Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 615 Seal?

The death of the deputy captain bought time for the remaining three.

Song Heping did not choose to turn the gun around and look for a second target.

Because he knew that by now his position had been exposed.

Thirty-six strategies are the best!
Avoid staying in one sniper position for too long.

Less than ten seconds after he left the sniper position and began to move, a rifle grenade landed on the original sniper position.

boom--

Song Heping had already crouched down to lower his body to avoid being seen, but he still felt a pain in his thigh, as if he had been stung by a bee.

You don't need to look to know that the damage was caused by fragments from the explosion.

This is how actual combat works. People will always bump into things, get hit by shrapnel, or even be hit by a bullet.

Once you get used to it, you won't be surprised anymore.

However, the opponent's use of stray bullets was so superb. They could fire them from such a long distance in a short time and hit them so accurately. It was obvious that they were from the same industry.

"Marz, Nelson, did you see that guy!?"

"I saw it. It's next to the rock 300 meters away!"

"Okay, let's do it when we see it. Marz, you stay where you are and keep an eye on him. Nelson and I will flank him."

"no problem!"

Marz immediately found a raised mound of earth, lay down on the edge and set up his assault rifle.

Now the three of them have the initiative.

The sniper on the opposite side has moved his position, but during the move he occupied a favorable terrain and aimed his gun, putting the opponent in a passive position.

Unless he ran hundreds of meters further, within the range of 400 meters, an assault rifle with a scope could also accurately hit the opponent through point-fire. Malz was very confident about this.

His two colleagues, Warren and Nelson, had already begun to encircle the enemy from the left and right wings, and soon the enemy would experience the feeling of being attacked from both sides.

Just as I was gritting my teeth and wanting to see the tragic scene of the sniper being shot, I suddenly remembered something.

"Nelson, Warren, I remember both of them, but how come I only saw one just now..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a chill behind him.

Malz was startled and suddenly turned over on his back, raised his gun and aimed backward.

Unfortunately it's too late.

A dark shadow appeared ten meters away, spitting out a stream of flames from the assault rifle in his hand.

blah blah-

Marz felt a strong force pushing her, her vision went dark, and she immediately lost consciousness and went to report to God.

Willy came up like a leopard.

He looked at the corpse on the ground, checked the other party's equipment, and then his eyes stopped at the bottom of the other party's neck, where a small pattern was revealed near the chest.

Because there was a lot of blood splattered on the chest and neck, it was a little blurry.

Willy pushed aside his night vision goggles, moved closer, unbuttoned the man's collar, and pulled off his tactical vest. He then wiped the blood off Malz's chest with his tactical-gloved hand.

A tattoo appeared on the skin.

In the moonlight, Willy could see the familiar icon clearly.

"FUCK!"

He cursed bitterly.

Because it was a picture of the Grim Reaper holding a scythe.

He knew the origin of this pattern, and he also knew who these people were, or at least who they were in the past.

But he couldn't remind Song Heping to be careful now.

Because the two have cut off all communication equipment to avoid being tracked.

Therefore, the two now rely entirely on the most primitive tactical sign language and speaking to communicate. There is basically no long-distance communication, and they rely entirely on their own tactical qualities to cooperate effectively.

Willy put his night vision goggles back on and ran towards a higher place with his gun in hand.

He didn't care that he might appear on the ridge and be seen clearly through the air.

If he didn't hurry up, Song Heping didn't know if he could handle the two SEALs alone.

That's right.

The Grim Reaper's head avatar just now belongs to a Navy SEAL team, but these people have been deployed in East Asia before, and now they appear in Central Asia, which is really puzzling.

Tattoos are common in the US military, especially special forces.

Although the regulations have strict requirements on tattoos, such as not being able to tattoo on the face or palms, violations are still very common.

Tattoos are particularly common among special forces. They're not only a cultural phenomenon, but also reflect a person's personality and background. These tattoos might represent personal experiences, family, friends, or a commitment to certain values.

For example, some team members may choose to get tattoos related to military history or team spirit to inspire themselves and the team.

But generally speaking, you are not allowed to directly tattoo the emblem of your special forces team, especially when deployed overseas. After all, this will cause some unnecessary trouble and even leak secrets.

In special circumstances, such as during a mission, team members may need to temporarily or permanently remove tattoos to ensure the safe conduct of the mission.

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Bang, bang, bang—gunshots were heard in the distance.

Willy's heart suddenly hung in the air.

It seems that Song Heping has engaged in a fight with the two seals.

He ignored his fatigue and ran to a high point as fast as he could, then set up his gun on a rock.

After some searching, he saw Song Heping.

But he soon found that he couldn't shoot at all.

Because Song Heping was wrestling with another person at this time, the two of them had already rolled on the ground.

Willy quickly moved the scope sideways, trying to see clearly where the other seal was.

He soon found it.

It's just a corpse.

To be precise, it was a corpse that was still warm.

Already lying on the ground.

He was startled.

Song Heping actually killed a seal and engaged in close combat with another seal.

He quickly moved his aim again, returning to the two people fighting.

The distance was quite far, so he couldn't see the faces clearly and had no way of telling who was who.

"FUCK!"

He could only curse again, then picked up his gun and started running back.

Although every special forces soldier has excellent physical fitness, running back and forth on the plateau is really killing Willy.

He felt like his chest was an engine about to explode, and his heart was like a madly pumping piston, beating so wildly that it was about to explode.

Finally he returned to the location where Song Heping was fighting with another SEAL.

But when I looked at first glance, I didn't see Song Heping.

No other seal was seen either.

However, the slightly warm body was still there.

Willy approached cautiously with his gun in hand.

If Song Heping died, he would have to deal with the remaining seal on his own.

"Willy!"

Suddenly, a shout came from the front.

That was Song Heping's voice.

"Song! You're still alive?!"

"Fuck, of course I'm still alive! You really want me dead? Why the hell are you standing there like an idiot? Come help me, I've got this guy under control, tie him up!"

Willy quickly lowered his gun and ran over, taking the restraints from the bag as he ran.

When they got there, they discovered that Song Heping and the SEAL had rolled into a pit. Song Heping had locked the other person and pinned him to the ground.

Perhaps because he didn't want to kill the other person, Song Heping was in a somewhat awkward situation. He couldn't even free his hands to pick up a stone and knock the guy unconscious.

The other party was still struggling desperately. If he just loosened one hand, he would be able to break free.

"This guy is too strong!"

Song Heping gestured, "I almost couldn't lock him up!"

Willy quickly went over to help and tied up the man's hands and feet with restraints. To be on the safe side, he tied three straps before letting go.

After finishing it, Song Heping sat down on the mud next to him and lay there gasping for breath.

"This guy is so damn insidious... He almost killed me..."

As he spoke, he touched the right side of his abdomen.

"Are you injured?"

Willy asked quickly.

Song Heping said, "I was cut by this guy with a combat butterfly knife. What a ruthless son of a bitch! He broke his gun, but he actually drew his knife and fought me to the death. He didn't care about his life at all. If I didn't want to spare his life to ask him some questions, I would have shot him to death long ago."

"Song, these people are Navy SEALs..."

Willy hesitated for a moment before confessing the matter.

"They are from the military, I don't know if they are active duty."

Song Heping frowned and gasped. He looked at Nelson lying on the ground, then at Will, and couldn't help but say with contempt, "You Americans are so fond of fighting among yourselves? You want to kill me, but you are also an ISA member after all. What? You want to kill me too?"

Willy said, "Ask this guy what happened first."

Song Heping said, "I'll leave it to you. I'll go take a rest."

After saying that, the man climbed out of the pit.

　Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)