global sniper

Chapter 6 Tail
After eating and drinking, Han Lang fell asleep again, and woke up from the nightmare after dawn.

The fierce battle scene in the dream made him tense, and he tightly clenched the gun in his hand.

In the dream, he still couldn't save his comrade-in-arms, and watched helplessly as his comrade-in-arms fell in the fierce battle, unable to do anything in the face of rage.

Panting heavily, the consciousness was completely clear before he stopped turning his sweaty head and took a deep breath.

It wasn't until the safety was confirmed that he calmed down his heartbeat, slowly put down the weapon, felt himself, and pressed the wound with his hand, and found that fortunately there was no abscess.

good luck...

Han Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and listened carefully to his surroundings, hearing the little girl's breathing coming from behind the cover in the secret place, knowing that no one should be approaching.

Slowly, he stood up slowly, and left the room with AUG A1 on his back.

He still can't fight now, but there is no delay in shooting, at least the pistol is fine.

He was very careful, turned around the small village in a hidden way, and came to the dilapidated house that was already filled with stench. After thinking about it, he didn't intend to bury it deeply to remove the smell, so he went straight back to his hiding place.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the little girl standing beside the car, holding the military troubleshooting knife. The moment he saw him, a gleam of joy flashed in Sapphire's big eyes.

"Morning. Sapphire." Han Lang tried his best to smile, walked over and put down the gun.

The little girl didn't seem to hear, and when Han Lang approached, she silently returned to her hiding place, put down the knife, silently hugged her knees, and looked at Han Lang silently.

Han Lang didn't know how many days had passed, and I don't know how long he had been in a coma before, if it was one night, today would be the fourth day of the attack.

He was anxious to send the message back, but he also knew that he would not have to worry about it within ten days.It is very dangerous if the injury is not well healed.And this place is remote, just suitable for recuperating.

Seeing that the little girl couldn't communicate, she gave up and built a simple pot with three stones in the corner. The patrol found an aluminum pot that didn't belong here, was full of potholes, and was seriously deformed but not leaking. In the early years of Huaxia, it was more common. The kind of pot used to steam steamed buns was placed on stones.

After brushing carefully, Han Lang decided to cook a meal for himself so as to recover his strength as soon as possible.

This will basically dissipate the congestion, and you can eat meat. Don't worry that eating meat will affect the wound healing.

The little girl hugged her knees and silently watched Han Lang busy, motionless, it seemed that this position was the most comfortable for her.

Han Lang rummaged through the harvest in the pickup again, gave up eating instant noodles, took out the flour, and got busy by the sound of the water.

Pour the boiled water into two marching lunch boxes, use the resin water cup in the car to soak black tea and Tieguanyin in the KT-07 combination food, keep Tieguanyin, put the black tea in front of the little girl, and smile Laughing, turned around and continued to work.

With the aroma of the canned lunches in the two Ukrainian military rations wafting out, Han Lang slowly poured the gnocchi in the lunch box into the tumbling water, stirring with a spoon.

This is one of the foods he can make under the existing conditions, pork pimple soup.

After Han Lang washed the pot, re-boiled half of the pot of water, extinguished the stove, and was about to greet the little girl for dinner, but saw the little girl squatting on the water cup he had placed on the ground beside the car, busy doing something.

"Sapphire, it's time to eat." Han Lang walked over while talking, carrying two lunch boxes filled with pimple soup.

The little girl didn't seem to hear, she turned her back to Han Lang, and was still concentrating on pouring something.

When Han Lang approached and saw the empty sugar bag on the ground, he felt a little helpless.

Well, it seems that this cup can't drink the taste of Tieguanyin...

Han Lang shook his head, handed a lunch box to the side of the little girl, and said, "Sapphire, it's time to eat."

The little girl turned her head, glanced past the lunch box, then saw Han Lang, blinked her big eyes, hesitated, looked at the lunch box in Han Lang's hand again, and reached out to take it.

Han Lang knew that people in Sham, that is, Syria, drink black tea and just put a lot of sugar in it, but he didn't expect that the little girl also put sugar in his tea and returned two bags.

But he didn't blame the little girl, and watched the little girl take it, so he sat down slowly, sat on the blanket, and swallowed heavily.

The little girl didn't eat right away, but returned to the previous position with the lunch box. She first smelled it, as if to make sure whether the food was safe, or judged how it tasted, then she showed her face and swallowed.

Taking a sip of the very sweet Tieguanyin, Han Lang felt at ease.

The wound recovered surprisingly well, except for the location of the needle hole, there was no redness or swelling.

After a busy work, he felt that his body was already recovering, far exceeding his estimate of the recovery speed of the injury.

Now, don't worry about inflammation or anything. According to the current state, it will be no problem to remove the stitches in seven days.

After eating and drinking enough, he recalled the experience of these days again, and confirmed that he did not feel the feeling of being followed. Regarding the crack that was accidentally discovered by being blocked, Han Lang still couldn't figure out why.

You know, he left two people to guard the crack, and they could observe the surroundings, but when everyone ran out, the crack began to collapse, and when the dust filled them, they were attacked. Obviously, the other party had already locked and approached in concealment .

As for the second encounter with an ambush, he felt even more strange.

Their route is not specific. They did not go straight to Mascus, and they may cross the desert or even cross the border to Yilak, and build an artillery position in advance. This is still premeditated.

How did they get the route information...

Han Lang does not rule out the possibility that the opponent has a large drone, but locks the route of travel, and formulates an ambush location, and rushes to the location to be passed in advance to set up an ambush, or simply in front of the direction of travel, and advances according to the screen transmitted by the drone. Set up an ambush.

After pondering for a while, still getting nothing, Han Lang gave up thinking, stood up slowly, left the sitting position with the AUG A1 assault rifle in his hand, walked to the back courtyard, and tried to enter the recovery training.

The stitches are about to be removed. As long as there is no strenuous exercise, proper activities are necessary to help restore physical strength as soon as possible.

Before he walked out of the room, the footsteps behind him made him turn his head and saw the little girl following behind with a troubleshooting knife, so he smiled, turned back, found the scabbard and handed it to the little girl, saying: "Don't hurt yourself!" .”

The little girl reached out to take the scabbard and returned the scabbard, but did not leave, and followed Han Lang to the back of the room.

Han Lang didn't refuse the little girl to follow, with a small tail, it doesn't matter.

In the shade, Han Lang tidied up the field, put down his gun, and started punching slowly.

He is from Songjiang, and his ancestors came from Songjiang who went to the east of the Guandong. The Bajiquan inherited from his family has not been broken, and he is very fierce in fighting. It is precisely because of this that he entered the special forces and became a special soldier.

Han Lang moved slowly, gesticulating with each move, without using force, just moving, but his gestures were still fierce.

At first, the little girl just stood there watching. After watching for a while, she took the scabbard in her hand and gestured on her leg, then lifted off the cloth robe, tied the troubleshooting knife to her thigh, put down the cloth robe, and followed Han Lang Gestures up.

Han Lang noticed the little girl's movements, and didn't stop him. He just gesticulated slowly one by one, his body was slightly hot, he took out the dagger, without looking at the little girl, and slowly gesticulated the dagger's fighting movements .

The little girl imitated the example, pulled out the troubleshooting knife and gestured, until Han Lang put away the knife and took a breath, and then put away the knife.

Seeing the action of the little girl lifting the cloth robe, Han Lang couldn't help smiling.

It's really a bit rough and heroic...

Originally, he didn't intend to use a dagger, but considering that after he recovers from his injuries, the little girl will have to face the dangers alone here, and he can't take the little girl away. Since he is willing to learn, he should teach her some self-protection. How much she learns in a month is up to her.

Feeling the intensifying heat, Han Lang turned around and walked back to the room, ending the activity.

The little girl followed Han Lang step by step.

After Han Lang went back, he found the captured M1911, that is, Browning, unloaded one of the bullets, handed it to the little girl and said, "Sapphire, you use this for self-defense, and I will teach you how to use it."

The little girl blinked her big eyes, took the pistol, looked at the holster on Han Lang's leg, and raised her head to look at Han Lang.

"Do you want a holster?" Han Lang asked.But it wasn't for the little girl to answer, but to find out the holster directly.

The little girl took it and studied it, and finally tied a knife on her left leg and a gun on her right leg. She put down the cloth robe and turned it around, as if she was feeling comfortable.

Han Lang felt that the troubleshooting knife was too long, too long for the little girl.After thinking about it, I found the Strider BT SEAL 2001 field knife that he also likes and is also a world famous knife.

This knife is seven inches, with a blade of nearly eighteen centimeters. Although it is still a bit long for a little girl, Han Langjue can be used for more purposes than a troubleshooting knife, at least it has serrations.

Seeing that the little girl was about to be tied to her thigh again, Han Lang stopped her and said, "Sapphire, your cloth robe is too long, it's inconvenient to take it out when it's tied to your thigh, so tie it to your calf."

The little girl stopped moving, looked at Han Lang, blinked her big eyes, then gave up the plan to tie it to her thigh, squatted down, quickly tied the knife to her calf, untied the gun, and tied it to her calf, After moving around, he looked up at Han Lang.

Han Lang put away the troubleshooting knife, squatted down to check the position of the binding, slightly adjusted the position and tightness, stood up and stretched out his thumb, shook it, smiled and said, "Now I will teach you how to use a gun."

As he said that, he took the gun in the little girl's hand, slowly disassembled it little by little, then installed it, and disassembled it again, explaining in common language while disassembling and assembling.

The little girl watched with full attention, took over the pistol after the third time, surpassed Han Lang's expectation, disassembled and assembled it quickly and accurately, and then raised the gun to aim like Han Lang.

Good talent...

Han Lang was very happy to see that the little girl learned quickly and could not make mistakes in one pass, and even more happy that the little girl could understand what he said.

Abandoning the little girl to disassemble and assemble it by himself, repeating over and over again, Han Lang consolidated the harvest, classified the guns, and decided to teach the little girl to shoot.

The identities of these three people are unknown, but they look like authentic Europeans, and their accents will not be impressive, but what is certain is that these people are not local, they are mercenaries and the like.

It is also possible that the three of them were armed bandits who made war profits, as can be seen from the things they carried.

Especially the M1911, two, one is in the little girl's place, but the other is different, it is an antique gun, the handle is walnut, not plastic in the late World War II.

These are all beyond the value of the weapon itself. Such a complete old gun can be sold for a good price if you meet someone you like.

There are also gold and silver items, and some gems such as emeralds and amber, which were obviously obtained by robbery.Although he doesn't know the exact value, Han Lang can still guess that it should be worth tens of thousands of meters, or more.

After sorting it out, a detail flashed through Han Lang's mind.

With a black complexion, why do you have eyes like sapphires?Is it mixed race?The face shape is not the same, and they also eat pork...

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