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Chapter 117 Taking Chestnuts from the Fire (please subscribe, ask for a monthly pass)

These three people and the two snipers are nothing special. They don't look special on the surface, but they are well equipped.

But the fireman, that is, the guy holding the assault rifle, the gun in his hand is exactly the same as the one that Han Lang brought out from the gas station, Scar M170!

Moreover, the length of the barrel is slightly longer by visual inspection. It is the same as the one they seized, modified, or made according to the M170. It has the charm of the M170, but it is two guns.

The same goes for the sniper scope, not in bad shape.

This is a group of people, a group of people related to Iron Scorpion.

Watching the three of them quietly enter the place of worship from tens of meters away, Han Lang and the three of them did not move, lurking quietly until the figures of the three disappeared.

Now that the target is found, the arrest of these three people must be given priority.

The three disappeared into the building that worshiped, and the three of Han Lang still did not move, waiting quietly.

Their action time is one hour, and the time has not yet started.

After waiting for a full 5 minutes, Han Lang waved his hand and slashed, and quietly touched it.

The three of them took cover alternately, silently touching the dome building.

As we got closer, there was no visible heat source in the building, and there were no guards.

This made Han Lang very puzzled.

Even one or two guards are fine, why can't I see them?
There are even two guards in the leader's residence. Since this is the place where those people come and go, it may be the lair, so how come there are no guards?

In doubt, he slowly approached with his gun in hand, and quietly entered the gate.

After careful investigation, no electronic equipment was found, and the possibility of a camera was ruled out. The three of Han Lang entered in a file, grabbed each other and searched forward.

It is very empty here, there are no messy compartments, a hall, and it is clear at a glance that it is empty.

The night vision device could see the subtle traces left by the footprints on the ground. The three searched briefly, followed the footprints silently, and went straight to the building behind.

Behind, there is also an empty room, but it is still empty.

As for the footprints, when they reached the middle of the house, they stopped moving forward and disappeared.

Rewind?

The three of them faced each other with their guns moving. I don't know how the three of them disappeared.

After confirming that there was no movement around, Han Lang slowly squatted down, and after a closer look, he found that there were signs of slight movement on the ground.

You must know that the dust here is quite large, and there will be a layer of dust on the ground in a few minutes, and the traces left by the movement are easy to identify.

The trace was three meters away, right in the very center of the room.

This is the secret door!

But Han Lang looked around, but didn't find anything special around him.

I don't know where the organ that opens the secret door is.

"Search carefully!"

Han Lang made two consecutive gestures to order.

Gui Shao and aunt dispersed with guns in hand, quietly searching the surroundings.

But it's just a search, because the footprints didn't stop or branch when they came in, and no one opened the mechanism.

After checking around, the three of them walked back along the trail.

But there are also no traces left along the way, and the footprints have not been scattered.

It appears to be internally open...

Han Lang's eyes flashed brightly, and he made several gestures and waved his hands falsely.

The three of them then went out the door and confirmed that there were no traces of touch along the way, not even on the walls, and the three left without a sound.

Since this is an internal opening, there is no other way but blasting. If you have to enter, you can only attack by force.

But storming is not something they can carry out. There are hundreds of armed forces around. Once there is a firefight, let alone storming, it will be a problem to get out.

But this place cannot be left alone. After confirming that no mechanism could be found, the three of them returned to the room again, planting booby traps and bombs around the portal, so as not to disturb the other party, and the other party would protrude for reinforcements from here.

After the target is captured, some explosives will be piled up here. If you don't attack, it will blow up here.

After placing the bomb, the three of them silently touched the vicinity of the target.

The two guards were still quiet, holding their guns and looking ahead, occasionally turning their heads to check left and right, very dedicated.

After confirming that the target was normal, Han Lang made two consecutive gestures, carried the AK on his back, and drew out his dagger to approach silently.

Big Mom moved in the same way, closely following Han Lang's footsteps.

Approaching quietly, Han Lang and Da Ma jumped out almost at the same time, covered each other's mouth, and the dagger in his hand flashed across the other's throat like lightning, pierced hard into the other's heart, and twisted the handle to let the blood flow into the blood. Chest, after the two people stopped convulsing, they drew out the knife and dragged it close to the corner.

"alert!"

Han Lang waved his hand to give an order, and when Young Master Gui approached and started laying mines to prevent the enemy from exposing the rapid reinforcements, Han Lang and his aunt silently touched the door.

The door was quietly opened, and the snoring on the first floor was clearly audible.

Did not alarm the other party!

Han Lang slowly pulled out the knife on his back, and quietly walked towards the stairs.

The aunt held her Spartan sword and approached the sleeping figure silently. While Han Lang was stepping up the stairs on her toes, she dragged the knife across the necks of those sleeping people, and moved quickly under her feet, cutting the throat and blood vessels of the other person with the knife.

Before the bloody smell filled the air, Han Lang rushed to the second floor with a few flashes, and with the sound of blood sword spraying, he landed on the second floor, and then jumped towards the target.

There, there was still a person, and there was a snoring sound, as if awakened by the noise.

Han Lang flew in, the knife raised high, the moment the guy raised his head, the handle of the knife rushed down, hit the opponent's forehead with a bang, and knocked the guy back with a muffled grunt.

Han Lang also threw himself on the opponent, pressed the opponent firmly, let go of the handle of the knife, the tape stuck to the man's mouth, quickly pulled out the strapping, tied the man neatly, and then grabbed his face.

Sure enough, the beard all over his face was fake, it wasn't that the beard was fake, but that his face was torn apart when he pulled it.

Another makeover...

Han Lang felt that these people were troublesome, so it took a lot of trouble to get some silicone masks to cover their faces.

After tearing off the silicone mask, a white face appeared in sight.

"The target is in hand, the interrogation begins!"

Han Lang whispered in the headset: "Sapphire is ready, and I will rush to the pick-up location in half an hour. Auntie will search the room to see if there is a secret door. Please be careful, Young Master Gui."

"Yes!"

Aunt and Young Master Gui responded in low voices.

"clear."

The little girl also answered in seconds, and the speed of tapping was much faster, and it was obvious that she was a little anxious.

Indeed, she was left alone by the side of the two cars, unable to participate in the battle yet, unable to see the enemy, and even more worried about Han Lang's safety.

After receiving the news that Han Lang and the others were moving smoothly, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so nervous.

Han Lang controlled the target well, the guy wasn't unconscious, he would wake up from the dizziness, but he was clearly aware of his situation and didn't struggle.

Han Lang put away the knife, drew out the dagger, and said in common language: "Answer my question, or I will make your life worse than death."

The guy nodded desperately with great interest, obviously intending to confess.

Seeing that the other party was interested, Han Lang removed half of the tape and asked, "How many people are here?"

"More than 600..."

The guy couldn't speak very well, but he was coherent.

"I'm asking you how many people you have, not about your indigenous armed forces!"

Han Lang's voice was steady, and he scratched the blade of the dagger with his fingers, seemingly carelessly, but in fact it caused more pressure on the opponent.

That guy obviously understood what Han Lang was asking, and hurriedly said: "I don't know the exact number, I only know at least ten people, I don't know where they live, and I haven't seen how they come in and out."

puppet?
Han Lang frowned.

But this guy is similar to the previous target, that guy is not a strong person, not much stronger than ordinary people.

But it's obviously not the core, and it seems to be terrified of those cores.

"What about the supply, are they responsible for it themselves?"

Han Lang changed his angle and stopped directly interrogating the Iron Scorpion mercenary group for information, and didn't take out the ring, trying to get more information, even if it wasn't direct.

"No."

Seeing Han Lang put down the knife, the man felt a lot more relieved, and said, "Just send it to the place of worship. At night, they will transport it away by themselves. I suspect they will live underground."

It seems right, there is the portal of entry and exit.

But how to open it?
The guy in front of him obviously hadn't been in there before, but he didn't hide it either. He explained that the information should be reliable.

"How long have you been here?"

"I have been here for five years, just to form an armed force..."

That guy didn't hide anything, and he didn't know who Han Lang was. He answered all questions, and said, "I obey a command named Christopher. I don't know what faction he belongs to. I think he is from the United States, but I don't know if it is BI or something else." People, I started to provide me with funds and weapons, just let me encourage some people to organize armed forces, and later they will be self-sufficient when they have a site, and no more funds will be allocated.”

"Aside from forming an armed force, what other tasks do you have here?"

Han Lang didn't care about the truth or falsehood of what the other party said, and said, "Let's start from the beginning, talk about the things you are responsible for here, and pick the key points."

"After I formed the armed forces, I was responsible for finding a girl with dark skin and blue eyes. She should be twenty years old..."

I see……

Han Lang understood why the little girl shot at the checkpoint back then. Obviously someone among them noticed her and tried to come over to ask or take her away. The little girl felt the danger, so she shot.

"Are these two positions your people? Do you understand what I'm talking about?"

Han Lang thought for a moment, then asked.

"I don't know... I'm only in charge of this area, and mercenaries usually come over, but they only enter the building where the worship is held. It has been forbidden to approach there for many years, and people are only allowed to enter during worship. People know that there are other armed forces there, and they don't know what secrets are there."

"What are those mercenaries here for?"

Han Lang continued to ask.

"I don't know. There are three of them in a pickup truck. When they leave, they need to bring some supplies, some water, food, and oil. I really don't know what they are doing here, and I am not allowed to get close there."

three people……

Han Lang's eyes dimmed.

At the beginning, there were three people in the small village, a pickup truck dressed as a mercenary, and two cars at the cliff, but obviously there were three people in one car.

Are they a gang?Are they all getting supplies from here?

Han Lang made a quick analysis and felt that this possibility was very high, because there were three people, one car, and supplies. In this barren area, there was no residential area to support them, so they couldn't move around the edge of the desert for too long.

Thoughts flashed, Han Lang asked in a deep voice: "Have you seen anything special about the things they brought?"

"When the supplies were being unloaded, I approached them once."

The guy said honestly: "In addition to tents, ropes, and tool bags in the car body, there is nothing special in sight."

That's right!
There was a flash of light in Han Lang's eyes, which made the guy's heart tighten, thinking that he had made a mistake.

But Han Lang immediately became more confused.

If these people are all in the same group, and something is wrong, since the little girl is so important, how could those three guys have sperm in their heads?You know, once the turn is over, I'm afraid the little girl will die. How can these three people not care about the little girl's life and death if they are working hard to find the goal for eight years?
Thoughts flashed, Han Lang couldn't solve the confusion for a short time, but he confirmed that the mercenaries in this man's mouth were those people he had encountered before, so he couldn't be wrong.

Here, there is no need to bring ropes. There are very few cliffs here, and the slopes are generally not very steep, so ropes are not needed.

After a quick analysis, the aunt suddenly said: "Head, I found something abnormal."

"speak."

Han Lang responded in a low voice.

"The thickness of the back wall of the room is wrong. In the kitchen and the living room, the thickness of the wall differs by more than one meter and nearly two meters."

Clamp the wall!

Han Lang understood in seconds, then stared at the man and asked, "Where is the secret door?"

"I've never seen a secret door."

The man was a little panicked, and said cautiously: "Christopher arranged to live here. I haven't touched the facilities here. I don't know where the secret door is. Please believe me, I'm telling the truth."

"Find the secret door."

Han Lang stared at him and said in the headset.

"Good head."

Aunt said looking carefully.

"What else do you have to say?"

After the aunt responded, Han Lang asked.

"There is... there is..."

The guy panicked even more. He squeezed out a voice from the corner of his mouth and said, "I have ammunition and money. I know who supports this organization. I know the arms channel. Please, don't hurt me."

The ammunition is no longer yours...

The corner of Han Lang's mouth twitched, and he asked, "How much money do you have? How do you transfer the money?"

"I still have 70 meters of gold, account number..."

The guy didn't know if these could buy his life, but he still didn't dare to hesitate.

Only 70...

Han Lang thought there would be hundreds of millions, but it was only 70, which surprised him.

It's not that I don't care about the money, but I feel that an organization with more than 600 armed forces has only hundreds of thousands of cash flow, which is too little, and it is not enough for a battle.

Of course, it refers to those battles that are full of shells and machine guns, and the intensity is not low.

"How to contact Christopher?"

Han Lang didn't take out the satellite phone, and continued to ask.

"It was he who contacted me, and he called me if there was anything. I haven't seen him for a long time. It's been two years, and he hasn't been here again."

It seems so...

Han Lang is not interested in the nature of the organization here, and finding the root of the Iron Scorpion Mercenary Group is his goal.

It would be best if Professor Liang could be saved, if he couldn't be saved, or if he had already been killed, then killing the Iron Scorpion mercenary group would be his goal in the future, until all people related to the Iron Scorpion were eliminated!
When Aunt walked up to the second floor and began to search, Han Lang took the guy's phone, turned it on, and wrote down Christopher's phone number without trying to call it.

It's meaningless to make a call. Unless you have the ability to lock, the other party won't know where it is, so what if you get through?
Confirming that there is nothing to ask, Han Lang didn't wait for the guy's thoughts to flash, and with a wrong hand, snapped his neck and pulled the corpse away so that the aunt could lift the blanket.

　In the book review, some book friends said that one update and one update look boring, and I think so, so I adjusted the update time, and set two consecutive updates at [-]:[-] tomorrow night. The update will also be added this time. Try not to let everyone stay up late and wait. Even.

　　
　
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