Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 115 You want to learn? I'll teach you.

Only when he arrived at Cook Oil Field did Song Heping know what kind of life Rice had been living before he took over.

As soon as I arrived, I saw workers from Wood Company clearing the wreckage in front of a collapsed tower.

Look around, there are traces of shelling everywhere.

After asking the engineering supervisor, I learned that the Free Army had launched a fierce attack here two days ago and used artillery to carry out intensive bombardment here.

Song Heping saw some shell debris on the ground, so he picked up a piece and took a look.

"It's fragments of a Katyusha rocket."

After reading it, Song Heping handed the fragment to the cook.

The cook is Russian and is very familiar with this stuff.

There are still some Russian markings on it.

"Yeah... it's Katyusha."

Song Heping said, "Do you know why I must destroy the Freedom Army?"

He pointed around and said, "This area hasn't recovered yet. If production were to resume, these places would be filled with inflammable and explosive materials. A few Katyusha rockets would have disastrous consequences. Not only would everything be reduced to rubble, but if they hit an oil well, the fire would never stop."

"Yes..." The cook had to admit that this was true.

Artillery bombardment is especially difficult to defend against.

Although Katyusha is outdated and has a maximum range of only 8.8 kilometers, its maneuverability is strong. It can be pulled to any location within ten kilometers outside the oil field and fire a salvo within 15 minutes. After the salvo, it can be manually towed away and run away. You can't find them even if you want to.

The cook suddenly realized that Song Heping's level of military combat was too high.

He saw the key point at a glance.

There's no way to stop these bastards from causing trouble.

Rather than being passively beaten, it is better to take the initiative.

If you try to mess with me, I'll just uproot you.

The newly recruited reinforced company of local mercenaries is already in place.

The equipment has also arrived.

The second company of local mercenaries is stationed at the Cook Oil Field.

Three infantry platoons, equipped with AK47 assault rifles, PRD light machine guns, and RPG rocket launchers.

Each platoon has a heavy machine gun squad, armed with DShK heavy machine guns.

In addition, artillery positions were set up in the oil field.

The reinforced company is composed of a 107 rocket launcher platoon and a 120 caliber mortar platoon.

Each company has 5 military trucks, which are responsible for transporting soldiers for maneuvers.

A small ammunition depot was set up in the oil area, which was enough for the company to fight a small battle lasting a week.

The complete infantry company configuration adopted the traditional three-three system, and the tactical approach was entirely formulated by Song Heping.

Several people went to the company to check and found that the newly recruited soldiers were standing in the open space in front of the dormitory, pointing and talking about the cannons and heavy machine guns.

Seeing Song Heping coming, the second company's commander Ahmed blew the whistle.

All the local mercenaries came running over and lined up.

After forming up, Ahmed, a man in his forties with a gray mustache, came over to report to Song Heping: "Boss, the Second Company has assembled. What are your instructions?"

Song Heping walked over to a 120mm mortar, lifted the muzzle cap, looked at the barrel, and then asked Ahmed: "Is the weapon in good working order? I don't need to help with maintenance, right?"

Ahmed quickly replied, "Of course not, boss. We in the Second Company are all veterans with relevant expertise. We don't need boss's instructions on maintenance. I will ensure it's completed."

"Whether it's a gun or a cannon, they all need to be cleaned every day." Song Heping followed his old routine perfectly. "A gun is a soldier's second life. I don't think you need me to repeat it. Now I just want to test whether you are as familiar with the use of these weapons as you said. How about this? Bring the targets, drive out the car, and let's go out into the field and try it out."

"Yes! Boss!"

Ahmed turned and ran to lead the team.

Seeing Ahmed's obedient attitude, the cook smiled and asked Song Heping: "This guy looks pretty good, a bit like a soldier."

"A former captain in the government army," Song Heping said. "He's been unemployed since the army disbanded. He's a bit old, so no one wants him as a bodyguard. I think his qualifications are okay. He participated in the first Gulf War and has combat experience. So, his age is fine."

In fact, Song Heping did not reveal the deeper meaning of his decision to let Ahmed take the position of company commander of the second company.

This group of 300 newly recruited local mercenaries was partly recruited by Samir and partly by Ferrari through recruitment notices.

When Song Heping was compiling the list, he placed the people recruited by Samir in the first company and the people recruited by Ferrari in the second company.

Ahmed and Samir did not know each other.

His salary is not as high as Samir's, only one thousand dollars a month.

Although it is considered a high salary in Yiligo, it is nothing compared to Samir.

Currently, the Musician Defense Company has 350 local mercenaries. If all of these people were recruited by Samir, they would become the dominant company.

When Song Heping was a child, he read in history books that the emperor would not allow a dominant force to exist in his court.

It is necessary to divide them into several forces so that they can check and balance each other.

The consequence of a monopoly is that all of one company's assets will be exposed in a matter of minutes and it will be overthrown by those below it.

Samir himself is a localist, while his own defense company only acts for profit, which is essentially different from Samir's direction.

It is necessary to make general preparations in advance. Only by being prepared can we ensure long-term stability.

Ultimately, what is tested in being a boss is the skill of employing people. If you employ the wrong people, no matter how capable you are, you will end up in a dead end.

Xiang Yu is a good example.

Never lost a battle.

Strategy never wins.

In the end, he ended up committing suicide by slashing his throat at the bank of the Wujiang River, and Liu Bang reaped all the rewards.

After half an hour.

In an open space not far from the Cook Oil Field, Song Heping and the cook were each looking at a target in the distance with a telescope.

blah blah-

Gunfire continued.

This is already 200 meters away.

The target is a half-body target.

Song Heping watched the bullet holes appear on the target one after another, put down the telescope and said to the cook, "Look, the individual qualities of these veterans are quite good. They basically don't need to be retrained."

The cook also put down the telescope: "Not bad for a shot."

Ahmed ran over and reported: "Boss, we're done. Are you satisfied with the results?"

Song Heping nodded and said, "This shooting skill is pretty good for infantry. You can try the artillery. Draw a circle 3000 meters away, and then set up the artillery position here. Have your soldiers fire at the target. I want to see how good your artillery skills are."

"Yes!" Ahmed saluted Song Heping with a confident look on his face. "Don't worry, 3000 meters is no problem! The soldiers in the artillery platoon were all selected by me. They used to be artillerymen. Some of them, like me, have also participated in actual combat! Back then, we fought together to Kove..."

"OK OK."

The cook stopped Ahmed from blowing his own trumpet.

"A hero never brags about his past achievements, but later on, weren't you guys blown to pieces by the American army?"

Ahmed's face immediately turned red.

Song Heping gave the cook a look.

Talk about people without speaking their pain.

This cook...

I don't give any face to people I don't like.

What a bad temper!

"Ahmed, go set up the target circle. I'll see if you can use the cannon."

"Yes!"

Ahmed saluted again.

He felt that Song Heping was much better than the bald guy next to him. This bald guy was really a piece of shit.

After the target was set up, Ahmed had people build a grave-like pile of stones in the target circle to simulate a bunker.

"3100 meters away—"

"Base gun, high-explosive fragmentation rounds, fire!"

Pass--

Following the order from the platoon leader of the artillery platoon.

A 120-caliber mortar shell was fired.

Everyone's eyes quickly moved towards the distance, and the onlookers also stared at the target ring on the slope that was vaguely visible in the distance.

After a long time, a ball of fire burst out on the right side of the target circle on the slope.

“It’s off.”

The cook grinned and said, "I told you not to brag. Look, it went sideways, didn't it?"

Song Heping said nothing.

Because this mortar model is old and not advanced.

The key point is that they rely on old-fashioned abacus to calculate the parameters, and the distance is also estimated by eye. It is said to be 3000 meters. Because it is on a slope, the parameters have changed a little.

The artillery platoon leader just now ordered the base gun to fire one shot, which was actually a test shot.

Each platoon has a reference gun, and all test firings are fired from the reference gun. The commander will then make calculations and corrections based on the point where the shells land.

It is not uncommon for a shot to hit the target on the first shot, but only if it is an expert or if a computer is used to calculate the trajectory like the US military does, the success rate will be greatly improved.

The cook didn't understand these things. He had just been in prison and thought that he would hit the target with one shot, otherwise it would be inaccurate.

Sure enough, the platoon leader was calm and recalculated after looking at the impact point.

"Direction right 002, sight unchanged, fire three shots at a time!"

Hearing this command, Song Heping knew that he was sure that his calculations were correct, otherwise he would not have fired a full volley.

Pass--

Three shells were fired.

Everyone's necks and eyes once again followed the general direction of the shell and looked into the distance.

bang——

Three balls of fire exploded in succession in the center of the target circle.

All the salvos hit the target.

The cook didn't make sarcastic remarks this time. He curled his lips and said, "It's okay."

Ahmed came to take credit again: "Boss, are you satisfied?"

Song Heping shook his head: "It's okay, but not too good. You need to strengthen your training..."

The cook nudged him with his elbow. "Shells are expensive."

Song Heping said, "We bought a lot this time. Can you please stop being so stingy? You're not even willing to use the shells for training. The guns are just scrap metal in your hands!"

Ahmed said: "Although it was not the first hit, it was very accurate."

Song Heping didn't say anything. He went straight to a 120 mortar, dismantled the gun mount, pulled the barrel out of the base plate, walked to the side, grabbed the barrel with both hands, and aimed the baseline on the muzzle at the target circle in the distance.

Then he raised the barrel high...

The people around looked at Song Heping in amazement.

I don’t know what the boss is going to do.

"boss……"

Ahmed thought his boss was angry and was going to throw a cannon.

Benedict——

Song Heping rammed the gun barrel vertically downward, and the mortar at the bottom of the barrel was rammed directly into the soil.

Then he pushed the barrel forward with both hands. After pushing it forward, he extended a finger and placed it on the edge of the muzzle, slowly pushing it forward a little bit more...

Everyone present watched this scene as if it were a magic show, and had no idea what Song Heping was doing.

Finally, Song Heping finished the correction and shouted: "Charge No. 2, high explosive bomb."

Ahmed personally ran to the ammunition box to take out a shell, screwed on the fuse, pulled out the safety pin, and installed two propellant bags at the tail. He then ran over and handed the shell to Song Heping.

Song Heping held the gun barrel with his left hand, took the shell with his right hand, and then gently placed the shell into the gun barrel...

"What does he want to do?"

the cook asked Ahmed.

Ahmed shook his head.

When most of the shell had entered the barrel, Song Heping finally released his right hand.

The mortar shell slid into the barrel with a puff.

The cook screamed, "Oh my God!"

Pass--

The mortar shell hit bottom and flew out.

A cloud of smoke rose beside Song Heping, and the gun barrel was directly knocked into the ground by the recoil, with at least one-fifth of it submerged.

Everyone stared at the target circle in the distance.

bang——

A moment later, there was an explosion in the target circle.

“I actually…got it…”

Ahmed felt like he was dreaming and couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

Does this work?
A gun barrel?
Direct hit!?
Crazy, this is...

Song Heping stopped performing and said to the mercenaries beside him, "Dig out the gun barrel."

Returning to everyone, Song Heping asked, "Do you see it now?"

"I see. Boss..."

"Do you understand the difference?"

"understood……"

"Are you all convinced?"

"Impressed……"

"If you obey, practice hard."

After saying that, Song Heping turned to the cook and said, "Let's go back to the oil field."

After getting in the car, the chef was still savoring the thrilling shot he had just had.

He couldn't help but ask Song Heping, "What kind of magic did you use just now? You didn't even need to set up the cannon and just shoot? And you didn't even need to calculate the shooting parameters?"

"What's so strange about this?" Song Heping said, "It's a very simple thing."

"What's this style of fighting called?"

"Mortars are easy to shoot." Song Heping teased the cook, "You want to learn? I'll teach you!"

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　In addition: Simple shooting is a skill that only mortar experts can master, and it really exists.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)