global sniper

Chapter 36

Han Lang slept for more than two hours and woke up in the scorching heat.

Before I opened my eyes, I heard my aunt talking to herself.

Know how to identify antiques...

Han Lang didn't eavesdrop, he opened his eyes and sat up, looking at Aunt in a little surprise.

When I saw it, I smiled.

The two don't seem to be fighting anymore.

The little girl will still be holding the seized property, and will put it away after the aunt finishes appraising it.There were not many scattered things on the blanket, and most of them were carefully wrapped, put into the spread scarf, and finally packed.

Money and worthless accessories are piled on the other side.

"Auntie, it will be appraised."

Han Lang got out of the sunshade blanket, walked over and said.

"What appraisal." The aunt said without turning her head: "I'm just two knives. I know the general idea. If I want to elaborate, my eyes are smeared. I know it but I don't know why."

"That's fine." Han Lang said with a smile: "I only know gold and silver, rings or bracelets, give me a handicraft, and I will be a treasure."

While the two were talking, the little girl looked back and forth between the two, put down the identification tag, picked up a ring, and looked at the aunt.

The aunt ignored Han Lang's criticism, turned her head and glanced, and said, "This is a modern, Portuguese-style wedding ring, and it's not worth much."

The little girl casually threw it into the pile of money, and picked up a hanging tag again.

"Sapphire." The aunt glanced back, looked at the few remaining ones, sat up and said, "The rest are nothing too good. If they are sold here for one or two hundred, they are all modern or Objects in circulation have no historical value.”

The little girl didn't know if she understood. Hearing this, she put down the tag, pulled the backpack, wrapped the selected ones in a scarf and put them at the bottom of the bag, packed the rest randomly and stuffed them into the bag, collected the money, and picked up the bag. Pack and go.

"Aunt." Han Lang sat down, took the binoculars and said, "How can you appraise antiques?"

"It's all subject to..."

The aunt suddenly paused, let out a foul breath, and said: "It's Tianhuo, a compatriot with rich appraisal experience and knowledge reserves. He was an auction house in his early years, and he came to overseas as a mercenary to make money to pay off his debts." , all learned from him.”

Han Lang silently raised his binoculars, losing interest in chatting.

This is my aunt's pain. Although he doesn't like mercenaries, he doesn't know how to expose people's scars.

The aunt lost interest in chatting, so she got out of the awning to look at the sun, and walked towards the pickup with her assault rifle on her back.

The little girl saw the aunt walking towards the pickup under the awning, and she didn't leave her eyes.

I ate all the pancakes at noon, so I went to get some noodles.

Sure enough, the aunt really took the noodles.

The little girl didn't sit under the awning any more. She sat there and kept watching while the aunt was busy, as if she was learning, or maybe she was waiting to finish.

Seeing how big the cake the aunt made was, the little girl was puzzled. She kept looking at the big cake and the aunt until the aunt spread the canned food on the cake and rolled it up, but she didn't understand.

Aunt propped a few branches horizontally and vertically in the steel pot, boiled the water, rolled a large roll of noodles on the branch, covered the pot with a lid made of a tin box containing bullets, pressed stones, and focused on lighting the fire.

The little girl didn't see the pancakes, so she looked at the aunt and the pot from time to time.

After finishing her busy work, the aunt said with a smile: "Sapphire, although this is not made of dough, it is still delicious. This one is called meat roll. You will know it in a while."

The little girl seemed to understand, and she did not take her eyes off the pot.

When the scent wafted out, she seemed to believe it.

When the aunt lifted the iron sheet, tested it with a knife, and removed the steel pot, the little girl didn't take her eyes off the roll of noodles inside.

The aunt saw that the little girl was in a hurry to eat, so she put down the pot and said, "Don't worry, Sapphire, you can eat it as soon as it cools down, take the lunch box."

The little girl looked up at her aunt, got up and went back to the camping place, picked up two lunch boxes, went back to sit down, and stared at the noodles.

The aunt smiled and shook her head, picked up the sticks with a knife and the rolls, put them on the iron sheet, cut a section and put it in the little girl's lunch box, and said: "Eat slowly, don't burn it."

After speaking, he picked up Han Lang's lunch box and packed it for a while, then got up and sent it to Han Lang.

Han Lang took it and didn't eat it right away, but he still gave it a thumbs up and shook it when he smelled the aroma.

The aunt didn't say a word, and went back to eat silently with the little girl.

The little girl has never eaten it. Although it is a bit hard, it tastes delicious.

"Sapphire, you kicked correctly before, but you didn't use enough force." The aunt said without raising her head while eating.

With her mouth full, the little girl looked up at the aunt, and after a while, she lowered her head and chewed.

"After eating in a while, I will teach you." The aunt seemed to be used to the little girl not responding, and said to herself: "After the force is correct, it is one thing to use more force. The speed will be faster, and it will be more difficult. was dodged."

The little girl looked up at the aunt again, and continued to fight with her head down.

Han Lang heard what the aunt said, and felt that this was a good thing, not because he taught the little girl to kill people, but because the two of them would no longer have conflicts.A closer relationship is never a bad thing.

After all, they had to get along for several days before letting go of the little girl.

The little girl doesn't seem to reject the aunt anymore.

After eating the meat rolls and resting for a while, the aunt really taught the little girl.But the little girl was actually very obedient, making Han Lang, who was lying on the alert front, nod secretly.

It is said that women are foodies. It seems that the little girl has not jumped out of this circle, and she is no longer a stranger after two meals.

With a flash of thought, Han Lang lay there quietly, thinking about the whole thing carefully.

Meeting the Iron Scorpion mercenary group by chance is purely accidental, there is no inevitability.In other words, for the disappearance of Professor Liang and the sacrifice of comrades in arms, there must be specific clues, or simply find the right owner.

But the Iron Scorpion mercenary group seems to be a mercenary group from what the aunt said, very pure, not capable of doing robbery, but it is not ruled out that they are hired by a certain government or organization.

Here, such behavior is commonplace.

Han Lang decided to go or not to go tonight, not to rest, but to think about the next plan.

Just now, he finally decided to rescue Professor Liang first after determining the target.Notify the company for support, but also after confirming the target.

If he waits for someone from the country to come, he is afraid that the night will be long and the dream will be many.It's been more than half a month since the incident happened, and Professor Liang still doesn't know what's going on. Rescue needs to be confirmed before it can start.

What about the little girl...

Han Lang's eyes slowly dimmed.

While he was pondering, somewhere in Huaxia, Han Lang's face appeared on the big screen.

"He is not a murderer, maybe he happened to support and gain trust, and got a USB flash drive."

A soldier stared at the screen and said.

"I agree with Lao Luo."

A red-faced middle-aged soldier said: "The USB flash drive is encrypted and tracked, and the technology has not found any traces of cracking. In addition to the process described by Xiao Zeng, he was not at all wary of Xiao Zeng, and he did not know the specific information of this USB flash drive. It was purely a transfer. .”

"He used the security contact information. It seems to be someone from there." The officer took over the conversation and said, "You should find out the information about this person and see what he does."

"Just let me know."

A lieutenant colonel wearing glasses said: "After all, they are not part of the system, they are just private companies, or they may be soldiers performing some missions. We don't want to ask more questions."

The major general nodded: "Okay. Lao Xie, just protect and pass on important information, and notify over there without leaving his name and identity, and tell the other side that this person has made meritorious service, and the evaluation here is second-class meritorious service. People are busy."

Of course Han Lang didn't know about this.

What he didn't even know was that a certain location was also having a meeting, and his face was also on the screen.

When Han Lang made up his mind, the aunt taught the little girl hand in hand.

"Sapphire, you need to use your thighs to lift your legs, not your whole body. Don't stretch your calves straight, but bend your calves slightly to reach the predetermined height. Open your knees, and your calves will pop out."

"Yes. That's it. This one is to increase the suddenness, and the other is to prevent the opponent from seeing the calf and intercepting it in advance."

"Come again."

"Yes, it pops up like a spring."

With the aunt holding her leg, the little girl kicked one foot after another, feeling the transmission of power meticulously, and kicked with style.

"Come on, kick me."

Seeing that the little girl kicked very well, the aunt opened her legs slightly, her fingertips turned upside down, her palms folded down to protect her crotch, and signaled the little girl to kick.

The little girl didn't even hesitate, and went straight to his crotch.

Bang!
He kicked on the palm of the aunt with a strong force.

"Sapphire, you are still exerting all your strength on this foot. Your body is slightly leaning forward and shaking. You don't move your shoulders or your body. You only lift your thighs. Don't look at the attacking position, but stare at the opponent's shoulder." The strength of one kick, and said: "According to the requirements of kicking the knees, but plan to kick the belly button on the top of the foot, so that the maximum strength will be achieved after kicking the target."

"Come again!"

Hearing this, the little girl kicked away, the speed was a little faster, and the strength was a little stronger. The kicking aunt's hand shook, but she couldn't completely lose the strength.

"Yes! That's it, come again!" The aunt shouted again.

The little girl obeyed the order and kicked away, her shoulders did not move, her upper body showed no signs of shaking, her thighs suddenly lifted, her calves popped out, and she kicked exactly where the aunt was protecting. strength.

"Not bad! Come again!" The aunt was very excited and didn't stop.

After kicking more than twenty times in a row, seeing the little girl was panting slightly, the aunt stood up, took an AK47, unloaded the magazine, handed it to the little girl and said: "This kind of kicking method is also applicable in battle, Sapphire, Take the gun."

The little girl took the gun and looked at the aunt.

The aunt grabbed the body of the gun with both hands, made a posture of snatching it, and said, "This will use your feet."

The little girl's foot suddenly bounced up at the same time as the aunt's voice fell, and kicked the outside of the aunt's thigh.

The aunt was taken aback. If she hadn't twisted her body in advance, she wouldn't have been able to avoid this kick. Fortunately, she just kicked her hip bone. If she was kicked, it would be a big joke.

"Right, that is it!"

The aunt said happily: "After the kick, the opponent will bend over and fall over. Then you twist the gun, yes, just like that, break free, and hit the opponent's temple with the butt of the gun, a fatal blow."

One blow kills...

Han Lang curled his lips and turned his head to look.

He didn't teach these tricks of fatal blows, such as the other party falling to the ground, stomping on the neck with one foot, and breaking the cervical vertebrae by stepping on it. He was teaching the little girl to protect herself, not to kill people. How the little girl kills.

This can't be done...

(End of this chapter)