waiting for the target vehicle to pass, over."

Ten minutes later, "m1, m1, here is a fox. The target vehicle has just passed here. It is expected that it will enter the Tobin Bridge in another five minutes. Please be prepared and over."

Robinson nodded slightly, whispered: "Received." Then he ended the call decisively.

Put away the fishing rod, walk into the cabin, and then put the m21 sniper rifle on the bridge. The glass window in front was opened to a gap, just so that the barrel could be blocked without any obstacles.

He slightly adjusted the direction of the muzzle, then put his eyes closer to the sniper lens, and the situation on the bridge deck was clearly presented inside the sniper lens.

The Tobin Bridge in front of you spans the Mistic River, also known as the Mysterious River Bridge, is a double-decker cantilever truss bridge with a span of more than two miles, with the longest and largest truss height of 115 feet, which looks very bold from a distance. This bridge is currently the largest bridge in New England.

To the east of the bridge is where the Chelsea River and the Mistic River converge, and Massachusetts Highway One passes through this bridge.

After waiting quietly for three or four minutes, a black extended Lincoln car appeared in the sniper scope. Through the high-magnitude sniper scope, Robinson could clearly see the license plate number of the car on a yacht more than 400 meters away, which was exactly what the Vulture called the target vehicle.

Robinson stood up straight, twisted his neck slightly, took a deep breath, and put his eyes on the sniper lens again, and the muzzle began to rotate slightly.

Robinson, who has fourteen years of sniping experience, can clearly judge the speed of the car at this time - between 38 and 39 miles. Robinson is still very sure of his own judgment. In fact, when he was a sniper during his service, most of the sniper targets were in motion, and there were few static targets, so he had already developed the ability to judge the speed of the target's movement - not even worse than a special speedometer.

Through the sniper lens, Robinson also saw the colorful flags flying on the bridge. Through the direction and degree of the colorful flags flying, he also clearly judged the wind speed and direction today - the wind speed is about four knots, and the wind direction is northeast.

There is a little wind, but it doesn't matter.

In just a few seconds, Robinson completed his judgment on the surrounding environment. He took a deep breath again, missing his little finger, holding the trigger with his right hand of the ring finger and middle finger. The only index finger left in his right hand slowly reached into the trigger and gently pressed it on the trigger.

The extended Lincoln car has a speed of about 39 miles per hour, which is about 62 kilometers per hour. This speed is actually very fast, but before performing this task, Robinson had simulated shooting at the training base many times...wheels.

Because the sniper lens is enlarged, the wheels move very quickly, but this is not difficult for Robinson to shoot small targets at high speeds, rhythm is a very critical factor.

After the cross sign in the sniper scope moved with the right front wheel of the target vehicle for more than ten seconds, Robinson had mastered a rhythm.

He exhaled a breath that was holding in his chest and then took a steady breath. The cross sign of Robinson's sniper lens moved forward a little, and then, when the target wheel flashed through an erect bridge, Robinson still pulled the trigger.

After the m21 sniper rifle equipped with a silencer made a sound that was not much louder than fart, there was no sound again. Robinson had already packed up the gun quickly, then accelerated the yacht quickly turned a corner and drove upstream of the river.
Chapter completed!