Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 20 Exciting!
There is no need to look for those ICDC soldiers.

They are back.

As soon as the shelling stopped, they immediately returned to the scene, driving Humvees and carrying old AK47s, performing more dedicatedly than anyone else.

The cook got angry again, calling them cowards and unprofessional.

The commander of ICDC was confident, saying that when the air defense alert was issued just now, of course he had to find a place to hide, otherwise what could he do? Human body resistant to bombs?

His retort left the cook speechless.

In fact, we can't expect too much from a force like ICDC. Their full name is the Iligo Civil Defense Force, a motley crew that was improvised and recruited together.

This army includes a small number of former government officers and soldiers who defected, as well as reservists, and most of them are military personnel in tribal armed forces.

The current situation in Iligo is like this. Sha Damu has fallen. As a result, armed forces from various places, anti-government armed forces, tribal armed forces, and even criminals such as gangs have stepped onto the stage of history.

In the local words, when a big stupid tree falls, hundreds of stupid big trees pop up.

Every local force is a new force in the political arena. Every new force wants to win a place on the newly formed interim management committee. Only by having a seat can they get a share of the reconstruction funds. But to win a seat, they must have The barrel of your own gun.

As a result, everyone rushed to form armed organizations.

In order to balance and win over these armed forces, large and small, the United States will give them a piece of cake to satisfy their appetites.

The easiest way to divide the cake is to give them various administrative positions in the Provisional Management Committee and positions in the newly formed Civil Defense Force.

There are many factions in the Iligo local army now. In order to strengthen their own armed forces and get more US dollars from the special allocation of the US Army, the leaders of various forces are vying to fill troops like ICDC.

Anyway, the money comes from the big guns and the big military budget. If you don’t take it, it’s for nothing. If you take it, it’s in vain. Whoever doesn’t take it is a fool.

Isn’t it delicious to defeat the local tyrants and eat them?

Isn’t it beautiful to pull it with colorful knives?
What kind of cooking oil is used?
That's bullshit!
It's all just a pretense.

Dollar!

Only Dollar is real!
Therefore, it is not surprising that troops like the ICDC have little combat effectiveness and will scatter when encountering trouble.

In fact, what Song Heping envied the most at ICDC was their Humvee armored vehicles. Look at his Opel and Patrol, and then look at the Hummers driven by others. Although they are second-hand goods, they are at least serious American versions.

Song Heping felt that low-level mercenaries like himself were inferior to the puppet troops here.

There are now four vehicles in the escort convoy, two ICDC Humvees, an Opel and a Patrol SUV.

Song Heping originally thought that the cook would arrange for the Hummer to lead the way and rear, while the two civilian vehicles would form a formation in the middle.

But he never expected that the cook directly asked two ICDC Humvee armored vehicles to clear the way ahead.

"You two Hummers go first! We'll follow behind."

"Ok."

The ICDC captain didn't think anything was wrong, so he got in the car and left without saying anything.

Watching the two Hummers leave, Song Heping was puzzled by the chef's arrangement.

According to the general principles of highway protection, the vehicles with the best protective performance in the escort convoy must be responsible for opening the road and taking the rear position.

After all, the two civilian vehicles of the "Musician" mercenary group have no bulletproof capabilities at all. If they are intercepted at the end, the casualties will be huge.

Seeing the two Humvee armored vehicles walking away, but the Opel station wagon had not yet received the departure order, he couldn't help but ask Gray Wolf: "How is this arranged? Let all the Humvees go in front?"

Gray Wolf sneered: "Hey, that's letting ICDC be cannon fodder."

Song Heping was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what was going on. He almost sang Jacky Cheung's "You're So Poisonous" on the spot.

Civilian vehicles are naturally not bulletproof, but the problem is not as glaring as the Humvee armored vehicle.

In a place like Bakda, when you drive out in a US military vehicle, you are equivalent to wearing a mandarin jacket with the words - I am a US Army soldier!
In this way, it is definitely the first choice for resistance organizations or death squads loyal to Sha Damu when looking for attack targets.

Civilian cars are different.

There are many civilian cars on Bakeda Street. As long as the windows are rolled up and the windows are not opened and the car is stopped midway, the risk is definitely much smaller.

Placing two civilian vehicles in the middle of the convoy is equivalent to putting yourself in a more dangerous situation.

The chef's arrangement is to allow ICDC to step into the trap and assume the role of cannon fodder.

Song Heping was puzzled as to why someone like the cook, who had never even served as a soldier, could make several rebellious paratroopers obey him.

At this time, he also vaguely understood the truth. For a person to be a leader, the most important thing is not excellent fighting skills, but more importantly, a brain that can be used well.

The cook is definitely a scheming person.

The ICDC captain had called them "Muscovites" before, so he probably had a grudge.

No, I will take revenge when I get the chance, and I will never stay overnight.

The convoy quickly left the airport and headed northwest toward the city.

"BW0, BW0—BW55 calling, BW55 calling."

Song Heping heard the call from the cook on the radio.

This is not a call to himself and Gray Wolf, but to the main station of Blackwater International.

In Irigo, the call code of Blackwater International is BW0, BW is the prefix, and 0 is the serial number. There are at least 60 private mercenary units employed by Blackwater International. These small contractors use serial numbers 1-6X respectively. Calibration to facilitate mutual identification and communication.

The code for Chuzi and Song Heping's squad was BW55. Each large PMC company had a complete command system. As large international contractors, these wealthy bosses had the financial resources to build a communications and command network comparable to that of the US military.

"BW0 ​​received, please speak."

"BW55 reporting, mission number P23, VIP contacted, en route back to the Green Zone. Route sent, please check. Over."

"BW55, this is BW0, the situation has been received, keep in touch, I wish you all the best! Over!"

After reporting the situation to the main station of Blackwater International, the cook began to contact the Opel station wagon driving in front of the patroller.

"Hui Lang Hui Lang, I'm the cook. Keep a distance from ICDC and keep sight of the rear of the car."

"The gray wolf understands and has kept a reasonable distance."

Then he turned to Song Heping and said, "Have you ever performed a PSD mission before?"

Song Heping shook his head and said, "This is my first time becoming a mercenary."

Gray Wolf said: "Then learn from it. You are now responsible for observing the road conditions and reporting the situation to the cook at any time. You cannot rely on the idiots at ICDC for this matter."

report?

Song Heping hurriedly asked: "How to report?"

Gray Wolf said: "Look at both sides of the road, as well as the terrain and facilities, and then tell the cook behind you what you see that you think must be reported, so that he can be prepared. The VIP is in his car, and he is The point.”

Song Heping picked up the walkie-talkie and looked outside the car, feeling at a loss as to what to do.

"Have you studied reconnaissance?" Gray Wolf asked.

Song Heping said: "I have learned it."

Gray Wolf said: "That's easy to handle. Just put yourself in the role of a vanguard and you'll understand."

Song Heping understood immediately, picked up the walkie-talkie and began to enter the role.

"An abandoned vehicle on the left front..."

"There is a garbage dump a hundred meters ahead on the right, which can hide snipers..."

"There is a broken overpass two hundred meters ahead. On the bridge..."

Song Heping said, squinting his eyes and looking towards the overpass as he spoke.

At this time, the Opel car was heading west, and the sun was a little dazzling.

Before he could see clearly, a truck suddenly passed the front of the Opel at high speed and passed by in a swish.

"These people are rushing to reincarnate..."

In a place like this, if you drive so fast, why don't you rush into reincarnation?
Song Heping couldn't help but muttered.

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the high-speed truck passed him and continued to rush forward at the speed of floor oil without any intention of slowing down.

Song Heping had a bad feeling in his heart.

Seeing that the truck continued to accelerate and was very close to the ICDC truck in front, he pressed the call button on the intercom and started calling.

"Attention Car No. 2, pay attention Car No. 2, there is a truck approaching at high speed from the right, and it seems to be heading towards you!"

Vehicle No. 2 is the second Humvee armored vehicle of the ICDC in front. It ranks second in the convoy.

"What truck?"

The ICDC soldier in car No. 2 seemed confused.

After only a few seconds of hesitation, the truck arrived behind the Hummer. The driver shifted the gear into the highest gear and continued to press the accelerator...

"Attention Car No. 2! Attack warning!"

Before he finished speaking, the high-speed truck had already slammed into the Hummer's anus.

bang——

The chicken thief's truck hit the Hummer's rear left side with the right front corner of its body, using a skillful and tricky angle.

Although the Humvee armored vehicle was sturdy enough, it was hit unexpectedly and lost its balance. After swaying left and right, it simply overturned on all four wheels on the side of the road.

Almost at the same time, Song Heping saw several sneaky figures suddenly appearing on the overpass ahead.

One of them had something on his shoulders.

whoosh-

A ball of fire spurted out, and a rocket dragged a meter-long tail of fire, and with its unique ecstasy trajectory, it hit the Hummer off-road vehicle at the front.

"RPG! RPG!"

Song Heping shouted into the intercom.

It's just that everything seems too late...

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