Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 224 Clearing the Place
"Where's my old friend?!"

Adrian is in a good mood today.

Walking into the tunnel filled with a musty smell, he had no idea that he was about to get into big trouble.

"I heard he's in the loading room." Hazard, who was accompanying him, shrugged and said, "He seems very anxious."

"Really?" Adrian was a little surprised. "My friend doesn't seem like an impatient person."

Chatting along the way, Adrian came to the loading room. Everyone entering here had to wear a gas mask, and he was no exception.

After putting on the mask, the door was opened and Adrian walked in front and entered the loading room first.

"Old friend!"

A man in a gas mask came towards him and opened his arms towards him.

The other party spoke English.

Adrian was not familiar with this voice.

Just as I was lost in thought, there was a sudden noise from behind.

He turned around suddenly and found someone standing behind the door, staring at him and pointing forward.

"who are you?"

An ominous premonition suddenly came over me.

"Something's wrong..."

He reached for the pistol at his waist as quickly as possible.

At that moment, something hard pressed against his chest.

Before he could turn around, two 9mm bullets pierced his chest.

Hazard, who was standing by, had not yet reacted when he saw two bloody holes in Adrian's back. Two pools of blood spurted out and he immediately fell to the ground.

The man who came up to greet him raised his hand and pointed the gun at him.

"Do not……"

There was no time to beg for mercy, as Song Heping on the opposite side had already pulled the trigger.

bah—

The bullet passed through Hazard's head and splattered blood all over Mist behind the door.

"FUCK! Watch your shot! You almost hit me!"

He exclaimed.

Everyone in the loading room was dumbfounded.

The second in command, Hu La, was holding two white bricks in his hands. He was dumbfounded when he saw Song Heping suddenly draw his gun and attack two people.

When he reacted and wanted to touch his gun, he found that he didn't have it with him.

That's right.

He really didn't have a gun.

He has guards protecting him along the way, and this is his territory.

Who would ever think of carrying a gun?
It's too late.

He seemed to understand.

The two people in front of them were not their clients at all.

It’s not Mr. Han who came from Gilstein to pick up the goods.

In less than two seconds, Song Heping's gun had already turned and pointed at him.

"Han..."

Just as he said a word, Song Heping's bullet arrived.

bah—

Hula fell on his back, collapsed straight onto the ground, and died instantly.

A worker from the revolutionary brigade in the loading room was the first to rush over.

But not as fast as bullets.

Song Heping aimed his gun at him and fired.

bah—

Another person fell.

The rest of the loading workers were completely panicked.

The brave ones rushed forward roaring, while the timid ones hid in the corner.

Song Heping was not polite either. He shot at the workers who were at the front and knocked them down.

In this place, at this moment, there can be no hesitation.

Everything had to be clean and efficient, one bullet had to kill a person.

When Song Heping opened fire to clear the scene, Mist had already pounced on Adrian's body and took away his pistol and bullets.

The two men started killing in the loading room.

The guards outside the door were also stunned when they heard the gunshots.

They couldn't see into the workshop, but they were banging on the door outside, shouting, "Open! Open!"

After a long pause, one of the guards remembered that he had the key and reached into his pocket for it.

The key that is usually easy to find is like a naughty child at this time and can't be found no matter what.

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Seeing this, the other guard took two steps back, raised the assault rifle in his hand and fired at the door lock.

Da da da--

Da da da--

Da da da--

Three consecutive shots were fired, but the iron gate remained motionless.

"let me!"

The guard who couldn't find the key gave up looking for it.

Anyway, the door lock has been broken, so there is no way to open the door with the key.

He took a few steps back, then rushed forward and kicked the door hard with his right foot.

Bang—the huge rebound force bounced him back more than two meters, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

"They locked themselves in!"

The stupid guard finally realized what was going on, but it was too late.

The gunfire in the workshop seemed to have stopped.

The guard outside the door felt creepy.

The supreme leader and second-in-command of the revolutionary brigade were both inside.

Are they all dead?
Thinking of this, the guard went crazy. He raised his gun and fired at the door again.

Unfortunately, the 7.62mm caliber bullet still scratched the door made of steel and wood.

The loading room is a very important workshop, so the iron door here is very sturdy. When it was designed, it was considered that if any accident occurred, the people in the loading room would be able to close the door and hold on until reinforcements arrived.

Therefore, the steel thickness of these two doors reaches one centimeter, which is completely impenetrable. Unless it is a 12.7mm caliber heavy machine gun, it is absolutely impossible to penetrate the door.

The whole cave was in commotion.

Many people were startled when they heard the gunshots.

The guards in the underground factory began to search for what went wrong.

Soon they found the loading room.

However, no matter how many people there are, they are helpless in front of the sturdy door.

"Go quickly, find a heavy machine gun, or an RPG will do..."

"No RPG! There are Type 4s in there, and if they start a fire, it'll destroy the place."

"The boss and the second-in-command are already in there, why would they care about the stuff? Let's blast them open first!"

Finally, there is a little leader who is more sober.

It’s already this late, and you’re still thinking about the goods?

It is a blessing from Allah that we were able to rescue the boss alive.

While the guards of the revolutionary brigade were in chaos outside the loading room discussing how to rescue people, Rabbani in the workshop was equally anxious.

Song Heping attacked without even saying hello to him. He just started attacking and shooting as he said.

At the beginning, he was so scared that he quickly hid in the corner against the wall.

After Song Heping and Mist killed everyone in the workshop, he stood up tremblingly.

Looking at the corpses on the ground and then at Song Heping who was changing the magazine, Rabbani suddenly understood something.

The Americans dared to send these two people, they are definitely not ordinary people.

It took less than a minute from the shooting to the clearing of the scene.

It is no exaggeration to describe this action as lightning.

Mist crouched over Adrian's body and began to search through it.

"Wallet...ID...change...what is this?"

He held something in his hand that looked neither like a card, nor like a chip, nor like an IC card, and held it in front of Song Heping.

Song Heping took it and looked at it, but couldn't figure out what it was.

"Don't try to guess what it is. Hurry up and find your ID. See if there's anything that can prove your identity."

Mist rummaged through it and finally put the wallet containing Adrian's ID into his pocket.

Then he went to compare the bodies of Azar and Hula.

According to the usual mission procedures, after killing the target person, you have to take a photo. If the target is important, you must take the body away if possible. If you can't take it away, you even have to take fingerprints and dental molds.

There are no cameras or any filming equipment here, so we can only look for documents or other things.

After taking away all the fragments from the three bodies, Mist took out a pen from Adrian, found a piece of wrapping paper for No. 4 white flour, painted the fingers of several people black, and then pressed fingerprints on it.

While pressing, he smiled and said, "The fingerprints covered with powder, this identification is so unique..."

Dangdangdang——

Dangdangdang——

There was a burst of gunfire outside the door.

Although Song Heping knew that ordinary assault rifle bullets could not penetrate this door, his eyebrows still twitched several times.

"Hurry up! Are you done?!"

"Okay! Done!"

Mist finally stood up.

"By the way, have you thought about how we can escape?"

He hurriedly asked Song Heping.

Song Heping said, "What do you think?"

"How should I know?!" Mist shouted, "I'm just assisting you, you're the one who's playing the leading role!"

The two of them were talking back and forth, and Rabbani felt his scalp tingling.

"You killed someone without even thinking about how to get away?!"

He felt that these two people were mentally ill.

No one would do that.

Are you really crazy?!
Isn't this a suicide?
Mist said dejectedly, "It's a pity that my locator fell into the cesspool, otherwise..."

"Stop dreaming."

Song Heping said this while walking around the workshop.

The table was covered with No. 4 white bricks, and everywhere were boxes of unpressed powder.

If these could be shipped out, the goods in this workshop alone could be sold for millions of dollars.

But no one cares about that anymore.

Suddenly, Song Heping stopped in the corner.

"What are you doing?!" Mist said anxiously, "They must be going to find a heavy machine gun. Once they get it, we're dead!"

"Come and take a look here."

Song Heping pointed to the wall.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)