global sniper

Chapter 32 Difficulties
Han Lang guessed that this was the vehicle that gathered here because of his own disturbance.

Here, the distance from Mascus is less than [-] kilometers. Such a big movement, even if the attacker is not a group of rebels, no matter if they are recruited by Zeng Song or other armed forces, the rebels will pay close attention to them and pursue them.

The chances of the pursuit coming from Zeng Song's side were slim, unless he was one of the rebels.

As for the rebels, no vehicles were seen.Perhaps, they chased along the road, asked the checkpoints along the way, lost their direction and gathered here.

Han Lang narrowed his eyes, and quickly judged whether he was going to approach.

"Target found! Dangerous!"

At this moment, the little girl sat up suddenly, looked around in a daze, followed by a jerk, tapped the headset quickly, picked up the bulletproof vest and put it on her body.

Han Lang turned on the headset when she sat up, and before she could speak, the little girl sent a message that she had found the target, and hurriedly comforted her: "Sapphire, the bulletproof vest, and the helmet can be put on and put on, don't use the gun, please remember."

When Han Lang turned on the headset, the aunt also subconsciously turned it on, and heard an inexplicable knocking sound, so she didn't ask, but saw the little girl preparing for battle, and hurriedly said: "Don't pull out your gun, there is a hummer in front, we Can't run away."

The little girl suddenly heard another voice coming from the headset, she stopped putting on the bulletproof vest, looked up at the aunt, and then moved again, put on the bulletproof vest in a short time, tightened it, and picked up the helmet buckle superior.

At this time, the distance to the vehicle in front was less than 50 meters, and the scattered vehicles parked on the side of the road were clearly seen, as well as the figure holding the gun beside the vehicle.

"Don't be nervous, I'll take care of it. Now, the low beam is approaching." The aunt said calmly, seeing that she didn't mean to be on guard in front of her.

"Sapphire, sit still and don't move." Han Lang exhaled slowly and decided to go.

It is unrealistic to turn around and be chased to the ends of the earth.

Besides, with the 2000-meter range of those heavy machine guns, this broken pickup can't escape at all. If it turns around at the position just now, it will be smashed into pieces.

In the past, it was not a gamble, nor was it an aunt who only knew it after believing it, but judged that these cars did not know what kind of car or person they were looking for.

As they approached, those figures standing scattered on the side of the road or simply standing in the middle of the road pointed their guns at the pickup truck intentionally or unintentionally.

In the back, there were a few people standing in groups, who seemed to be studying the plan or making plans, looking at the headlights, followed by someone who shouted something, approaching Han Lang and the others, the people on the farthest side raised their guns one after another, and someone signaled to stop.

"Come closer slowly."

Aunt's voice was very calm.

Han Lang wasn't nervous either, he couldn't run away, once he made a move, he wasn't afraid of crowds, even if there were 50 to [-] people here.

Fighting for his life, he was never afraid of anyone, but he did not have the arrogance of number one in the world.

Under the aunt's voice, I stared at the rear view mirror from the corner of the eye and said, "Sapphire, sit still. Once something happens, you are not allowed to take a gun. Lie down immediately. Did you hear me?"

"clear."

The little girl was a little nervous, hesitated for a while, and then tapped the headset to reply, but she didn't reach out for the gun.

The car stopped slowly, the door opened, and before anyone approached, the aunt calmly got out of the car, untied her scarf to reveal her face, closed the door, and asked, "Is the battle at "Acadura" tense?"

"who are you?"

After he finished speaking, one of them held a gun and pointed it at him, and the other guns were pointed at Han Lang in the car, and pointed at the little girl.

The aunt waved her hand calmly, and said: "Guys, don't be nervous, I am a mercenary assisting Abdul Hafiz, our employer is an acquaintance with the "Akadullah" here. Suhra even had dinner together."

"Are you from Halep's side?" A person came from the middle and asked.

"Yes, sir." The aunt replied calmly.

"Then why did it appear here?"

The man glanced at the aunt suspiciously, then looked at the pickup, waved his hand and asked.

"I'm here to buy some weapons."

The aunt put down the muzzles of the surrounding guns, and after not being so nervous, she said: "I heard that "Maxim" is in Zilav. I'm here to buy weapons that can blow up the walls of the prison. He has large-caliber cannons, but he came late." Yes, he left two days ago."

"Maxim?"

The man relaxed, waved his hand again, and said, "That big nose is always erratic, it seems that you ran away in vain."

"It's not a waste of time." The aunt was more relaxed, and said, "I bought some guns, and I finally didn't lose money on gas."

The man backed away from the people around him, and tilted his head as a gesture.

A man with a gun on his back walked to the back of the car, lifted the covering cloth, shone a flashlight, returned, and nodded.

The person who asked seemed to have no intention of letting go. Just as he was about to speak, a tall figure came up behind him, and before standing still, he said, "Isn't this Tianhuo's aunt? Why, your children don't need milk anymore?"

"Ha ha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people behind him burst out laughing.

"Monkey face!" The aunt turned her head to look, and said viciously: "Damn it, do you miss my fist, do you want me to greet you with my fist?!"

"Aunt, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong."

The strong man quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, "I don't want to lie down for another half a month."

"It's good to know." The aunt raised her fist to demonstrate, and asked: "You guys who make pasta..."

"I want to eat his noodles..." The strong man spread his hands and said casually, "Then you are probably going to hell."

"Shet!" Mother cursed.

When I asked the person, seeing that he was an acquaintance, he waved his hand again, but didn't speak.

Following his gestures, everyone moved out of the way, and even those inside stood a little further, leaving a gap for vehicles to pass through. The atmosphere was not tense at all.

Han Lang kept paying attention to the little girl, but his heart was still pounding.

Seeing the relaxed atmosphere outside the car, Han Lang heaved a sigh of relief, flicked the headset quietly, and comforted the little girl.

The little girl replied in seconds, and it was obvious that she was not very nervous.

"Monkey face." The aunt saw that it was allowed, she turned around and opened the car door, and said, "I want to hurry back, I'll come find you when it's over there."

"Auntie, maybe I will go to your side first." The strong man said casually, "I heard that there is not much progress on your side."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." The aunt waved her fist and got into the car door.

He didn't dare to provocatively say that this side has been kicked out of the city, not to mention progress, it is a big defeat.

"Let's go."

The aunt sat down, let out a breath, and said.

Han Lang said without turning his head when he heard the words: "Sapphire, sit down."

As he spoke, he started slowly, passed through the human wall slowly, and accelerated away.

This kid seems to be quite open...

During the acceleration, Han Lang pondered secretly.

You know, yellow skin is somewhat discriminated against, there is no emotional intelligence, no hard work, and people will be excluded everywhere.

"Sapphire." The aunt broke the silence and said: "This kind of situation will often be encountered. We all use our fists to solve the problem. It is not allowed to use a gun."

Han Lang just wanted to stop, but stopped again.

If you move your fist, who can the little girl beat?It's better than using a gun or a knife.

The little girl looked at the aunt when she heard the words, but said nothing.

"Here, mercenaries have no hatred and no friends, but they can't use guns. As long as they use guns, they will die forever."

The aunt continued: "If you don't have a festival, you can't just draw a gun. If there is a festival, it's mostly resolved with fists. It's okay to kill."

The little girl lowered her head and did not respond.

Han Lang knew that the aunt saw that the little girl was reacting to the outside world, so she guessed it from the few words she said, so she said so.

Of course he knew that here, mercenaries were not allowed to shoot casually, even if no one would intervene, it would not be easy to get along in this circle in the future, unless they were strong.

Seeing that the little girl didn't respond, the aunt closed her mouth and stopped talking.

Han Lang saw the little girl's reaction in the rearview mirror, and knew she heard it, but he didn't know if he would give up the habit of drawing a gun and shooting at every turn.

This is a big trouble. If you can't find a suitable place to put her down, you really have to teach her how to get along with others.

Seeing that the aunt was silent, he said without turning his head: "Sapphire, take off the bulletproof vest and go to sleep again, and we have to walk for a while before camping."

The little girl raised her head again, looked at the back of Han Lang's head, seemed to be thinking about what Han Lang meant, and after a few seconds, she began to take off her bulletproof vest, then fell down on the seat, and closed her eyes.

Seeing that the little girl was obedient, Han Lang thought for a while and asked: "Aunt, is there any place along the way where she can..."

"You mean..." Aunt understood instantly, even if Han Lang stopped before finishing speaking.

He shook his head and said, "Except for Mascus, there is no absolutely safe place, it's too messy."

call……

Han Lang exhaled foul air.

He knew, he just wanted to see if the aunt had any solution, and put down the little girl.

It seems that the little girl has no way to let go, but if I go, if the clues correspond to it, it will be desperate. Taking her, wouldn't it hurt her?

After a short silence, Han Lang had nothing to say and asked: "You said that your mercenary group still has two compatriots, so why don't you form a mercenary group full of compatriots?"

"There's no need to post labels." The aunt leaned back and said, "It's all, it will attract attention, even cause hatred, and make the outside world guess that we are not stragglers, but have political support, so avoid trouble, and there is no special selection. "

so...

Han Lang turned his head and glanced at Auntie. He didn't expect that Auntie became a mercenary and knew not to cause trouble for the country.

"Is it very fresh?" The aunt glanced at Han Lang, "You have no less education than me, don't say you didn't think about it?"

"I'm different from you." Han Lang retracted his gaze and said lightly.

"Do you really think I'm willing to be a mercenary?!" Aunt got angry and raised her voice an octave: "It's so different, are you saying I'm a scum?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little girl who was lying down suddenly sat up, stretched out her right hand, followed by her left hand, pulled out the knife, held it upside down, and stabbed it at the aunt's neck...

(End of this chapter)