global sniper

Chapter 25 Crisis Strikes
Putting on the bulletproof vest, Han Lang patted the little girl's shoulder with both hands, and said: "Sapphire, remember later, don't draw your gun and shoot, there are rebels around here, and the sound of the gun will expose us, when the time comes It's a bloody battle, understand?"

The little girl looked at Han Lang, didn't express anything, and didn't bend over to draw out the pistol on her lap. Apart from being nervous, she seemed very quiet.

"Sapphire." Han Lang was still worried, and said, "Since I brought you out, I will arrange your life properly. In the future, you will not go hungry again. In the city, there is enough food and water, and there are schools." You can read, all you have to do is to be obedient, only obedient can we enter there safely, understand?"

The little girl still didn't respond, and looked at Han Lang nervously.

"Sapphire." Han Lang withdrew his hand pointing at the dark city, and said, "Since I brought you out, I will guarantee your safety. Fighting is my business. You shouldn't be stained with too much blood. Your life is not Battlefield, understand."

The little girl still didn't move, and she didn't say anything.

"Sapphire, let's go." Han Lang didn't expect the little girl to respond, he stood up and opened the car door.

The little girl hesitated for a while, but still got into the passenger seat, turned her head to look at Han Lang, still very nervous.

Han Lang turned his head to look at her, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, then started the pickup, and the pickup slowly drove towards the big tree.

The wheels pressed against the broken pieces, making a slight cracking sound, which was very clear in the already dark night, but it didn't spread too far, and it was tens of meters to the end.

Han Lang paid attention to his surroundings, and slowly approached the big tree.

When approaching tens of meters, the figure squatting with a gun by the tree heard the sound, carefully hid it, and pointed the gun in the direction of the pickup.

The pickup truck was about 20 meters away from the big tree and stopped slowly.

"Sapphire, sit still." Han Lang ordered, picked up the AUG A1 automatic rifle on his back, slowly opened the car door with the pistol in his hand, and whispered, "Youfang prodigal son."

"Enter the house east."

The figure hiding under the tree immediately answered in a low voice, then slowly stood up and said, "Welcome home."

Han Lang relaxed a little, slowly closed the car door and walked over, putting the gun in the holster.

This is the secret code they agreed on, and no one will know it except the embassy, ​​so it can't be wrong.

"I'm Zeng Song."

The man also lowered his gun and approached Han Lang, not surprised Han Lang was wearing night vision goggles and stretched out his hand.

"Hello."

Han Lang was still covered with a hood, and wearing a combat helmet looked nondescript.

The two briefly shook hands, and Han Lang asked, "Has the route been arranged?"

"You guys." Zeng Song didn't answer.

"I'm alone." Han Lang turned his head and glanced at Pika, and said, "I also brought a local girl with me. After entering the city, please arrange for her."

"Okay." Zeng Song replied and pressed the headset.

"The guests have arrived." Zeng Song said simply.

Han Lang knew that he was in contact with the Political Axe Army, or there were staff there, to confirm that the person who picked him up had arrived, so that he could notify the Political Axe Army to respond.

"Wait a moment." Zeng Song replied over there, glanced at the pickup in the darkness, and said, "Follow my car later."

"Okay." Han Lang replied without any pressure.

He responded, then remembered something, stretched out his hand to grab the USB flash drive from his armpit, handed it to Zeng Song and said, "The ones that are given to me are compatriots, whose identities are unknown, and the information of the items is unknown. You decide whether to send it home. But I hope it Can go back, here, there are three lives."

"Okay, I'll verify it's safe, and I'll send it back." Zeng Song took the USB flash drive, looked at it, and carefully put it in his pocket.

Just as he took the flash drive and put it in his pocket, the little girl suddenly opened the car door and rushed over.

"Sapphire!" Han Lang turned his head and shouted in a low voice, trying to prevent her from approaching.

The little girl's slightly bloated figure didn't stop, when Zeng Song put away the flash drive and was about to pass the gun, when Han Lang blocked him, she ran to Han Lang's side and grabbed his arm with her hand.

"Quiet." Han Lang knew that she was afraid, or found something, but the answering vehicle would arrive soon, there was danger, and he had to enter the city.

The little girl's hand tightly clutched Han Lang's arm, and she was trembling slightly, just like when she was in the small town.

Just as Han Lang was about to let the little girl back into the car, Zeng Song suddenly paused and looked up at Han Lang.

Han Lang noticed that Zeng Song's breathing was suddenly heavy, so he turned his head to look.

At this time, the little girl let go of Han Lang's arm, bent over and drew out the pistol, half kneeling, and before Han Lang could stop her, she raised the gun and pulled the trigger.

"No..." Han Lang was shocked, before his voice fell, his scalp exploded suddenly, he didn't bother to shout, he lifted Zeng Song on his shoulders, and at the same time Zeng Song groaned and staggered, his body took advantage of the momentum to throw himself backwards, With a shock in his body, he hugged the little girl amidst a muffled groan, and rolled to the back of the tree.

Bah!
The little girl's gun went off.

The crisp sound of gunfire echoed in the night that had just fallen.

The automatic rifle entered Han Lang's hands while he was tumbling. At the same time, he also saw a figure firing a gun in the ruins tens of meters away, and several figures running obliquely from the side also came into sight.

There is an ambush!
Han Lang turned his head to look at Zeng Song, who had fallen to the ground and rolled quickly, and hid himself in the edge of the ruins. Seeing him holding the gun and looking at him, his pupils shrank, and he pointed his head and shot long bursts.

A few figures standing up in the ruins will charge forward tactically, with faint flames from the muzzles of their guns rushing towards them, but the sound of the guns can hardly be heard.It's just that the bullets flew by, hitting the tree trunk and making a trembling sound.

Micro-acoustic assault rifle!

Han Lang exploded the target's head in sight, retracted into the body, and made a judgment.

Glancing at Zeng Song again, seeing that he was intentionally avoiding his shooting range, a thought flashed in his mind, and he scattered his probe towards the ruins, grabbed the little girl and was about to jump out of the big tree, and rushed towards the pickup.

Among the running figures, a figure staggered while running, and fell straight down. The rest didn't even stop, and rushed forward with bullets raining down.

"Hide away!"

Han Lang tried it out, and found that he couldn't get out of the tree at all, so he let go of the little girl, let go, let out a low growl, and fired with the gun, followed by the bullets, and pulled the trigger with the probe.

da da... da da

The AUG A1 automatic rifle made a rhythmic rattling sound, beat up several figures wearing heavy body armor, and fell down one after another. The muzzle of the gun locked on the big tree, but it was unable to stand up while the bullets were flying, and it was breathless. In the meantime, it became a state of confrontation.

But the little girl didn't participate. After Han Lang shot her hands and feet and threw herself out of the tree, she paused, got up, and bent over to pounce on the pickup.

There were at least six guns on the opposite side, but there was a sudden pause, followed by two figures, and jumped towards the pickup truck while Han Lang was changing the clips.

Obviously, no one was going to be spared.

The protruding gunshots caused the rebels to panic immediately. In the dark, figures ran and deployed their defenses quickly to find the source of the gunshots.

When they found out that it was the ruins, the rebels in the forward position and behind were stunned for a moment, not knowing what happened there, but it didn't delay their inspection.

When Han Lang changed the magazine and fired again, the figures swayed in the dark and gathered quickly.

Han Lang poked his head and saw the two running figures. He shrank his head and tried to shoot from the other side of the tree. When he turned his head, he saw that the little girl had already rushed to the pickup truck. He couldn't help being anxious, but he didn't dare to shout. Scatter, not to hurt the enemy, but also to prevent the two from getting close to the pickup.

The little girl didn't stop at all, bent down and got into the pickup truck. When the two people who rushed forward were hit by a rain of bullets, the ignition was started, and the engine roared towards the big tree and rushed over.

"careful!"

Han Lang ducked his head to avoid the rain of bullets, and growled in Common Tongue.

The little girl turned the direction, and at the moment of the bullet rain, the front of the car turned sharply.

Han Lang didn't even hesitate, the moment the pickup truck body was thrown in front of the big tree, he jumped forward, turned over the box board, and fell into the truck body.

"Sapphire, I'm coming up, let's go!" Han Lang growled as his body fell into the pocket of the car, and swept towards the ruins.

The little girl's body shook violently, but the accelerator was not released. The wheels rubbed against the sand on the ground, and the dust was rolled up in the sky. The front of the car swung back and forth a few times before grabbing the ground, roaring,

Han Lang was swayed back and forth, grabbing the rope that tied the bucket, barely being thrown away.

After controlling his body, Han Lang raised his gun with one hand, and climbed up again, sweeping across the two people who were not even more than 20 meters away, emptied the bullet, and forced the two people to fall down again to avoid it. Hit no.

In this case, it is impossible to shoot accurately.

"Sapphire, get on the road, follow the road!"

Han Lang let out a low growl amidst the violent turbulence of the vehicle, lay there, and quickly changed the clips.

"clear."

The little girl returned almost in seconds, and the car bumped forward in the pothole with the lights on.

At this moment, the headlights suddenly turned on at the rear, and the snowy beams of light flashed, and the two cars rushed out of the ruins with bumps.

Almost at the same time, a fierce gun battle broke out in the ruins, and bullets rained across the ruins.

Han Lang saw the vehicle chasing him, and instead of aiming and shooting, he freed his hand and touched his chest.

Did not penetrate the springboard...

Touching the dent left by the bullet, Han Lang's eyes flashed brightly, he raised his automatic rifle and pulled the trigger.

The rattling sound suddenly sounded.

But the two pickups were not affected in the slightest, the leading truck was in flames, and the pursuit did not stop at all.

The body bumped so badly that Han Lang couldn't let the bullets hit the target at all, and the shuttle shot in vain without any effect.

The subsequent shooting was useless at a distance of [-] meters, and the bullets did not know where to fly.

And this time, before the rebels had figured out the situation, and hadn't organized an investigation team, the little girl rushed onto the road with a pickup truck and her tail.

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