global sniper

Chapter 35 Toys
Han Lang and the two chatted until the sun rose.

It wasn't that the two of them were chatting happily, it was that the aunt had been talking about the Iron Scorpion Mercenary Corps, and Han Lang had been listening silently, interjecting occasionally to keep the conversation going.

At around eight o'clock in the morning, the little girl stretched out her hand lazily under the camouflage cloth, but she didn't seem to touch anything. She was agitated, stretched out her hand and pulled it down, and suddenly lifted the camouflage cloth, and stretched her hand towards her calf.

Turning his head and looking around, seeing Han Lang half lying under the bulge, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, regained the laziness he had just woken up from, stretched his waist, grabbed his backpack, took out his lunch box, got up and walked to Han Lang , squatted down, hugged his knees and looked at Han Lang.

"Morning, Sapphire."

Han Lang glanced sideways at the little girl, then the aunt stopped and turned to look at the little girl, saying hello.

"Morning. Sapphire."

The little girl flicked her throat mic in response.

"Morning, Sapphire."

The aunt lifted the camouflage cloth, waved her hand, and said hello.

The little girl's eyes moved to look at the aunt, then turned back, and fell on Han Lang's face again.

"Ignore me..."

The aunt put away the smile she thought was very gentle and muttered.

Han Lang stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, stood up and said: "Get firewood, prepare breakfast, go to bed after eating, can't rest here for a day, and leave tomorrow."

"It's okay." The aunt lifted the camouflage cloth, picked up the M16, and said while walking back to the place where Han Lang put the bag: "At this speed, if there is no accident, it can be reached in three days."

Han Lang stood up, put the M14 on his back, and when the aunt put down the camouflage cloth and stared at the gun on his back, he said without looking back: "Sapphire, look at the camp, wash up by the way, and make pimple soup later."

"clear."

The little girl stood up with the two lunch boxes, Han Lang's voice fell, she flicked her throat mic to respond, walked to the sleeping position, found toothbrush powder in her bag, dipped it into her mouth and began to brush her teeth.

Still so particular...

The aunt had been keeping an eye on the little girl, and when she saw that she still had toothbrush powder, she couldn't help curling her lips.

He hasn't brushed his teeth for a few days, which is considered short. Once a war breaks out, it's normal to not brush his teeth for ten and a half months, and his life will die at any time. How can he have time to brush his teeth?
How did he know that after Han Lang found the wilderness survival kit in those Hummer chasing bags, he left all the toothbrush powder for the little girl, in order to let her have the living habits of ordinary people as much as possible so that she can integrate into the new environment.

She has been alone in a village without anyone for an unknown amount of time, eating is a problem, brushing her teeth, it doesn't exist.

Han Lang picked up the M16 on his aunt's back, pointed in a direction, and said, "Auntie, go over there and see if you can find some dead wood to prepare for two or three meals. I'll go there, don't turn off the headset, and be careful alert."

"it is good."

The aunt answered and went straight to the root of the mountain.

"Sapphire, be careful yourself, you informed me in advance, did you hear me?" Han Lang asked again as he left the camp.

"clear."

The little girl held her finger in her mouth and replied in seconds.

The aunt who ran out curled her lips again.

The content of the exchange between the two of them didn't understand anything other than understanding or receiving what he knew, and Han Lang didn't say anything, but he didn't complain about it, it was the little girl who was clearly able to communicate, but she only responded to the one named Xiaoying. He didn't react at all to himself.

The two of Han Lang quickly returned with dead branches and roots, and then smoke rose from the camping position...

"Good workmanship."

The aunt praised it while swallowing the meat lump soup.

craft……

Han Lang didn't respond, but shook his head secretly.

If this is considered craftsmanship, then the chef can be laid off.

"I know pancakes, and I haven't learned anything in these years."

The aunt swallowed on her own, and said vaguely.

"You sleep first, pancakes for lunch."

Han Lang glanced around from time to time, and said something casually.

"it is good……"

The aunt paused, swallowed the food and responded...

The aunt really knows how to make pancakes, making the dough is not difficult, but rolling the cakes is troublesome, there is no board or rolling pin.

But the aunt really has a trick. On the bucket filled with water, she used unopened Coke to roll out similar dough cakes.It's just that there is no pan. If you use a steel pan to pancake, you have to keep moving the pan away from the charcoal fire, or it will burn in minutes.

A strong fragrance wafted out, and the little girl who was maintaining the gun just rolled her eyes at first, then put down the gun, squatted in front of the pot, stared at the oil cakes in the pot that were slowly turning yellow, and was fascinated.

"Sapphire, rolled up with seaweed for a while, it will be delicious in the world."

The aunt flipped the first cake skillfully with her hands, chatting with the little girl.

The little girl looked up at Auntie, then at Kuaihaobingbing. It smelled like a child squatting in front of the stove, drooling, waiting for something good to come out of the pan.

Han Lang turned his head to look under his eyes, showing a little smile.

The little girl seems to have her memory stuck in her childhood. She obviously had to be sixteen or seventeen if she didn’t have twenty, but now she behaved like a child. Sometimes she was in a state of keeping away from others except herself, who was covered in hedgehogs. Sometimes they are fierce and tough, extremely calm, shoot and kill people, and cut their throats without even hesitation.

If you are in Huaxia, you must be a top student. This learning ability and comprehension ability, no matter what field, are geniuses that are being fought for!Here... but I can only see the cruelty of war...

Looking back, Han Lang secretly sighed.

In this war-torn country, geniuses are useless, and geniuses only need to learn to survive. Others, they don't care about it at all, and they have no chance to care about it.Beauty is even more wrong. The area controlled by the political ax army is fine, but the area controlled by the rebels is beautiful. It is synonymous with nightmares.

This is the difference between a war-torn country and a peaceful country. Even the basic education is missing, and the inherited culture is being destroyed.

Fortunately, the child's childhood was killed, but it did not disappear. Looking at the little girl, it is not difficult to see that childhood is not all a nightmare.

"Don't worry about the sapphire, wait a moment, let it cool down first, it's still a little hot, roll it with meat or shredded kelp and eat it later."

The aunt was pinching the golden and oily cake out of the pan, and while talking, she really had the image of a big brother, and even had a bit of maternal love.

The little girl looked up at the aunt, and then returned to the cake again, staring at it.

"It's delicious." The aunt said while slapping the new cakes into the pan.

"Slow down, slow down,"

"No one is robbing you."

"If there are chopped green onions, the baked green onion pancakes will be more perfect..."

The aunt is busy, and her mouth is not idle.

The little girl would be chewing big mouthfuls now, raising her head to look at the aunt from time to time, and then returning her eyes to the biscuit she was holding in both hands, as she chewed, she seemed to be thinking about where to take her next bite.

"Come on, Sapphire, drink some sugar water, don't choke."

Mom is very patient.

Looks like it won't move...

The vigilant Han Lang turned his head to look at the two who were a little warm, and murmured to himself.

Lunch, this is the most comfortable and filling meal that Han Lang has eaten in the past half month.

Dama's pancakes are really authentic. Although there is no chopped green onion, they are just ordinary pancakes, and they eat cold and have a big appetite, and I am a little bit full.

The little girl has already finished eating, and she will sit on the blanket in a somewhat disfigured manner, with her legs stretched out, leaning back slightly, with her hands behind her back, looking at Han Lang who is eating, and then at the aunt who is already on alert, digesting food .

"Auntie, just stare for a while, I'm confused."

Han Lang took a sip of warm water, rinsed his mouth, swallowed and said.

"it is good."

The aunt replied very simply, she lay there under the camouflage cloth and did not move.

The sun, this will be the most vicious time, trying to bake the thirsty earth, making the distance look illusory.

The little girl seemed to feel more comfortable. She sat up under the blanket propped up by the gun, pulled the backpack over, looked at Han Lang who was already asleep, and then turned her head to look at the aunt behind her who was also under the simple awning. Under the blanket, I took my bag and came under the aunt's awning.

"sapphire."

The aunt turned her head to look at the little girl, said hello, moved her body to one side, and turned her head to stare at the telescope.

He already knew that no matter what he said, the little girl would not respond, so it was just a greeting.

As expected, the little girl ignored the aunt, sat down under the camouflage cloth, opened the backpack by herself, and took out all the things she collected last night.

I wore a night vision device last night, even if it was very clear, I couldn't understand it during the day.

When the aunt heard the voice, she turned her head and glanced, and paused in surprise.

There are many more Mijin in that roll than him.He only had a few hundred in his pocket, not a thousand.Looking at it, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands.

The little girl took out the things packed last night, sorted them into categories, looked at them all, and put them down again, like a child studying toys.

The aunt took a look and said nothing, turned around and continued to be vigilant.

Those are just personal belongings such as tags or rings, nothing too valuable.Mercenaries, the items they carry have more significance than value.

The little girl fiddled with it alone, and after reading all the things from last night, she took out the bag again.

Towels, pieces of cloth, and small bags wrapped in scarves were taken out one by one, placed in front of him, and slowly piled up.

The little girl opened one, picked one up, held it up for a while to look at the distance, and then put it in her hand to study it, it was really like playing with a toy.

The aunt heard the slight sound of metal collisions, and turned her head to look.

When he saw it, his eyes widened slightly.

In the two bags I opened, there were no longer those personal belongings. They looked exquisite, and they were definitely antique gold and silver gadgets.

These are not worth much here, but the value is definitely not low when you take them out.

This is a troubled time, but other countries have prosperous times. Antiques, let's see where they are sold.

After looking carefully for a while, the aunt turned her head to look at the telescope, and couldn't help but said: "The sapphire, the emerald ring in your hand is from the United Kingdom. It is a precious item from the heyday of the United Kingdom. It has been at least 200 years old. Wrap it carefully separately. Grind out marks, or it will be worthless."

Hearing this, the little girl raised her head to look at the aunt, blinked her big eyes, then looked down at the ring, picked up a small piece of cloth and wrapped it separately, put it aside, then picked up a necklace, and looked at the aunt.

The aunt felt that the little girl was looking at her, and when she turned her head, she saw the necklace in the little girl's hand. She blinked her eyes in shock and said, "This is also the British style. The quality of the diamonds is average, but the workmanship is exquisite. It belongs to the aristocratic circle at the time." The high-end goods here are now fine products, with a history of almost 300 years."

The little girl looked down at the necklace, then looked at the aunt, when the aunt turned her head to look at the telescope, she picked up a piece of cloth, pulled out a knife and cut a hole, stabbed and tore it open, wrapped the necklace carefully, and picked up another The slightly gray villain looked at Big Mom.

The aunt has already noticed the little girl from the corner of her eye, and saw that she was just cutting the cloth with the knife, she didn't leave without worrying, and saw the little girl picked up another thing to look at herself, turned her head and said, "This is a Persian-style ivory It's hard to judge the exact age of the carving, it's an old object, it's rare to be able to preserve it so well, it's a pity that it's a pit, if it's sold, it will be discounted."

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