global sniper

Chapter 21 Doubt
When Han Lang was driving to clean up the battlefield, the little girl's eyes finally focused, her head turned slowly, and she saw the sniper rifle at the base of the hillside. Carrying it, turned his head and walked towards the corner.

Han Lang pulled six intact ones, one whose thigh had been broken by a heavy machine gun, and died of blood loss. He turned around and galloped forward. A stumbling figure of a little girl appeared in front of him.

"sapphire!"

Han Lang galloped in the center and slackened his head, shouting.

He saw that something was wrong with the little girl, obviously injured.

The little girl also saw the shadow of the car in front of the dust, stopped and wanted to reject the gun, but her right hand refused to move, her body shook, and she couldn't raise the gun.

When Han Lang was approaching a hundred meters, he bent down and touched his ankle with great effort, but his hands still refused to move.

"Sapphire!!" Han Lang stared at the little girl and yelled.

He could see that the little girl was suffering from the aftereffects of the battlefield, but he still didn't realize that it was him who came back.

Amidst the roar, the little girl staggered, threw away the sniper rifle, and slowly raised her head, blinking her big sapphire-like eyes, as if she heard Han Lang's shout.

"Sapphire! It's okay!!" Han Lang roared as the vehicle approached at high speed.

The little girl heard it clearly this time, and slumped down without waiting for the pickup to brake.

"Sapphire, what's wrong with you?" Han Lang jumped out of the car, and at the same time the sand and dust rushed from behind and wrapped the car, he helped the crumbling little girl.

The little girl looked up at Han Lang, a glint of joy flashed in her eyes, but she didn't express anything.

Han Lang didn't expect her to answer. He quickly touched her whole body with his hands. When he touched her right shoulder, he felt something strange. He lifted the cloth robe and saw that the shoulder was a little swollen. He moved a little and pinched it carefully to make sure there were no broken bones. Feeling relieved, he put down the cloth robe and said, "It's okay, it's dislocated, bear with it."

As he spoke, he grasped the little girl's shoulders, grabbed her wrist, and moved her arm. With a sudden push, the dislocation was reset with a slight sound of kappa.

The little girl frowned slightly, but her body did not tremble.

"Sapphire, move." Han Lang held her shoulder and looked at the little girl.

The little girl stared at Han Lang, slowly moved her right arm, followed by a little more movement, to confirm that her arm was fine, and turned around to grab the sniper rifle.

"Sapphire, don't move for now. You'll have to rest for a few days before you struggle." Han Lang said, picked up the sniper rifle on the ground, put it on the little girl's armpit, helped her into the passenger driver, put the sniper rifle away, got into the car and drove to the corner, Take a few steps up the slope.

Seeing the TAC-50 he was using tilted on the sniper position, Han Lang looked back at the little girl in the car below, paused, turned around and quickly packed up, even put away the little girl's AK74M, ran down the slope, went up The car will leave.

In the car, he said while disinfecting the bullet hole on his shoulder, "Sapphire, get out of here first, and I'll give you a detailed inspection later, did you just roll down the hillside?"

The little girl will be much better now, she turned her head to look at Han Lang after hearing this, but still didn't say anything.

Han Lang didn't expect the little girl to answer, he just needed to say it, to divert his attention and make himself less painful.

While speaking, he opened the first aid kit he found while cleaning the battlefield, blocked the little girl's hand, pulled out the bandage and quickly wrapped it around, wrapping the penetrating shoulder wound in a short time.

Suture, this will be neglected, without suture, even if the wound heals, it will leave a big scar.But Han Lang doesn't care, there are still few scars on his body.

The vehicle was still galloping along the mountains. Half an hour later, Han Lang planted an anti-personnel landmine in a narrow position, got on the vehicle and continued to move forward.

The little girl is much better, now and then she moves her right hand and doesn't sit still anymore.

Han Lang was actually a little distressed. Although the little girl didn't speak, she guessed that she hit the hummer with her TAC-50. The incendiary bomb ignited the hummer, creating a chance for herself to fight for her life.And she, the traces on the slope showed that her shoulder was dislocated by the huge recoil and rolled down the slope.

That's it, still holding a gun to support myself...

call……

Han Lang let out a breath of foul air, turned his head to look at the little girl, and turned his eyes away to concentrate on driving.

This will make him very tired, not just because of blood loss.

The short intense battle made his nerves tense and consumed too much energy.

But he can't rest, they must leave the vicinity as soon as possible and find a suitable hiding place.

Two hours later, a location ahead caught Han Lang's attention.

Han Lang slowed down the car, approached there in the bumps, and then confirmed that this place is suitable for concealment.

Driving the car into the depression under the broken wall, Han Lang returned with his assault rifle in his hand, walked a hundred meters, placed three anti-personnel landmines in a row, and then returned.

The little girl followed each other step by step, without taking a single step, when Han Lang was busy, she watched quietly with a pistol in her hand, then returned, and followed behind silently.

Returning to the pickup truck, Han Lang checked the little girl meticulously, and after confirming that there was no injury other than the bruises and impact scars on the shoulders, he dragged down the corpses with one hand and began to check.

The things that were dug out are still on the side, sorted.

The little girl squatted there, hugging her knees and looking at the things on the ground. She didn't move, but the bag beside her was already opened, which was for belongings.

It seems that I don't know what to install.

These people even had their belts removed, and after their bodies were cleaned up, Han Lang opened two military backpacks.

The belongings of these people moved Han Lang a little.

The seven corpses were all equipped with advanced equipment such as night vision goggles. In the sniper's back bag, in addition to the advanced rangefinder and night vision goggles, there was also a special scope.

This scope, Han Lang, has been seen in foreign weapon magazines. It is the most advanced night vision sight, combined with low-light night vision, and displays a high-tech product of color images.

In other words, the equipment on this person is all high-end goods.

These, adding up to 30 to 14 meters of gold, can handle it, and the one that looks like an M[-] semi-automatic sniper rifle is probably not a simple one either.

It is not difficult to see from the guide rail that in addition to hanging the scope, this gun can even be hung with a grenade launcher. I don't know if it is used for sniping or as an assault rifle.

The knives they carry are also high-end, ATAK, which is commonly known as the mad dog tactical assault knife; the pistols are all Glock 17, with [-] rounds of magazines, which seem to be the standard pistols of these people.

Assault rifles only found two outside the flames, both of which are FN SCAR heavy version, which is 7.62 caliber,
Body armor, helmets, tactical gloves, first aid kits, and combat boots.These are all high-end goods, not the kind of things purchased by local tyrants. On the battlefield, these equipment are definitely considered excellent.

"Sapphire, you eat first, I'll take care of these, we have to go later." Han Lang flipped through it, looked up and said.

The little girl looked up at Han Lang, and then looked down at those things.

The corner of Han Lang's mouth twitched, he put down the knife in his hand, took the Huaxia military rations and tore them apart, leaving compressed biscuits, and handed the rest to the little girl, who chewed and checked these things over and over again.

He won't take it all away, it's useless, but he's not willing to throw it all away, and he also needs to prevent a back door, once it is located, it will be troublesome.

These guys have satellite phones, and they have satellite positioning, and headsets, but apart from the headsets, those positioning are thrown into the fire.Even with the satellite phone, Han Lang didn't even turn it on, and threw it directly into the fire.

He didn't dare to use this thing, even if he needed it.If you leave an excuse, it will bring trouble to the country.Even if you take off your military uniform, you still can't do that.

He set aside three sets of night vision goggles, as well as all the batteries.Guns, leaving behind two assault rifles, and the sniper rifle that has not had time to study.

One of the backpacks is for a sniper, or is carried by a sniper. It contains items such as a charge device, a small tool box, more than [-] rounds of bullets, and some shell casings.

Apparently, this is what snipers use to reload themselves.

In this way, the precision is higher.

As a sniper, he left everything behind, except for his clothes and knives.

He always felt that the sniper's equipment was so good, and the others were not bad.

While picking, he couldn't help but wonder.

Those chasing soldiers in the first wave of pickups were undoubtedly locals.They all wore robes, covering their heads and covering their faces.As for the second wave, he originally thought they were American soldiers, but now it seems that they are not.

American soldiers include blacks, various races, and other mixed races, but there are absolutely no hairs.

Here, there are actually two boys, and they are not White Russians.Han Lang can definitely tell the difference.

And there are Austrians who don't like the United States.The possibility of them joining the US army is very small, or even zero.

Among the items of these people, there is nothing absolutely American, such as military rations.

The guns couldn't be seen, but Han Lang judged that these people were not soldiers of the United States, even if the soldiers of the United States were the most diverse race, they didn't look like them.

Were these people passing by, or were they chasing after seeing the ruts, and finally rushed to the battlefield when they saw the thick smoke?

Han Lang pondered while choosing.

But among these people's things, there is no identification item.

When the little girl was picking out items in Han Lang, she ate quietly, eating very quickly, and there was no movement yet.

Han Lang took a sip of water, washed down the food in his mouth, quickly packed the food he took away, and cleaned up the blood stains in the bucket.

Throwing the last three complete sets of bulletproof vests into the truck, Han Lang said while covering the truck, "Sapphire, drink some water, let's go."

The little girl kept staring after all those things were thrown at the corpse and poured gasoline, as if she wanted to get back those watches and the like.

Hearing this, he turned his head to look at Han Lang, then grabbed the water bottle and took a few sips with his head up, packed up his things, stuffed them into the back seat, and stepped into the passenger seat first.

Han Lang ignited the pile of corpses, drove away from the cliff in the thick smoke, adjusted his direction, and galloped away.

The first wave of local armed forces could be understood as the pursuit of the small town, but for the second wave, he had no way of judging whether it was a group of people.

He can't use the phone he picked up now, so he threw it into the fire long ago to prevent being followed.

Fortunately, it is not very far from where he is going, and it is estimated that he will be able to get there within three days at most.

If you contact the embassy at that time, you should be able to break through the rebels' lines and enter the city.

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