Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 179 Selfless Killing

On the roof.

Song Heping pushed away the corpse in front of him and whispered, "Sorry, buddy."

I'm quite sorry.

He was already dead, and now his body was riddled with shrapnel holes.

Fortunately, he is dead.

Anyway, it doesn’t hurt…

There was no time to think too much.

The militants on the rooftop of the next building must be looking over here to see if they are dead.

They would even jump over to see the body.

After all, the two buildings are very close, only two meters wide.

Now just wait.

Play dead and wait for them to take the bait.

Sure enough, a black shadow passed over the concrete fence and landed in front of Song Heping.

Song Heping's MK18 had already been aimed in the general direction.

Before the other party could stand firmly on the ground, Song Heping pulled the trigger.

Ta-ta-

It was still a very clean and neat shot that sent the opponent away.

The guy went to meet Allah before he could even react.

After killing the militant, Song Heping did not hesitate.

He judged that the militant across the building must be curiously waiting for the reaction from this side.

If he didn't see his companion stand up within two seconds, he would definitely know that he was dead.

He suddenly stood up, searched as quickly as possible, then aimed at the militant who was still looking over here and pulled the trigger, killing him with two shots.

After doing all this, Song Heping pointed his gun at the roof of the building next door and looked for about ten seconds.

No other militants were seen.

He didn't dare to conclude whether there was no one left.

Or maybe someone is squatting under the concrete fence and can't see clearly.

So he pulled two grenades off the body and threw them over.

boom--

Sure enough, several screams were heard from the rooftop of the building next door.

Song Heping was too lazy to check whether the guys on the opposite side were alive or dead.

What he had to do was to kill or maim the people on the rooftop opposite, making them unable to fight and stop them from interfering with him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he ran as fast as he could to the rooftop entrance, where there was a staircase leading to the floor below.

His goal was to clear the house of militants.

The training he received was that no matter what interference factors he encountered while carrying out his mission, he must clearly define the ultimate goal, eliminate unnecessary interference, and achieve the goal as quickly as possible.

I had just walked down one flight of stairs and before reaching the fifth floor when I saw two armed men walking up the stairs.

They heard some noise on the roof and wanted to come up to check what was going on, but they didn't expect to run into an evil star.

Song Heping kept his gun pointed in the direction of advance. When the two men appeared in the shooting range, they were immediately knocked down by his long burst of shots.

He quickly changed the magazine and continued on his way.

There was no one in the corridor on the fifth floor.

There are three rooms, one on the right and two on the left.

Song Heping entered the room on the right first.

There are two people inside.

But they didn't notice that the Grim Reaper was coming behind them.

They were shooting at the downstairs with guns.

Song Heping's footsteps were very light. He moved behind the two of them and pulled the trigger at one of them's head. The other seemed to have noticed something and turned around suddenly.

I saw a black muzzle of a gun facing me.

"Bye-Bye!"

After Song Heping finished speaking, he pulled the trigger.

The militant's head exploded and his body fell directly out of the window and onto the road.

The cook downstairs was startled. He looked at the body and then glanced upstairs: "Sang! Where are you?!"

Samir also kept shouting in the channel: "Boss, are you okay?!"

"Boss! Where are you?"

"boss……"

He has been calling out since Song Heping disappeared from the rooftop.

But Song Heping had no time to reply him.

We were all trying our best just now.

Only then did I have some free time.

So I quickly responded, saying that Samir was a loyal guy, but also quite annoying.

"I'm not dead... I'm upstairs right now. Stop arguing and wait for my news!"

Song Heping comforted the panicked Samir on the communication channel.

Then he left the room on the right with the gun in hand and started into the corridor on the left.

There are two doors on one side of the corridor.

It means two rooms.

Song Heping came to the door of the first room and began to observe slowly from an angle.

He saw a figure flash across the room and immediately stepped back.

Without knowing the situation, he didn't dare to force his way in.

It turned out that his approach was wise.

Just as I pulled back, the sound of gunfire like popping beans rang out in the room.

Da da da--

Several bursts of bullets flew out, hitting the door and the walls of the corridor, and dust flew everywhere.

Song Heping didn't say anything more and threw two grenades in one after another at lightning speed.

At times like these, combat is all about muscle memory and subconscious brain reactions.

There is no time for people to think too much.

Once you enter this kind of indoor combat, it is not as strict as in previous training.

These are not terrorists, these are former Revolutionary Guard death squads.

They were able to hold out in Mosul for so long, they must be veterans of many battles.

At this moment, I can only spell three words: fast! accurate! ruthless!

boom--

When the grenade was thrown in, Song Heping had already retreated to the corner of the stairs, using the corner of the wall as cover and began to wait with his gun in hand.

Sure enough, screams were heard from the room where the grenade was thrown, and an armed man came out of another room.

He heard the sound and wanted to come out to check.

He is the one who is Song Heping and others.

From his current position, he could already control the entire corridor.

But what Song Heping is most worried about right now is what’s behind him.

Walking down the stairs behind you is the fourth floor.

No one could guarantee that no one on the fourth floor would hear the noise and come up to check.

So we have to be quick!

Deal with everyone on the fifth floor as quickly as possible.

blah blah-

Song Heping shot the unfortunate militant with three bursts of shots, then rushed into the first room.

The people inside were injured in the explosion.

When Song Heping came in, they were shot in the head before they even had time to resist.

Song Heping basically aimed at the head. If the angle did not allow him to hit the head, he would hit the torso. Then he would move while shooting, and if he could see the head from the right angle, he would shoot again immediately.

The heartbeat is speeding up.

Song Heping entered a stage of excitement.

This is a normal reaction of the human body.

Blood, tension, killing...

Everything makes hormones and dopamine secreted like crazy.

During the selection training that year, the instructor said that if a soldier is performing actual combat missions in the future, being able to enter this state is like a person entering the best competitive state during a sports competition.

"No self!"

That’s what his instructor told him back then.

Song Heping once asked the instructor, what does it mean to be selfless?
After all, this word is too difficult to understand, as annoying as philosophy.

He doesn't like philosophy.

The instructor, who had experienced countless actual combat, explained: "It's as if you are the only one in the world. You only have your goal in mind. Anyone who stands in your way is an insect and can be killed!"

Song Heping got goosebumps when he heard this.

It’s a pity that I didn’t have the chance to try it.

Today, he seemed to have understood everything his instructor taught him.

After killing the three militants in the room, Song Heping squatted down and replenished two Soviet-made grenades on one of them, then walked out of the room.

Just as he was about to leave the room, he heard some noise.

So he leaned over and took a look at the stairs leading to the fourth floor.

Sure enough, two militants came up.

Song Heping threw a grenade directly.

Then he heard the other person's panicked scream.

Song Heping knew that he would be attacked from both sides and would probably be caught in a pincer attack.

There is still one room on the fifth floor that has not been completed.

The people on the fourth floor noticed it again.

He did not continue to chase the people coming up from the fourth floor, but threw another grenade after the first grenade exploded. The two militants on the fourth floor who had avoided the first grenade explosion wanted to take this opportunity to rush up, but they did not expect to see another grenade rolling down to their feet.

The militant at the front screamed, "Grenade!"

The person behind was a little slower to react and blocked the way, so the two of them rolled down the stairs.

boom--

The grenade exploded and the shrapnel hit the one who was running slower. He lay on the ground screaming in pain.

Song Heping on the fifth floor completely ignored the people on the fourth floor.

He turned around, raised his gun, and moved forward.

All in one go.

Sure enough, someone came out of the second room on the fifth floor.

He was immediately knocked down by Song Heping again.

His gun is fast!

Rapid Fire was among the top three in the selection team that year and took first place the most times.

The 203 selection is no joke.

That is the top special forces selection training.

Once again advance to the door of the second room on the fifth floor.

Is there anyone inside?

Or throw a grenade?
useless……

The other side heard so many grenades exploding.

I also knew that Song Heping had arrived at the door.

As long as you don't have a stupid brain, you are already prepared and have found a hiding place.

Song Heping threw it away anyway.

This was his last grenade.

boom--

After the grenade was thrown in, Song Heping half-knelt on the ground, trying his best to lower his posture.

After the grenade exploded, he leaned forward and pointed his gun into the house.

There was indeed someone in the room.

And just as he guessed, the gun was already pointed at the door.

Da da da da da da——

The other party was a little panicked.

The bursts are long.

It's almost like holding the trigger without letting go.

I can see that the other party is also panicking.

So many people died out there.

What's that monster in the corridor?

Unfortunately, he aimed at a place about one meter high next to the door, because he had a bad habit of pre-aiming, and habitually aimed at the approximate height of the human body, about the torso area.

When the militants in the room discovered that Song Heping had extended the muzzle of his gun from less than 40 centimeters away, they immediately lowered the muzzle.

But it's too late.

Song Heping fired.

The bullet hit the militant who was hiding behind a table.

Although only half of his body was exposed, it was enough for a sharpshooter like Song Heping.

blah blah-

Song Heping fired the first shot, then stood up and moved into the room.

He moved until he reached behind the table where the other person was hiding and shot him twice more.

After the fight, Song Heping didn't dare to stop for a moment, turned the gun around and left the room.

He glanced at the stairs leading to the fourth floor.

no one.

But he was sure that the other party was waiting for him on both sides of the corridor at the stair exit.

What?

One person simply cannot handle both the left and the right at the same time.

He returned to the room and collected all the grenades from the corpses. Then he took out a belt from his utility pocket, tied several grenades to it, and went to the window in the corridor on the fifth floor.

"Samir, are you still in the alley?"

"Boss, I'm here."

Sameer replied quickly.

Song Heping said, "I'm on the fifth floor facing the street. Now I want you to walk to the alley entrance and see how many militants are behind the windows of the building opposite?"

Samir did so, then quickly replied, "There are four windows firing."

"I'll count to one, two, three, and you fire at the person opposite you."

"it is good."

"one two Three!"

After Song and Heping finished counting, Samir suddenly stretched out half of his body from the corner of the wall at the entrance of the alley and fired fiercely at several firing points in the opposite building.

Song Heping glanced across.

The firepower from the opposite side was indeed attracted by Samir downstairs.

They shot at Samir.

But they didn't notice that a killer had already entered from the opposite building.

Song Heping raised his gun and started firing.

Ta-ta-

One.

Ta-ta-

again.

Ta-ta-

The third……

Thanks to the fact that his MK18 was equipped with a silencer, the people in the opposite building didn't notice that there was someone there at first.

By the time they discovered it, four people had already been killed.

"There's someone on the other side!"

A militant issued a warning.

Everyone was frightened and shrank back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Heping grabbed the string of grenades, leaned out most of his body, and threw them into the fourth-floor window!
Since the angle is very small, you need to throw very accurately.

But this does not pose a problem for Song Heping.

All he wanted was the moment when the people in the opposite building could dodge.

After throwing the grenade, someone in the opposite building reacted and started shooting at him with a gun.

The cook downstairs screamed, "Sang! Be careful!"

Song Heping quickly shrank back.

But it felt like he was shot in the back again.

Shrinking behind the windowsill, Song Heping felt a sharp pain in his back.

Still a little moist...

"Oh shit!"

He cursed inwardly, wondering if he was injured.

So he took off his tactical bag quickly.

When I looked at the tactical bag, I saw several bullet holes on it.

It was probably because he was shot several times when he climbed to the roof before, and now he was shot again.

Look at the wet area behind the tactical bag.

Song Heping's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He looked carefully, reached out and touched it, and it was water.

Fortunately it wasn't blood.

It turned out that the bullet not only penetrated the tactical bag, but also penetrated the water bag installed on the back of the tactical vest, which caused water to leak all over his body.

bang——

There was a violent explosion on the fourth floor.

A gust of air blew out of the window.

Screams were heard everywhere.

Song Heping got up and went downstairs with his gun.

The fourth floor was filled with smoke and confusion.

Song Heping couldn't see the person at all.

Of course, the enemy cannot see himself clearly either.

"Ah-ah-"

He heard a voice wailing in the dust.

Without thinking, Song Heping fired a burst of shots at the location where the sound came from.

An excellent silencer is a real good thing.

Amid the sounds of gunfire between Samir downstairs and the building opposite, the sound of gunfire from Song Heping's MK18 assault rifle was completely drowned out.

Song Heping killed his way forward and quickly cleared the entire fourth floor.

He continued to collect grenades.

This is an essential thing in CQB.

Without it, it would be difficult to even get in the door.

Suddenly, he saw an RPG rocket launcher.

"Cook! Organize and prepare for a strong attack!"

"There are several people on the first floor, guarding the door tightly. I can't get in!"

"I'll help you!" Song Heping said, "You and Bai Xiong get ready, as well as the soldiers from the Scimitar Battalion. Have them provide cover. When the rocket launchers on my side go off, charge!"

"it is good!"

The cook has been frustrated for a long time.

Song Heping almost swept the entire building by himself and couldn't even get through the door.

It’s so embarrassing!
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