Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 641 Alive
The population of Hexiye Village is not large, with only more than 30 households.

In its heyday, there were more than a hundred households living here.

However, after Shadamu's downfall, this place did not become more "free", but even the most basic safety could not be guaranteed.

After a few years, some fled, some ran away, and only about 30 households were left.

The air in the village was filled with the smell of blood.

In front of a small house, three armed men with guns entered the house and searched inside and out. One of them guarded the door while the other two went inside.

After searching the house for a while, one of them grew impatient and complained, throwing up his hands. "I don't know what the boss is thinking. Hasn't this place been searched before? Everyone's already rushed to the open space in the middle of the village. We've searched twice before, so how could there be anyone here?!"

Another person warned: "Speak softly, or you'll be in danger of losing your life if someone hears you."

The militant who was complaining wanted to say something more, but in the end he didn't dare to say anything.

He walked to the table, feeling furious.

They were brought here late at night, a lot of people were killed, and now they have to search every house for living people.

So annoying.

He wanted to go back to the base and sleep early.

When he passed by the table, he couldn't help but kick it away to vent his anger.

The table flew out and hit the wall with a loud noise.

The militant who was keeping watch outside the house thought something had happened and rushed in with his gun.

Seeing that it was his accomplice who was venting his anger, he immediately started cursing: "Sudani! What are you doing! You scared me!"

"fine……"

Sudani, who kicked the table, knew he had done something wrong, but he still said nonchalantly, "I accidentally tripped over the table..."

Before he finished explaining, he suddenly stopped talking: "Huh?"

Where the table had been kicked away was covered with a tattered and dirty blanket.

Because a corner of the table was accidentally lifted when I kicked it just now, something black was revealed underneath.

"Bring me the flashlight."

He squatted down and called out to his accomplices.

"Abdullah! Hurry up! There seems to be something here."

He reached out and touched the exposed black object and found that it was a piece of wood.

"There seems to be something here!"

Sudani cried out in surprise.

A flashlight was quickly brought and shone on the ground.

Everything is clear.

It was indeed a piece of wood, and it looked quite old, with the surface blackened.

"There must be something down there!"

Sudani is a veteran, so of course he knows what it means when such a board suddenly appears on the ground.

For safety reasons, he didn't dare to get too close, but carefully used the muzzle of the gun to press the edge of the board, trying to lift it open.

It turned out that the wooden board was stuck very tightly, and it seemed that there was something tied inside.

Sudani tried several times but failed to get it right.

Finally he stood up and fired several shots into the wooden board in anger.

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After three shots, screams were heard from under the wooden board.

"Come out! Come out now! Or I'll shoot you!"

No need to ask.

Hearing screams means there are people hiding down there.

typical.

This is not uncommon in villages in the Northwest.

This is also the reason why the leader of this team asked his men to search more carefully.

"If you don't come out, I will beat you all to death!"

As he spoke, the impatient Sudani could no longer hold back and fired a few more shots at the tunnel entrance.

"Don't shoot, let's get out, let's get out."

A woman's voice came from under the wooden board.

Soon, the wooden board at the tunnel entrance was pushed open.

Then a terrified woman raised her hands and crawled out from underneath.

Then there is a...

two……

three...

In the end, there were four women and two children hiding inside.

After capturing these living people, Sudani seemed to become more energetic.

He excitedly waved the AKM assault rifle in his hand, almost pressing the muzzle against the woman's body. The woman had never seen such a scene before, and she screamed in fear like an antelope surrounded by lions.

"Get out! Get out!"

Sudani motioned the women and children to go out.

The boss must be very happy that we found so many people this time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but grin.

At the corner of a house not far from the door, Song Heping quietly retracted his head.

"Hunter, I'll leave the lookout at the door to you. Disaster Star, you take care of the one at the back, and I'll take the one with the gun."

"clear."

"understand!"

Just as Sudani drove a group of women and children out of the house and came to the open space in front, suddenly, a strange sound of breaking air was heard in the air.

Snapped--

A 7.62mm bullet pierced the head of the militant who was watching at the door.

His skull was easily shattered, and a mass of brain matter mixed with blood sprayed onto the earth wall behind him. He immediately fell down like a toy figure that had lost its power.

Another militant on his left, before he could figure out what was happening, turned around to see why his accomplice suddenly fell to the ground.

However, he didn't expect that a tall dark figure emerged from behind the house in front of him on the right, and fired two bullets from the silenced pistol in his hand.

chi chi-

Both shots hit the head, accurate and swift.

At this time, Sudani was still immersed in the joy of catching a living person.

Two accomplices beside him fell to the ground one after another.

But he didn't hear any gunshots.

But he saw the disaster star coming out from the right.

The distance between the two sides was only about fifteen meters.

Sudani quickly turned the gun around and opened his mouth to call out.

chi chi-

He just turned around when he felt a sudden shock on his hand.

Then the gun in his hand fell uncontrollably to the ground.

Sudani looked down in horror to see what was going on, only to find two bullet holes in his hands.

One hit the palm of his hand, penetrated and hit his AKM gun body, directly knocking his assault rifle away.

Another shot hit the elbow joint accurately, and the bullet was probably stuck inside, causing him to feel severe pain when he tried to raise his hand, and he had no control at all.

He seemed to want to yell for help.

His accomplices were in the open space in the center of the village more than a hundred meters away.

As long as you shout, the other party will definitely hear you.

But when he opened his mouth he realized something was wrong.

A dark shadow jumped out from behind like lightning, hugged him and threw him up, grabbing his legs.

Sudani just did a dog-like shit-grabbing, his face hit the ground, and his mouth was filled with yellow sand and dirt.

Song Heping came up and locked his throat. Jiang Feng and others came over and hugged his hands and legs. Someone even stuffed a field scarf into Sudani's mouth.

In less than five seconds, Sudani was carried into the room.

He was completely confused. The people in front of him did not look like American soldiers.

But one can tell from the tactical uniform he is a professional military personnel.

"Go and take care of the women and children. Don't let them scream. If you want to survive, you have to listen to us."

"it is good!"

After Jiang Feng turned and left, Song Heping had someone drag Sudani into the innermost room and then closed the door.

He asked Sudani, who was sitting on the ground with his crotch wet with fear, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Before Sudani could answer or consider what means the other party would use against him, Song Heping had already revealed his hand.

The pistol was pressed against Sudani's knee, and the trigger was pulled.

The feeling of having your meniscus shattered is worse than death.

Sudani howled like a slaughtered pig, but his mouth was stuffed so tightly that he couldn't even scream. All he could make was a low "woooo" sound.

This time, Song Heping moved the muzzle of his gun upwards and pointed it at the center of Sudani's eyebrows.

"I'm going to take the thing out of your mouth now. You only have one chance to answer me. Remember, just one chance. If you don't answer honestly, you'll die. If you scream and shout, you'll die too. Do you understand?"

Sudani nodded repeatedly, beads of sweat the size of beans falling from his forehead.

Song Heping reached out and pulled the field scarf out of Sudani's mouth.

"Go ahead and tell me the answer."

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)