global sniper

Chapter 16 Fighting the Gobi

As soon as Han Lang finished speaking, he saw the machine gun on the side of his pickup truck.

He couldn't tell whether it was a heavy machine gun, a light machine gun, or an anti-aircraft machine gun, but he knew that once that thing showed its power, their pickups would be paperless.

"Sapphire, hold on to the steering wheel." Han Lang snorted, and when the little girl leaned over, he had already let go of the steering wheel, turned around and leaned out the car window, locked the muzzle of the pickup behind him and pulled the trigger.

da da... da da...

The AK let out a brisk, rhythmic detonation, and the bullets whistled and flew towards the blurred shadow of the car in the dust.

puff!
The guy with the goggles on the pickup hadn't seen the target clearly yet, a cloud of blood on his neck was blown up by the wind, he fell backwards, rolled down neatly, fell into the dust, and disappeared.

Two long bursts fired to kill the machine gunner, Han Lang didn't relax, the muzzle of the gun moved slightly, locked the front of the car and pulled the trigger.

Da da……

Amid the crisp gunshots, glass flowers burst out of the pickup's cover, and bullet holes appeared abruptly. Before the driver could react, a cloud of blood exploded.

A bullet hit his face, and at the same time a cloud of blood sprayed out from the back of his head, his body leaned back and pulled the direction.

The wheels tilted suddenly, under the strong resistance of the sand and soil, the steering wheel opened the unconscious hand and turned automatically, the front wheels suddenly stopped dead, and in a flash, the rear of the car was thrown high, stirring up the dust in the sky, and somersaulted to catch up with Han Lang car shadow.

Killing the most threatening pickup, Han Lang didn't relax, his body continued to twist, the muzzle of the gun stuck to the top of the carport, locked on the blurred car on the other side, and pulled the trigger.

The rattling sound sounded again, sparks flickered when the pickup truck turned forward, and amidst the clanging sound, two glass flowers exploded from the door.

Sudden intensive shooting, the driving subconsciously turned the direction, and the speed of the car dropped sharply.

Han Lang would not be depressed if he failed to kill the car.

Withdrawing back, taking over the direction, stepping on the accelerator, the speed of the car soared again.

"Sapphire, replace it with a full magazine." Han Lang handed the AK to the little girl.

The little girl took it without raising her head, quickly replaced the magazine, and did not forget to pull the bolt to load it, and put it on Han Lang's side.

Han Lang didn't take his eyes off the rearview mirror. The opponent still had at least three cars. It was uncertain whether that car had been killed. In other words, the battle had just begun.

Sure enough, as soon as the little girl put down her gun, she saw a blurry shadow of the car in the rearview mirror.

"Sapphire!" Han Lang shouted again, pulled out the AK, and his upper body got out of the car window.

The little girl didn't even hesitate, she leaned over to grasp the direction, and the connection was smooth and accurate.

Han Lang locked the front of the truck and pulled the trigger at the same time as the pickup truck burst into flames.

Da da……

A string of bullets hit the pick-up truck's front and door seal, and two glass flowers exploded at the driver's position, but it missed the driver who had shrunk his head long ago, but the man in the back seat acted as a scapegoat.

A bullet passed through the backrest of the driver's seat, and with a puff, it got into the back seat and leaned forward to shoot the man's ribs. It rolled and crushed the organs encountered along the way, and blasted a fist-sized hole on the diagonally opposite side of the body. I don't know where it flew during the jet.

Han Lang didn't stop shooting, and the muzzle flash didn't stop amidst the jingling sound of the trunk board.

"clip!"

Han Lang let go of the hand holding the gun when the sound of gunshots came, and stretched into the car window while drinking, not having time to think about whether the little girl could hear it.

As soon as he stretched his hand into the car window, the little girl leaned forward, and the clip in her hand slapped Han Lang's palm.

Han Lang withdrew his hand, the magazine dropped, and the magazine in his hand snapped back into place, and then he pulled the bolt, the muzzle paused for two seconds, and then spewed out flames again.

At this moment, on the other side of the rolling pickup, a figure of a car emerged from the dust again, and the flames kept flickering, chasing Han Lang and the others at high speed.

The shadow of the car that was locked and failed to kill did not slow down because someone was killed. The person next to him pushed the door and tried to throw the body out of the car so that he could take over the shooting position. Know where to go.

At the same time Han Lang fired his gun, the front wheel of the pickup truck stopped.

In the rain of bullets, a bullet hit the left front wheel.

The moment the front wheels held back, the huge friction caused the steering wheel to break free from control, the front of the car swung to the left, the front wheels stopped dead, and before the people in the car screamed, the car body rolled up, and the debris was thrown into the air. Rolling up the dust in the sky, rolling forward.

After killing the pickup truck, Han Lang shattered the glass of the rear door, and the moment the bullet flew out of the front of the car through the open window of the passenger passenger diagonally opposite, the muzzle of the gun was turned back suddenly, locked the car and pulled the trigger.

Amidst the rattling sound, sparks flickered on the front of the car, jingling sounded rhythmically, and glass flowers exploded from the target's seal, and the blood mist exploded in the car, the three people inside and the driver trembled, and the blood spattered , the speed of the car continued to catch up with Han Lang, but gradually deviated.

"mock up!"

The corners of Han Lang's mouth curled up, he muttered something, quickly retracted his body, grabbed the steering wheel with his right hand, stretched out his left hand and gave a thumbs up, shaking at the little girl.

The little girl let go of the steering wheel and looked up at Han Lang. There was no joy or tension in her big eyes, she was very calm.

Han Lang withdrew his hand and landed on the steering wheel, without taking his eyes off the rearview mirror, handed the AK with his right hand, and said, "Sapphire, replace it with a full magazine and replenish the ammunition."

Hearing the sound, the little girl took the gun, quickly replaced the magazine and loaded it, handed it to Han Lang, loosened the seat belt, turned around and dragged a bag under the rear seat with great effort, took out the bullet box, and silently reloaded the magazine. Ann bullet.

Han Lang took the gun and was about to put it next to his leg when he saw a black shadow suddenly appear in the corner of the car mirror.

He turned his head to see what it was, and at the same time, he heard two muffled bangs.

There are two more holes in the side box panel of the car body and the rear door.

"Bow your head!" Han Lang shouted, and the muzzle of the gun stuck out of the window, holding the gun with one hand and pulling the trigger.

Da da……

Gunshots rang out, and the bullets whizzed past, hitting the cars diagonally opposite and almost paralleling each other.

At this time, the car was less than 50 meters away, and flames shot towards Han Lang's two doors.On the roof of the car, there is also a fire that keeps flickering.

But in the violent turbulence, the opponent's aim was poor, and the bullets didn't know where to fly.

But that doesn't mean there's no threat.

Swords and guns have no eyes, and bullets are troublesome.On the side, the target can already be firmly locked on. Even if the marksmanship is almost poor, it also makes up for the lack of difficulty in aiming behind.

Han Lang is different. Although it is an AK47, the accuracy is much lower, and he is in a galloping state, but he controls the accelerator. When he slows down, the jump of the car body is weakened, and the accuracy is greatly improved.

In addition, he is not only a sniper, but also a precision shooter, less than 50 meters, relatively easy to aim at the target, it is not difficult for him.

At the same time as his gunshot, the co-pilot's body was sprayed with blood, and the driver also swayed, and the direction of the blood spurted out of his body was tilted, and he quickly moved away from Feng Lang and the others.

"Four..."

Han Lang turned his head and muttered, and withdrew the muzzle of the gun that was on the car window.

The little girl stared at Han Lang intently, the magazine in her hand was ready.Obviously, Han Lang was ready to change the magazine at any time.

Han Lang didn't change the magazine, he fired a total of three long bursts, and used up nine rounds, and there was no need to change the magazine.

There are roughly five target vehicles, four of which have been confirmed to have temporarily lost the ability to pursue them, and one more.

"Sapphire, get down!" Han Lang didn't wait for the opponent to get close to fight back, he gave a low shout, braked with one foot, swung in the direction, the front wheels scooped up a large cloud of dust, and stopped in a short distance.

Before the sand and dust caught up with the vehicle and swallowed it, Han Lang had already pushed the car door, stood outside the car door in a blink of an eye, locked the rear with his gun in his arms.

Sure enough, he heard the roar of the engine in his ears, and the other party didn't know that he was the only one in the car, so he would still speed up to catch up.

Amidst the dust, the car behind saw a shadowy black figure in front of it, and three heads protruded from the doors on both sides. The speed of the car dropped sharply, and the gun was about to aim.

Han Lang stood quietly, leaning against the blurry shadow of the pickup truck, when suddenly there was a rattling gunshot.

Clinking sounds bounced on the car body, and dense bullets covered the entire black shadow.

With a bang, the seal couldn't bear the shock of multiple bullet holes and shattered. The driver's body trembled and he fell on the seat.

The figure next to the car door was similarly shot with blood, guns fell one after another, and as they approached, they lost their ability to fight back.Even if they saw that the target was less than 20 meters away from the side, no one stood up and fought back.

Han Lang didn't stop shooting, the decelerated pick-up truck burst into a huge fire ball with a clattering sound, the glass was shattered, the body was wrapped in flames, soared into the air and fell heavily, bumped a few times, and stopped slowly, Hunting and burning.

Han Lang didn't step forward to check, and got into the cab while the car was falling, without putting the gun in the little girl's hands, just laying it across the steering wheel, putting it in gear and starting off.

Pickup roared, and rushed out in the dust, and rushed out of the dust in the breath, and went to the distance.

Han Lang will not look back, he must leave here as soon as possible.

Whether the chasing soldier has communication equipment or not, he can't risk cleaning the battlefield.

"Sapphire." After two or three minutes of driving, Han Lang handed the AK, which was no longer hot, to the little girl. Looking at the rear view mirror from the corner of his eye, he asked, "Did you feel threatened before? Even the roadblock Is it the same?"

The little girl had just unloaded the magazines, and the magazines in her hands were full and hadn't been loaded yet. Hearing this, she looked at Han Lang and remained silent.

It should be...

Han Lang narrowed his eyes.

Although he didn't look at the little girl, he felt that the little girl was not what he had judged before, she was close to an uncivilized native who didn't know good and evil.

Maybe I was really preconceived, and my judgment was wrong.

But this will make it impossible to confirm whether the judgment is correct, and there is no way to communicate, which is always a trouble.Even in the future, the little girl still has to get in touch with people and live among the crowd, so it's not a good thing not to be able to communicate.

Staring at the rear view mirror from the corner of his eyes, Han Lang slowly exhaled foul air.

If the judgment is correct, then he owes the little girl an apology.

At the same time, he was determined to establish communication with the little girl.It's really troublesome to not be able to communicate, even if the little girl reacted quickly just now, she still needs to communicate just like her partner who has cooperated for a long time.

And the little girl is definitely not uneducated, she can understand several languages, how could she be uneducated?
(End of this chapter)