Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 261 A pilot who is not proficient in booby traps is not a good pilot

Song Heping's guess turned out to be correct.

This small hill is simply a minefield and a trap field.

In just thirty meters, Song Heping dismantled two pressure-detonated mines and three trip mines.

If these are not difficult to discover, then at the gate of the courtyard, there are two trick devices on the simple fence gate, and they are set very cleverly.

Song Heping found a grenade hanging on the door buckle. Without any suspicion, he checked that the grenade had no tricks and dismantled it.

Just as I was about to push the door open, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

On the road that came up the hillside before, every mine was equipped with a chain device, but there was no door in this key location?
He became more cautious and turned to check other locations.

I discovered the problem at first glance.

There was a noose installed on the rotating door hinge, disguised with vines. As long as the door was pushed and turned, it would roll out a fist-sized trip mine buried in the grass on the ground.

The shrapnel damage range of this thing is about thirty meters. Anyone who is hit by it will definitely be in big trouble. If not dead, he will be seriously injured.

We had to dismantle several mines in a row, which took a lot of time.

At the foot of the mountain, the other team members stood behind the car, staring and cursing.

We set out in the morning, bought some arms, and then came to Baeza. By the time we arrived, it was already noon.

It took Song Heping almost an hour to walk the 30-meter distance just now.

We have just reached the gate of the courtyard.

It's already past one o'clock, almost two o'clock.

Everyone's stomach was growling with hunger.

When people are hungry, they feel bad.

"Sokka! Let me sweep him to death and see if he comes out!"

White Bear was so angry that he wanted to take out the M240 machine gun from the car and fire a barrage of bullets at the house, forcing Dominic, who was hiding inside, to come out and surrender.

"I wonder if he has so many tricks up his sleeve!"

"Are you crazy?"

In the end, it was the cook who stopped the white bear who was about to go crazy.

"Wait for the funeral order!"

The white bear was angry but he still held it in.

Song Heping squatted beside the door axis and carefully dismantled the hidden bomb.

Looking at the pair of mines he had dismantled, Song Heping felt that the world was unreal.

Does Dominic have a lot of enemies?
Otherwise, why are there so many defensive devices here?
Walking into the yard, Song Heping looked around and found that every item in the yard was good enough.

For example, there are a few chairs and a broken table in the yard.

Song Heping squatted beside a chair and took a look. He found that there was a pressure-generating device on the ground. If any unlucky person didn't know what was good for him and came in and sat down here, he would die immediately.

And that pickup truck, even such a shabby car has a trick device installed in it, and the setting is very sophisticated.

This made Song Heping wonder if Dominic was a bomb maniac rather than a pilot.

He no longer wanted to dismantle the booby traps because it was too time-consuming.

By the time we finish clearing the mines here, the sun will probably be setting.

"Dominic!"

Song Heping shouted into the house.

He was unwilling to go up and knock on the door.

You can tell with just a thought that there must be something deadly at the door.

His patience also has its limits.

If Chen hadn't introduced me here, I would have had no interest in dealing with Dominic.

It doesn't matter even if he doesn't agree to cooperate with me.

At worst, we can think of another way, redesign the tactics and take the risk of leaving Colombia by water. There is nothing in the world that cannot be solved without someone.

The air passage is only the fastest and safest route, not the only evacuation route.

"Dominic! I'm here to discuss business with you, not to be your enemy! If you're willing to meet, come out and meet me now. I've already defused a lot of your booby traps. If you don't come out and give me an answer, that would be disrespectful to me!"

He turned around and shouted down the hill: "White Bear, take out the M72 rocket launcher and prepare to blow this place up!"

After saying that, he turned and left, returning along the same path.

"Okay! I'd be happy to help!"

The white bear is so excited!
He had wanted to use the M240 machine gun to deal with Dominic before, and now Song Heping asked him to use the M72 rocket launcher to directly attack him. He was so happy that he opened the door at the rear of the car without saying a word, took out an M72, opened the safety device and aimed directly at the cabin on the hillside.

Song Heping was too lazy to pay attention to Dominic.

He made me waste so much time defusing so many mines, so this is just a small retribution for him.

For Song Heping, this operation was time-sensitive. Wasting his money didn't matter, but wasting his time would cost him his life.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The door of the cabin creaked open.

A man in his thirties with hair like a chicken coop poked his head out.

"You have something to say!"

Song Heping turned around, and the man pointed at himself and said loudly: "I am Dominic, and you are Song, right?"

Song Heping looked at the other person and sized him up.

This guy was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and slippers. He was dark-skinned and you could tell at first glance that he was South American.

"You are Dominic?!"

"Yes, it's me. Tell your men to put down that bazooka immediately and don't let it go off accidentally!"

Dominic seemed to be afraid of the M72 in White Bear's hand.

"White Bear, put down the bazooka."

Song Heping turned around and returned to the yard, going straight to the door.

"Do you have a lot of enemies? How did you turn your place into a minefield?"

Dominic hesitated and said, "This is in the wilderness. I use it to protect against wild animals."

Song Heping thought to himself, I don’t believe you at all!
Is it necessary to do this to prevent wild animals?
However, he didn't intend to expose the other party, but went straight to the point and asked: "Chen asked me to come to you, has he mentioned it to you?"

"mentioned."

Dominic made way for the door: "Come in and talk."

Song Heping turned around and said to the others, "Come up, follow the path I just took. Don't go astray, there are mines everywhere!"

After saying that, he walked into the house.

As soon as he entered, Song Heping frowned.

The house is not big, with a small living room as the first step inside. It is made of wood and is filled with a strong smell of alcohol besides a musty smell.

I glanced at the living room and saw a pile of wine bottles on the table and floor.

drunkard?

Song Heping's heart felt a little cold.

This Chris Chen is not reliable either.

Pilots addicted to alcohol?
Isn't that the same as someone introducing you to a driver, but he likes to drink?
They were all drunk driving.

But drunk driving in a plane is even more deadly!
"Did you drink all of this?"

Song Heping was still unwilling to give up, so he turned around and asked Dominic.

Dominic was honest and nodded, saying, "Yes, I drank it all."

"Are you addicted to alcohol?" Song Heping asked the question he was most worried about. But he soon got the answer he was most worried about.

"Well, I'm a bit of a drinker."

Dominic replied with a grin.

Song Heping felt a tingling sensation on his face, and he felt an urge to turn around and leave.

You know, he can't accept the bad habit of drinking.

Even as a mercenary, one must stay sober at all times. If one is drunk, not only will one not be able to serve as a soldier, but also as a mercenary, which will cause trouble.

Perhaps sensing Song Heping's worry, Dominic quickly explained, "Drinking won't interfere with my work."

He pointed at the sofa that had several holes in it and was sagging, and said, "Sit down."

Song Heping hesitated.

To stay or to go?

In the end, he chose to sit down.

Dominic sat down on the sofa across from him and asked directly, "I heard your company is in Irigo? Is it a PMC company?"

"Yes." Song Heping was no longer as enthusiastic as before. He hated people who drank.

Although the cook and White Bear also drink, they don't drink like this.

"I heard Chen say that if I help you this time, you can help me solve a problem?"

Dominic looked at Song Heping and asked.

Song Heping's attention was now on the sofa under his butt, because he found something under his butt...

So he bowed slightly, stood up and wanted to see what was under the sofa.

As soon as he lifted his butt, a fat mouse squeaked out from underneath.

Song Heping reflexively stomped it to the ground, and it died with blood coming out of all its orifices.

"This is in the mountains, small animals are very common..." Dominic explained quickly, and then returned to the topic: "I heard that I helped you, can you do me a favor?"

Song Heping sighed and said, "Yes, but looking at your current condition...are you sure you can still fly a plane?"

Dominic jumped to his feet after hearing this. "What? You underestimate me? I've flown fighters in the 30th Squadron of the French Air Force and served as a helicopter pilot in the 10th Airborne Commando Regiment. I bet you won't find anyone in South America who knows more about aircraft types than I do."

As he spoke, he turned around and took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet.

Song Heping noticed that it was a very famous local rum, about 40 degrees.

After unscrewing the lid, Dominic tilted his head back and drank half the bottle.

Song Heping frowned and looked at him. If he hadn't sounded drunk when he spoke just now, he would have thought that this guy was drunk.

Such an elite pilot is actually an alcoholic?
"Where's your plane?"

Song Heping felt that it would be fruitless to continue arguing with this guy about whether he could fly.

Just ask the plane.

There are planes here, you will know after taking a flight.

Flying once is more convincing than saying a thousand words.

"I don't have a plane."

Dominic curled his lips and shook his head.

These words were heard by the cooks who had just come in.

The cook immediately got angry.

"Sokka! You don't have a plane!? Then why are you wasting our time? Do you know how precious our time is? Everything is ready except for a plane and a pilot! We came all the way to Ecuador just for you and your plane, and now you tell me you don't have a plane!?"

No wonder the chef went berserk.

If Chen hadn't said that there were planes in Dominica and that they could be flown, everyone would have just flown directly to Colombia and there would have been no need to come to this damn place, Ecuador.

When we arrived, we were told there was no flight.

That means we have to find a way to get a plane.

But where can I get a transport helicopter at the last minute?

After all, this is not a single-soldier weapon that can be bought by anyone.

Even Song Heping couldn't help it. This was simply an international joke.

Now he feels that not only Dominic is unreliable, but that guy Chen is also unreliable!
"Let's go!"

Song Heping was too lazy to talk nonsense and stood up to leave.

“Just pretend we were never here!”

As soon as he reached the door, Dominic called out from behind him, "Just because I don't have a plane doesn't mean I can't get one! A helicopter! Got it?"

"Where did you get a helicopter!?" Song Heping suppressed the urge to leave and turned to ask Dominic.

Dominic said, "Chen didn't lie to you. Three days ago, I could have gotten the helicopter, the MI-171, openly and honestly. But unfortunately, I was fired the day before yesterday, and now I can't get the key to the hangar..."

Seeing that he was talking incoherently, Song Heping had to go back to the sofa and listen patiently to Dominic's explanation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, Dominic repeated his previous words: "I heard Chen say that you can help me solve a problem? Can you solve any problem?!"

"Fuck me!"

Song Heping couldn't help it this time.

Aren't we back to talking about the helicopter?

Why are we talking about solving some problem again?
There's no helicopter, are you talking about compensation here?

He whipped out his pistol, loaded it like lightning, and pointed it at Dominic's forehead. "Dominic, you've had too much to drink. I think you'd better tell me how you got the helicopter first, and then we can discuss the reward."

Dominic's pupils contracted rapidly.

He saw it.

Song Heping is definitely not an ordinary person.

He was an elite after all, but he didn't even have time to react when the other party pulled out a gun and pointed it at his forehead.

He broke out in a cold sweat, and a lot of the alcohol in his body was forced out.

"Well, I used to work for a helicopter rental company that specializes in providing sightseeing helicopters to tourists here. The MI171 is rented specifically to scientific groups from various countries that come to the national park to conduct research, so I know where there are helicopters, and I can help you steal one. The reason I was fired is that the day before yesterday, a silly girl from a British scientific research institute said she was going to complain about me for drinking when she was on my plane. So I deliberately flew the plane into the clouds near Cotopaxi Volcano and let her enjoy the Eiffel Tower flip over and over again, making her vomit all her breakfast. As a result, the bitch came back and complained to the company about me, so the company fired me. But I haven't returned the company's access card yet, and I still have the key to the hangar, so I can help you steal the helicopter..."

He spoke clearly and very quickly, and in the shortest possible time he told everything Song Heping wanted to know.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Looking at Dominic, who spoke as fast as a machine gun, he was completely different from the person who spoke unclearly and pointed all over the place before.

So magical!

After a long pause, the cook finally yelled, "Sukka! Couldn't you have just explained it earlier?!"

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say."

Dominic licked his lips and said, "Isn't it my turn to propose the conditions now?"

Song Heping said, "How much do you want to work for? Actually, my company is currently in need of someone like you. If you join our company as a formal employee, we can negotiate your salary. It will definitely be no less than what you are making at the helicopter company here."

"The salary is nothing," Dominic said. "I'm not really interested in money."

Song Heping was stunned: "If not for money, why are you doing this? Don't tell me you're doing this for your ideals."

Dominic said, "Promise to help me kill someone. If you agree, I will work for you."

Song Heping was stunned again.

kill?
Damn it.

Why is the guy Chen introduced so weird?

But now that things have come to this, it seems that there is no better choice than not agreeing.

So the only question was, "Kill who?"

　Please give me a monthly ticket! Please give me a monthly ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)