Landmines, this should be the thing that the infantry hates the most.

When he was a mercenary in the past, the last thing Han Lan wanted to step into was a minefield.

If this thing is not handled well, it will break your leg at least and destroy the team at worst.

It should take some time for Lu Beihai to rush over, and it is impossible for Han Lan to do nothing, and continue to lie down to clean up the dirt.

"Han Lan, you...... Don't dig indiscriminately, you'll blow up the mines in a while......" Fan Wenhui was about to cry when he heard his voice.

"Don't worry, I'll see what kind of mine it is, and if I can deal with it, I'll get you out."

"You can also clear mines?"

"I know a little bit about it."

This time I really only know a little bit about it, even when I was a mercenary before, demining was not something Han Lan was good at, so I could only say that I had learned it.

"......" Fan Wenhui.

Han Lan dug around the edge of the mine, and carefully inspected it with a flashlight, hoping to figure out the model of the mine, and it was best to find a location where the fuse could be cut. As long as the fuse is cut off, then this mine will not explode.

If you can't cut the fuse, then you can only use the method that is often seen in film and television dramas. Use a dagger to cut open the sole of Fan Wenhui's shoes, and then find a heavy object to replace him and let him evacuate. The risk of doing this is still very high, and if it is not suppressed, it may even blow up the demining.

Han Lan looked around, but didn't find a suitable position to cut into, but the more he looked at the outline, the less it felt like a mine, at least he had never seen a mine of this type.

Then, I saw a blurry line of text.

Bring the flashlight closer and carefully scrape the dirt off it with a dagger.

"Han Lan, how's it going?" Seeing Han Lan stop his movements again, Fan Wenhui couldn't help but ask again.

saw Han Lan standing up speechlessly, turned on the walkie-talkie and reported to Lu Beihai: "Call the squad leader, call the squad leader, it's an oolong, this is not a mine at all!" I dug it up and checked, Canned luncheon, it's a can of lunch! Complete! ”

With that, Han Lan also pulled Fan Wenhui away.

"Ahh

I only heard Fan Wenhui scream, and there was no explosion.

"Grass! Pack you up when you get back! Keep on the mission! Complete! Lu Beihai scolded, listening to the sound of a little panting, probably running this way.

"Roger, done!"

Han Lan ...... This ......" Fan Wenhui smiled a little embarrassedly.

Han Lan squatted down and pulled out the can: "Now, your mines." ”

"Hey! This thing looks too much like a landmine! Fan Wenhui took the can and smiled awkwardly, "Yo, I still haven't opened it?" How could anyone bury an unopened can here? ”

"Alright, let's get on with the mission. I'll help you set up a gun, and you assault. ”

It's already been an oolong, and Han Lan doesn't bother to think about it anymore, after all, this is the territory of his hometown.

"I assault?" Fan Wenhui was stunned for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "Han Lan, why don't you change it?" Shall I give you a gun? You know my strength, this assault...... If there's someone inside, I'm not going to stop cooking? ”

Han Lan rolled her eyes: "Brother, I'm a sniper." Don't worry, I'm very stable with my gun, so you can touch the door of the hut and see if there is any movement inside, and then find a crack to see if there is anyone inside. I'll help you set it up outside, and as long as someone shows their head and promises to shoot him before he shoots!" ”

Fan Wenhui thought of Han Lan's fantasy marksmanship that day, and he was also a lot more relieved. Nodding, he began to leap forward with his rifle in hand, and the S-shaped snakeskin took a position and ran towards the hut.

When he was still more than two meters away from the hut, he rolled on the ground and thought he was very handsome, but it seemed to be twisted to the sore spot, and he couldn't help but gasp with his teeth, and he didn't forget to look back to make sure he was caught by the camera.

Then, he began to crawl forward, his ass pouting and twisting.

When he reached the door of the hut, he immediately got up, squatted outside the door, and eavesdropped on the movement inside with his ear to the adobe brick.

Han Lan has been impressed by the big brother's tactical moves, what about the strawberry soldiers?

At this time, Fan Wenhui began to gesture with him in the sniper scope, only to see him waving his hands vigorously.

Han Lan was stunned: Which country's tactical gestures? What do you mean? Is it nobody? Or don't you come?

Han Lan hurriedly raised his hand and made a gesture, asking him to report the number of enemies.

Fan Wenhui squinted his eyes for a while, and then began to wave his hand again.

"......" Han Lan didn't care if the enemy would hear it, turned on the walkie-talkie and asked, "Brother, what do you mean by waving your hand all the time?" Complete! ”

"Can't understand this? The first one is that no one was found! I can't understand what you're comparing to in the back! Complete! Fan Wenhui said confidently.

What are you messing with my mentality?

"Help me be on guard, I'll touch it, and I'm ready to go inside! Complete! ”

"Roger, done!"

Han Lan began to bend and leap forward while aiming with the gun, and the camera followed behind, but he didn't catch a fancy action like Fan Wenhui, and the camera brother was very disappointed.

Soon, Han Lan burst into the right side of the door, and guarded the door with Fan Wenhui left and right.

The wooden doors of the hut were very dilapidated and smelled of must.

Han Lan didn't hear any movement inside after listening to it, so she gestured to Fan Wenhui: I'm first, you follow, I'm on the left, you're on the right!

Fan Wenhui's eyes narrowed, nodded, and made an "OK" gesture.

Han Lan kicked open the wooden door, and before he could rush in, he was dragged by Fan Wenhui.

"It's because it's coaxed!" Fan Wenhui yelled and threw a grenade directly inside.

Han Lan hurriedly retreated, and then saw that the grenade smashed into the wall inside and bounced back, landing between the two.

"Grass! Lie down! ”

Han Lan roared sharply and hurriedly threw herself down behind her.

After waiting for a while, he didn't hear the explosion, and he didn't receive the alarm signal that the drill personnel were killed, so Han Lan got up from the place in a bit of a daze and looked at the grenade that was still lying at the door.

"Han Lan, I seem to have forgotten to pull the safety bolt." Before Fan Wenhui could react, he picked up the grenade with some embarrassment, "Or ...... Throw it again? ”

"Alright, no one! What kind of grenade to throw? "Han Lan is also convinced, has she seen too much anti-terrorism? Kick the door and throw a grenade inside?

If you want to throw it, you can also throw a stun bomb and a flashbang!

What if there are hostages?

Fan Wenhui smiled, hung the grenade back on himself, and followed Han Lan with a gun and touched it.

The space in the house is very small, and the layout is very simple. There was a single bed, a brazier, and nothing else.

Looking at the thickness of the ash, it is estimated that no one has been here for almost a month or two.

"Did you really live on this island before?" Fan Wenhui looked around curiously.

"Maybe it's a fisherman along the coast, sometimes they don't have time to return home, so they rest on the island for the night." Han Lan explained casually, but her eyes noticed an old poster posted on the bedside.

To be precise, it should be an almanac.

"English?" Han Lan couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong?"

"Where's your can?"

"Throw it out."

Han Lan rubbed her nose, the musty smell in the room was very strong, and there was a hint of disgusting stench.

At this time, Han Lan noticed that the color of the floor under her feet was a little wrong, and she couldn't help but wipe the dust on it with her feet, revealing a pool of black.

"Bloodstains?"