Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 121 Death Falls from the Sky
The Free Army commander Ebu lay behind the sand dune, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

There was no movement in Omaha.

Have you loaded the ammunition?

He glanced at the oil field area 600 meters away and became a little anxious.

So he took out the walkie-talkie and planned to contact the launch vehicle again to see what was going on. It was already this late and he was still dithering. He would definitely give Omaha a good beating when he got back.

bah—

A sudden soft voice broke the silence.

Ebu almost dropped the walkie-talkie in shock.

He quickly retracted his head.

"Who?! Who fired the shot?"

"Captain, it seems someone is firing from the direction of the oil field."

"Bairke is dead!"

Someone reported.

Bailk?
vanguard?

Oops!

Ebu's head suddenly started buzzing.

We had been planning a surprise attack tonight, but now it's over. The scouts we sent to the front for reconnaissance were killed, which means our whereabouts have been exposed.

People from the oil field will definitely hear the news soon and gather here for defense.

By then, the opponent will be prepared and the attack will lose its surprise.

"Each team will start attacking immediately!"

Eb decided to attack immediately.

After all, he was with more than 200 people, and the oil field was so large that the mercenaries responsible for security would probably be broken through the western defense line before they could react.

At that time, another round of Katyusha will be launched to blow up the facilities and mercenaries in the oil field, and the purpose of the raid will be achieved.

Therefore, when he issued the attack order, he did not forget to continue urging Omaha.

"Omaha, are the Katyusha rockets ready? Hit them hard!"

There was still silence on the other end of the intercom.

There is no response.

But the arrow has to be fired when it is on the string.

Ebu led his men to charge the oil area from different directions.

call out--

Suddenly, he heard the familiar sound of Katyusha rockets flying through the air.

This thing isn't fast, but it makes a lot of noise.

Eb looked up at the sky and saw a tail spewing fire in the night sky.

That was the tail flame of a Katyusha rocket.

"Good job!"

In Eboue's opinion, Omaha did not disappoint him after all, and rocket artillery support arrived.

"its not right……"

Ebu suddenly felt that something seemed strange.

The Katyusha rocket flying in the air seemed to have some problems with its flight trajectory.

It seemed that it was not heading towards the oil field area, but towards itself.

"careful!"

He shouted, warning his team.

That's when the rocket shells landed.

boom--

A ball of fire rose from the ground.

The explosion point was less than fifty meters away from the attacking force on their left wing.

"damn it!"

He quickly took out the walkie-talkie and started cursing.

"Omaha, what are you doing? Your rocket launcher almost hit one of our own! Bomb the oil field! Not us!"

It was still very quiet over there on the Katyusha launcher.

At this time, gunshots were heard from the direction of the oil field area.

Several militants who were at the front were shot and fell to the ground.

The mercenaries guarding the oil fields began to attack.

In the sky, the sound of Katyusha rockets breaking through the air was heard again.

call out--

call out--

call out--

Ebu, who was lying on the ground, raised his head and looked at the rocket again.

There were more rocket launchers this time.

More than a dozen flame tails appeared in the sky.

boom--

boom--

boom--

Rockets landed one after another.

This time it has been corrected.

But it is not a correction towards the oil fields.

Instead, they adjusted themselves into the militants' attack formation.

Hey!
Don't tell me yet.

The correction is quite accurate.

Under the rain of Katyusha rockets, the Free Army's offensive forces suffered heavy losses.

The Katyusha is a very noisy thing.

Not only is the flying noise loud, but the explosion upon landing is also quite powerful.

Suddenly, nearly twenty Free Army soldiers were blown into the air, and their bodies fell heavily to the ground.

"crazy!"

Eb realized something was wrong.

He took the walkie-talkie and started cursing Omaha.

"I'm going to shoot you! Omaha! Look what you've done! Look what you've done!"

bang——

Just as he finished speaking, another shell fell into the attacking team.

This time it wasn't Katyusha rockets.

You can tell at first glance that it's a mortar shell.

Eb's hair stood on end.

These mercenaries even have mortars?!

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

As the battle began, Ebu had already lost the courage to continue fighting.

In this situation, what's the point of playing?

His own Katyusha rockets were of no help. Not only were they fired at him, but the mercenaries in the oil field area also had mortars.

Both sides were attacking their own troops.

That's not how it works...

If they continue to fight like this, before they can reach the oil field operating area, the more than 200 people here will probably die.

The Free Army soldiers, who had been dazed by the explosion, turned around and ran away as if they had been pardoned, faster than rabbits when they heard Ebu's order.

On the distant tower, the hunter was too lazy to use his sniper rifle.

He is now just an observer of the artillery command squad.

The mortar position in the oil field had just conducted a baseline gun test, and he had already pinpointed the explosion point.

So the correction parameters were immediately provided to the commander of the artillery position on the channel.

"The first shot from the base gun just now missed by about 40 meters to the right." "Understood!"

After hearing the hunter's report, the mortar platoon leader immediately gave the order to fire a volley.

"Direction left 001, three shots, five shots!"

Everything——

Everything——

Everything——

Three 120 mortars continuously fired high-explosive bombs.

This was the first actual combat for the Cook Oil Field mortar platoon.

As the company commander, Ahmed was more concerned than anyone else and personally went to the artillery position to command the battle.

After all, his current monthly salary is $1000, which is considered a high salary in Irigaray.

If you don't show your worth now, when will you?

"Fire the 107 rocket launchers too! Fire a salvo!"

Ahmed seemed to have returned to his former army, where he was still a captain and company commander.

"Don't let any of them escape!"

The soldiers of the 107 rocket artillery platoon have been itching to try their hand at firing artillery since they saw others firing.

Hearing what Company Commander Ahmed said, the 107 rocket artillery platoon leader was as excited as if he had taken expired aphrodisiacs. He ran to his artillery position and shouted, "Quick! Fire a round of salvos!"

The 107 rocket launcher had already been set up.

In fact, all the elements have been installed long ago.

Just waiting for orders.

Whoosh whoosh—

Whoosh whoosh—

Whoosh whoosh—

The huge tail flame produced by the rocket launcher when it was fired illuminated the entire position.

The firelight illuminated every excited face.

This time, the overwhelming artillery shells were like a torrential rain.

The two artillery platoons fired two salvos. The hunter, watching the effects from the tower ahead, quickly called a halt in the chat: "Enough, enough! That's enough! Cannonballs are free, right?! Firing like this is such a waste! Infantry platoon, get in your vehicles and give chase. The artillery platoon can stop!"

Thick smoke filled the wasteland west of the oil field.

The ground was littered with the bodies of Free Army soldiers.

Some of the bodies were smoking, and some were on fire and roasting.

The air is filled with the aroma of meat...

Eb ran to his parking spot with the last few soldiers.

I was just blown two meters away by the blast from the mortar shell and was almost knocked unconscious.

Fortunately, several loyal subordinates carried him all the way to escape, thus saving his life.

"Get in the car! Run!"

Sitting in the back seat of the pickup truck, Eb's pounding heart finally settled down.

I'm so unlucky tonight.

Those mercenaries are so powerful.

How did they discover themselves?
It was like they already knew where I was coming from and from which direction, and even set up the guns.

Ebu even suspected that there was a spy in his team.

The pickup truck started and the driver made a sudden U-turn, ready to flee.

Snapped--

A bullet hole suddenly appeared in the car window.

The driver holding the steering wheel tilted his head and blood splattered on the windshield, making it blood red.

"There's an ambush!"

Eb pushed open the car door and rolled to the ground in a panic.

The other three men in the car also climbed out and hid next to the pickup truck.

"Have you seen where the enemy is?"

Ebu asked his men.

"Didn't see it!"

The men shook their heads in horror.

But before he could finish his words, his head suddenly hit the car body with a dull bang. A bullet hole appeared on his forehead and he immediately went limp.

"damn it!"

Ebu and two other men raised their assault rifles and fired blindly at the darkness in front of them.

Da da da--

Da da da--

Only after the magazine was emptied did the three of them begin to change magazines in a panic.

Just as the magazine was being changed, there was another sound of a bullet breaking through the air.

One of his men was heavily "nailed" to the car body, also shot in the head. He fell to the ground and died instantly.

"The devil...it's the devil!"

The last of his men finally couldn't stand this mental torture anymore. He threw away the gun in his hand, stood up and ran away.

After running more than ten steps, a bullet hit his back and went straight through.

He staggered, fell headfirst, and twitched a few times on the ground before he stopped moving.

There was only one Ab left next to the car.

Eb stood beside the car like a clay sculpture.

He didn't know what to do.

Fight back, there's no one in sight.

Run away...

There is already a model of escape in front of me.

It's still a dead end.

I don't know who the opponent is.

He guessed it might be the mercenaries in the oil fields.

But if they were mercenaries in the oil field, how could they have ambushed here in advance?

How did they do that?
In the end, Eb still couldn't figure it out.

Finally, he threw away his gun and fell to his knees.

"I surrender! Don't kill me! I surrender! Don't kill me!"

He roared at the top of his lungs into the boundless darkness, fearing that the God of Death in the darkness couldn't hear him.

Not long after, a dark figure slowly emerged from the night.

Ebu finally saw the other person.

Looks like a Chinese.

He had heard that the owner of the defense company responsible for the two oil fields was a Chinese.

"Don't kill me! I surrender!"

He kept repeating this sentence.

Lights appeared in the distance.

Densely packed lights.

Song Heping took a look.

Those are all headlights.

It seems that the hunters have arrived.

He walked forward, kicked the gun off the ground, and came to Eb.

"Boss!"

The hunter got out of the off-road vehicle, walked to Song Heping, looked around and then looked at Ebu who was kneeling on the ground.

"Just kill him."

"That's not necessary. Keeping him will be useful." Song Heping said.

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)