global sniper

Chapter 421 A Glimpse Figure
The sound of tom-tom continued, one after another arson bombs flew towards the target, and the galloping pickup truck also approached the edge of the position. The natives in gas masks picked up the bazooka, and stood straight according to the direction assigned in advance, directly across the burning position. emission.

The rocket can fly a thousand meters, but it is basically the distance of self-explosion, and the accuracy is not to mention, and it does not know how many tens of meters it deviates from.

However, there is no accuracy problem with cloud bombs and thermobaric bombs, and it should not be too easy to cover tens of meters with one blow.

Pieces of flames splashed all over the sky, and dilapidated buildings burned fiercely. Amidst the miserable howls, there was no defense or counterattack.

On the ground, those anti-bunker holes can withstand the shelling, but the temperature of the flames and the lack of oxygen cannot withstand it.

Even putting on a gas mask quickly can't stop the lack of oxygen and the high temperature.

In a short time, the shells were fired, and the positions and towns fell directly.

Pickup trucks fled frantically, and most of the supply trucks that had just arrived were also ignited.

There has been a tense confrontation here for some days, and there are no civilians at all, so it's not a case of accidental injury.

But those who escaped from the town couldn't run very far, and the vehicles were blown over by precise shelling, or were drawn by the heavy machine gun chains that had begun to detour, and all vehicles were focused on.

Han Lang and the others quickly gathered after the bombardment ended, and ten of them drove four pickup trucks towards the direction where the enemy was fleeing.

Han Lang was trying to catch a few survivors. I don't know how many survived the mess, but there must be some.

After analysis, he thinks that this place is the same as the place where he snatched the metal ball before. The ruins of ancient civilization may have been discovered here, and the divine guard approached with the help of this armed force, and secretly helped them to hold on to the situation and dig, or precisely locate.

The pursuit turned into a massacre. As long as the weapon on the pickup truck can fire, it doesn't matter if the distance is 100 meters or 300 meters, whether it is beyond the accurate range of the AK, there will be a burst of fire in the sound of clicking, and the state is extremely exciting.

This is a big victory, and they are now enjoying the joy of chasing and killing.

Among the escaped rebels, there were several combat teams that were formed quickly. Their combat effectiveness was quite strong, and they had already killed several pickup trucks in a row.

But they also couldn't survive under heavy machine gun fire. Yimapingchuan couldn't outrun pickup trucks and bullets at all. Focused attention, under the fire of several machine guns, and the long-range sniping of Han Lang and Sapphire, they were defeated in just a few minutes. And was drowned by the rain of bullets.

Han Lang and the others didn't manage the town, so this is not destined to be the excavation site. If the guess is correct, it should not be far from here.

It is very difficult to catch a living in a chaotic battlefield. When those aborigines are victorious, their combat effectiveness soars. They shoot when they see people, and they have no chance to catch a living.

"Head, is it all gone?"

Doodle asked while staring at the scope of the sniper grenade.

"Yeah, we started late. If we don't help the natives, we will be wiped out. If we help, we won't be able to approach them in time." The magician was also very helpless.

"Kill it!"

Han Lang shot a guy who was kneeling in a precise blocking position to headshot, and shouted.

"Roger that!"

Everyone let out a low growl, followed by a tom-tom explosion.

Auntie and the others can’t reach a distance of 500 meters, but 17 meters is still no problem. The Scar [-] is designed for sniping. The barrels are all heavy-duty barrels. The assault is slightly heavier and the barrel is longer, but there is no need to replace the barrel. So troublesome.

While advancing steadily, the natives who were chasing suddenly felt relieved. Instead of falling down from time to time, they were hit by scattered counterattacks from the chasing party. They were either shredded by huge 12.7-caliber bullets from machine guns, or were headshot by precision, or suddenly With a bang, more than a dozen figures fell to the ground.

As long as they get close to Chuchu, they can kill those struggling figures, and the pursuit should not be too comfortable.

There are fires everywhere in the town, and it will be impossible to get in, because there is deadly poisonous gas in the thick smoke, whether it is white phosphorus artillery shells, thermobaric bombs, or cloud explosion bombs, they will all produce deadly poisonous smoke.

So, they completely surrounded the town in flames, and the real battle was the pursuit.

As for the pursuit, when the opponent has no vehicles and has precise assistance, it is easy and enjoyable.

"Head, there are vehicles evacuating at twelve kilometers away!"

Matthew flew the drone to monitor the audience, reporting at this moment.

That's it!
Han Lang's eyes lighted up. This was the same mission they had taken. That time, the mercenaries occupied the ancient civilization site and asked them to grab a metal ball. This time it was obviously the same.

"Closer!" Han Lang put away the M14 and drank in a low voice.

Following the order, the four vehicles started abruptly, sprang out of the ditch, and headed straight for the direction Matthew pointed.

There, the bicycle had already started to pedal at this time, obviously knowing that it could not be stopped, and if he didn't leave, he would be left behind.

Han Lang sat in the passenger seat, Ant drove, and Sapphire sat in the back seat.

Han Lang looked at the terminal while the vehicle was bumping, and looked at the screen shared by Matthew.

There were still four cars parked there, and several figures were running towards the pickup from tens of meters away.

A little farther away, a row of five cars had already started, sending dust all over the sky, heading straight for the road.

I can't catch up...

Han Lang glanced at the map displayed in the corner and the position of the target marked on the map, knowing that he could not catch up.

The opponent was only three kilometers away from the road, and even if the road conditions were not good, they had no time to block the exit on the road.

While turning his gaze, he looked at the unarmed figures who had already started pedaling.

It seems right, this is the other party's scientific research personnel...

Magician and graffiti on the body, which will still fire while galloping.

Big Mom was also on the back of the last car, crouching on the supplies, and kept firing long bursts at those who were running for their lives and hadn't been killed yet.

They fought a bloody road, not too fast, galloping at full speed, the opponent's vehicles have started one after another, and with the last person pedaling, they rushed towards the road at full speed.

"At fifteen kilometers away, a convoy arrived, five armed Humvees." Matthew reported again.

It seems that there is really no way to stop those people...

"Rush to the place where they are pedaling as soon as possible, find the place where they are digging, and prevent it from being damaged by blasting." Han Lang retracted his gaze and ordered.

They are not afraid of Humvees, but they can't stop those non-combatants in a fierce battle.

If these people can be caught, their ability to resist interrogation will be far worse.

But at present, the chances are not great. The road chase, with a difference of several kilometers, will not catch up. Besides, there will be interception. It is very dangerous to go deep into the opponent's hinterland. The reinforcements of the opponent should have already started.

In less than 10 minutes, the evacuated convoys had disappeared. Although the gunshots behind them could not be heard, they had actually decreased, but most of them were sniper shots.

The natives, on the other hand, began to clear the city. After all, there are still some basements there. If they are not in order, some will survive. As for the anti-blasting holes, they can still hold on for a while without being directly bombed by thermobaric bombs. It's just that the air is probably unsustainable, and it's hard to say whether it will suffocate in it.

Han Lang and the others rushed to the location, Matthew was in charge of air security, the magician, sapphire, graffiti, and the thief Kuaishou were in charge of intercepting, and the rest followed the path seen by the drone and went straight to the location where several locations had been dug.

When we got there, there were some broken pottery fragments and rotten wood scattered on the ground, and the robbery holes remained there impressively.

What an armed grave robber...

"I found the head." The aunt shouted when everyone checked the search information of the robbery cave: "There is an explosive device."

"Young Master Ghost!" Han Lang growled and ran towards the aunt's place, a cliff more than ten meters high, washed out by the rain.

Young Master Gui rushed from another direction, glanced at the explosive device in the excavated hole, and said, "It's an infrared passive sensing device."

As he spoke, he took out the liquid nitrogen spray bottle and pressed it, and threw it precisely in front of the explosive device.

In the sound of squeaks, thick fog filled the air, and the temperature in the cave dropped sharply. Then, Young Master Gui took off his backpack and signaled everyone to back off, and went in alone...

Two minutes later, Young Master Gui drilled out of the hole and said, "It's being excavated inside. No explosives are used, it's just manual excavation."

"Let me see." The aunt said and got in.

Not a moment later, the aunt shouted from the six or seven meter deep inside: "Head, traces of artificial burial have been excavated. The other party is very professional. This should be a big tomb."

"How long will it take to dig?" Han Lang asked with his probe.

"It's hard to say." The aunt didn't come to a conclusion.

This kind of artificial burial, if it is in some princely tombs in China, it is possible to be hundreds of meters or even farther away, and it is not necessarily possible to find the tomb if you find the tomb passage.

But the opponent spent a lot of time trying to keep the metal balls here, but it depends on the excavation time. After a while, the opponent returns to fight for it. It will be a fierce battle, a devastating fierce battle.

Don't look at the force that kills at least a hundred or ten quasi-sacred guards with a random cannonball, but the opponent didn't expect to have a master gunner like aunt, plus enough white phosphorus shells, thermobaric bombs, and cloud bombs. The murder weapon, with such a large loss, was wiped out so simply that there was almost no resistance.

Han Lang is not so arrogant that he is invincible in the world. He knows very well that even if a team of 20 people fights head-on, it is hard to say how many of them will leave, and if they are not completely wiped out, there will be only a few left.

"Try digging, aunt is in charge, ghosts are few, ants will help." Han Lang gave an order in a flash of thought.

After giving the order, he turned around and left.

Since it is necessary to dig, it is necessary to fully deploy defenses, at least not to be surrounded by enemies.

Time passed by, Han Lang stared at the scope to monitor the area he was in charge of, and remained motionless.

On the road, the forces that hired them chased for five or six kilometers, and began to build positions on the road and on the hills on both sides, which looked good.

This town originally belonged to them. It was captured by the other side two months ago. To regain it today, they must of course strengthen their defense.

No one knew where Han Lang and the others were going, not even Moka, they only knew they were chasing them.

Lying quietly, Han Lang suddenly frowned.

He will have time now, and he is slowing down the scene of the other party's evacuation, trying to find some useful information, even the face.

It's a pity that the face is a little blurry, after all, the distance is too high, and the camera is not pulled in for a close-up.

But in the last shot, the figure bending over the pickup made him feel familiar.

No, not deja vu.

In just a few seconds, Han Lang's eyes sparkled.

He is familiar with that person, and very familiar!

(End of this chapter)