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Chapter 5 Sapphire

Waking up again, Han Lang no longer knew the time, nor how long he had slept.

When I just woke up, I suddenly felt that there was nothing in my hand. I was startled, and before I opened my eyes, I stretched out my hand to the side of my leg.

Accurately grasping the handle of the Glock, he relaxed, but slowly opened his eyes cautiously.

The surroundings are very bright, and before the eyes are fully opened, a faint sound of breathing enters the eardrums.

It's that little girl...

Han Lang was completely relaxed, seeing the little girl still sitting there with her knees hugged and looking at him, knowing that there was no danger coming.

The mind was relaxed, and the pain came with the tide, making his eyes black for bursts.

The muscles on Han Lang's face were beating, making his face a bit hideous, but he didn't groan in pain.

When the little girl saw Han Lang wake up, there was a gleam of joy in her exposed eyes, she stood up and walked to the car in a few steps, squatted down, picked up the things on the ground and handed them to Han Lang.

Seeing things clearly, Han Lang grinned and tried to smile, but only showed an ugly expression.

It was a can of Coca-Cola, and he had seen it when he checked the contents of the car before.

But he is a wounded person, and drinking carbonated drinks is not allowed. Even if this thing is high in sugar, it will not help the recovery of the injury.

"You... drink..." Han Lang said with difficulty: "I'll drink some compressed biscuits... the porridge soaked in it will be fine..."

The little girl didn't seem to understand Arabic, so she held the can in both hands and sent it forward.

Han Lang strenuously raised his hand to block it, and said again: "I... can't drink this... eat food... that's fine..."

The little girl still didn't seem to understand Han Lang's slightly broken French, holding Coke in both hands, looking at Han Lang suspiciously in her beautiful eyes.

Don't understand?

Han Lang took a few breaths, thought for a while, and repeated it again in a relatively standard common language.

The little girl hesitated, as if she still didn't understand, but she put down the coke in a second or two, picked up a bag of jerky and stretched it towards Han Lang.

Clearly, she knows what's nutritious.

Han Lang shook his head vigorously, and muttered in Chinese: "The wound is not healed...you can't eat meat..."

The little girl hesitated again, she didn't seem to understand but could guess Han Lang's meaning, her big eyes blinked, she held up the bag of jerky and paused, then put it down, grabbed a bag of marching rations and tore it open with her teeth, The biscuits inside were taken out, and half of the lunch box was quickly soaked into a paste. After Han Lang struggled to catch them and put them on his lap, he freed his right hand to swallow with a spoon, and seemed to be smiling.

Han Lang has already seen his surroundings clearly.

He was still leaning on the wheel, but a blanket was placed on his back, which was very comfortable, and a blanket was also covering his body.The three seized long guns were placed on his right side, and on the left side were barrels of fresh water, several cans of coke, and some packaged food.

There were several buckets of fresh water in the car, all weighing fifty catties, a lot of marching rations, several boxes of instant noodles, sealed food and canned food, and a bag of flour weighing twenty catties.

Salad oil, salt, and some seasonings are not lacking, it is a mobile kitchen.

I don't know what these three guys are doing, but there is no shortage of things to live.

There is only one barrel of oil, and it is also in a [-]-jin plastic pot.

With these, there is no need to worry about food for a month.

Swallowing, Han Lang carefully felt the wound, feeling the tightness of the wound, throbbing tingling pain, knowing that it would need to absorb the body fluid around the wound as soon as possible to reduce the swelling as soon as possible.There is no suture at all, and it is easy to get inflamed. Once the wound leaks pus or even liquefies, it will definitely die in this desert-like place.

Swallowing the last mouthful of food, the little girl poured some water into the lunch box, took a few breaths, gestured with her hands, and said in common language: "Give me the first aid kit with gauze, it contains anti-inflammatory drugs..."

The little girl Sapphire's big eyes blinked and she didn't say a word, she grabbed a military backpack, and quickly took out the first aid kit that had no gauze inside.

Can you understand?
The corner of Han Lang's mouth twitched, and he gave up his plan to smile, took the first-aid kit with one hand, found the anti-inflammatory injection inside, couldn't disinfect it carefully, and hit his left arm directly.

Throwing away the needle, slowing down, struggling to stand up, under the puzzled gaze of the little girl, he staggered towards the door, towards the broken house beside him...

After finishing the housework, Han Lang didn't stay outside. He returned to the car and sat down slowly. Enduring the drowsiness that was about to fall asleep again, he drank a few sips of water and laboriously untied all the gauze, but unexpectedly saw that the wound was stitched up. Although the distance between the stitches is different, the stitching is still neat.

The blood scabs around the new wound and the old wound have also been cleaned up, and the smell of alcohol residue can still be smelled.

good……

Han Lang didn't expect the little girl to be able to suture and rescue on the battlefield.

After checking the wound, he didn't bandage it again, looked up at the little girl who sat back in the hiding position, hugged her knees and looked at his little girl, thought for a while and said in common language: "What's your name?"

The little girl didn't move, she looked at him with big sapphire-like eyes, and didn't speak.

"Are you from here?" Han Lang asked again in Arabic.

The little girl remained motionless, and she didn't make any comprehensible expressions.

dumb?Deaf?
Looking at the little girl's performance, Han Lang sighed secretly.

He has seen the little girl's face, although it is not the skin color of the local people, it is a bit too dark like a black man, but it is very delicate, and it is completely up to the standard of a beautiful woman. It seems that the age should be about sixteen or seventeen, which is already in the local area. Is the child's mother.

The reason why she thinks she is small is probably because she is already 28, and she is an uncle in Huaxia.In addition, I am 1.8 meters three, and the little girl is at most 1.6 meters five. If she is thinner, it will be even smaller.

Seeing that the little girl didn't respond, Han Lang gave up his plan to communicate with her. In order to prevent the incision on his left shoulder from being split, he picked up the 1% new AUG A3 automatic rifle with one hand, checked it with great effort, and confirmed that it was OK. After using it normally, put it down, picked up another German HK G3A69 automatic rifle to check, and then looked at the Austrian Steyr SSG [-] sniper rifle.

The German HK G3A3 is very cheap here, and the new gun is only 500 meters in gold. The AUG A1 is a little more expensive, from 69 to 2000, which is a relatively expensive gun, at least here.And this 19% new SSG [-] sniper rifle costs more than [-] meters of gold, which is cheaper than the Glock [-] on my lap, and it is considered a luxury.

After all, Maozi's guns are everywhere here, and they are so good and cheap that thousands of them can buy new machine guns.

As for the three AK47s in the car pocket, to be precise, they should be AKMs, that is, the AK47s that were finalized during the Cold War and had optimized magazine clips. It is estimated that the bullets are easy to find, and they are used for fire suppression during combat. They cannot replace machine guns. Charge is still good. .

And that AK74M is relatively new, and it seems that it can't hit a thousand rounds of bullets.

Although the caliber of this gun is not universal, it is different from the 47 of the AK7.62, which is 5.45, but there are more than 500 rounds of bullets. It is estimated that it is because of the new type and the design of the muzzle flame. The recoil of the gun is small, and the accuracy of single shots is reliable. The scatter was small and left as a precision shot gun.

Otherwise, with so many caliber guns, it would be troublesome just to collect ammunition.

As for those rock climbing equipment, Han Lang just glanced at them without moving.

After checking the weapon, Han Lang took a sip of water, glanced at the little girl who was still hugging her knees, and slowly closed his eyes.

He is so tired.

The danger of saving the little girl is huge, but the rewards are not small. In addition to not having a mobile phone or satellite phone, not to mention food and transportation, the rewards are not small if you only talk about weapons.

In addition to the weapons used by these three people, there are three AK47s, one AK74M, and thousands of rounds of bullets, grenades and other basic combat weapons in the car, so that he has enough self-protection ability in this war-torn area. , his safety factor when he leaves here is greatly increased.

In the drowsiness, after an unknown amount of time, Han Lang was awakened by a rustling sound.

His finger was on the trigger while he was awake, ready to raise the gun and shoot.

While fully awake, his nerves relaxed.

He was already familiar with that weak breathing sound, and that faint stench, let him know that it was a little girl.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the profile of the little girl appeared in his sight.

The little girl will squat next to him, holding the package of Ukrainian military rations in her hand, checking the contents in every way, taking out those small packages and putting them in again, not sure if it is edible, or researching how to eat it.

It's not like I haven't eaten all the time...

Han Lang's heart moved, he relaxed his fingers, and made a sound.

The little girl didn't know if she was dumb or deaf, but Han Lang avoided frightening the little girl, and still kindly made a noise.

The little girl suddenly raised her head when the sound came, her big eyes looked at Han Lang who turned around, she was not frightened at all, and she could obviously hear the sound.

"That's canned breakfast." Han Lang said hoarsely, "It's canned barley beef."

After finishing speaking, he added: "It is a staple food, but it needs to be heated."

The little girl blinked her big eyes, put down the can in her hand, picked up another can, and looked at Han Lang.

"This is canned lard liver pate, which is also for breakfast." Han Lang glanced at it and said, "No need to heat it up."

The little girl didn't know if she understood, so she put down the can and picked up a small packaging bag.

"This is wet wipes." Han Lang put down his gun and said, "That's coffee and sugar."

The little girl looked down at a few things, thought for a while, put down the coffee bag in her hand, took out the lunch bag in the bag, and tore it open. First, she soaked a lunch box of biscuits for Han Lang, and then lifted the bag inside. canned.

"This is canned food for lunch, it's all meat." Han Lang said while swallowing the batter, "It's just pork, it tastes good."

"That's black tea..."

"That's canned rice and beef for dinner..."

"That's honey..."

Han Lang swallowed his food while popularizing science.

This time he felt much better. Although it was getting dark, he felt that the wound was not inflamed, and he was not so weak, but it still hurt.

The little girl didn't know if she understood. After Han Lang introduced the 24-hour military rations in Ukraine, she picked up another package on the ground and listened to Han Lang's introduction.

Han Lang knew beforehand that there were everything in the back of this pickup truck, but most of them were daily necessities.

Food is more mainstream, and what’s more interesting is that it has everything, not only military rations from Ukraine, but also KT-07 combination food from the United States, France, and even China, which are mainly used in the field, sailing, and marching. Portable military food is available as dry food when it is inconvenient or not suitable for cooking and cooking, but the quantity is not large, only a few packs or more than ten packs.

After introducing everything, Han Lang took the KT-07 combination food, tore it open with his teeth, did not refuse the little girl's help, told her in common language which is compressed biscuit, soaked half of the lunch box again, let the little girl Yatou eats leftover beef, soybeans and kelp, as well as spiced peanuts and ordinary but delicious biscuits.

Compared with Ukraine's World War II-level military rations, he prefers the domestically produced military rations.Nutritious enough, convenient enough.

While swallowing the food, Han Lang looked at the little girl who was tentatively, first smelling it, then biting it, and then swallowing it, not sure if she really understood what he said, how could she even show that she understood? None?

Swallowing the food in his mouth, he thought for a while and said, "Do you have a name?"

The little girl raised her head when she heard the words, her cheeks were bulging, she held Coca-Cola in one hand, and half a biscuit in the other, she blinked her big eyes at Han Lang.
Ok……

Han Lang looked at the little girl's sapphire-like eyes, shook his head and said, "We'll be together for a while, I'll call you Sapphire from now on."

The little girl squatted there, blinked her big eyes, then lowered her head and continued to chew.

It seems that he doesn't care about the name, or doesn't know what Han Lang is talking about.

We share weal and woe, even if he recovers from his injuries and has to go his own way, Han Lang can't call this fellow sufferer "Hi" or something, right? Sapphire, it's very simple and appropriate.

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