Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 616 Extreme March
Walking to the side, Song Heping took out the first aid kit and took out a tube of hemostatic gel from it. Then he took off his tactical vest, gently lifted the bottom edge of his camouflage uniform, and carefully searched for the wound.

When I was fighting with Nelson just now, his combat butterfly knife scratched the unprotected area under the tactical vest.

Although the butterfly knife was small, it was very sharp. The blade was sharp and easily cut through Song Heping's camouflage uniform, leaving a wound about ten centimeters long on his lower abdomen.

Fortunately, the wound was not particularly deep and did not cut open the abdominal cavity, but only cut the muscle layer, otherwise the injury would be serious.

After seeing that nothing serious had happened, Song Heping finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Subduing an enemy is ten times more difficult than killing him.

He took out a disinfectant patch and wiped the blood around the wound. Before the new blood had completely flowed out, he squeezed hemostatic gel along the wound, and then stuck it directly with breathable tape.

After treating the wound, Song Heping felt extremely tired.

He was so exhausted that he felt a little drowsy.

But soon reason overcame sleepiness again.

Now is not the time to rest.

He put on his gear and walked over to Willy's side.

Willy was now desperately pinching Nelson's jaw, trying to dig something out of his mouth.

"what are you doing?"

"FUCK! There was poison on his buttons, probably cyanide. I wasn't paying attention and he swallowed it!"

"Cyanide?!"

This stuff is highly poisonous.

One gram of the most poisonous cyanide can kill 500 people.

Therefore, it has long been used as a drug for spies to commit suicide.

But I didn't expect that a special forces soldier would have such a thing.

Song Heping didn't care about being surprised. He jumped into the pit and helped Willy pry Nelson's mouth open.

If the cyanide is hidden in a button, it is usually hidden somewhere near the top of the neck, where the drug is most easily hidden, and the person can bite it by lowering his head even when his hands and feet are tied.

But it seems it's all too late.

Nelson's chest kept heaving violently, his face turned a strangely pale color in the moonlight, and his eyes began to roll up.

This is a typical manifestation of cyanide poisoning.

"late."

Song Heping let go of his hand.

This is the wilderness. If cyanide gets into your mouth, it will be useless even if you dig it out. The toxin has already seeped into your throat and esophagus through your saliva, and it cannot be rescued.

Willy had no choice but to give up.

The two men stood there and could only watch Nelson twisting his body desperately like a fish that had accidentally jumped onto the deck.

However, this situation did not last long. Nelson breathed his last and fell silent.

"died."

Willy shook his head regretfully.

"Otherwise, I will definitely find out who ordered them to hunt us down."

Song Heping stood there for a moment, then suddenly remembered something.

"Where's your camera?"

"camera?"

Willy woke up as if from a dream and quickly pointed to the tactical bag behind him.

"It's in my bag, take it yourself."

Song Heping quickly took out his camera and took several photos of Nelson, then walked to another corpse and took a lot of photos of his face.

After taking the photos here, he went to the other bodies at the bottom of the slope and took turns taking photos of their faces. After getting them, he returned to Willy and said, "Hurry up and retreat. I don't know how many of them are left."

Willy looked at the nervous Song Heping and suddenly realized that he had overlooked something.

Does this team have accomplices?

If so, they must have sent the message before they died.

It's not advisable to stay here for long.

The two quickly packed up their things and began to evacuate.

"Where do we go now?"

Willy asks Song about the Peace Route.

"If someone from our ranks betrayed us, then it would no longer be safe for us to return to Afghanistan from the original direction."

"That's right," Song Heping said. "We can't go west anymore. We need to go north first, towards Peshawar, and keep walking along the mountainous area along the border. We need to go at least dozens of kilometers before we can turn west and go back."

Willy said, "You took pictures of those people. Are you planning to check their identities?"

"Of course." Song Heping said, "But not now. It's not possible now. As long as the equipment on us is turned on, it will be located, and then it will cause trouble."

Willy said, "If there's something fishy going on inside us, it won't do any good even if we send the photos back."

Song Heping said, "That's your idea. I don't need it. I have someone in my company who specializes in intelligence. Send it to him and he will find some useful information for me."

Willie said: "If these people are really SEALs, their identities are confidential and difficult to find out."

Song Heping said, "Don't worry about it. I have my own way. Now we need to find a place with internet access to upload the photos. This is the hardest part."

In fact, Song Heping now not only suspects that these people were sent by the military to silence them, he has begun to suspect the CIA.

Speaking of silencing, the CIA has even more reason to want to silence me.

When they were in Mexico, they had tried to do this, using middlemen to provide Stinger missiles to the Los Zetas organization to shoot down the helicopters that Chapo had provided for them.

The CIA must know about this trip to Afghanistan.

Afghanistan is a war zone, so it is a very suitable place to take action. The death of a PMC company boss in a war zone is a normal death, and no one will suspect that there is anything fishy.

Sending these people's photos out there is the most important thing.

It’s just that I can’t use any of the communication devices on my body now, nor can I use satellite communication. And in a place like Pakistan, it’s not impossible to find the Internet, but it’s very difficult.

Who are these people?
Probably the military.

Or maybe not.

But Willie said these men were Navy SEALs.

If the identity is true, there must be someone in the military involved, and his position must be quite high.

According to the original plan, Song Heping and Willy were to enter the Afghan border from the west of Dobagagar Ridge, and then arrive at the Rashid Fort area in Afghanistan, where they would call a helicopter for pick-up.

Now we definitely can’t go west.

If the military wanted to silence us, it would be absolutely unsafe to continue heading towards Fort Rashid.

To the north are the tribal areas under the federal system, which are all remote and poor areas.

Song Heping's plan was to walk north to Wana in the tribal area in four days, and then turn west from there and return to Afghanistan.

Because the two men were wearing camouflage uniforms, they could only hide in caves during the day and use night vision equipment to travel at night, trying to avoid any living people. Otherwise, if they encountered border residents, their identities would easily be exposed, leading to more serious consequences.

Four days may not seem long, but the biggest problem in marching in such a dry area is water.

Both of them had water bags on them.

However, half of the water bag had been used up, which meant that we had to prepare for the worst for the remaining four days. If we couldn't find water during the day, we could only rely on the remaining half bag of water to last four days.

This will be an extreme march.

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)