global sniper

Chapter 4
Han Lang stared at those beautiful sapphire-like eyes, feeling a twinge of pain in his heart.

It was a girl, a girl with sapphire eyes, not very old, only fifteen or sixteen, or a little more.

He knew what was going to happen, what could happen, but he was so weak, he staggered when he walked, and he didn't have a weapon, so what could he do?
Until the girl's hand disappeared outside the door, Han Lang looked at the marks left by the desperate fingers on the ground, he didn't move, but his breathing gradually became heavy.

In those eyes full of despair, there was no pleading, no hope for help, only despair.

Not even a sound came out of that tightly shut mouth, let alone a scream.

It seemed that the girl had given up struggling and accepted her fate.

But the desperate look in his eyes hurt Han Lang's heart like a sharp knife.

He stood up slowly as the footsteps receded.

It was the footprints he left that attracted the enemy, he could walk away, but he couldn't!

He took a few deep breaths, tightened the Broken Blade in his hand, and instantly entered a fighting state, groping out like a cheetah. Although his steps were still staggering, he did not hesitate.

Outside, the sun has risen above the horizon at this time, and the small village is warmed by the warm light.

Han Lang left the hiding place carefully and as quickly as possible, bypassed a dilapidated house, and saw a pickup truck parked on the street in front of him, with its trunk covered, and standing next to the pickup truck, holding a German HK G3A3 automatic rifle , the line of sight is not to observe the surroundings, but to tilt the head to look at the ground.

Han Lang's gaze fell to the ground.

At this time, a military blanket was spread beside the car, and the little girl was pressed on it.

The other party turned out to be three people!
Han Lang's pupils shrank.

The little girl knew what she was about to face, so she kicked her foot desperately, struggling hard, although it was futile.

Han Lang almost stopped breathing, took a quick look, and after confirming that there should be only three people in this car, he walked over silently like a cheetah.

The man who was supposed to be on guard seemed to see that the two of them could not fully control the prey, muttered something, leaned the gun on the wheel, knelt down on one knee, and grabbed the other one of the little girl...

Complete control over the prey, the guy in the middle is finally free to reach out
Just as he stretched out his hand to the little girl, Han Lang approached them silently less than three meters away, already close to the front of the car, and just when he was about to rush over to snatch the AUG A1 automatic rifle that was close at hand, he was suddenly caught by the guy opposite him. He looked up and looked straight.

"Enemy attack!"

Pressing the little girl, the guy who covered her mouth was startled, growled in common language and stood up.

The other two subconsciously turned their heads to look at Han Lang.

Han Lang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he gave up the plan to snatch the gun at the moment of the action of the three of them. He kicked his feet hard, exhausted all his strength, and rushed towards the three of them like a shell. The person on the opposite side stood up. Holding the Broken Blade upside down, he waved it, stabbed and cut the neck of the guy who was standing guard before, and as his body moved forward, the Broken Blade turned and stabbed out. With a puff, the two-inch-long Broken Blade sank into it The temple of the guy who was about to enter the alley, passed over the tops of their heads, and hit the chest of the guy standing up with a bang.

The man who stood up had already touched the pistol, but before he could grasp it, he was knocked over by Han Lang, and the gun was also thrown out of his hand.

The violent impact made Han Lang's eyes go black, and a wave of dizziness hit his mind.

But he knew that life and death were at this moment. He opened his eyes wide and bit the tip of his tongue. The pain stimulated his mind and fell to the ground at the same time. With a muffled groan, his limbs jumped up suddenly, and the wound between his chest and intercostals was torn open. Pounced on the tumbling figure.

That guy wasn't weak either, he reacted quickly after being hit suddenly, rolled on his back and stood up abruptly, took advantage of the opportunity to pull out the military stab on his leg, raised his left hand, and grabbed Han Lang's wrist that was waving the broken blade, and the dagger in his right hand It pierced Han Lang's neck like lightning.

Han Lang is too weak, otherwise how could he be caught by the wrist?

Seeing that his right hand was controlled, his left hand might not be able to resist the attack, so he didn't sit still, his left hand passed under his grasped right arm like a tiger's claw, and his body faced the sharp blade stabbed by the opponent. In the sound, the heel of the palm hit the opponent's nose with a bang from bottom to top.

This is a deadly tactic in fighting. The fatal position on the head is a temple, an Adam's apple, the back of the head, and a nose that most people don't understand.

A violent push from bottom to top, if the force is too high, the opponent will urinate, lose their resistance or be killed.

This push really made the guy's head buzz, and his head was thrown back, and his consciousness was lost.

Han Lang twisted his body just now, causing the opponent's knife not to stab his neck, but to his shoulder socket, and the military thorns entered at the same root, which made him lose his consciousness for a while, but he didn't stop attacking. The moment the blow caused the hand to let go, it crashed into the opponent's arms, the right hand broke free from the opponent's restraint, and the broken blade plunged into his eye socket with a pop.

When the opponent's eyeballs burst like blisters, Han Lang's eyes went dark, the broken blade poured into the opponent's mind and his consciousness fell into darkness, he followed the opponent's fallen body and fell down, unconsciously lying on the opponent's twitching body.

At the same time that Han Lang fell, the two guys whose arteries and trachea were cut off and the other was stabbed in the temple also became limp one after another and fell to the ground almost at the same time.

And the girl's face was covered in blood, she opened her mouth wide in horror but didn't breathe, she lay there trembling all over, but she still didn't make a sound, it seemed that she was used to being covered with her mouth, forgot to shout, forgot to struggle for her life.

Han Lang didn't know if there was a fourth one. In fact, he was a bit risky. If he observed carefully, or waited for that guy to enter the alley, all three of them lost their vigilance, and his attack would be sure.

But he won't do that. Since he stood up, he wanted to stop all this from happening.

He succeeded, but the price was also huge, the wound was torn apart, a military thorn was stuck in his shoulder, and he passed out gorgeously.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Lang woke up from a coma stimulated by bursts of swelling pain.

At the same time when consciousness returned, bursts of burning pain hit his mind, making Han Lang unable to suppress a weak voice.

Before he had the ability to think, a stream of water blocked his lips as soon as his lips became cold.

Han Lang subconsciously opened his chapped lips, took a few mouthfuls greedily, and then regained consciousness.

safe...

It was his first thought.

The enemy will not feed him water.

Sure enough, when he struggled to open his eyes, those sapphire-like eyes came into blurred vision, and when he loosened his grip on Broken Blade, those sapphire-like eyes gradually blurred, and he fell asleep again.

It was already noon when I woke up again.

Han Lang opened his eyes in a daze, and found himself leaning on the wheel, with a blanket covering the sun above his head.

Han Lang's gaze moved slowly, and he saw three figures lying there with their bellies bulging, and then in the shadow not far away, a thin and small figure covered in a robe, hugging his knees, only showing his The pair of big sapphire-like eyes stared at him quietly.

Can't let the car and the body be exposed...

The moment Han Lang saw the little girl clearly, his heart tightened.

He took a deep breath and struggled to sit up slowly.

As soon as he moved, he realized that he was like a mummy, with his upper body covered in bandages.

Obviously, this is the masterpiece of the little girl.

what a waste...

Han Lang shook his head secretly, but he also knew that it was the random bandaging that prevented him from bleeding to death.

With a flash of thought, he stood up with great effort, staggered to the front of the three of them, knelt down on one knee, endured bouts of dizziness and began to turn around.No, it's cleaning the battlefield.

After strenuously cleaning the three of them, including their clothes and trousers, they dragged the corpses into the nearby collapsed house, dragged all three of them in one after another, and simply buried them with debris and soil.

There was a burst of blackness in front of my eyes, and the Venus was flying. I returned to the car, tied an M9 military thorn and a Glock 19 with a laser sight to my leg, took a breath, and used the collected things to Clothes were in their pockets, and they were stuffed into the co-pilot.

The little girl didn't move, she just hugged her knees, watching Han Lang work hard like the children next door, until Han Lang got into the cab, she stood up nervously, holding a blood-stained fallknivenmc1, That is, the European military troubleshooting knife, looking at the pickup truck in a little panic, not knowing what to do.

It was the knife pulled out from Han Lang's shoulder, and thanks to such a straight knife, the flesh of the wound was not cut into pieces. If it was a serrated one, even if it was the M9 military stab that Han Lang put away, the back of the knife would not be cut into pieces. The serrated teeth will also make the wound become meaty and difficult to heal.

Han Lang closed the car door with great effort, glanced at the terrified little girl, and slowly lifted the clutch, pressing down on the dirt fragments and bricks all over the floor, slowly drove to their hiding place, and drove straight into the door , stopped in the room.

The little girl followed silently, and when Han Lang struggled to get out of the car, she held the knife and sat where she had been hiding before, hugged her knees, and looked at Han Lang who was cleaning the traces, without saying a word.

Han Lang thoroughly cleaned the traces of the car passing by until he reached the entrance of the village. He was unable to walk anymore. After returning, he cleaned up the ground slightly, sat down on the wheel tiredly, soaked the compressed biscuits in water and swallowed them quickly, holding the AUG A1 to automatically Rifle, go to sleep.

He was too weak, and he was busy for a while, exhausting his only physical strength. This would really not be falling asleep, but lethargic, unconscious lethargy.

The little girl was surprisingly quiet, just hugging her knees, watching Han Lang quietly, motionless.

(End of this chapter)