Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 677 Killing Red Eyes

Chapter 677 Killing Red Eyes
In just over ten seconds, Song Heping's Falcon Special Operations Platoon had suffered heavy losses.

The attacking teams in all four directions were attacked unexpectedly.

These guys are very well hidden.

And I don't know when he has been hiding here.

Now Song Heping had no time to think about where these guys came from. Maybe they had been following Baghdadi for a long time and had been waiting for an opportunity.

“Someone fell down!”

"Lucia's been shot!"

"Group 3 needs support!"

"Their firepower is too strong, we are trapped!"

Gunfire rang out.

All the bodyguards in Baghdadi's yard reacted at this time. They did not dare to run out of the yard, but ran directly to the roof and fired their guns at the Falcon Special Operations Platoon mercenaries downstairs.

At this time, all the soldiers in Song Heping's special operations platoon were in extreme danger and were attacked from both sides at the same time, leaving Song Heping no time to hesitate.

"Where are they hiding?"

Jiang Feng was standing opposite Song Heping.

At this time, he led the company's core combat team, which was the most powerful team, including Disaster Star, Collins, Klein and others.

But no matter how strong their fighting power was, they were helpless at this moment.

The other party is in the dark, and you are in the light.

Moreover, their equipment is no worse than that of the "Musician" defense team, and they have the initiative and advantage.

Song Heping felt tremendous pressure.

He must make a judgment in the shortest possible time and send out the core team.

Not only send them out, but also send them to the most suitable position, find out where the opponent is, and then counterattack.

"Shh-"

Song Heping asked Jiang Feng not to speak.

He closed his eyes and began to listen.

Jiang Feng was so anxious that he wanted to jump off the building.

It was already this late, and his old squad leader was actually half-closing his eyes like an old monk in meditation.

This is a war!

One second determines life or death.

The four special operations platoon attack groups were now stuck in the quagmire, and in just over a minute, several people had been killed or injured.

The firepower team was beaten so badly that they couldn't even raise their heads.

The opponent's sniper's marksmanship was extremely fierce and accurate. One person in the firepower team was shot in the head, and the others were suppressed in the hiding place and could not move at all.

Sweat oozed from Song Heping's forehead and slid down in big drops.

The surrounding terrain map kept flashing in my mind.

terrain……

Any tactics cannot be separated from the use of terrain.

When the enemy ambushed me, they must have made tactical predictions beforehand, judging which buildings I would use, where to set up attack positions, and where to deploy snipers.

The hunter being shot in the head says it all.

Perhaps, Agent Post had already been targeted after entering here to monitor Baghdadi.

It's just that they don't know it at all.

A special unit that can do this must be at the national level.

CIA?

ISA?

seal?

delta?
Or "Watchmen"?
Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, and my thoughts were in a mess.

Song Heping must find the approximate location that the other party may control in the memory map in the shortest time possible.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and stretched out his hand towards the disaster star: "M320."

Disaster Star was stunned for a moment, then immediately took off the M320 grenade launcher hanging on his back and handed it over.

Song Heping turned on the safety, walked to another window, and stood behind the wall beside the window. The screams and calls of the Falcon Special Operations Platoon soldiers continued to come from the headphones.

There can be no chaos.

Can't be distracted.

You have to hit the target with one shot.

Otherwise, there is no way to survive...

At this time, the "musician" mercenaries were like falling into a big net that had been set up long ago.

If you want to get out, you have to cut a hole in the web.

After taking a deep breath, Song Heping suddenly dodged out, his eyes swept out the window, and in just a few seconds, he had locked onto the building that he had already fixed on his mind many times.

It was a four-story building.

It's only two hundred meters away from here.

The M320 grenade launcher is within the range of more than meters.

If the enemy wants to get a good view, the sniper position must be set up in an open and high place.

There is the best option.

Pass--

Song Heping aimed and attacked as quickly as possible!
A grenade flew out of the chamber.

Song Heping immediately retreated behind the wall without waiting for the grenade to explode.

"All teams, immediately release smoke bombs and throw incendiary sticks. Find the nearest cover. I will lead the core team to eliminate the enemy. Wait for my orders."

"Fireteam, immediately find a suitable location to observe the grenade explosion point, and then report whether the impact point is concentrated on the roof of the four-story building at the 2 o'clock position!"

"Yes!"

The fire team responded quickly.

The hunter's voice suddenly rang out: "The enemy sniper must be on the fourth floor of that building. I just saw a machine gun over there. Boss, we must kill them, otherwise we will all be trapped here and die!"

"I see."

Song Heping turned to Jiang Feng and said, "Jiang Feng, Collins, and Klein, the three of you follow me. Disaster Star, go up to the rooftop and take care of the hunter. Grab your machine gun and wait for my orders. Once I've cleared the sniper point, immediately begin attacking the enemy's other firepower points and suppress them!"

"What about Baghdadi? He'll definitely flee once the strike team withdraws!"

Jiang Feng expressed his concerns.

"No matter what, my brothers' lives are more important! Talent is the most important!"

Song Heping was actually heartbroken.

This special operations company, which he had spent so much money and effort to train, had finally produced this group of elite South American mercenaries.

In today's battle, I don't know how many precious treasures will be killed.

"Fuck me!"

He started swearing.

Jiang Feng knew something was going to happen when he heard this.

Song Heping rarely curses.

Once you start insulting someone, it means you want to kill that person.

After going down to the first floor, Song Heping did not go out through the main door, but turned to a window in the side hall and climbed out from there.

There was a narrow alley outside, and after observation, it turned out that no one was ambushing here.

Because this is a dead end alley, no one would think anyone would come out from here.

The gunfire continued.

Everyone in the town hid at home and no one dared to go out.

Song Heping directly broke open the window of the neighbor next door and crawled in through there.

The room was dark, but with the help of night vision goggles, the movement was not hindered in any way.

The man of the house tiptoed downstairs with a wooden stick in his hand and faced Song Heping and the others.

Several guns were pointed at him.

The man was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

Song Heping warned in Arabic: "It has nothing to do with you, I was just passing by, go back to sleep!"

The man understood the brief words, turned around and slipped back upstairs with the wooden stick.

Several people walked through the house, and Song Heping began to move through the building based entirely on the terrain he remembered.

Soon we left the house and turned into an alley.

Jiang Feng followed behind Song Heping, and his heart was in his throat when he saw him running so fast.

At this speed, there is no time to search and move forward.

If there are several enemies lying in ambush around the corner or somewhere else, the whole team will be in danger.

But it's just magical.

Song Heping has a natural and super memory for topographic maps. No matter how complicated the terrain is, he can remember it in his mind after looking at it once and will never go wrong.

During the training camp that year, it was because of this unique skill that even Instructor Lei gave him a thumbs up countless times.

"stop!"

Song Heping, who was running in the front, suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fist, making a tactical sign language for "stop moving forward".

Jiang Feng and the other three immediately stopped and followed Song Heping.

Song Heping slowly moved to the corner of the wall, stretched his head to take a look, then retracted it and made a series of tactical gestures to the people behind him.

"Three people, 10 o'clock position, 2 o'clock position, one on the left and two on the right, assault rifles, Jiang Feng, prepare grenades."

Jiang Feng quickly took out the grenade and pulled the ring.

Song Heping also took out a grenade, pulled out the pull ring and signaled Jiang Feng to come closer.

Jiang Feng tiptoed to Song Heping's side, and the two of them stood side by side. Then Song Heping whispered, "Delay for two seconds."

Then hold up three fingers and slowly retract them one by one.

After receiving the last one, the two men released the shrapnel, delayed for two seconds, and then leaned out at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, throwing the grenade.

Two seconds later, a scream was heard.

"Grenade!"

One more second.

There was an explosion.

boom--

Boom - "GO!"

Before the explosion landed, Song Heping had already stepped forward with his gun.

Jiang Feng followed closely behind, one on the left and one on the right.

Collins and Klein followed out in a group of two.

Two groups, one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right.

blah blah-

Several enemies who had been injured or stunned by the explosion fell to the ground with a groan.

Song Heping continued to advance, and when he passed by the bodies of those people, he swung the muzzle of his gun lightly and shot them in the head.

Ahead, a small four-story building came into view.

The other party had already become alert, and at this time shouting was heard from inside the building.

Song Heping rushed in and leaned against the door.

An enemy in black rushed out.

Song Heping shot him twice in the head.

The man died, but his body took two steps forward and fell to the ground.

Jiang Feng threw the second grenade inside tacitly.

boom--

There was an explosion.

Collins threw one next.

boom--

This time there were screams.

This means that the enemy dodged the first time, but tried to attack the second time, but was tricked.

Long-term combat coordination has enabled the four of them to have a tacit understanding.

After the two explosions, Song Heping gestured to Collins and Klein.

Then he took Jiang Feng around the back of the house.

Collins and Klein filled in and kept an eye on the door.

Most buildings have front and back doors.

If the front door is attacked, the people at the back door will naturally have to come out, or go to the front door to provide support.

Song Heping walked for a while and stopped at the corner.

As expected, two black shadows appeared in front of him in very coordinated manner.

blah blah-

Song Heping and Jiang Feng opened fire in time.

The opponent's reaction was extremely fast, one of them slid directly and fell to the ground to shoot.

Song Heping's gun was faster, he lowered the muzzle and followed closely, shooting directly in the head.

But two bullets still hit the bulletproof vest.

"Grass!"

Song Heping bared his teeth.

This batch of bulletproof vests is good stuff provided by ISA.

Not injured, but a little shaken.

At this time, the dopamine in the body has been secreted crazily.

The excitement aroused by killing grows as wildly as the weeds in the wild in spring.

Bloodshot appeared in Song Heping's eyes.

Push forward!

Another one appeared. This time, the other party was very smart. He leaned forward, fired two shots, and then hid.

A piece of the wall next to Song Heping was blown away.

He quickly fought back, firing continuously.

The other party was forced back into the house.

Jiang Feng took the opportunity to throw a grenade through the window next to him.

Sure enough, the opponent was forced to rush out to fight.

boom--

The gust of air caused by the explosion and the rushing black shadow appeared in sight.

Song Heping had already hidden behind a pile of bricks by the wall, waiting for this moment.

blah blah-

A single shot sent the opponent away.

There was no time to examine the body to find out the other party's origins.

Push forward!

Keep pushing!

Song Heping made a sign to Jiang Feng.

Then guard the door.

Jiang Feng threw a grenade inside.

The moment he threw it in, Song Heping turned and left, quickly turning to the window on the other side of the room.

boom--

An explosion sounded and the half-closed window was blown open.

Song Heping peeked in from the edge of the window.

There were three people inside, hiding in the corridor behind the living room.

This window is within the other party's sight, and going in would mean death.

At this time, Jiang Feng at the back door had already engaged in a blind shoot with the opponent.

This kind of shooting can't do anything to anyone else, it just delays time.

But what Song Heping wants is time.

He turned around and continued searching along the wall.

Soon, he found another window.

Looking in from here, it's already behind the three people.

One of them is responsible for guarding this direction.

Song Heping took advantage of the exchange of fire between Jiang Feng and the other party, when the latter's attention was slightly diverted, and raised his gun to shoot a burst of shots at the person in charge of the back hall.

The guy collapsed against the wall.

Song Heping shouted in the channel: "I'm coming in!"

Jiang Feng at the back door immediately realized something and started shooting into the house again.

Song Heping climbed up the window and jumped in.

One of the other party noticed and turned around.

Song Heping was on the windowsill, which was a very unfavorable position.

The narrow road meets the brave to win!

If you fear death, you will die.

Song Heping immediately raised his gun and shot.

blah blah-

Both sides' assault rifles were equipped with silencers.

Song Heping was shot again.

My forearm hurts a little.

I can’t control that much!

Rush!
The last enemy on the first floor is now in a pincer attack.

He couldn't leave his hiding place and go to the back hall because Jiang Feng was watching at the back door and he would be shot if he came out.

But two of his accomplices were killed, and it was obvious that someone had entered the back hall.

He quickly took out a grenade and wanted to throw it into the back hall.

As soon as he pulled the ring, his vision went dark and Song Heping came straight towards him.

"FUCK!"

He didn't expect Song Heping to be so crazy!
A normal person, after killing a spearman and knowing that there is another person alive in his position, would think of a way to stop for a while to prevent others from taking the opportunity to attack him. After all, he has already taken the initiative, so there is no need to rush and continue to advance riskily.

But Song Heping is not a normal person.

He just keeps going without stopping and just rushes up to do it.

Do it to your face!

He didn't have time to react normally, letting go of the grenade in his hand to reach for the gun.

Too late.

The distance was too close, so Song Heping pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the other person's forehead and shot.

puff--

Snapped--

There was the sound of gunfire in front, and the sound of bullets hitting the inside of the FAST helmet in the back.

"Grenade!"

Song Heping issued a warning and turned to throw himself into the corner.

boom--