global sniper

Chapter 248

The aunt rushed up to the second floor, her body popped out, and before her feet landed on the second floor, the muzzle pointed at the figure on the computer in the small living room.

But at the moment when he pointed the gun, the guy who was concentrating on working on the computer suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he wiped his hand on the computer table, and there was a sudden shriek, and the guy swayed in phantom at the same time, and in a blink of an eye He jumped out of the computer desk, searched for the knife next to the chair, and rushed towards the stairs like green smoke.

At the same time as he pounced, amidst the sound of trembling, two black spots suddenly appeared on the aunt's chest.

The aunt let out a muffled grunt, her feet went limp when she stepped up the stairs, and she staggered to the second floor, but the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the ground, and she lost her balance even if she didn't fall down.

"Big..." Matthew saw this scene, and just as he was about to warn, there was a pop in his ear.

He turned his head and saw that Sapphire had already fired, his pupils narrowed and he looked at the terminal again.

The moment he turned his gaze back, the pounced figure sprayed out a cloud of blood, fell headfirst to the ground, and slipped to Auntie's gunpoint.

He could see clearly that most of that guy's head was gone, he was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

call……

Matthew let out a foul breath, and only then did he know that this thin girl is very good at marksmanship, and can hit a fast-moving target with one shot. Although it is only more than 200 meters away, it is less than 300 meters away. This is not a fixed target, it is very powerful.

Especially when that guy was shaking, he felt like his eyes were dazzled, obviously the speed was extremely fast.

"The target on the second floor was killed!" Matthew said calmly.

At the same time, the line of sight fell to the first floor.

When he looked towards the first floor, it was the moment when the magician crossed the target, Han Lang raised the elbow of the knife, and at the same time, the tip of the elbow hit the target's jaw with the back of the knife.

When he looked towards the first floor, the aunt suddenly stopped stumbling, her scalp exploded.The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the sliding figure, and at the moment when the bloody smell came, he realized that the other party was dead and did not pull the trigger.

hiss……

The aunt only felt the pain in her chest at this moment, and she lowered her head to look at her chest amidst the faint tingling pain.

His pupils constricted suddenly when he saw two things.

It was not a bullet, but a hidden weapon, like a death nail, but more like a wind cone.

The funeral nail also has a tail fin like a blood groove on the back, but it is much smaller. This one is more like a plum blossom breaking wind cone.

"The second floor is safe, the target was killed by a sniper." The aunt pinched the tail of a hidden weapon and squeezed it vigorously, and said.

The moment his voice fell, Han Lang grabbed the guy who was already unconscious, and was about to put on the police weapon when the magician stopped and turned around to continue the attack.

Suddenly, the guy made a violent struggle, his free hand clenched his fingers, and grabbed Han Lang's throat like lightning.

snort!
Han Lang snorted coldly, changed his grasping to slapping, and slapped him on the arm, the hand holding the knife moved again, and the handle of the knife hit his forehead.

With a bang, the guy's eyes went dark, and his arm was slapped off before he could lift it up. Amidst a muffled groan, he was knocked unconscious by the handle of a knife.

The magician stepped forward, grabbed his arm, twisted it sharply, put away the dagger in his hand, and at the same time Han Lang pulled out the police weapon, the hand holding the dagger passed under the drooping right arm, and pulled it away. He grabbed the back of the man's neck and firmly controlled him.

With a flick of his hand, Han Lang put away the knife, and tied the strap in his hand towards the guy's mouth.

But just as the strap was pulled up, the guy opened his mouth. Han Lang suddenly stopped, lifted the gas mask, took a little sniff, and sighed secretly.

A bitter almond taste came from the guy's mouth.

Needless to say, this guy also has fangs in his mouth.

I squeezed his cheek and looked, sure enough, a broken molar was on the guy's tongue.

This was definitely not caused by my own blow. I was worried that he would commit suicide by taking poison, so he hit his jaw, making him dizzy for a short time so that he could control it, but it would definitely not break his back teeth, which was bitten by himself.

Because the poison of cyanide is very fast, it is impossible to persist until the second self-made attack,

"The first floor is safe, the target committed suicide by taking poison." Han Lang shook his head and stood up.

Hearing this, the magician threw away the limp guy casually, let out a breath, and looked at the thrown gun with lingering fear.

The AS was not broken, but it was cut and bent, a bit V-shaped, and it was impossible to use it again. This shows how powerful the knife is, just like smashing it with an iron rod.

"Clean the battlefield and find the secret passage." Han Lang stood up and ordered.

"Yes!" The magician responded, but still picked up the gun and put it on his back.

No matter what, this gun can’t be left on the scene. Judging the shell casing is another matter. There are too many guns with the same charge and the same caliber. model.

Putting the gun on his back, he picked up the knife and looked at it. Horror flashed in his eyes. He turned around and found the scabbard. Without hesitation, he put it on his back and tied it to his back.

It was chopped on the gun, but the blade was not damaged. You must know that there are deep knife marks on the gun. This knife is absolutely amazing.

Han Lang ignored the magician and quickly searched for the secret door.

The little girl remained silent, and after firing a shot, she did not tap the throat mic to report, as if she felt that tapping the throat mic delayed the aiming.

Matthew stared around, shouldering the vigilance task.

The aunt struggled to pull out two hidden weapons, pulled out the plugboard and looked at it, secretly terrified.

The splint was pierced through, and the tip of the hidden weapon pierced through the splint, pushing up a bulge, and the tip pierced his skin, but luckily it didn't go deeper.

After confirming that it was not poisonous, he took some medicine indiscriminately, put away the hidden weapon and started searching.

Under the stairs, a basement door can be seen from the eye, and the vibration of the motor comes from inside. The sound is not loud, but it is very clear.

Han Lang carefully opened the door and found a basement inside.

Going down the steps, there is a small diesel generator roaring inside, and the smoke is discharged along the chimney. It is estimated that the back wall of the house is the exit.Another pipe next to it is probably an air intake, which provides oxygen to the engine.

After looking around, Han Lang didn't find anything abnormal in the thick diesel smell.

This is not the way to enter the underground.

Han Lang looked along the wires and found that the wires had entered the wall.

Finding nothing useful, Han Lang backed out, returned to the living room, and checked carefully.

"Discover the portal," said the magician from the bedroom.

Han Lang ran there a few steps, and the moment he entered the room, he saw the door.

At this time, the entire bed had been raised, revealing a dark hole underneath.

Looking down, there are steps inside, all the way down.

"Octopus monitors the audience, Sapphire and Ghost don't move, we are going underground." Han Lang gave the order after looking at it.

It's hard to say if there are any survivors here, but you must be careful when entering.

"Yes."

Matthew and Gui Shao responded.

"clear."

Sapphire tapped the throat mic in response.

"Head, the opponent's hidden weapon is very powerful." The aunt said as she went downstairs quickly.

very powerful?
Han Lang turned his head to look at the aunt who came down with a knife and a belt, not understanding what it meant.

It’s such an era, there are still hidden weapons and guns, and the use of hidden weapons is very small.

But when he saw the two holes in Big Mom's chest, his pupils shrank.

The two holes are located more than ten centimeters apart, one is in the heart and the other is in the lungs, no matter which one enters the body, it will cause serious injury.

"Head, the plugboard is useless." The aunt whispered and pulled out the plugboard.

When Han Lang saw the hole in the board, his pupils shrank again, secretly horrified.

This is not wood, bullets can be blocked, not to mention cold weapons, which actually penetrated, which shows that the power of hidden weapons is really great.

The aunt shook the belt in her hand, and said in a low voice, "This is a hidden weapon similar to the plum-blossom breaking wind cone, and its shape is similar."

Wind cone...

Han Lang frowned as he remembered the belt he hadn't brought out.

If the belt is a template, it must be very important. How could it be in the hands of an islander?

"Put it away first, let's go down." Han Lang whispered something, pointed to the gun in his hand and said, "The magician's gun is useless, you use a shotgun."

"Okay." The aunt nodded, took off the AS and handed it to the magician who was holding the MP7 and staring at the entrance of the cave.

Han Lang waved his hand, took the first step down the steps, and walked down.

The steps are made of cement, with a thin layer of dust on them, and there is a line of footprints, which are a bit messy, all the way down the middle.

The three of them slowly disappeared under the bed and slowly entered the ground.

After several turns in a row, the staircase-like steps continue to descend.

Han Lang walked cautiously, without turning on the headlights, and slowly went deep.

It is estimated that the descent was at least ten meters, they stepped on the flat ground, and the steps disappeared.

The steps disappeared, and a passage appeared in sight.

On the ground, there is still a thin layer of dust, and there are still footprints, and there is more dust here. It can be seen that the footprints were not formed in a day, and they have to be divided into many layers.

At the same time, this place is not poured with cement, but built with stones, the same stone bricks as the several undergrounds we entered before.

Han Lang walked forward slowly the moment the two of them got down.

In the cave, the light footsteps of the three of them seemed to echo.

But Han Lang still heard a faint vibration, right in front of the cave, not just the three of them.

After waving his hand, Han Lang moved forward cautiously with his gun in his hands, and the three of them moved forward in file.

As the vibration grew louder, they stood in an open space.

Here, it is similar to entering other undergrounds, a square hall, an inward portal, and an upward step.

The ground is also covered with dust, with a thin layer, and footprints are clearly visible.

But there were no footprints on the upward steps, all covered in dust.

Han Lang gestured, without checking the steps, he walked into the door with his gun in his arms.

The vibrating sound was louder, and the flow of air could be felt.

Han Lang turned on the headlight, and the moment the light illuminated the inside, he found that this place was very similar to the several undergrounds he entered. It was a corridor with rooms on both sides, but there were not many rooms, only four or five on one side.

At the air outlet, the wind blows the cloth strips to flutter slowly, obviously it is ventilated here.

Sure enough, the ventilation motor under one of the portals was rotating, and the ventilation system was not turned on, but the air intake was not interrupted.

Is there anyone else in there?

Han Lang pondered secretly, carefully collecting all the rooms.

Not surprisingly, these rooms are empty and dusty.

The three of them slowly approached the end, and there was a turn in front of them, and their footprints followed the turn.

Following the footprints, Han Lang came to a slightly larger space, the moment the beam of light shone in, Han Lang stopped in surprise, and the muzzle of his gun hung down.

　Two more today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)