Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 170 Unique Welcome Ceremony

In order to successfully complete the Mosul operation, Song Heping's wallet was bleeding heavily.

Everyone replaced their armor with the latest split-type bulletproof vests and then purchased MOLLE modular loadout accessories.

The advantage of a split-type bulletproof vest is that you can freely configure different plug-in plates and remove various equipment hanging on your body without taking off the bulletproof vest. It will be more comfortable when lying down in an ambush and it will not be uncomfortable. It is also very convenient to reach out and take out small things.

As for guns, the Queen insisted on using her SVD sniper rifle, but Song Heping suggested that she upgrade the scope.

Fortunately, Harvey has a complete range of accessories, and finally the Queen upgraded her scope to PSO-3.

The Hunter gave up his usual M24 sniper rifle and replaced it with the Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle, forming a medium and long-range fire support combination with the Queen.

Disaster Star became the only machine gunner in the team, but he no longer used the RPD light machine gun. Instead, he followed Song Heping's advice and chose an American-made M249 light machine gun.

Cook and Gray Wolf gave up their Soviet-made weapons and purchased M41A assault rifles plus a full set of tactical accessories.

Given the special nature of PMCs (private military companies), they are a group of people who are highly paid but are essentially temporary workers.

They are not organized into the military, and do not receive the same follow-up benefits as regular soldiers if they are injured or disabled. Some receive a one-time pension when they die, while others receive nothing at all.

So they basically don't wear the same standard camouflage uniforms as the US military.

They typically avoid wearing overly conspicuous military uniforms to avoid becoming targets of militants. Their tactical equipment tends to be low-visibility, and they try to choose civilian-friendly tactical equipment, such as solid-color tactical clothing and vests, to reduce their visibility and improve their concealment in crowds and cities.

If someone saw a mercenary wearing full-body US military camouflage appearing on the streets of Irigo, everyone would definitely think that this guy must be crazy!
It's no different than having a "Shoot Me" sticker on your forehead.

Therefore, most mercenaries wear sunglasses and solid-color short-sleeved shirts, solid-color tactical trousers on their legs, and at most a tactical vest.

When it comes to tactical vests, they will not choose JPC, which is something that only real special forces can get and is very expensive.

In many cases, mercenaries mostly use the Black Hawk AK chest mount, which is a relatively common, cheap and durable tactical pendant. More low-cost mercenaries simply hang a pendant similar to the Type 56 belt on their upper body and go to work directly.

Speaking of guns, most of the time, mercenaries working in Irigo would not be foolish enough to buy M4A1 assault rifles, nor would they spend a lot of money on a full set of tactical equipment to bundle their guns into a conspicuous Christmas tree.

The reason is that cheap AKMs can be found everywhere in Irigo. Most of them are new guns with good quality. Most of them come from Eastern European regions such as Romania. It is not impossible to use them by adding a dovetail groove and installing a white light scope.

They will definitely not install a bunch of AN/PEQ15 laser designators or something like that like in the movies. That's what the American Bald Eagles, who are stupid and rich, use to indicate the direction of missile bombers in the sky. Can a poorer PMC call for air support at will or have missiles for you to point to the target?

No.

No hair at all!

If you don't like Soviet-made assault rifles like the AKM, there are many German-made G3 assault rifles available for purchase.

Although the G3 is a bit heavy, its quality and accuracy are first-class, and its price is only slightly more expensive than the AKM assault rifle.

Although the fixed monthly salary of $10,000 to $20,000 for mercenaries from large companies may seem high, most of the senior mercenaries who receive this salary are from countries such as Britain and the United States. They come here not because they really like fighting, but because they have wives, children or family members at home and a pile of bank bills waiting to be paid.

It would take more than one salary to buy an M4A1 assault rifle plus a full set of tactical accessories, not to mention that many of them are low-income freelance mercenaries whose salaries are far from the level of employees of companies like Blackwater and Spartan.

There are mercenaries who are willing to use the M4A1 assault rifle, such as some core operations teams of Blackwater. Most of these people perform difficult, high-paying, and concealed missions, and occasionally need to operate with US special forces. Therefore, they use the M4A1, a mainstream US military equipment, to gain more convenience in ammunition adaptation.

When fighting a war, supply is a very important factor that must be considered.

In order to join the Navy SEALs for training, Song Heping decided to set off early.

The destination this time is a US Army Warrior Camp located about 5 kilometers outside the city of Mosul.

Everyone was already familiar with the road from Bakda to Mosul. This time, two modified off-road vehicles were used. Samir was the driver of the front vehicle, and the rear vehicle was the Gray Wolf. The two vehicles used radios to communicate with each other.

The journey was quite smooth and we didn't encounter any attacks.

As soon as we entered the Mosul area, we could see black smoke rising from the distant buildings through the car window.

The resistance forces here have been engaged in a three-month tug-of-war with the US military.

To date, the US military has not been able to fully control Mosul.

Gradually, buildings could be seen outside the car. It was no longer a desolate desert, but the town had long been shattered by the war.

Once bustling streets now stand empty, their ruins bearing witness to the brutality of war. Buildings have been bombed beyond recognition, and the streets are littered with rubble and debris. Children stand beside the rubble, watching the traffic pass by, their eyes filled with fear and confusion. Many of them may have lost loved ones and homes in the war, forced to face war and life alone at such a young age.

The adults rummaged through the ruins, looking for anything that was still usable, even a piece of wood or a kettle that hadn't exploded.

During the war, these were the few possessions of the Irigos.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, the surroundings were gloomy, and the smoke obscured the blue sky, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

Occasionally, an attack aircraft would fly low, heading off into the distance like a swallow. When it reached the target, flames would emerge from under its wings, and rockets would leave streaks in the air. Deafening explosions would sound in the distance, rumbling and echoing in my ears.

Following the guidance of the GPS, the off-road vehicle entered the block. Everyone became nervous, opened the safety and held the gun in their hands.

The streets and alleys were filled with the smell of gunpowder and the air was filled with the scent of death.

Occasionally, a few pedestrians were seen passing by. Each of them was ragged and haggard. They lowered their heads and did not look at the mercenary convoys armed to the teeth. They walked hurriedly among the ruins, looking for hope of life.

By the time we arrived near the Warrior Camp, night had finally fallen and the city became even quieter and darker.

It was pitch black all around, with no lights.

When the Warrior Camp's camp finally appeared in the distance, it was the only place nearby with electricity supply, and the camp was surrounded by Esco explosion-proof walls.

This thing is also called modern gabion mesh. It is made of mesh galvanized steel and polypropylene inside. The large opening is like a big bag. When soil is filled in with a forklift, it becomes a thick wall. The US military mostly uses this defense system when setting up camps in Irigaray.

There were guard towers at each corner of the camp, each equipped with searchlights that constantly scanned the wilderness outside. Those lights were like wandering ghosts in a post-apocalyptic purgatory. The machine guns mounted on the towers and the American soldiers on duty reminded everyone that the war was still going on. When the SUV arrived at the gate of Warrior Camp, a Bradley truck with a roof-mounted machine gun was already trained on Song Heping and his men.

The American troops stationed here are a mechanized battalion of the Army. They set up an explosion-proof corridor at the entrance. Only by passing through this corridor can one enter the camp. There are also two checkpoints set up before and after the corridor. The soldiers are all facing a serious enemy.

Song Heping noticed that there were two trucks on the road at the entrance of the camp, with only the chassis left. They looked like the wreckage of some failed suicide attack. It was estimated that these soldiers were scared by the bombing, so they looked at everyone as militants.

Following the soldiers' instructions, everyone got off the bus and handed over their documents and paperwork.

After a careful inspection, another soldier came up to test the vehicle. Only after confirming that there were no dangerous explosives did he make an OK gesture to the soldier operating the machine gun on the Bradley fighting vehicle.

Just the two procedures of entering the door took a full ten minutes. After entering the camp, a large number of simple tents and wooden houses appeared in front of us. American soldiers could be seen standing guard and maintaining their tanks everywhere.

The camp is not small, so after entering the gate, I soon saw a signpost there with arrows pointing to different areas in the camp.

Warrior Camp is divided into five areas, ABC, DE. Areas ABC are the barracks areas for combat troops, Area D is the logistics support warehouse area, and Area E is a comprehensive area where the command department, camp canteen, and shops are all located - yes, there are shops here, and they are still run by the century-old AAFES company.

Wherever there is the US military, there are such military-industrial complex enterprises.

They are like sucker fish parasitizing on sharks. As the US military, a huge war machine, fights for interests all over the world, they will attach themselves to this huge army and fatten themselves by gnawing on food scraps.

According to Colonel Curtis's instructions, Song Heping must first find the highest commander of the camp, Lieutenant Colonel Mendes.

The lieutenant colonel was of German descent with a stern face. When he was found in the command tent, he looked very unhappy.

"Why are you here at this hour!?"

His question left Song Heping at a loss as to how to answer.

The latest check-in time is before 6:00 p.m. tomorrow.

Song Heping looked at his watch.

The time is half past six in the evening.

That means it's a full day early.

Is it wrong to do it early?

"We set out this morning and didn't dare delay along the way."

Song Heping originally thought that Lieutenant Colonel Mendes was dissatisfied with him and his men for arriving too late.

Unexpectedly, the lieutenant colonel pointed to an electronic alarm clock on the table and said, "It's dinner time! No one can take you to your tents. So, take care of yourselves tonight. Come to Ronnie tomorrow to get your camp passes and meal cards."

He pointed outside, jabbing his finger to the left.

"Her tent is just to the left of the entrance, and she's in charge of these formalities."

After saying that, he picked up the pen and quickly signed the document.

"Take this to Ronnie tomorrow."

After saying that, he stood up, picked up his hat, put it on his head, and called Song Heping and the others: "The restaurant is open for dinner, go have something to eat, and after you finish eating, I'll have someone take you to where you'll stay overnight."

After hearing what he said, Song Heping finally realized that his arrival had delayed his meal time...

Although I was already feeling a bit nervous, I still said thank you and said to the cooks, "Let's go and eat first."

The group followed Mendes out of the command tent and headed towards the restaurant.

The restaurant looks very large and is a simple wooden structure. The service of AAFES is quite good. Small colored lights are hung around the structure, which flashes and has a bit of American style. There are also various American-style graffiti painted on the walls of the structure, which has quite a charm.

"You don't have a meal card tonight, so you'll have to pay for your meal yourself. That's only tonight. If you get a card tomorrow, you can eat for free. But if you want to improve your meal or buy something delicious, you'll have to pay for it yourself. There's a convenience store and vending machines inside..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Song Heping suddenly heard a strange hissing sound in the air.

He shouted, "Bombardment!"

Then he grabbed Samir beside him and lay down as quickly as possible.

boom--

Less than two or three seconds after everyone lay down, a violent explosion was heard, and a huge fireball rose from the restaurant more than 30 meters away. The air wave blew away the roof and some boards, and fell all around like raindrops.

pat-

Something fell in front of Song Heping, less than a meter away from his head.

He looked closely and suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

That's a leg.

Legs cut off below the knee.

Calf...

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