global sniper

Chapter 51 Find the target
In the afternoon, Han Lang drove to Makala.

When it gets dark, get off the road and find a bivouac.

In the first half of the night, everyone did not sleep, holding empty guns for the night battle.

The little girl also participated, and she was not asked to follow the turkey, but to follow the tactical assault together, feel the atmosphere in the night battle, and understand how to provide support to the attacking companions in the night battle.

She was positioned as a sniper. She was not suitable for assault. She was wearing a heavy-duty bulletproof vest, ammunition helmet, etc., which weighed more than [-] kilograms, plus a gun, which weighed almost [-] kilograms. She couldn't run.

Their bulletproof vests are not the ones that weigh more than two kilograms, but heavy bulletproof vests with ceramic inserts that weigh more than seven kilograms.

After three days of traveling, the journey was extremely smooth, and no one would embarrass the mercenary group, it would be uncomfortable.

In addition to rushing, parking is a task, and it is constantly running in.During the constant running-in, the little girl gradually took shape.

But no one talked to her, and she was repeatedly warned by the aunt not to provoke her. Everyone regarded her as transparent, and only Han Lang could do the job of explaining.

On the third night, it was less than [-] kilometers away from Makala.

Han Lang decided to camp.

At night, it's not easy to make arrangements when we get there, so let's talk about it tomorrow.

"Sapphire." Han Lang took out the smallest combat uniform he wanted, and said, "The robe you wear won't fit you on the battlefield. You can keep the turban, and change into the combat uniform."

The little girl took the clothes and looked at Han Lang without expressing anything.

"Hurry up and put it on, we'll have dinner later." Han Lang confessed, then turned his head and got out of the tent.

After several days of running-in, the newly formed team has become familiar with each other. Everyone is busy with dinner, chatting and laughing occasionally, and the atmosphere is not bad.

In the calm, the little girl quickly changed into her clothes, put the gun and knife on both sides of her thighs, and wrapped her headscarf, she got out of the tent out of curiosity.

The clothes were a bit baggy and didn't fit very well, but at least they weren't robes.

But the shoes are not bad, they fit well.

The little girl felt the new clothes while walking, a bit like a child who just put on new clothes.

"Why do you still smell so bad after changing into new clothes?"

The white man named Kuaiqiang sniffed the little girl as he passed by, and said, "Is it a head..."

Before he finished speaking, the aunt raised her head before she had time to speak. With a bang, the water glass in Kuaigun's hand fell to the ground. She covered her vitals with her hands, her face flushed, and she knelt down slowly.

"Oh……"

"God……"

Several people around let out a low cry.

"sapphire!"

Han Lang turned his head to look at the sound, but before he could stand up in time, he shouted loudly.

After kicking, the little girl didn't even look at it. She withdrew her foot and turned around. She stopped just as soon as she took a step amidst Han Lang's voice, turned her head to look at the fast gun that had been supported, looked back at Han Lang, paused, and then Walked over, nothing happened.

"Thank... special..."

Kuaiqiang bowed his waist and cursed vigorously.

Han Lang didn't know the reason, he stood up when the little girl came and asked, "What's going on?"

"Quai Gun said that Sapphire still smells after changing clothes, maybe the headscarf smells, I haven't finished talking, that's it..."

The aunt spread her hands out to express sympathy, but she secretly laughed under her headscarf.

"you……"

Han Lang stared at the little girl, just about to get angry, paused, sat down slowly, suppressed the fire, and said in a gentle tone: "Why are you still fighting with your companions, the quick gun is not talking about you, but just reminding you It’s not that the turban should be changed, so why do it?”

The little girl blinked her big eyes, stretched out both hands, and turned them left and right for Han Lang to see, but she didn't listen to what Han Lang said at all, and she didn't take the kick just now seriously.

Han Lang saw that the clothes were a little fatter, turned his head and saw that the quick gun had let go of his hand and stood up straight, and his face was not so ugly. He knew that the little girl didn't use all her strength, but still couldn't pretend nothing happened, and said in a harsher voice: "Sapphire, don't do it again, do you hear me?"

"clear."

The little girl hesitated for two or three seconds, and then flicked the throat mic to respond.

Han Lang really can't get angry with her. In his opinion, the little girl is ignorant of the world, doesn't know how to get along with people, and has very little sense of distinguishing between good and evil, but she is quite obedient.

Seeing the little girl's response, he stood up and walked to Kuaiqiang, patted Kuaiqiang on the shoulder, and said, "Quaiqiang, are you okay?"

"It's nothing."

Fast gun is very depressed.

If it was someone else, he would have punched him long ago, but when facing a girl, especially after knowing the general temperament of the little girl, he couldn't get angry.

The small episode can only be turned in this way.

Run in again at night, this time the little girl followed the turkey.

Han Lang handed over the Morse code that he had taught the little girl the first day he decided to keep them, in order to transmit information when approaching silently, and set up a special calling code for each person to determine the code name of each person can be identified.

In order to keep the little girl from making trouble, Han Lang talked to her alone for more than half an hour.

Fortunately, although the little girl didn't respond to Turkey, she listened to Turkey's orders meticulously.

"Boss, should we give Sapphire a code name?"

The running-in is over, the slug said while packing the gun.

"Yes, boss."

Gui Shao also followed: "Sapphire, the features are too obvious."

"Call it a skunk."

Quick Gun put down his backpack and said.

"Nice skunk."

Joad nodded solemnly.

The aunt glanced at the little girl, and seeing that she didn't respond, she booed secretly.

Han Lang looked up and looked around, thinking about it doesn't matter, Sapphire himself is also blind, it doesn't matter if he is called a skunk, at least he can distinguish between fighting and life.

"Sapphire, your codename from now on will be Skunk."

Han Lang finally made a decision, he didn't care that Kuaiqiang was suspected of retaliating, it was just a code name, it didn't matter, let Kuaiqiang balance by the way.

So, the little girl has a new codename, and it is not known if she understands what a skunk is, and no one knows if she understands, will she get mad and give her a quick shot.

In the evening, Han Lang spoke to Brady for the first time.

Make sure there is no change in Makala, and sleep peacefully.

At dawn, everyone got up quickly, after a simple tidying up, had a quick breakfast, and drove straight to Makala.

[-] kilometers, arrived at [-] o'clock in the morning.

Here, there are also traces of war everywhere. Here, it has also been bombarded by mortars, and even powerful aerial bombs, or missiles.

The aunt was driving, Han Lang was in the passenger seat, and the little girl was in the back seat.

Before entering the city, they were stopped at the simple roadblock.

Han Lang took out the dead man's satellite phone and dialed directly.

In just a few minutes, a pickup truck drove up from the urban area, and when it came to the front, a man wrapped his headscarf and covered it as tightly as the three of Han Lang got out of the car, stood in front of Han Lang and asked, "You are Mr. Xiaoying? "

"Yes."

Han Lang replied calmly.

"you……"

Seeing Han Lang's fine attire, the man hesitated for a while before asking, "How many of you are there?"

"Nine people."

Han Lang didn't say much.

The man glanced at the pickup truck behind him, and through the dusty windows, he saw the fully armed figure inside. He was secretly amazed, and said, "Please follow me, you will live in Area B."

"How many districts are there? How do you distinguish them?"

Han Lang asked without getting into the car.

"That's right, there are three areas in total, Area A, Area B, and Area C." The man turned his head and said, "Please follow me."

Han Lang wanted to ask again, but seeing that the other party didn't intend to chat, he opened the car door and gestured.

After the pickup truck moved, the aunt started to keep up.

The other two pickups also followed slowly.

Passing through the ruined city, they stopped at a position on the edge.

These are a few dilapidated, but fairly complete buildings, surrounded by barbed wire and machine guns.

It seems that this is the B area.

The pickup stayed at the simple gate for a while, and the person who led the way drove through the gate.

Han Lang actually saw the computer, at the door, someone was busy with a laptop.

But no one looked up at them.

In front of the building, there are more than a dozen pickup trucks or cars parked scatteredly, except for the powerless, they are all covered with dust, and the original color can hardly be seen.

In the building, behind the windowless window frames, pairs of eyes stared.

But most of them glanced and then looked away.

"Skunk, don't be nervous, let me know if there is any situation." Han Lang instructed, opened the car door and stood outside.

Leading the way forward, he said, "Sir, please call me Darren. Starting today, I will be responsible for paying you commission every day. If you don't need cash, I will be responsible for transferring the money to your account. If you need anything, you can Find me."

"How are A, B, and C divided?" Han Lang didn't pay attention to the money issue, and asked, "Also, how to solve the problem of food."

"Sir." Darren looked back at the building and said, "The three buildings here are specially prepared for a small mercenary group with strength like you. Area A is medium-sized, with high strength and high strength. Small mercenary groups live in different areas, and area C is weaker, and mercenary groups, regardless of size, live in a mixed way."

"What is the strength of the front?"

Han Lang was a little reluctant.

"That's right." Seeing that no one else got out of the car, Darren hurriedly explained: "The division of strength is only based on the record. Of course, your mercenary group is not weak. It's just formed, and there is no record evaluation yet. You can't compete with the Iron Scorpion mercenaries. Compared with the old mercenary group that has been around for more than ten years, once the battlefield is evaluated, your mercenary group will change their station and go to Area A."

"Where is Area A?" Han Lang's tone softened.

"Here, the distance is about one kilometer." Darren pointed and said, "Don't worry, according to the combat effectiveness of your mercenary group, you can also enjoy the treatment in Area A here in Area B. The daily meals include broth, and you can also enjoy the same treatment as Area A." You can buy food by yourself, it’s there, and you can buy it not far after turning left when you go out.”

Han Lang understood that the Iron Scorpion Mercenary Corps might not be able to get close to it. There are barbed wire fences here, but it must be the same there, similar to a military camp.

As the thought flashed, he waved his hand and said as the car door opened, "Where do we live?"

Darren happened to be able to see the others. Seeing that they were all well-equipped and fully clothed, his Adam's apple twitched, and he hurriedly said, "Although your mercenary group can't enter Area A for the time being, you enjoy the treatment there. This way, this corridor It is exclusively for your mercenary group, there are six rooms in total."

"Also." Darren paused, and added: "According to the news, the mission may start tomorrow, and I will deliver today's commission at five o'clock. Do you want cash or..."

so fast...

Han Lang's eyes flashed brightly, knowing that only by achieving some results can he enter Area A and get close to the Iron Scorpion Mercenary Group!
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