Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 651 Samir's Counterattack
Samir’s first feeling was that God had come down to earth to rescue him.

Of course, he quickly dismissed this magical idea.

But who is saving himself?

Who is shelling the front-line headquarters of the I5I5 armed forces?

His thoughts became confused again, and his CPU was about to crash.

"Sir, this is our best chance to break out. Let's run!"

Rahman's voice came from the intercom, but to Samir, who was lost in thought and confusion, it sounded as if it was a whole strange world away.

Finally, he suddenly woke up.

"No! We can't break out now!"

"what?!"

This time it was Rahman's turn to think he was deaf.

“Not breaking out?!”

"Right!" Samir said with certainty, "We must fight back now! If someone is helping us, then this is our best chance to strike back. If we don't fight back and instead run away, we'll trap the person helping us! This is not the way friends should behave!"

"Friends? You mean, we have friends helping us?!?"

"No matter whether they are or not, they are now attacking the front-line positions of the I5I5 armed forces. They are our allies!"

Samir's mind suddenly became clear at this moment.

When he made up his mind, all the fog dissipated and his mind became as clear as a mirror.

No matter who it is, I have to help out!
We must never let the people who helped us fight against the entire I5I5 force alone.

"Attention all companies! Concentrate towards the western exit. Assemble as quickly as possible. Rahman will then lead a fierce counterattack against the I5I5 headquarters outside the town. One company will be responsible for the flanks and block any reinforcements coming to the I5I5 headquarters. We must not allow them to cross the blocking line until we capture their headquarters and defeat the enemy in front!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Various responses soon came from the intercom.

After giving the order, Samir breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up his assault rifle and said to his personal guard, "Let's go to the west exit and cooperate with Rahman and the others to launch a counterattack."

The barrel is hot.

Song Heping has already fired at least six shells using the simple mortar shooting method.

The barrel was already heating up.

In the past, when we were training simple shooting, we usually fired three shots.

After three shots, the barrel was already warm. Now after six shots, the temperature outside the barrel is vaguely over 60 degrees.

He knew that after a few more shots he would probably have to stop shooting.

Otherwise, the barrel will get so hot that you won't be able to hold it.

This is the weakness of easy shooting.

It can be used for emergency purposes, but not for long-term shooting.

For long volleys, rapid fire, etc., you still have to mount the gun.

"Collins, what's happening to their command post?!"

"The command post has been destroyed, but they have a lot of people. I guess they are trying to figure out what happened."

"They'll come to their senses soon. Keep guiding them. Kill as many as you can!"

"Okay, adjust the impact point of the last bullet twenty meters to the right..."

Song Heping gently moved the barrel, estimated some precision values, then took the shell sent by the disaster star and stuffed it into the muzzle.

Pass--

Another mortar shell was fired.

At this time, Jiang Feng, who was setting up the artillery on the side, also began to frantically fire all the shells he found.

Soon, Jiang Feng spread his hands and said, "No more shells!"

Song Heping looked around: "Can you find anything useful?"

"I've already looked for it, but it's gone!"

The disaster star spread his hands, expressing his helplessness.

Just now, Song Heping and Jiang Feng, one setting up a cannon and the other firing simply, quickly used up the shells they found at the beginning. It was Disaster Star who ran to the pile of dead bodies and dug out a few undamaged 100 mortar shells, which allowed them to hold on until now.

"Alright, they'll probably figure out the artillery position has been taken soon, so we should move."

Song Heping threw down the cannon barrel, then picked up the gun and said, "Let's go, let's meet up with Collins and the others. We must fight in a mobile manner and cannot stay in one place. The enemy has too many people, we have to fly a kite!"

Kite flying is actually a guerrilla tactic.

You are running in front, and the enemy is chasing and searching for you from behind.

It's similar to flying a kite.

"They found us!"

Just when Song Heping and others had run less than a hundred meters, Collins' voice came from the headphones.

"Retreat, don't resist, drive over and join us."

Song Heping made a decision immediately.

There are only six of us now, and we absolutely cannot fight against the other side head-on.

Although the command center of the I5I5 unit has been destroyed, the contact between their attacking forces around the town of Lavo has been temporarily lost.

But these people are not fools after all. They will eventually wake up and look for the people who attacked them.

Once surrounded by hundreds of people, the six of them would not be able to withstand it even if each of them was as powerful as Rambo.

"OK! We'll come find you right away. Where are you?"

"Go towards the artillery position!"

"OK!"

After a while, the two bulletproof Lincolns appeared in front.

After rushing in front of everyone, Song Heping waved his hand.

"boarding!"

The car door opened and everyone rushed in.

"Where to go!?"

Collins, who was sitting in the driver's seat, asked Song Heping.

"Circle around Lavo Town! We are more mobile now, and they can't catch up with us."

The car turned around and started to circle west towards Lavo Town.

But soon car lights appeared from behind.

“These guys have cars too!”

"It's an armed pickup truck!"

"Hunter! Kill their machine gunner."

As Song Heping spoke, he opened the skylight, then leaned out half of his body and picked up the MK18 assault rifle.

In the darkness, he relied entirely on night vision goggles to capture the target's figure.

Suddenly, Song Heping discovered that the headlights of the other vehicle he was facing actually affected his observation.

So he put up the night vision goggles and started seeing with his naked eyes.

"I can't see them, the headlights are too bright!"

Hunters face the same problem.

"Use your naked eyes!"

Song Heping turned off the night vision function on his scope, stepped aside, and began to aim using the daylight scope.

Looking out from the view in the mirror, he suddenly felt a familiar feeling in his heart.

That was the nighttime hidden target shooting that I practiced when I first joined the army.

The small light bulb on the target will flash for five seconds.

You must shoot and hit the target at a distance of 150 meters within five seconds.

The car lights now looked like that familiar looming, flashing target.

It's much easier to aim at than a flashing target.

blah blah-

blah blah-

Song Heping fired at the car lights.

I5I5 armed forces have the same weakness as ordinary local armed forces.

Their night vision equipment is not advanced.

Smashing their headlights is like poking their eyes out.

Sure enough, the lights of the lead car went out immediately.

The convoy was in a panic.

bah—

bah—

The hunter fired continuously.

The car went out of control and the driver was apparently shot.

The vehicle shook twice, zigzagged a few times, and because it was going too fast, it suddenly flipped sideways, and the whole car flew up into the air...

At this time, the machine gunners in the other two vehicles in the three pickup trucks chasing behind realized that something was wrong. Although the Lincoln SUV was driving with the lights off, they did not bother to aim. They grabbed the grip and fired blindly at the front, scattering bullets like raindrops. As long as one bullet hits, they will get a reward.

Seeing the other party shooting, Song Heping felt a little numb in his heart.

He knew clearly that the other party couldn't see him.

But I'm afraid that the blind cat will catch a dead mouse.

"Hunter! Get rid of the opponent as quickly as possible!"

After saying that, Song Heping aimed again, but this time he didn't aim precisely.

Because time is too tight.

Life and death are between Mount Sumeru.

Whoosh whoosh—

The feeling of a 12.7 caliber DShK machine gun bullet passing over your head is heart-wrenching.

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)