He Built a Sniper Rifle That Fit Inside His Boot 😳

I secured the sniper rifle with a rope and aimed at the watermelon in the distance. The bullet veered off toward the bottom left, so I adjusted the scope and fired again. This time, I barely missed, so I adjusted the scope one more time. Then, I grabbed an armor-piercing round. This time, a single shot went straight through the watermelon. My target was a very important person. I entered the maintenance room, hid the bullet inside my phone case, and passed through security without any trouble. I pretended to be just another spectator. Then, I went to the snack bar, bought four bottles of water and some snacks, and entered the event venue. I acted completely natural and waited for the right moment to slip away. At that time, there were no passengers leaving, so I headed straight toward the back area. I opened the service door and climbed onto the roof of the maintenance room. Then, I entered the ventilation duct and crawled through the tight space. Finally, I reached a spot directly above the stage. My target was scheduled to be in charge of an event there two days later. I took off the orthopedic boot I was wearing for my Achilles tendon. The weapon had been designed by me and my assistant, and it fit perfectly inside the boot. After assembling the sniper rifle, everything was ready. The maintenance work was completed quickly. I opened a bottle of water and took a small sip. Starting that night, the maintenance room would be completely sealed off because two days later, an important public figure would arrive at the site. That person was my target. I used an iron pipe to polish my credit card. Just then, I heard footsteps. It was the security team inspecting the area, but they couldn't find me. The security team was using state-of-the-art metal detectors that could even detect human organs. They had also brought in professional dogs trained to detect explosives. On top of that, they installed bulletproof glass around the stage. The police handed the security team a sketch of me. Then, they showed them a photograph. It was an identity I had used in the past. Inside the ventilation duct, I satisfied my hunger with the snacks and water. Even the empty water bottles turned out to be useful. I couldn't rest properly, and my whole body felt extremely itchy. When the press conference was about to begin, I started stretching and warming up so my body wouldn't go numb. Meanwhile, security continued inspecting the venue. Only after the speech officially began did I leave the ventilation duct. I discovered there was also a guard nearby, so I positioned myself behind it. I quickly climbed onto the roof of the repair room. There was someone else up there, too. I grabbed the polished credit card and carefully aimed toward the stage. The important personality also stepped onto the stage. A huge piece of bulletproof glass completely protected them. I didn't shoot right away. I was waiting for the important person to make a mistake. There were also other people attempting to carry out an attack. I aimed again, but I missed my opportunity. I had no choice but to abandon the mission. I immediately disguised myself and left the repair room.

time. Then, I grabbed [music] an armor-piercing round. This time, a single shot went straight through the watermelon. My target was a very important person. I entered the maintenance room, hid the bullet [music] inside my phone case, and passed through

security without any trouble. I pretended to be just another spectator. Then, I went to the snack bar, [music] bought four bottles of water and some snacks, and entered the event venue. I acted completely natural and waited for the right moment to slip away. At that

time, there were no passengers leaving, so I headed straight toward the back area. I opened the service door and climbed onto the roof of the maintenance room. Then, I entered the ventilation duct and crawled through the tight space. Finally, I reached a spot

directly above the stage. My target was scheduled to be in charge of an event there 2 days later. I took off the orthopedic boot I was wearing for my Achilles tendon. The weapon had been designed by me and my assistant, and it

fit perfectly inside the [music] boot. After assembling the sniper rifle, everything was ready. The maintenance work was completed quickly. I opened a bottle of water and took a small sip.

Starting that night, the maintenance room [music] would be completely sealed off because 2 days later, an important public figure would arrive at the site.

That [music] person was my target. I used an iron pipe to polish my credit card. Just then, I heard footsteps. It was the security team inspecting the [music] area, but they couldn't find me.

The security team was using state-of-the-art metal detectors that could even detect human organs. They had also brought in professional dogs trained to detect explosives. [music] On top of that, they installed bulletproof glass around the stage. The police handed the security team a sketch

of me. Then, they showed them a photograph. It was an identity I had used in the past. Inside the ventilation duct, I satisfied my hunger with the snacks and water. Even the empty water bottles turned out to be useful. I

couldn't rest properly, [music] and my whole body felt extremely itchy. When the press conference was about to begin, I started stretching and warming up so my body wouldn't go numb. Meanwhile, security continued inspecting the venue.

Only after the speech officially began did I leave the ventilation duct. I discovered there was also a guard nearby, so I positioned myself behind it. I quickly climbed onto the roof of the repair room. There was someone else

up there, too. I grabbed the polished credit card and carefully aimed toward the stage. [music] The important personality also stepped onto the stage.

A huge piece of bulletproof glass completely protected [music] them. I didn't shoot right away. I was waiting for the important person to make a mistake. There were also other people attempting to carry out an attack.

I aimed again, but I missed my opportunity. [music] I had no choice but to abandon the mission. I immediately disguised myself and left the repair room.