global sniper

Chapter 44
The aunt was the closest to the little girl, but he had his back to the little girl, so he didn't see the little girl chasing her from the side.

Han Lang focused on the little girl, even out of the corner of his eye, he knew her situation.

During the throw, when the opponent's eyes flashed fiercely and stabbed him in the chest with a knife, his foot suddenly shoveled out, and one foot shoveled above the ankle of the opponent's front leg. At the same time as he passed, he put his arms around the opponent's neck, shouted, swung it up, and with a crackling sound, the guy's cervical spine was broken, his body was swung up, and he roared and smashed towards the figure who was chasing the little girl.

The man made a move, exerted force under his feet, kicked up the dust all over the sky, and flew away.

Before he finished shouting, the aunt reached out and grabbed the stabbing blade, clenched her right fist and swung it, her index finger knuckles protruding, and hit the opponent's temple with a bang. When the guy's eyes popped out, he turned around and walked away in an instant, blood red. In a flash, the knife was in his hand, and with a crisp ding, he blocked the stabbing dagger.

When both of them were rushing towards their respective targets, that is, the last two remaining, the little girl who ran suddenly stopped, turned around and swung her dagger, and kicked out the flying corpse of Han Lang when it flew towards him.

Bang!
That guy was holding his chest and sucking his stomach, and he was also wearing knife-grabbing gloves. Just as he was about to use his bare hands, he hit the vital point with an abrupt kick. The corpse that came, his hand, subconsciously grabbed the little girl.

The little girl hit the ground with one kick, and before she could retreat in time, she swung her hand subconsciously, stabbed and cut off the stretched neck, and was also touched by the man's hand, and staggered backwards.

It's just that the man had no strength at all, he just stretched out his hand subconsciously, without grabbing the little girl anywhere, blood spurted to the ground, face down, and threw himself into the embrace of the earth.

Han Lang slammed on the brakes, stood in front of the little girl, and let out a breath of foul air.

And the other, that is, the last person, while Han Lang stopped, was slashed under the chin by the aunt's dagger, blood foamed from the mouth, tried to cover the wound with both hands, made a desperate hoo hoo sound, and staggered back.

The crowd of onlookers was silent, their eyes widened, looking at the blood in front of them.

Ten people fell to the ground without even a minute. I am afraid not many survived.

You must know that these people don’t look like stragglers. Although no one knows them, they all know that to become a small mercenary regiment, they must be from a certain country’s special forces. At least they are not ordinary soldiers. Just by looking at their actions, they can kill a lot .

And among these three people, except for one who is slightly tall but not burly, the other two are an ordinary person and a woman who can't tell the exact age, but is not very old, and is very thin, who actually overthrew these provocateurs in a short time .

Han Lang's eyes swept across, under the tactical glasses, people felt murderous.

The people in front followed Han Lang's gaze, and subconsciously squeezed back to get out of the way of the battlefield, so as to avoid the opponent's red eyes and wrong target.

It's not that they are afraid, it's just that it has nothing to do with them.

When the aunt turned her head, the little girl looked at Han Lang, then at the guy at her feet who had started to twitch, turned around and left, squatted down, cut Han Lang with a knife, and was the first to hit, but only fainted and did not die The man's neck.

When Han Lang and the two looked at each other, they stepped into the crowd in two steps. They would have been stunned, and in front of the person who was also not killed. Throat, stood up and took a look, then squatted down and began to turn around.

At the scene, there was still no one uttering a word, and they were still in the short and fierce fight just now. The eyes of the three people in the field changed.

From the beginning to the end, the woman was not counted, the two men were the last to use the knife, and only killed one person with the knife.

How could they fail to see that the bodies of those who fell had already twitched, and they didn't need to worry about their lives if they didn't make up the knife.

The little girl only took money and personal belongings, and felt that the knife in her hand was in the way. When turning over the second person, she rubbed the knife against her body, put away the little blood that was wiped off, turned around, pulled a backpack and poured it out, and turned over. Turning around, he picked up a few pieces of metal that had been smashed together, took a look, stuffed them into his backpack, and started to clean the battlefield as if no one else was there, skillfully cutting his throat and making up for the knife.

Han Lang and the aunt didn't move.

Han Lang didn't know how to deal with it, he was on full alert, calculating how to stand out from the surrounding crowd, seize the car and flee away.

The aunt knew the situation, so she was very calm, but she didn't help the little girl.

In the bloody atmosphere, only the little girl was busy on her own, cleaning the battlefield as if no one else was there. After cleaning up in a short time, she returned to the pile of bags, poured them out one by one, squatted there, and picked the ones that looked good inside. eye property.

No one stopped her, and no one commented, they all watched quietly, watching the little girl picking toys and scratching her belongings, no one was envious.

In the silence, the informant blinked his dry eyes, took a deep breath, let it out slowly, stepped forward and said, "Sir, if the gun is left behind, I can help you dispose of the corpse."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Don't worry, you won't be in trouble. You didn't use your guns, did you?"

"Thank you."

Aunt nodded in greeting, without looking at Han Lang, she said, "Other things will be left behind."

Of course Han Lang didn't care about those guns, even if there was a sniper rifle inside, it was an assault rifle with a tactical rail.

He has scanned the contents of the backpack, and there are a few night vision goggles, which are also the kind that can be bought in the world, which is not attractive to him.

But he still took a step forward, grabbed a mobile phone and a satellite phone among the things the little girl threw away, found the night vision goggle battery and the phone charger, and stuffed them into the little girl's formal backpack.

The little girl looked up at Han Lang, then lowered her head and pawed on the ground, seeing that there was nothing to take, she picked up her backpack and looked at Han Lang.

"Then trouble you."

When the aunt saw that the little girl had finished cleaning, she nodded to the informant, turned her head and left.

"Ready to serve."

The informant nodded slightly: "Welcome to your next visit."

patronage

Han Lang pouted secretly.

One sentence is two thousand, next time...

Han Lang cursed secretly, holding the little girl's back with his left hand, without taking the unsinkable backpack, followed the aunt, and went straight to the crowd.

The crowd of spectators moved quickly, silently giving way to the passage, revealing the pickup in the crowd.

Han Lang waited for the little girl to get into the car before entering the driver's cab, and waited for the aunt to sit firmly, then slowly left along the passage out of the way.

How these people talk and what they talk about has nothing to do with him. He must leave here as soon as possible to prevent those dead guys from still having companions.

After leaving the crowd, the aunt said: "Get out of here first."

Han Lang nodded, turned back and gave the little girl behind him a thumbs up and shook, not blaming her for coming up and killing people.

In that case, killing is actually the first choice. There is no room for maneuver. Killing the other party once and for all is the best solution.

The aunt also turned her head and shook her thumb at the little girl, but neither of them praised the little girl.

The little girl couldn't tell, she looked at the two of them, her gaze stayed on the windshield again, she held Han Lang's back and looked out of the car.

"A car is approaching."

The aunt stared at the rearview mirror, and said in a deep voice, her hand was already holding the pistol, and the other hand was ready to roll down the window at any time.

"one person."

Han Lang stared at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye and said, "That manager."

Han Lang hadn't finished speaking, and the aunt also saw that there was indeed only one person in the broken car behind, and it was indeed the manager who had greeted him earlier.

The broker drove very fast, and caught up with Han Lang and the others before they turned to the place where the weapons were sold. He rolled down the window and shouted, "Wait a minute, gentlemen, please wait."

Han Lang turned his head to look at him, slowly slowed down and stopped, not knowing what he was going to do.

The man opened the car door under the vigilant gaze of the aunt, and when Han Lang rolled down the window, he said excitedly, "Gentlemen, please allow me to express my respect to the strong."

As he spoke, he gestured to Bruce Lee's signature movements.

problem...

Han Lang said nothing, stretched out his hand and rolled up the car window.

"no no!"

The man hurriedly put his hand into the gap of the car window, bowed his waist and said, "I know the information about the Iron Scorpion mercenary group."

"you know?"

Han Lang's eyes gradually turned cold.

There were only two people they questioned, a Maozi and an intelligence agent, and they didn't make a big deal of it at all, so how did he know?

"Sir, I'm going back to deal with the corpse in a while." The man ignored Han Lang's thoughts and said, "Thomas still got the information from me that the Iron Scorpion mercenary group has not left. Of course I know where the target you are looking for is. , you are going to accept this task, right?"

The logic of this person's speech was a little unclear, but Han Lang understood, maybe this guy was anxious to persuade them, so he jumped to express.

But Han Lang still didn't speak, looked at him, but didn't start to leave either.

"Sir, the Iron Scorpion Mercenary Group is currently in Makala. I will give you this information for free." The man saw that Han Lang didn't want to talk to him, and said quickly, "I'm not an intelligence agent, I'm a professional broker. I hope to establish friendship with respected gentlemen, not hundreds of dollars in consulting fees."

"Is the news accurate?"

Han Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he asked calmly.

"of course."

The man said confidently: "I'm a professional broker with my own information channel. Thomas got the information from me, but he doesn't know the specific information."

Thomas?The informant?
Han Lang understands, this guy seems to be working for Thomas to dispose of the corpse, and maybe earn a little money to make ends meet. If what he said is true, then once he knows that Thomas sold it for two thousand, wouldn't he be depressed? hit the wall?

"Then, thank you."

Han Lang thanked him politely, and then added: "Mr. Brady."

"Thank you sir for remembering my name."

Brady was a little surprised.

Here, the only ones who can remember his name are the mercenaries who set up stalls, and they don't even look at him.

"Sir, you are going to take on this mission, right?"

Brady didn't take his hands off the window, and looked at Han Lang sincerely, "Your mercenary group needs a professional manager, believe me, those people you killed with your bare hands are not easy, they are the famous Zhuopa Although the Cabra mercenary group is an ultra-small mercenary group, it has already been registered and has several good records."

Chupacabra?
The monsters found in the Portuguese desert flashed through Han Lang's mind, and he asked, "How many of them are there?"

"There are ten of them in total. In the past few years, there has been no increase except for supplements."

Brady said: "All of them are from special forces from various countries, and there is also a member of SAS, who is a fire assaulter, but was killed by you in a very short time. You are too powerful. Believe me, gentlemen, your mercenaries Tuan must be famous, no! You are already famous!"

famous……

Of course Han Lang didn't care, he just walked by.

The other party was all left behind, so they could relax a bit.

And it was a surprise to find the location of the Iron Scorpion Mercenary Group.

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