Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 222 The Dropped Locator
Nicky's happiness didn't last more than two hours.

Because Tom is here to report again.

"Major, they've entered the town and seem to have changed vehicles. We can't see them anymore!"

"How can it be?!"

Nikki turned to look at the drone footage.

At this time, the MQ-1 Predator was still in the air and the camera was aimed at the town.

But as soon as Nikki saw the picture, he knew something was wrong.

This small border town in Afghanistan is nestled in the mountains and is an important hub for border trade.

Although the town is small and the streets are narrow, the bustling crowd surges like a tide.

The streets are bustling with traffic and pedestrians. Because this place is located on a plateau and the ultraviolet rays are strong, roadside vendors like to set up awnings to block the sun.

This results in the fact that you can't even see the road when looking down from the air, and occasionally you can see the moving roof in the gaps.

Because this is a place for border trade, there are quite a few motor vehicles here.

Although the Nissan SUV is very easy to identify here, the drone lost its target when the Nissan car that Song Heping and his companions were riding in entered the town.

The flight controller far away in Nevada had no way of locking onto the target in such an environment.

They could only helplessly inform ISA that they had lost it.

"Flight control has reported that they are unable to lock onto the Nissan SUV and have lost it."

Tom spread his hands helplessly.

Nicky immediately went berserk. "FUCK! What are these drone controllers supposed to do?! Haven't they ever tried to lock onto targets in complex scenarios during their training?! Damn it! We lost them here... They should be almost at their destination!"

Getting angry is of no use in solving problems.

After venting his anger, Nicky still had to face reality.

"Let the drone fly around the town and lock onto and scout any vehicles leaving. See if you can see through the windows or windshields to see who's inside!"

"Yes, Major."

No one dared to ask a single question about what Nicky said now.

Tom didn't want to touch the tigress's butt.

"correct!"

Nicky seemed to remember something.

"Where's the signal?! Didn't we have a signal tracker before? Look where it is now!?"

"The signal disappeared..."

Tom informed Nikki regretfully.

"Just disappeared five minutes ago."

"What a coincidence!"

Nikki grabbed her hair in despair.

……

Just as the command center was going crazy, in a warehouse in a border town, Song Heping kept looking at his watch.

Rabbani walked up to him and asked, "Hula asked me to ask you, what's wrong with Mist? Why is he still in the bathroom? If he doesn't come out, I'm going to send someone to break down the door."

Song Heping looked at Hu La. Hu La raised his wrist and pointed at his watch, indicating that time was running out.

"Oh shit."

Song Heping cursed in his heart.

This Mister is indeed a cause for concern.

When this guy got here, he rushed into the toilet and didn't come out.

Song Heping guessed that he wanted to take out the locator.

After all, Lao Sai is really unreliable in that place.

Just imagine, if a hard object like a lighter is stuffed into your body and it is bumped around on a rough dirt road for more than two hours, it would be considered lucky if it doesn't bleed.

Along the way, Song Heping would glance at Mist from time to time, paying attention to his expression.

This guy is really sweating.

Halfway through, Hula also noticed it, and asked Mist with concern whether it was too hot and the air conditioner temperature was too high, and considerately lowered it by two degrees.

Unfortunately, only Song Heping understood why he was sweating.

Besides, more than two hours have passed, and the microbattery hidden in the lighter is probably about to run out of power.

Mist probably wanted to remove it by turning it off, preserving some power, and then turning it back on to mark the location when he reached his destination. "Tell Hula that my friend has a stomachache."

"Ok."

Rabbani had no choice but to go back and deal with Hula.

After all, he is now in the same group with Song Heping and the others.

Saying that Mister had a stomachache was actually an excuse, at least that was what Song Heping thought.

But Mist really had a stomachache.

The lighter in his body kept poking his rectum inside his buttocks. He didn't know if it was because of this, but he felt like he was going to poop all the way. Now that he had arrived in the small town, he couldn't wait to solve his physiological problem.

After he rushed into the toilet, biting the toilet paper, and ejaculated at the fastest speed, he suddenly remembered something very serious, so he quickly braked and closed the gate.

But it was too late...

Mist looked down and saw that in the pit of manure beneath his feet, there was still a small half of the lighter equipped with a locator floating in the sewage, like an unfortunate person about to drown.

"FUCK!"

Mist subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab it.

But I quickly gave up the idea.

Because the lighter was two meters away from him in a straight line, he couldn't reach it.

The only way to get the lighter back is to jump down now.

But the pit is too narrow...

So he could only watch the most important positioning device slowly sink into the sewage and wave goodbye to him.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

The sudden change made Mist completely lose interest in shitting.

He looked around, trying to find a handy tool to retrieve the lighter.

You know what, he really found it.

Because the toilets here are surrounded by fences made of small wooden sticks.

Mist was overjoyed and quickly took out a cigarette as a salvage tool. He actually lay down beside the pit, enduring the pungent stench and making a final attempt to rescue the lighter in the pit of indescribable things.

But the stick is too small and the pit is too big.

I fished around for a long time, but found nothing except some indescribable things.

clap clap-

Someone knocked hard on the toilet door several times.

The simple fence gate seemed a little shaky.

Mist heard someone shouting outside the door, but couldn't make out what they were saying.

But from the sound of it, it seemed like he was urging me to come out quickly.

On one end is the life-saving lighter, and on the other end is the urging from outside.

Mist felt like an ant thrown into a pan of hot oil.

When there were two consecutive knocks on the door and Mist's stick still had no effect, he threw the stick away angrily and stood up roaring.

"OK! OK! I'm out! Hurry up!"

In the end, he could only wipe himself clean, pull up his pants, open the door and walk out with an angry face.

When we got back to the warehouse, the car was already waiting.

Hula told Song Heping that they were not far from Nebastei, but for safety reasons, they had to change cars.

The new car was an old Volkswagen box car, commonly known as a van, but it was very old. The back half had been sawed off and converted into a trunk, covered with canvas.

Everyone got on the bus, and Song Heping saw two rows of homemade seats on the left and right sides of the car.

Hula did not sit with them, but sat in the passenger seat at the front of the car.

As soon as Mist got in the car, he quietly told Song Heping that the locator was lost.

Song Heping was shocked.

Because after the car is changed, the drone may not be able to recognize the car.

If the locator is lost, it means that he and Mist have lost the last contact with the ISA headquarters far away in Kandahar.

Things suddenly became complicated, and a grim situation once again faced Song Heping.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)