Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 143 Watching the Fire from the Other Bank
The UH-1H helicopter turned its nose again and began to lower its altitude, and he had to cooperate with the machine gunner in the cabin.

Attacking the ground from the air is almost a dimensionality reduction.

It is obvious that the five guys on the ground who are desperately fleeing are seeking their own death.

The sniper Locke, who had been lurking on the commanding heights, was waiting for an opportunity.

He had to wait for the helicopter's nose to point in his direction.

The direction Wilson and his team were running just lured the helicopter into the trap. If they wanted to shoot Wilson and other team members, the helicopter's cockpit windshield would be facing them.

The night vision goggles have been switched to heat source mode.

When the helicopter turned its nose to chase Wilson and his men, Locke saw the two local pilots in the driving position of the windshield, who looked like two huge colorful balls in the infrared heat source mode.

Distance: 214 meters...

Wind speed: 3
Wind force: 4
Wind direction: Slant wind

bah—

Just as the machine gunner on the UH-1H helicopter began to fire at the ground, Locke fired the first bullet.

As expected of a member of "Watchmen".

The shot accurately hit the pilot on the left.

Although it is only a 7.62 caliber sniper bullet, it has a steel core.

Snapped--

There was a small hole in the windshield.

A stream of blood spurted out from the driver's chest.

The helicopter swayed momentarily.

The co-pilot quickly took control and stabilized the aircraft.

The machine gunner in the cabin was shaken violently, causing the muzzle of his gun to lose its aim and the first burst of bullets to miss the target.

Through the night vision goggles, you can see the bullet flying into the distance and hitting a hillside.

"There are snipers!"

The co-pilot yelled and yanked the joystick to make a sharp turn.

bah—

The second shot arrived.

Snapped--

A small hole appeared in the windshield again.

The co-pilot's head tilted to the side and his body twitched.

This time the helicopter was completely out of control, swaying in the air like a drunk, and finally its altitude became lower and lower until it crashed into the mountain.

boom--

The wreckage of the fuselage rolled down the hillside, bodies and debris were scattered all over the ground, flames rose up, and suddenly burned.

Locke smiled slightly.

"Boss, I got the helicopter."

"Come and meet up immediately. We have to evacuate. We can't stay here any longer. We've already contacted headquarters. We have to get out of the no-fly zone on our own. Someone will be there to pick us up."

"OK, I'll be right there."

Locke quickly put away his sniper rifle and his equipment, moving very quickly.

After finishing it, he started running down the mountain to catch up with his team.

I just got down to the foot of the mountain and ran a few steps.

Suddenly, he stopped.

"I was careless..."

Cold sweat oozed from the brim of his beanie hat, dripping...

A strange feeling emerged from the bottom of my heart.

Locke smiled bitterly.

That's the feeling of having a master hiding behind you.

He loosened his grip and dropped the sniper rifle.

Then raise your hands.

"Can I turn around?"

"OK. But don't do anything stupid."

The other party's voice was very low.

Very heavy.

Deliberately suppressed.

Locke slowly turned around.

Through the night vision goggles, there was a person standing under a tree more than ten meters away from him.

It’s also a ghillie suit.

The face could not be seen clearly because the other person was wearing a field scarf, covering half of his face.

He is not too tall, about 1.8 meters.

Armed with AK74 assault rifle.

Locke suddenly realized that the person who had just attacked the JAK special forces was the one in front of him.

"What a trick... FUCK! You're the one trying to sow discord. Who are you?"

Locke was a little unwilling.

He knew he was dead.

But I'm not willing to die like this.

He wanted to see who his opponent was.

"Haven't you been waiting for me here for two days?" Song Heping said coldly, "I really hate being chased after."

Locke suddenly drew his gun.

He had a P226 pistol on his right thigh, near his hip.

During normal training, his rapid-fire time from drawing the gun to firing is 1 second.

Unfortunately, the other party is faster.

bang bang——

Locke's head exploded and he fell straight down.

Song Heping approached quickly, dragged his body aside, and searched his body. There was nothing special, it was very clean.

He touched the thermite grenade, looked it over in his hand, and then thought for a moment before starting to act...

far away.

Wilson heard two gunshots.

It was the sound of an AK74 assault rifle.

They have received training in various weapons and have a certain memory of the gunshots produced when different guns are fired.

What's more, we heard this kind of gunshot just a dozen minutes ago.

"SHIT!"

He secretly said that something was wrong and quickly called Locke on the channel.

"Call Locke!"

no answer.

He repeated it again.

"Call Locke! Hear the answer!"

Still no reply.

An ominous premonition came over me.

"Go back and take a look!"

He felt something was wrong.

Everyone else also realized that something had happened to Locke, and followed Wilson back the way they came.

Soon, they found Locke.

Thirty meters away from the body, Wilson suppressed his immense grief, signaled all the team members to stop, and then made several tactical hand gestures.

It is better not to make any sound at this time.

The remaining four team members were divided into two groups and surrounded from the left and right.

If that damn enemy is hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity, going straight up will only lead to his death.

The two teams surrounded the area from both sides and conducted separate searches.

Only after they were sure the area was safe did the team members report to Wilson: "Boss, the area is safe! That bastard got away!"

Wilson's heart suddenly sank, as if he had punched nothing.

He would rather the other party was still lying in ambush nearby.

At least this way there's still a chance for revenge.

But the other party seemed unwilling to confront him head-on. Was he afraid of the Watcher?

But how can you dare to kill your own people if you are afraid?

What's going on with this person's thinking?

Strong or weak?

He doesn't believe in being weak.

Being able to kill Locke with two shots is not something that ordinary people can do.

Even top special forces guys are no better than this.

He ran over and squatted beside Locke.

Both shots that hit Locke were in the head.

Not only was his shooting accurate, but he was also extremely ruthless, with no intention of leaving anyone alive.

"FUCK!"

He wished he could find the enemy hiding in the dark and tear him into pieces.

just now!

immediately!

But he also knew that this was just a delusion.

Now I have fallen into a passive position.

The opponent is the active one.

I was being watched from the dark.

What's even more terrifying is that the opponent is likely the one who sabotaged Team A's operation and kidnapped Hassan in Bratjon.

When did the Persian special forces become so powerful!?
The other team members came back.

Except for two people on guard, the rest of the people gathered around Locke.

No one spoke.

After a long while, Scott asked, "What do we do with the body?"

Wilson knew it was too risky to take the body away now.

Turkey's JAK special forces will arrive here at any time and must be evacuated immediately.

Carrying the bodies of teammates will slow down the process and no one will be able to escape in the end.

"Let's deal with it right here."

He said lightly.

Scott wanted to turn the body over to look for the thermite grenade.

"careful!"

Wilson seemed to notice something.

He pointed cautiously at the body.

Scott suddenly understood.

He slowly put his hand under the body, feeling around, then suddenly looked up at Wilson and nodded.

"There's a booby trap!"

Wilson breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, there was a booby trap.

That enemy hiding in the dark is so hateful!

And very cruel.

This is the rhythm of catching all these people in one fell swoop!

damn it!
As long as I can escape, I will never let the other party go!
Wilson swore secretly in his heart.

The two men worked together, one turning over the body while the other held the grenade.

Finally, the body was turned over, and Scott got the grenade and put the safety pin back on.

"All right."

Scott wiped his sweat.

Wilson also let go.

The body turned over...

Those present heard a very slight metallic scraping sound.

bass--

Such a familiar voice!
"Grenade!"

Wilson exclaimed.

Several people quickly rushed to the side.

Their response was extremely quick.

The grenade delay is generally more than three seconds.

This detonation speed can definitely be avoided.

boom--

There was an explosion.

Wilson had taken cover behind a tree.

He heard screams.

"what--"

It's Scott!

what happened! ?
Scott didn't avoid the explosion?!

He turned out from behind the tree and was stunned by the scene before him.

There were flames all around.

Everywhere.

The tree where he was hiding was also set on fire in several places.

In addition to Scott, striker Philip was also rolling on the ground not far away, with several burns on his body.

He understood instantly.

That's a thermite grenade!
The booby trap has two layers.

The first layer is the grenade under Locke, which is just a cover, a deception!

The second level is fatal!

The thermite grenade should have been tied with a thin wire and placed in a hidden place, perhaps on a tree trunk or in the grass.

One end of the string is tied somewhere on the body, perhaps to a finger, or a belt around the waist...

Too poisonous!
He rushed to Scott's side and pulled out a survival knife.

"Hold it!"

After tearing off Scott's clothes, Wilson gritted his teeth and cut off a large piece of flesh from Scott's shoulder, along with the thermite.

This is the only way to deal with this thing if it sticks to your body. If you hesitate for a moment, it will burn through your body and turn your bones to ashes!

On the distant mountain, Song Heping put down the telescope in his hand, turned around and quickly disappeared into the jungle.

The sound of helicopter propellers was heard again in the sky.

The flames had completely attracted the JAK special forces members who had just arrived nearby, and they saw the explosion.

"There they are! Over there!"

With almost no effort, the fire from a thermite grenade explosion at night can be seen clearly from several kilometers away.

The purpose of Song Heping setting up this booby trap was to completely trap Wilson and his men into being trapped by Turkey's JAK troops.

Only when they are stuck will they have a chance to slip away.

Everything is perfect.

Song Heping ran all the way, in the opposite direction of the "Watchmen" team's escape.

After running for a distance, he found a secluded place and hid there.

Then wait there quietly.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that he heard gunshots.

The Watchers definitely engaged in a firefight with the JAK special forces.

Not long after, he heard another helicopter flying overhead.

It seems that the JAK special forces have also come out in full force.

The "Watchmen" shot down one of their helicopters, and these people wanted to eat Wilson and his men alive.

Now that the two tigers are fighting, Song Heping is safe.

He continued towards the Persian border.

According to predictions, the border patrol troops previously deployed there will certainly gather here frantically, and the border is actually the safest place at this time.

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)