Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 625: Resistance to the End
After dealing with the last two commandos, Song Heping and Willy dragged the bodies back to the aisle. They first removed the communication equipment from the bodies and put it on themselves, and then began to unload weapons, ammunition, grenades and other things.

"Don't waste it. I don't know how long I'll have to hold on..."

"These people are all using MK18s. They're not ordinary people. They really are SEALs..."

"When I get back, I'll definitely find out who's behind this. Damn it! You want me dead? It won't be that easy!"

Song Heping was cursing and panting as he discussed with Willy, grinning.

I moved too much just now and the wound on my abdomen opened again. It really hurts now.

But now there is no time to even check the wound.

No one knows when the next wave of attacks will come.

The enemy who was ambushing outside the house might not believe that the two attacking teams in the house were all killed on the spot. The leader could be heard calling the attacking team on the channel.

"Attack Group 1, response received."

"Attack Group 2, please reply."

no respond.

Song Heping wanted to ridicule the other party in the channel, but he held back.

The less informed they are, the better.

This can buy you a lot of time.

Time is more precious than anything else now.

Glancing at his watch.

The time has come to three forty.

There were still twenty minutes until he ordered the Ferrari to arrive at the Mahler Valley.

"Willie, twenty minutes left."

He raised two fingers to Willy, who was busy searching the body across from him.

Willy didn't laugh.

I really can't laugh.

Twenty minutes sounds easy enough.

But surviving 20 minutes of this level of attack is like walking through hell.

"Thank you, Song."

He suddenly uttered an inexplicable thank you out of nowhere.

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

"Thank you, we are in the same boat."

The meaning was clear, but Song Heping actually had other thoughts in mind.

He even felt a little guilty.

It is still unclear who is going to kill these two people.

In Willy's opinion, it was the actions of his department that implicated Song Heping.

And Song Heping is now suspicious of the CIA.

These bastards are really good at doing dirty work.

He has become big in Mexico and has a certain influence in Colombia and Venezuela.

According to the Americans' usual style, they will not tolerate the existence of strong men who are not under their control under their noses.

I knew that my relationship with the CIA would eventually break down.

Now it looks like things are going to fall out soon.

Fortunately, I had already made plans.

Want to kill yourself?
Then just wait for a layer of skin to shed!
"Will your brothers really come to rescue us?"

Willy was quite skeptical about this.

"Yes." Song Heping was very sure.

Willy said, "Can you be so sure? Look at me, I could be abandoned at any moment."

Song Heping tore off the pull ring of a grenade, then wrapped a little bit of tape around it and fixed it in the corner of the aisle. He then used a paratrooper rope to drag across the other end and tied it to the leg of the furniture.

"I'm not like you," he said.

Hearing this, Willy was stunned and his expression became even uglier.

"Don't just stand there. Staying alive is the most important thing right now. If you really hate someone, go back and take revenge. There's an old saying in our country: It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

Willy listened and lowered his head to pack up his equipment and set up a trap. Then he suddenly said, "I'm not a gentleman!"

Just as the two were preparing to resist the next round of attack, the other party was still making various calls in their own channel to inquire about the status of the attacking team.

"Boss, I can't detect any heat source. There's no one alive in the house. I guess if there is anyone alive, they're probably hiding in the inner room or the corridor."

"SHIT! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

The team leader was swearing.

I can only use FK.

In the end, the other party finally accepted the fact that all eight people who entered the house had died.

Suddenly, Song Heping heard a familiar voice floating over the channel.

He froze suddenly.

Willy sensed something was wrong and quickly asked, "Song! What are you doing?!"

Song Heping finally woke up from his dream.

"Fuck, I seem to hear a familiar voice, but I can't remember where I've heard it before."

The conversation in the enemy's tactical channel finally stopped.

There was silence in the headphones.

Song Heping took off his headphones and threw them aside: "They found out."

Willy said, "It's only a matter of time. Let's think about how we can resist the next wave. I'm worried..."

Song Heping looked at his watch and saw that another three minutes had passed.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Do you think they have M72?"

Song Heping: "..." Just as Song Heping and the others were in the house, preparing to withstand the next wave of attacks with the idea of ​​burning their boats, less than a few kilometers away in the direction of the Mahler River Valley, under the moonlight, Gabriel crouched down and ran to Ferrari's side, reporting in a low voice: "Sir, the people we sent out found nothing. There is no one in the valley..."

"Are you sure? How many kilometers should the scouts be sent out?" Ferrari felt that something was wrong. He didn't believe that Song Heping would make a mistake.

"We've already penetrated four kilometers and expanded the reconnaissance range greatly, but we really haven't found anything." Gabriel was embarrassed.

After all, the people I sent out really didn't notice it.

"Impossible!" Ferrari has always trusted Song Heping absolutely.

In his opinion, a tactical master like Song Heping would never make mistakes.

"Send another person to scout ahead. If they don't find anything this time, keep scouting forward until they do!"

"Yes!"

Gabriel turned and left again to arrange a scout group to conduct reconnaissance.

After he left, Jiang Feng couldn't help but ask, "Ferrari, could it be that my old squad leader had some emergency and is no longer here, and has gone somewhere else?"

Ferrari asked back, "Do you think your old squad leader is such an unreliable person?"

Jiang Feng shook his head.

Time passed bit by bit.

This wait lasted for a full 40 minutes.

Ferrari became increasingly anxious, as if he were being roasted on the fire.

He lay on the ground, observing with the night vision goggles for a while, then put them down.

Suddenly, Gabriel came running over again, panting.

"SIR! I've found something!"

"What discovery?!"

Ferrari immediately asked after hearing this.

"Say it!"

Gabri said: "My people are now four kilometers away. They still haven't seen anyone alive, but they heard gunshots!"

"Gunshots?!" Ferrari asked hurriedly, "Which direction?!"

"In the southeast direction, they are about one or two kilometers away. I can vaguely hear them asking if I should go over and check." Gabriel replied.

"Go! What are you waiting for?!" Ferrari scolded, "You don't have any flexibility in your work?"

"SIR, we have left the valley and are no longer in the designated location." Gabriel explained the reason.

Ferrari remained silent for a while, then extended his hand: "Give me the map!"

Soon, Jiang Feng handed over the electronic map.

Ferrari zoomed in on the southeastern part of the valley and examined each one carefully.

Finally, he pointed to a village mark on the map and said, "It must be here!"

"Oka Village?"

Jiang Feng scratched his head.

"Old squad leader, we came here. Someone must have stopped them in the valley. They just asked us to cooperate in the attack. But what's going on with that village?! He shouldn't be there!"

Ferrari stared at the map for a long time, countless thoughts and guesses running through his mind.

"Never mind! Let's go check it out first! There's no one here, we can't just wait here."

He stood up and waved his hand. "Order the two special operations platoons to deploy, with the left and right platoons advancing side by side. Send out the vanguard team for reconnaissance and head to Oka Village immediately!"

In Oka Village.

Song Heping leaned against the door of the room next to the corridor, listening to every movement with his ears pricked up.

He had a lot to think about.

For example, whether the enemy will eventually lose patience and use siege weapons such as M72 against you.

If that were the case, even if I had three heads and six arms, I wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Some things cannot be solved just by thinking about them.

It’s better to just do it than to think too much, and be flexible when encountering problems.

What kept lingering in his mind was the familiar voice that appeared in the enemy channel.

who is it?

How do I appear in the enemy's channel?

Could it really be someone from the CIA?

The man only whispered "mark" in response to the leader's inquiry.

This is a tactical phrase commonly used by the US military, meaning "command completed."

At that time, I was bending down to pick up the equipment on the corpse. This phrase was like a fleeting glimpse, but it definitely brought back my memory.

I must have heard this sound before.

I can't figure it out, so there's no need to think about it anymore.

Song Heping took a deep breath and touched the wound on his abdomen.

The pain seems to have decreased a lot now.

I finally feel much better.

boom--

Just when he was feeling good, there was a loud bang from the front door.

A ball of fire suddenly appeared at the gate, and the thick wooden door was instantly blown into pieces, and even the door pillars were broken into several pieces.

Directed blasting!

This time is much more violent than last time!
They're breaking the door!
The attack begins!

Without saying a word, Song Heping threw a grenade that he had already held in his hand towards the front door.

"Get to work, Willy!"

he yelled.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)