Seeing Hunter select this gun, Peter was naturally quite surprised.
Although the Continental Hotel wasn't short of skilled long-range snipers, those who could successfully hit a target beyond a thousand meters...
...as far as Peter knew, there was only one such person at the Los Angeles Continental Hotel branch.
And that person didn't like this particular sniper rifle precisely because its demands on the user were too high.
However, the real surprise came when Peter saw the third weapon Hunter had chosen.
The m249 machine gun—another piece of US Military standard equipment.
Its weight of over ten kilograms alone meant most people would have a hard time mastering this unruly weapon.
"Are you sure?"
Peter asked, sounding somewhat displeased.
He was a man who loved guns and was accustomed to judging what weapons Continental Hotel members were proficient with based on their firearm choices.
But this handsome Asian Youth before him made it impossible for Peter to determine what he was actually good at.
This displeased Peter somewhat.
"I'm sure. These are the ones."
Hunter couldn't care less whether Peter was happy or not. Getting three high-performance weapons for free...
The M4A1 carbine was one thing; with enough money, you could get one on the black market.
But the latter two weren't things you could just get by spending a little extra money.
Buying just the firearms was easier; those with sufficiently solid connections could obtain them.
But those high-precision scopes and various military-customized accessories weren't things you could just buy anywhere.
Hunter was quite happy that he could get three excellent weapons for free here at the Continental Hotel.
Peter looked deeply at Hunter for a few moments, then became even colder.
"Understood. Fill in your address here."
"These things are too conspicuous. The hotel will send someone to deliver them to you later."
"Good!"
Hunter quickly wrote down his farm's address. Seeing that Peter didn't want to engage with him anymore,
he also didn't plan to stay there much longer.
Just as he turned to leave this place that so resembled a firearms supermarket, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps.
Not long after, Cole, who had hurriedly left just over ten minutes ago, returned once more.
Upon seeing Hunter, he immediately walked over quickly and asked, "Hunter, I've seen some of your information. You should be proficient in using a sniper rifle, right?"
Hunter didn't know why Cole was asking this.
However, this man was, after all, the manager of the Los Angeles Continental Hotel, so he had to show him some respect.
Nodding, he replied, "Yes, I've killed a few people with a sniper rifle."
"What was the longest kill distance, roughly?"
Cole asked once more.
This question actually stumped Hunter for a moment.
In the past, when he used the Remington M700PSS sniper rifle, his longest kill was likely less than four hundred meters.
However, while practicing at the farm with the Remington M700PSS sniper rifle, Hunter had once hit a target over 1,200 meters away with an error of no more than two centimeters.
Any further, and he couldn't guarantee accuracy due to the design and scope of the Remington M700PSS sniper rifle...
Cole had suddenly come to see him in such a hurry; he must have run into some trouble.
Since this was such a good opportunity to show off, Hunter prepared to push for it.
So, after a moment of hesitation, he replied, "Before, using the Remington M700PSS sniper rifle, my longest kill was a target at about four hundred meters."
"However, during my usual practice with the Remington M700PSS sniper rifle, my accuracy is still very high even at around a thousand meters."
Hearing this, Cole's eyes immediately lit up.
Even Peter, over at the counter, whose impression of Hunter had started to sour, couldn't help but look at him in surprise.
As a firearms expert, Peter naturally knew the performance of the Remington M700PSS sniper rifle.
Its effective range was roughly eight hundred meters, as it was a sniper rifle defined for dual military and police use.
The Remington M700PSS certainly wasn't a top-tier sniper rifle.
At the very least, it was far inferior to the McMillan TAC-50 sniper rifle Hunter had just picked out, which had an effective range of two thousand meters.
Its power was also far inferior!
Cole had indeed encountered some trouble, and he quickly said to Hunter, "The hotel is currently facing a bit of a problem."
"A target commissioned by one of our clients not only failed to be eliminated by the assassin the hotel sent..."
"But his bodyguard even counter-killed the assassin we dispatched."
"I just received news that he has already found out who the client who commissioned us is."
"Based on the intelligence we gathered previously, given the target's personality, he will soon leave Los Angeles to personally deal with the client who commissioned us."
"We don't have much time left!"
"I hope you can snipe him on the way to the airport."
"The hotel will do its best to create a suitable sniping distance for you."
"After the mission is completed, I can use my authority to give you double the contribution points and gold coin rewards in addition to the mission payment. How about it?"
Hunter thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement.
"Fine!"
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