Life and death sniper [crossing]

When she came to the basement of the hospital, Laura opened the iron door with electronic lock, and then pushed open a fence. There was a short corridor inside, and there were four rooms on both sides. The door of the room closest to the door was open. It looked the same as a normal ward, except that it was dimly lit because there were no windows.

Laura pushed another door.

The door opened slowly, and Hao Xin's heart skipped a beat.

In the room, lying in the most conspicuous place was a man, an oriental man, with black hair and tough edges and corners, lying on a single hospital bed with his eyes tightly closed... If it wasn't for the heart rate monitor changing, the water would be high High ground hanging overhead, haggard face, as if dead.

Hao Xin's body swayed, and his eyes turned black.

"I like this kind of man, just like Shadow, with black hair and eyes, mysterious, gentle, but can be very cold, and he has beautiful muscles, and he feels good to the touch." Laura walked up, index finger Picking at "his" chin, as her words spit out from her sexy lips, her fingers moved to her chest, poking through the quilt, "It's a pity...Shadow said I'll leave it to you.".

Hao Xin looked at Laura blankly, his head was in a state of confusion, and he said, "Leave it to me?"

Laura turned to look at him: "Of course, but are you going to take him away? But he can't live if he leaves here." After finishing speaking, Laura's eyes suddenly became excited, "What are you going to do with him? How many cuts? Or ruthlessly?" Give me a good beating? Do you need my help?"

Hao Xin's Adam's apple slipped, looking at the man on the bed, his eyes began to darken again, his heart almost jumped out of his throat, it was terrible!too weird!It's more terrifying than seeing a ghost with your own eyes!It is difficult to describe his excitement and fear at the moment with all the words!

"Ghost?" Laura called.

"Huh?" Hao Xin blinked vigorously, and made a sound of grit rubbing, "What's wrong with him? Won't he wake up?"

"Yes..." Laura shrugged regretfully, and rubbed "his" pale lips with her fingers, "brain dead, vegetable, it's hard to wake up, so I can inject him with medicine, as long as you feel OK, he will Don't waste any more of our money, you know..."

"I'll pay for it!!!" Hao Xin said firmly, even though he was satisfied with his smart brain, but when he saw his former self, it was like a calling, he wanted to go back!I want to go back to my former body!

There... it bears everything about him...

Laura shrugged indifferently: "Whatever."

Hao Xin, who finally came back to his senses, walked to the bedside and looked closely at his former self. The hair on his back almost stood up, but his eyes were confused and sad. He restrained himself from touching it. Laura said, "Give me the password, I can come anytime I want."

Laura gave him a strange look and called out a set of numbers.

Hao Xin returned to the "ghost"'s arsenal in a state of confusion, never mind.In the afternoon, Hao Yun came to knock on the door and asked him to have dinner at night. Hao Xin remembered the habit of being a "ghost" and shook his head and refused. More than half a month.

Little Buji shouted in surprise: "Teacher, are you going out again? It's the second time! You obviously don't go out once a year!"

Hao Xin was shocked, and finally couldn't suppress the horror when he looked at Hao Yun again!

why! ?

If "ghosts" rarely go out, why did Hao Yun take himself to Somalia?What do you want to test?Could it be that he revealed himself?

Yes, revealing stuffing is normal, isn't it?I and Guicai are two completely opposite types!This huge and obvious gap can be found even by ghosts!As the only relative in Guicai's world, Hao Zhuo has no reason not to know!

At this moment, Hao Xin's muscles tensed up, almost ready to fight.

But the next second, he relaxed again.

No... No one would believe such a thing as soul travel, no matter how outrageous his behavior is, this is still the body of a ghost.

No one will believe it.

no one!

Even he himself finds it unbelievable every time he thinks about it, as if he was just having a dream. In fact, he is lying in the basement of the hospital, falling into endless sleep...

Hao Yun left.

Hao Xin looked at the closed door, his feet were a little weak.

Little Buji thought that his wound was hurting, so he helped him carefully and sent him back to the studio, and then went back to work.There was a sharp sound of cutting metal in the workshop. Although Xiao Buji is not very old, he is very sensible and has good craftsmanship. When the perfect parts are presented in front of his eyes, even Hao Xin will envy his nimble hands. .

Hao Xin had nothing to do, and picked up the blueprint on the table amidst the sound of cutting. It was an improved drawing of a Black Hawk gunship. The dense data seemed complicated, but Hao Xin could easily understand it, and there were more in his mind. possible better improvements.

Hao Xin frowned and thought for a while. Originally, he only knew how to fly an armed helicopter, but he was vague about its working principle and the function of each part. Even so, he still had some ideas about this model. Views, especially this MH-60 Black Hawk impressed him too much.The noise is too loud, and it is basically impossible to do covert battlefield rescue and transportation, which is the key point. In addition, its terrible fuel consumption makes it only possible to go back and forth across the 320-kilometer battlefield in a straight line. It can be said that it is a waste helicopter...

but.

If this helicopter is replaced with a General Electric T700-GE-701C engine, then the single power can reach 1843 horsepower.Then install a higher-precision navigation system, forward-looking infrared device, and external auxiliary fuel tank, then it can be put into mercenary battles... that's right!Also install the exhaust pipe infrared suppression to prevent heat tracking!There is also a high-precision all-weather terrain radar to ensure that the aircraft can have excellent low-altitude flight capabilities under complex weather conditions!Yes, it is best to install a 12.7mm aviation machine gun on each side door to increase the combat intensity!A winch capable of lifting 300 kilograms of weight must be installed in the machine, and three mercenaries can be lifted into the cabin at one time, just like the battlefield in Cameroon. It took too much time to send the injured iron tower to the helicopter. so……

Thinking of this, Hao Xin's thoughts stopped abruptly!

In just one thought, I can think of so many improvements, "War of Silver" has "ghost talent", how could it be not strong?

You know, what modern warfare fights is the advancement of weapons!

So...if the "Sharp Sword" can be equipped with these... Hao Xin's smile is drawn from the corner of his mouth, and a plan is slowly taking shape in his mind.

Since the ghost has so much inventory, and he also has the ability to modify, he can first sell some ordinary modified weapons on the black market, and then use the money to buy more advanced weapons and equipment "Sharp Sword", then it won't take too long , "Sword" will definitely be able to return to glory with advanced weapons!

Thinking of this, Hao Xin remembered the mailbox left for Peacock. It has been three days, and it is time to check it, right?

Opening the newly registered mailbox, there was an unknown email jumping on the screen, Hao Xin frowned, and had a bad feeling...

How many days has it been?With Peacock's character, he will definitely not contact him if there is no major event...

Hao Xin quickly opened the email and saw——

Hao, sorry.

The money is gone, old Hank is gone, and maybe, as Treasury said, the "Sword" shouldn't exist anymore.

peacock

"What?" Hao Xin slapped the table and stood up abruptly, then squatted down on the ground in pain.

The wound on his abdomen made him break out in a cold sweat, but it couldn't compare to his heartache.

The money is gone, you can give it again... But how can old Hank leave! ? In the reorganization of "Sharp Sword", everyone is very important, and one less will not work! !

And...and..."The 'Sword' should no longer exist."

Don't you even have the confidence to rebuild the sharp sword?

The treasury... you are a scourge, you really are a scourge!

Hao Xin clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, took two deep breaths hard to calm himself down, and quickly typed on the keyboard: "'Sword' will never disappear! If you have confidence, just put the detailed The cause and effect tell me that if there is a problem, we will solve it together.”

Typing out the typesetting with difficulty, Hao Xin lay back on the chair in a daze, letting the sweat drip from his forehead and drown his eyes.

After 10 minutes, Hao Xin sat up straight, his complexion returned to normal, only his eyes were cold like a machine, and his hands typed on the keyboard quickly, a set of instructions that Xu Feng didn't understand but the ghost knew by heart jumped on the screen. When those green codes flew past, Hao Xin allowed himself to let go, completely relying on the consciousness of the ghost's body to operate...

The ghost is still alive... In this body, the ghost must still be alive...

When the last letter was typed, Hao Xin sneered. Just now, he avoided the "Silver War" satellite channel and opened up a dedicated line for himself. Starting today, he will be on this computer Everything connected to the Internet will be buried.

So the first step... is to sort out the inventory and see if there is anything worth selling?

As for the black market website, he certainly knows that he bought his MSG90 sniper rifle on that website, and the ordinary improvement cost him 6 US dollars, so the starting price of these weapons here must be at least 12 US dollars, right?

Hmm... By the way, there are still so many materials here, so it should be possible to make something more useful, right?

"Little Buji!" Thinking of this, Hao Xin suddenly yelled, "Go and tell Hao Yun that I'm not going to Somalia anymore, no!"

"Understood!" From far away, Little Buji's voice came.

Hao Xin went back to the computer again, flipped through the information on the computer, and quickly immersed himself in it.

……

At night, only a small light was turned on in the huge workshop. A person walked in from the door, bypassed the garbage mountains and went up to the second floor, and then stood at the door of Hao Xin's room.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the lights of the two computer screens were flickering. The man's back was lonely and mysterious.

Hao Yun pinched the bridge of his nose, and his eyes on Hao Xin's back became more profound and incomprehensible.

"Snapped!"

The lights were suddenly turned on.

Hao Xin was startled, and turned to look. Hao Yun was standing at the door, holding a lunch box in one hand and wine in the other. Seeing him turn around, he shook the lunch box and said with a smile: "Little Buji said you don't eat, it hurts you." But it’s not good yet, no matter how busy you are, you can’t torment your body.”

"Is it you? What's the matter?" Hao Xin said indifferently, his tone obviously impatient.

"Bring you food." Hao Yun smiled nonchalantly. After entering the room, he first put the things on the table, then walked behind Hao Xin, putting his hands on his shoulders lightly.

Hao Xin's body tightened.

Hao Yun's hot palm became stronger, and his fingers pressed vigorously on his shoulder, kneading that hard muscle, and his fingers occasionally touched the position of the collarbone, but they were soft and gentle.He whispered in Hao Xin's ear: "Little Sanjin, can you talk to my uncle at night?"

The tone of the inquiry was not to be refused.

Simple dinner.

The rotten beef and potatoes, boiled and dried peanuts, and sweet corn, which is rarely available in Mauritius, are served with a piece of bread. It is not rich enough, but it is nutritious enough.

Hao Xin didn't eat for a whole day, and only when he smelled the aroma of vegetables did he realize that he was hungry, and he devoured it hungrily.

Five minutes later, Hao Xin threw away the lunch box and turned to look at the man sitting cross-legged on the bed. He noticed that the bottle of 5° vodka in Hao Yun's hand had been drunk halfway, but his expression was as usual and clear. .

"Hey." Hao Yun handed him the remaining half bottle.

Hao Xin didn't answer, but asked, "What do you want to say? Tell me."

Hao Yun's hand was frozen in the air, and he was silent for a long time.

Hao Xin stood up abruptly, walked towards the door, and said as he walked, "I still have something to do, you'd better make a long story short." Saying this, Hao Xin had already touched the door and made a gesture of seeing off the guests.

Hao Yun tilted his head, still lazily sitting cross-legged on the bed, blinking several times slower, his eyes seemed a little hazy.Then, under Hao Xin's gaze, he tilted his body, lay on the bed, leaned on his pillow, sandwiched his quilt, made a comfortable nest for himself, and muttered: "I'm drunk, I'm sleepy!" I'm going to sleep here."

"..." Hao Xin's face turned from white to black, and his eyes almost burst into flames. He took a deep breath patiently, and then returned to his seat.

Hao Yun was here. He couldn't continue what he had done before, so he could only browse some news. Although there was no sound behind him, Hao Yun's strong sense of presence made Hao Xin restless.

Soon, Hao Xin stood up again and walked towards the door.Leave this room to that man, what he needs most now is absolute private space.

"Three Golds." Hao Yun's voice came faintly from behind.

Hao Xin quickened his pace.

Hao Yun continued: "The plan remains the same, follow me to Somalia in five days."

"I have something to do." Hao Xin stood still, staring at the lump on the bed in disgust.

"Either finish it ahead of time, or postpone it to continue."

"I……"

"that's it."

"..." Hao Xin was suddenly speechless, as if returning to the feeling before the war in Cameroon.At that time, the "Silver War" held a combat meeting, and everyone discussed and disagreed, but in the end, whenever Shadow said "that's it", he no longer heard the voice of opposition.But now, he can't refuse. It's not that what will happen to this man if he opens his mouth, but because he knows it's meaningless, and what this man decides will never be changed.

Even at this time, the man was lying on his bed like mud, still strong.