global sniper

Chapter 40 Halep

Han Lang didn't know what the aunt said, and the aunt didn't explain.

He believes that those people will clean up the battlefield, at least they need transportation.While cleaning the battlefield, you will find enemies with headshots, and you will be shocked.

Indeed, those people quickly noticed that most of the dead were headshot and killed in one blow. They all knew that the sniper did it, so it goes without saying that they were shocked.

The aunt was silent again, and after a while, she took out the small cloth bag thrown by the other party, opened it to check again, and took out a business card with only a phone number.

The business card is very ordinary, so ordinary that you don't even need to print some colors, it's just a whiteboard with a string of numbers printed on one side.

"satellite telephone."

The aunt said and handed it to Han Lang.

Han Lang turned his head and glanced, then shook his head.

Just call...

The aunt took it back and looked at it again, thought about it, and put it away.

Han Lang didn't stop him, the aunt was out of his control.

The aunt put away the business card, and handed back the money in the bag to the little girl who was staring at the rangefinder.

The little girl didn't answer, and looked up at the aunt, as if she didn't understand what it meant.

"Sapphire, this is a thank you from those who saved it, put it in your bag."

The aunt felt that the bag hadn't been taken away, so she turned her head and explained.

Only then did the little girl reach out to take it, opened it for a look, put down the rangefinder, smoothed out the rice gold with different denominations inside, rolled it into a roll, tied it up, and pulled it over the backpack to put it away.

"Sapphire, there are loot in that backpack, there are no electronic products, so keep them together."

The aunt said something without turning her head, without looking away from the front.

The little girl looked at the backpack, didn't move, picked up the rangefinder to observe again.

In the car, there was silence again until midnight camping.

After crossing two inhabited villages and towns in a row, Han Lang chose to stay in the wild.

Don't worry about eating and drinking, there is no need to guard a group of heroes with AK, be careful...

Almost day and night, I only slept about five hours a day. After two days of trekking, I finally arrived near Halep.

"Xiaoying, we will reach our destination in another forty kilometers." The aunt said, looking at the dilapidated building in front of her.

Holding the steering wheel, Han Lang walked slowly, constantly observing his surroundings.

Here, the traces of the war are more obvious, but the smell of gunpowder smoke has disappeared, and they are all concentrated in the city.

Figures carrying AKs can be seen everywhere, and civilians are not seen walking around.

The chaotic vehicles passing by were also mostly armed figures, most of whom had their heads covered.

Looking around, the strong smell of war hits the nerves, making people sad and nervous.

The little girl tightly held the backrest behind Han Lang, staring at the front through the windshield.

"There's no need to be nervous here."

The aunt said casually: "Turn left here fifteen kilometers to Duppler, which is the mercenary market, mainly where weapons are purchased."

"There."

The aunt pointed to the front and said: "Turn right from there, and you will find the largest mercenary distribution center in Halep. There, there are mercenaries everywhere, waiting to be hired just like migrant workers."

Han Lang silently remembered the iconic position, and turned his gaze back.

The aunt pointed to the front and continued: "This direction is Halep."

Han Lang drove slowly, looked around, and asked, "Should I go directly to Halep to find the target?"

"Yes."

The aunt withdrew her hand and said, "They are near the Halep airport. But we were hunted for a week away, and the airport is not known to be captured."

"Will they be gone if they are captured?" Han Lang asked a few black people by the side of the road.

"That's for sure."

The aunt also began to pay attention to her surroundings, and said, "That's just an employment mission. If it is captured, no matter whether the long-term or short-term employment is over, of course you have to leave and find another job."

Looking for a job...

Han Lang felt very awkward.

A group of strong men with guns stood there waiting for a price like migrant workers, but their work was killing people.

But he won't make any comments, it's none of his business.

"If you find specific information and want to kill them, you have to hire someone. The information is accurate, and a short-term task requires a sum of money." The aunt leaned back and said.

a lot of money...

Han Lang narrowed his eyes.

Killing the opponent, relying on oneself is delusional.

They are all licking blood with the tip of a knife, can there be nothing under their hands?
Judging from the encounter with Big Mom that night, those people's combat quality is not low, not much worse than their team, or they can't see the difference.

If it wasn't for his sudden intervention and advanced night vision equipment, it might not be so easy to handle.

But it’s okay to recruit mercenaries, there is no money...

Thoughts flashed in my mind, but there was no answer.

The aunt paused for a moment, then continued: "I'll ask someone later to see if I can know the situation of the battle. The information here is still very fast."

"it is good."

Han Lang responded with a sentence, but didn't say anything more.

In this environment, I am really not as good as my aunt.

The aunt searched around until she was about to drive out of this small city before, and said, "Stop over there."

Han Lang saw a noodle stall, nodded, and instructed, "Sapphire, sit quietly and don't touch the gun."

Sapphire held the back of the back, not to mention curious or nervous, staring at the front without responding.

After the car stopped, the aunt got out of the car, went straight to the noodle stand, took out ten dollars and handed it over.

Standing behind the noodle stall was a middle-aged man with a big beard unique to this place. He took the rice and rubbed it, then picked up two noodle cakes and handed them to the aunt.

"Has Halep Airport been taken?" The aunt asked casually after taking the bread.

"It has been captured for four days."

The noodle stall owner said while pocketing the money.

The aunt took the bread, turned her head and walked back, without saying anything.

"Sapphire, for you."

As soon as he got in the car, he handed the bread to the little girl, and said, "The airport has been captured for four days. They won't accept the task of guarding the airport. The money is too little. For four days, I don't know if they will stay at the distribution center."

"Go and see."

Han Lang started the car, turned around slowly, and walked back in the dust.

The little girl took the bread and smelled it, then pulled the backpack and stuffed it in without wrapping it.

The aunt helped her tactical glasses, and adjusted her turban again to make sure it wouldn't fall off easily.

He was hunted down by the Iron Scorpion Mercenary Group, so he couldn't show his face easily.

Han Lang is also tightly wrapped to avoid leaving facial features.

The car turned around the intersection in front of it, and walked slowly among the ruined walls.

Here, the scars left by the shells can be seen everywhere, and most of the buildings are only half or less.

There are still people living in the crumbling upstairs.

In the ruins, the path has been stepped out, leaving clear traces of entry and exit.

Han Lang drove silently, the aunt didn't say anything, the little girl didn't even look at the rangefinder, she leaned on the backrest and stared at the front.

The desolation after the war made people feel heavy, but no one could do anything about it.

Passing through the ruins, there are only ruts on the road, and there are not many vehicles on the road that can't see the face of the old road. There are no people staying in the dust.

After driving a few kilometers, in a place with trees, a fairly complete house appeared in sight.

Around, there are pickups, cars, and even worn-out armored vehicles, worn-out tanks, and mighty Hummers.

Looking around, Han Lang actually saw a vehicle-mounted rocket launcher, and the vehicle was a Great Wall pickup.

There are more and more people, but most of them sleep on the ground. It is estimated that it will be dealt with when it rains and covered with rain cloth.

"Stop here."

The silent aunt pointed to the side of the road and finally spoke.

Han Lang pulled over and parked the car, without asking Aunt how to find out.

The aunt glanced at the sapphire on the back seat, opened the car door and said, "You'd better stay in the car, people here are not friendly."

Of course Han Lang knew what Aunt meant, so he nodded and didn't get out of the car.

"If someone asks, just say it's a mercenary. The companion is inside, so there's no need to say more." The aunt ordered, closed the car door, and walked inside.

Here, most of the mercenaries already have employers and gather here instead of waiting for employment.

If the Iron Scorpion mercenary group is not on a mission, they will definitely live here.

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