global sniper

Chapter 424

The eight divine guards who came did not underestimate anyone, but the vehicles did not cover their tracks when they approached, and were ready to attack.

Unexpectedly, they were shelled just to observe, or unreasonable arson bombs, plus artillery cover.

At this time, the souls of the eight divine guards may be very wronged, or maybe they are just passing by to have a look, so why don't they go directly to the bombardment without asking?

It was just three high-explosive bombs and one white phosphorous arson bomb. When Han Lang and the others rushed into the explosion core, there were only three burning corpses that were still flaming, and four people whose bodies were half buried in gravel and whose bodies were broken. , and another body that was completely buried, with legs missing, and eight people, none of them remained.

Against masters, Han Lang has absolutely no interest in comparing marksmanship with the opponent.

Survival on the battlefield is the kingly way, and you can survive by destroying the enemy. Shelling is the best way to deal with masters.

"Withdraw!" Han Lang gave an order in a low growl as he carried a knife that hadn't been blown up.

The shells landed precisely, and there were five backpacks left among the eight people. Four of the weapons were intact, and the others were blown up.

As for the vehicles that had been burnt and only the racks remained, there was nothing to pick and choose. Even the knives, there were only five undamaged ones left, and the others were gone.

Returning to the training ground, Han Lang didn't stop, and directly ordered to return to the camp.

At this time, Darren had already arrived at the campsite and was waiting in amazement.

Aunt, Kuaishou, and that girl were all murderous, which made him very nervous.

Seeing Han Lang rushing towards him, Darren hesitated for a while, but stepped forward and asked, "Sir, what happened?"

"Someone is going to attack us, the identity is uncertain."

Of course Han Lang would not tell him that this is the Divine Guard, let alone the name of the Pluto organization, otherwise Lixiao would really stand in front of the Pluto organization.

Darren was taken aback.

How does this answer make him judge?
It is true that he is the person in charge here, but it is not up to him to be in charge of retaliation because of Lixiao, and he needs to ask for instructions.

"Sir, I'll come back later..." Darren's voice was weak.

Han Lang nodded, but did not respond.

Just as Darren turned to leave, his satellite phone rang.

Regardless of the other people who quickly built defenses, they went to the corner to connect.

"Boss, Vipers are confirmed to be the forces of the Desert Vipers. In addition to not having rings and masks, guns and knives, and having a foundation in martial arts, and smells, they all prove that they are the fighting power of the Pluto organization."

smell……

Han Lang nodded secretly.

This is obviously not body odor, it is a hundred years of entanglement, and a thorough understanding of the other party's habits, to put it bluntly, it is a feeling.

"In addition." Feng Ping did not wait for Han Lang to respond, and continued: "Just a dozen seconds ago, a large number of vehicles drove out of the station, with more than one hundred people, and many of the vehicles were covered with tarpaulins. It seems that the weight is not light. unknown."

"It's coming for me." Han Lang's voice was very calm.

"What?!" Feng Ping was shocked: "I'm going to gather my strength right now, you're leaving the current..."

"Don't move." Han Lang interrupted Feng Ping, saying: "Then the other party will confirm my identity, at least know that I am their mortal enemy, even if I escape by chance, I will be hunted down all over the world."

"Can……"

Feng Ping was stunned for a moment, but didn't immediately think of a countermeasure.

"So, you arrange..."

Han Lang's voice was calm, without the current tension of the enemy.

After hanging up, he took out Boris's phone and dialed.

"My friend, who are you offending? Don't worry, as long as you are there, I will spare no effort to protect your safety."

What Boris said was very manly, but Han Lang knew how much the manly air was.

"Boris, this is the owner of Scar 17 coming to ask for an afterthought, but it's not that our previous actions exposed it, it's just that the mission we received recently involved them again."

Han Lang said steadily, "I need your help..."

A few minutes later, Han Lang hung up the phone.

"Come on, everyone, I have something to say."

Glancing at the shadows of cars driving from the town, Han Lang clapped his hands and said.

Aunt and other talents have put down what they have in hand and sent it to you to make, so gather here.

"The Viper is Pluto's mercenary group. There are currently more than 100 people dispatched. I don't know how many guards are among them. The target is obviously us."

After Han Lang finished speaking, everyone's heart tightened.

This is troublesome, obviously came to check or raid and was annihilated by the entire army attacked here. Whether it will become angry from embarrassment, or re-examine the opponent and send out heavy troops, it is obviously ready to go to war.

But no one spoke, they all looked at Han Lang quietly.

"I think, since they came to the door, we should fight with our backs, or we can only break up and run for our lives at dawn."

Han Lang's voice was calm and powerful.

"Order, boss." Big Mom said holding Scar 17.

"I like big fights." The magician licked his lower lip, his eyes sparkling.

"Order." Kuaishou was also full of excitement.

"Just do it." Ghost Shaohun didn't care.

Except for Sapphire, everyone had no objection. No one thought too much about what would happen in the face of the attack of a hundred elites, or they didn't care.

"If you think highly of us so much, then don't worry about leaving when you come." Han Lang smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Darren and two entourages also drove over and drove into the camouflage net.

In less than 5 minutes, Darren and his entourage drove away.

There were quite a few people under the camouflage net. After Darren left, pickup trucks drove out of the camouflage net and went straight to the training camp.

In less than half an hour, a string of broken pickups drove out of town, along with trucks.

Soon, the training camp was full of dust, and under the command of Han Lang and the others, the natives who came over began to dig trenches and dig defenses around the training camp.

Are they ready to hold on...

Eyes behind a telescope stare at the dusty scene, muttering to themselves.

The mounds of the trenches are getting higher and higher, under the camouflage net, trenches are also built, each one is like a small fortress.

The pickup trucks were covered by the mud, and the heavy machine guns exposed at the rear were all shielded, and the muzzles protruded from the gaps in the mound, pointing out.

No need to look at it from a knowledgeable point of view, here is also building a defense system.

Before dark, those who worked in the queue left happily after receiving the commission, leaving only the ten people at dawn to start laying mines.

A large cart of landmines has been pulled here, guarding the arms dealers, and there are naturally enough that can be used in war.

At the same time, in the town where Darren is located, the armed men kept repeating their calls on the street, noting that they should not approach the camp on the east side and avoid it when traveling, as there are landmines there.

But the defense of the town has not changed much, only there are more figures holding guns than usual, especially near the suburban positions to the east, and the muzzles of the guns are pointing towards the camp two kilometers away.

However, Han Lang and his camp had already been demolished, leaving nothing there.

The training camp is so lonely and far away from the town, like an isolated island.

As night fell, the city became quiet.

At the training camp, it was also quiet at this time.

Here, there are landmines all around, as well as directional mines. There is not one big guy like Maozi with two thousand steel balls, but a dozen of them.

There is only one way to leave, but those who don't know may not be able to get out.

At the same time, a huge convoy in the distance is diverting, and the bloat of the convoy is constantly being reduced. It is expected to arrive at Han Lang's location at noon tomorrow.

The sky is getting brighter.

In the training camp, all ten people got up to wash up, but they didn't leave under the camouflage net, and they could be seen vaguely, that's all.

The surrounding area of ​​the camp was very clean, no one could be seen, no abnormalities could be seen, until the sun was shining, nothing happened here.

In the town, it was as quiet as ever, and nothing special could be seen.

Isn't it here...

Han Lang frowned slightly.

He received accurate information within [-] kilometers of the other party's arrival. The other party was dismantled into parts and rushed to the vicinity, vaguely surrounding even the town.

Of course, it's a bit of a joke to want to surround a small town with a population of several thousand with a hundred people, just to say that they spread around, but didn't get any closer.

Is this going to be done at night?
Han Lang sat under the camouflage net, silently analyzing.

"Head, I'll go get the supplies." Young Master Gui waved at the graffiti and said to Han Lang.

"Go, be careful." Han Lang instructed, and then added: "The thief will follow, and be on guard."

"Good head."

The thief walked down the scar 17, and followed the two of them in response.

The supply deliverer stopped six or seven hundred meters away from the camp, where there was an obvious mark, a broken wooden stick standing there, tied with quick rags.

The supplies are four large baskets, which are just some vegetables, fruits and meat, including two buckets of water, and of course, pancakes.

These are all paid by Han Lang themselves, so it is in place.

The few people twisted and turned, and the young ghost bent down from time to time to tinker. The three slowly returned to the training camp, and then began to eat.

In the city, there is still no abnormality, and no posture to help them defend, it is almost the same as usual.

Nothing unusual.

But Han Lang and the others had just finished their meal when a text message came in from Han Lang's satellite phone.

Han Lang took out a glance, then deleted it, and said in the headset: "Each enter the battle position, protect yourself."

"Yes!"

There was a tidy tiger roar, and then the figures in the traffic trench ran, rushing to where they were.

Almost when they rushed to their respective battle positions, there was a trail of sand and dust rolling in the distance, and teams of small cars drove quickly.

The anomaly caused chaos in the town, and the figures ran back to their homes one after another, hiding in places they thought were safe.

It was already afternoon at this time, and it was less than an hour before dark. The enemy's arrival at this time was obviously preparing for a night attack.

From the town, a pickup truck came with a white flag and stopped a few tens of meters away from the entrance.

"Who are you?" The defense asked loudly.

The man in the pickup truck shouted loudly with a loudspeaker: "We are the Viper Mercenary Group, and we have a personal grievance with the mercenary group stationed outside the city. You have two choices, one is to assist that mercenary group with our Viper Snakes go to war, and the second is to keep quiet, we don’t enter the city, we will leave when the battle is over.”

"They're just here for repairs!" After more than a minute in the defense, a person shouted loudly: "We are the sales point of Vladimir Boris Ulyanov here, and we do not participate in any private Don't spread grievances to our city."

The voice in the defense fell, and the person on the pickup waved his hand, turned around and left.

At the same time, between the city and the training camp, more than [-] pickup trucks were lined up, and people were running to build positions. There might be thirty or forty people.

Obviously, this cut off the training camp's approach to the city.

The distance in other directions is slightly farther, but it is more than 2000 meters, 3000 meters, and the training camp is firmly surrounded by the edge of the 60-caliber mortar range.

(End of this chapter)