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Chapter 107 Chapter [-]

While pondering, Han Lang quickly checked the injury.

In the intercostal area, there was a wound that wasn't deep. It just cut Pichu without hurting the flesh. It was simply put on some medicine powder, and didn't even need sutures.

In the abdomen, there was a wound larger than the needle eye, bleeding drops, and it was judged that it was not deep, and the belly was not pierced.

As for the hands, the knife-grabbing gloves are no longer necessary. A cut is almost cut to the flesh, and the blood beads ooze out quickly, so it is not a serious injury.

None of these were as frightening as the faint mark on the tip of the nose, if it wasn't for the fact that the distance just avoided the tip of the knife, his head would have been split open.

It's really ruthless!

After Han Lang checked the wound, he secretly thought that he was lucky, if he hadn't reacted fast enough, today would definitely be unavoidable.

He let out a bad breath, saw the MP7 in the light, went to pick it up, checked it with a clatter, and found that it was not broken, but there was a shiny knife mark on the back of the muzzle.

Put away the MP7, then saw the Glock 19, picked it up, and found that there was also a mark on the back of the muzzle, and it didn't even touch the guide rail on it.

Is it that sharp?
Looking at the deep knife marks, Han Lang couldn't help looking at the corpse whose head had been split open.

It's a knife...

The guy still had the knife in his hand.

The blade was dark, similar to the waist knives he had seen, but it wasn't, it wasn't Chinese style.

He bent down and opened the man's fingers, picked up the knife and looked carefully.

There was no trace of the blade, and there was no light on the blade when it was pointed at the light. Obviously, the blade was not affected by the gun just now.

Nice knife!

Feeling a cold breath from the blade, stroking the blade lightly made it even more icy sharp, Han Lang praised secretly.

This knife has a total length of [-] centimeters, the widest part of the knife head is [-] to [-] centimeters, the tip is slender, and the handle has a handguard. The lower part is integrally formed with a handguard that is not connected, which is completely different from the Huaxia style.

Why does it feel a little familiar...

Holding the comfortable handle of the knife, he waved it, a thought flashed in his mind, and when his eyes turned, he saw the scabbard thrown on the ground, stepped forward to pick it up, and put the knife back into the sheath.

Seeing that there are two ropes on the scabbard of unknown material, after comparing it, it can be tied on the back, so he tied it neatly and carried it on the back.

Another knife was left in the room over there, but not this kind, more like a samurai sword.

Carrying the scabbard, quickly check the room. If someone is dead, there will always be clues or information.

After a search, it was discovered that the person who died last was actually an oriental face. It seemed that he was from the island country, not from China, let alone Bangzi.

Ninja...

The corner of Han Lang's mouth twitched, his gaze swept past the corpse, and went straight to their underwear.

Apart from the backpack on the bed, there were two assault rifles. The guns were the same as the ones in his hand, but it was a bit strange, and he couldn't tell what kind of gun it was.

Let’s say it’s the Scar M17, the barrel is slightly longer, and the overall style is a bit like a scar, but obviously not, like the M14, there is no production mark.

After glancing at it, Han Lang put down his gun and quickly rummaged through his pockets, looking for information.

But these two people had nothing in their pockets except the necessary combat supplies, not even a dime in the clean ones.

On the contrary, a wide belt is very fresh, and something like a dart is stuck on it.

Han Lang took out one and looked at it, and saw that it was like an awl, with a hidden weapon with a blood groove, put it away, and threw it into the backpack.

He picked up the last piece of clothing and searched quickly, but there was also nothing with information.

Throwing away the clothes, grabbed a backpack, rummaged through it carefully, quickly checked the backpacks of the two of them, and slowly opened their eyes.

The pair had night vision goggles in their backpacks, as well as night vision goggles and scopes for guns.

Han Lang is no stranger to these two things, on the contrary they are very familiar.

The night vision goggles are the same as the ones he was hacked into, as are the scopes and the night vision goggles on the gun. They are the same as the night vision goggles and scopes that were seized by the ones who killed the Range Rover before, just the sights. The multiple is slightly smaller, not for long-range sniping.

These guys are a gang!

Taking out the headset in the bag, Han Lang's eyes sparkled.

These, are all identical, with no production marks, and in the same shape.

It seems so!

With a flash of thought, Han Lang emptied a backpack and stuffed it all in. Seeing that there was nothing else in the room, he turned around and went to another room.

Another bastard...

When he saw the first person to be killed, Han Lang's previous judgment was shaken.

There was a guy in the Hummer group before, and here, there is another one, which shows that these people are not the elite of the United States.

Maozi, he will never join the US army, nor will the US army want it.

What kind of force is this?
With a flash of thought, Han Lang stepped over and picked up the knife on the ground, only to realize that it was not a ninja sword, but also had a blade head, but it was only four centimeters wide, different from a ninja sword or a Tang sword.

The blade is not black, but covered with dark red, irregular patterns, so that the blade cannot see the metallic luster, and the overall appearance of the blade is red.

Taking a closer look, Han Lang was secretly amazed.

There was no bloodstain on the knife, but just now it had cut the head and pierced the body again, and there was not even a trace of blood. Touching it with my hand, apart from being cold, it was also quite smooth.

how so……

Han Lang took a few extra glances strangely. Although he had never used a knife before, he had learned it before. It was just the kind of waist knife similar to the Qing Dynasty era, with a slight curvature and a wider blade. After entering the army, even if he had never touched it again , also know about knives.How could the knife not be stained with blood?
After looking at it for a while, sheathed the knife, stuffed it into the backpack, and stood it aside.

There is no time to study these in detail.

In the room, the two people had the same clothes and nothing, and there were all the combat equipment in the backpack.

Put away the night vision device, headset, and scope, pick up two guns, and walk out of the room.

Diagonally opposite there is another room that has not been searched. Han Lang went in and took a look. There was a concrete floor, a shower head, a water tank, and two toilets. It turned out to be a toilet.

I don't know if the excrement here is directly built a septic tank below, or it leads to the sewage network of the small city.

Seeing nothing but toiletries, remembering the place of origin of the toiletries, Han Lang went to the first one to search, but it was only the doorway of an empty room.

Put down the backpack and gun, and carefully open a box.

As soon as the box was opened, a metallic luster emerged from the inside.

The rags are actually covered with several gold objects, but they are just dusty. Obviously, they are not often played by people, maybe they are the living pits that the aunt said.

He didn't take it out, just glanced at it, and then closed the box.

Although there are not many things, it is obviously not bad.

In the other two wooden boxes, there is a box of bullets, one box after another, full of them; a box of grenades, the grenades are nothing new, they are Maozi's F1 defensive grenades during World War II that can be seen here.

This thing is a bit bulky, but the killing radius is 30 meters. The steel balls and projectile fragments inside are actually not safe at 30 meters. When you throw it, you will hurt yourself if you get too close.

The other cardboard boxes were full of military rations and instant noodles.

The bullet doesn't seem to be able to take it away...

Han Lang flipped through the pages, saw that there was no information he wanted, and was about to leave. It was already 10 minutes away.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the speakers hanging on the wall, and he immediately understood that Hager was going to ring the alarm, but there were four people here. At least it is impossible to get out of the body.

Take a deep breath, let it out slowly, stand up and leave with your backpack.

After receiving the message, Young Master Gui had already quietly removed the oil barrel, took the backpack handed out by Han Lang, and took the four assault rifles.

Gui Shao just wanted to ask if Han Lang was injured, Han Lang said directly into the headset at the entrance of the cave: "Auntie, there are four people underground, all of them were killed, and there is no information. I have contacted these people with Sapphire, sniper rifle and night vision device It was captured that time. There are still some gold objects underground. They look quite old. The bullets here cannot be taken away. The guns should be very advanced. At least the scope should be of the same level as the M14. Auntie, little ghost, isn’t it here? I need to take them all away, whether to continue looking for the target, I want to hear your thoughts."

After Han Lang's voice fell, the aunt said: "I think I should empty it first, and then study whether to continue searching. After all, there will be no specific information, and there is no direction to search."

"I also think it is, not because things are good or bad, but because there is no specific goal."

Young Master Gui then agreed.

"Okay then, we're going out."

Seeing that the two of them had the same thoughts as his, Han Lang quickly slid down while talking. In a short time, he put the gold utensils into the backpack and loaded some bullets, then got out of the hole and covered the oil drum.

The two of them, one with two assault rifles and one backpack, quietly left the refueling place, the explosives did not move, and silently moved out of the city.

When the two of Han Lang, who were covered in blood, stood in front of the aunt, the aunt knew what they had gone through without asking.

Especially the broken knife marks on Han Lang's clothes, which made the aunt secretly startled.

How tragic is this battle?
In fact, Young Master Gui is more aware of the dangers underground, even using grenades, how can the intensity of the battle be reduced?
"Why do you still have two knives?"

The aunt took the backpack, glanced at Han Lang's back, and asked a puzzled question.

"These two knives should be good and sharp."

As Han Lang said, he took the bullet out of the bag and handed the bag to the little girl who was looking at him.

The little girl looked down into her eye bag, got up and got into the camouflage cloth, opened the door and put it in the car.

"How to look for it next, it is not appropriate to evacuate, and there will be no chance to come again."

The aunt said while fiddling with the gun in her hand, "My suggestion is to keep looking."

Young Master Gui also fiddled with the gun in his hand, pressed on the night vision device and scope, turned it on, saw the effect, was amazed, and did not participate in the discussion.

"Let's find clues from the leader here."

Han Lang also installed a scope, clicked on the night vision device, and said: "Since the target can be a high-level here, the leader can't get rid of the responsibility. I suspect that those who chased us are hiding in the underground there. The building is old, except for the cement floor of the toilet and bathroom, the others are made of stone, I don’t know how many years ago they lived here.”

"That's weird."

After the little girl returned to the guard position, the aunt put down her gun and said: "It's intriguing to think about what they are doing here. If you say they are shit-stirring sticks, they are not willing to change their appearance. What they are good at is supporting puppets, and they don't need to change their appearance. As for those buildings, according to what you said, the layout is more like a wine cellar, but people here don’t drink alcohol, and the cigar house is not right, I don’t know why.”

"Head, this gun is great!"

After the aunt's voice fell, Gui Shao put down the gun, tried the trigger, and said: "This is much better than the M16, and it is comfortable to hold, but the clip is a little less, and it is not the same as the M16."

"There are magazines. I don't think I can take them under the sink. There is also a box of FI defensive grenades inside. Most of the box of bullets. If you bring them all out later, it would be a pity to bury them there."

"Grenades can be used there, as booby traps. F1 is very good, with great lethality, and the fuze can be adjusted, and can be controlled from 0 seconds to 12 seconds. Let's go to the bullets and magazines again. By the way, bring Bring out some grenades and adjust the time for a while."

Young Master Gui said while fiddling with the gun in his hand fondly.

"Okay, let's go in again to prepare, there is still time."

Han Lang said and stood up.

The two went back there again, observed carefully, and confirmed that no one had noticed that something was wrong here. They entered quietly, poured out the things they wanted to take away from the ground, and came to the room where they were killed before.

Here, there are 10,000+ cash, all in rolls.

I didn't take care of it before, so it would be a pity to throw it away.

Take them all away, leaving booby traps on the door, the two of them fell into the darkness again, and quietly left the city like ghosts.

In less than an hour, Young Master Gui set the detonation time of all the booby traps. Han Lang and the two returned to the city again, wandering silently, and placed booby traps one by one at key positions as a safety guarantee for breaking out.

Get ready, it's not even midnight yet, the two of them approached a door silently.

The defense here is as loose as that of his own home. Han Lang didn't understand how these forces survived and grew up. Even the basic guards and mobile sentries were sparse. They tossed for hours, but no one noticed.

However, Han Lang was not careless, and the thrilling underground battle made him tense all the time.

After listening for a few seconds and confirming that there were four people in the room, Han Lang made several consecutive gestures and quietly entered.

In the room, the snoring sounded like thunder, and the four of them were all asleep, unaware that the god of death was coming.

Han Lang and Young Master Gui slowly approached each other, and each slowly held a head.

Han Lang turned his head to signal, in the eyes of Young Master Gui, and when he was ready, he snapped the neck of the man in front of his hand, followed by a pounce, covered the mouth of the man next to him with his hand, and rested the knife on his neck .

Young Master Gui did the same thing, killing one and controlling the other. When the two guys woke up from their sleep and struggled, they each used their knives to force them to stop their kicking movements.

"Tell me, have you seen this ring?"

Han Lang put the ring in his hand close to the man's eyes, and asked in a cold voice.

"I've seen...Abdul...Hag...and brought..."

The guy saw the ring clearly with the help of the faint light, and his pinched cheeks could not speak clearly, but he didn't dare to hesitate.

"Who else is taking it?"

Han Lang pinched the ring, and the knife in his hand was pressed against the guy's chest.

"And... and... Muhammad... Ofar... he is our leader..."

That guy dared not hesitate in the throbbing pain in his chest.

Sure enough, it has nothing to do with the leader.

Han Lang's eyes flashed brightly, and he asked, "Where does Ofar live?"

　Four thousand chapters are presented, ten thousand words are completed, and we will continue tomorrow. Good night everyone
　　
　
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