Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 610 Beheading and Frame-up

Three bursts of shots, two of which were fired at two ATTA militants, and one of the two short bursts hit Curtis.

Song Heping breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Willy.

My head and body were all wet at this time, as if someone had poured a basin of water over me.

During a period of high tension, dopamine will be secreted crazily, the body temperature will rise, and more sweat will be released.

After replacing the magazine, Song Heping cursed, "It took him half a day to deal with two people!?"

The implication was that he was scolding Willy, asking why he took so long to come.

I had already given him a hint when we used the quick penetration tactic before, although I didn't give him any details.

But a qualified Trump should understand what is going on and know what he should do.

Willy didn't dare to talk back.

Because when he saw the corpses all over the ground, he was shocked.

Before this mission, he had complained to his superiors.

Nicky recommended Song Heping to do this, but Willy was firmly opposed.

There are many PMC companies.

And the quality varies.

How can a PMC team that just emerged a few years ago cope with such a difficult task?
If you want to hire someone, you should hire the most core combat team of a company like Blackwater.

What’s more, it is a team led by a Chinese.

That's not even necessary, and it's not feasible.

Only now did he understand.

I am shallow...

It really is true that there is always someone better than you.

Willy weighed the pros and cons in his mind and realized that he would never be able to kill so many ATAM members at the same time.

Not only did Song Heping do it, he also survived.

Simply a miracle!
"SORRY...I was a little slow just now."

Willy relented, shrugged, and immediately apologized, then approached Curtis with his gun pointed.

Curtis is not dead.

Willy deliberately pointed the muzzle downwards when he shot him.

The bullet hit the opponent's abdomen.

At this time, Lieutenant Curtis was lying on the ground with his body bent like a shrimp. It was obvious that the pain made him very uncomfortable, and his face was deformed.

"Kill...kill me..."

Song Heping heard these words as soon as he came out after checking his injuries.

He stepped forward to take a look and frowned.

Although he knew that Willy came here on a secret military mission to kill Curtis and make him a "martyr", he felt that one shot would be enough to kill him, and there was no need to deliberately hit the other party in the abdomen to leave him half dead.

The pain caused by organ damage is severe, making life worse than death.

But this was the American's own family affair, and he was unwilling to interfere. He just stood aside with a gun in hand and kept watch.

"Hurry up, Ata's reinforcements may arrive soon. We should leave."

He reminded Willy not to waste time here.

Villains die from talking too much.

A decent person who talks too much will die.

Willy nodded: "Got it."

He glanced at Song Heping again: "How is your injury?"

Song Heping patted the bulletproof plate: "It's blocked. I won't die."

Willy felt relieved and turned his gaze to Curtis on the ground.

Curtis suddenly reached for his gun despite the pain.

His gun fell to the side as he fell.

This action is actually seeking death.

He knew that the US special forces would not let him go.

Due to its own reasons, the Special Operations Command sent in an ODA team.

No one can tolerate this.

Even if he is the son of a congressman.

Willy kicked the gun further away, suddenly pulled out an Alaskan whale harpoon survival knife, and approached Curtis.

"You deserve to die, but you deserve to die the way you deserve to die!"

After saying this, he stepped on Curtis's head, stomped his head hard on the ground, and then swung the survival knife violently.

puff-

The knife went straight into Curtis's neck and pierced his aorta.

Song Heping witnessed everything from the side and frowned even more tightly.

He thought it might be a ritual of punishment.

For special forces, they often have their own methods of punishing traitors, so it is not surprising that some of them are strange and bizarre.

Willy may have hated Curtis for causing the deaths of his colleagues, which is why he took such an explosive approach to deal with the traitor.

But no matter what, Song Heping didn't think it was excessive.

A traitor.

He was also extremely disgusted.

"Ho ho ho-"

Blood gushed out of Lieutenant Curtis's mouth.

His body kept twitching and twisting in vain.

But the pressure on Willy's feet was enormous, and he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, so this struggle seemed weak and ridiculous, like an antelope being desperately gnawed and torn apart by a lion...

The blood didn't splatter completely.

Because the knife was not pulled out, Willy slowly moved the blade.

Blood gushed out from the wound on his neck like a punctured plastic water pipe.

Then he didn't stop. Amid Curtis's weak groan, he gradually increased the strength on his wrist, allowing the blade to begin cutting along the tissue of the neck.

Blood vessels, trachea, esophagus, muscle tissue...

This was exactly like the act of slaughtering animals, which made Song Heping look sideways.

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

It seems a bit too much to do this.

"Willy, what are you doing? Can you give these poor creatures a quick death?"

"I'm doing real work."

"We're in a hurry."

"I know, but it's what I have to do."

After saying that, he used his hands even harder.

Song Heping saw Lieutenant Curtis's neck being cut open by Willy like a sausage.

"This is a good knife..."

He sighed in his heart and decided to get one for his own use when he got back.

Willy moves with great skill.

It's obvious that they are well versed in the anatomy of the human body, knowing where the blade should go and where to cut to avoid bones, ligaments, and nerves...

Everything is so smooth.

A minute later, Lieutenant Curtis finally became a headless corpse.

Willy picked up his head, put it aside and placed it next to Damir, then took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera function, and started filming the head on the ground.

After taking the picture of the head, he took pictures of the bodies of the Ata militants lying around, and finally took a close-up of Damir. Only then did he finish and manually hid the phone.

"Fuck, are you taking this as a souvenir or for reference?"

Song Heping was shocked this time.

I have seen perverts, but never such perverts.

"We have to explain the cause of Lieutenant Curtis's death when we get back." Willy took the things nonchalantly and said calmly, "How do you think he should present it to the American people?"

Song Heping was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

This is crazy...

Willy can make up a story when he goes back.

He said that when he arrived, Lieutenant Curtis had been brutally beheaded by the ATGM militants, and then the military could posthumously award him a medal and brag about him being a hero on the news. Then Congressman Curtis could only accept the bad news that his only son had been beheaded by terrorists.

And what about the military?

Not only did he get his revenge, but he also prevented Lieutenant Curtis from being exposed and becoming a propaganda banner for the Taliban, causing embarrassment to the White House and the Pentagon officials.

perfect!

Is there anything more perfect than this?!
Rescue him?

Don't even think about it!

That's just the congressman's wishful thinking, and the military is not willing to do that.

Otherwise, if people who knew the inside story spread it among the army, how could they continue to carry the disease?

Sometimes, soldiers and civilian politicians have completely different opinions after reading the questions and are not on the same level.

Five minutes later, Song Heping and Willy packed up and left the place, disappearing again into the dark night.

Another ten minutes passed.

Suddenly, several dark shadows appeared in the woods.

In the darkness, these people were like ghosts.

"Vulture Team One has arrived at the firefight point."

"Find the target immediately and report the situation. Teams 2 and 3 are nearby. Request reinforcements immediately."

"clear."

When several dark shadows arrived at the site of the firefight, they slowly dispersed into a search formation and circled in the woods.

Then these people found that there were no living people here.

There were only corpses.

And bullet casings.

"Vulture Squad One calls Satan."

"Got it, please speak."

"No one is alive..."

He walked to Curtis's body, stared at it for a moment, then turned around and found the head lying on the ground not far away.

After that, he walked to the head and looked at it for a few seconds, then took off his night vision goggles and squatted down to examine Willy's "masterpiece".

The cold moonlight shone through the treetops onto the ground, illuminating Curtis's face clearly.

At this time, Lieutenant Curtis had completely lost blood, and the skin on his head was bluish-white. When illuminated by the moonlight, it looked like the color of a corpse that had been soaked in water for several days and turned white.

The shadow watched for a moment and felt a little nauseous. He then stood up and reported on the communication channel: "Vulture Team One to Satan, the target is dead and has been beheaded. The rescue mission has failed."

"Then proceed to the second mission."

"receive."

After the call ended, the leading black figure put on his night vision goggles again, waved his hand, and everyone quickly evacuated the scene and disappeared into the darkness again.

The forest became quiet again, as if nothing had happened. Only the corpses on the ground silently told of the tragedy that had happened here.

30 minutes later, a team of members of the Ata organization arrived here.

But it all seems too late.

They could only collect the bodies and could do nothing else.

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