Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 340 AGLAN Jungle Special Operations Group

Morins turned around suddenly and saw the corpse less than five meters away from him. His eyes widened little by little.

What surprised him was not that someone had silently come up behind him, but that the person lying on the ground was actually Lachi...

Molins seemed to understand something.

He turned his head and saw Song Heping hiding behind a tree in the distance, making a tactical sign to him - cover me!

Morins reloaded his M4A1, and Song Heping continued to run in the jungle.

Gunfire rang out again.

All the bullets were fired at Song Heping.

At this time, his running routes were all between big trees, and he made full use of the terrain and environment, and all his bullets hit the tree trunks.

The other two Colombian government soldiers who were lying in ambush near the bushes seemed to be aware of Song Heping's intention.

"This guy is trying to trick us into shooting!"

When they reacted, it seemed a little late.

On this side, taking advantage of the opportunity when the opponent attacked Song Heping, Morins resumed fire suppression.

Although he only had an automatic rifle in his hand, his continuous bursts of fire made the two government soldiers dare not look up.

One of the soldiers squatting behind the bushes gestured to his companion, and the two of them quickly moved.

This is a jungle, and plants are the best cover.

Hiding in one place all the time is not a wise choice.

After crawling on the ground for a distance, the two stood up, bent over and started running.

They planned to go around the back of the entrance, hide there again, and wait for Morins and others to approach.

The time advantage is on their side. As long as they hold the passage leading to the mountains and wait until their comrades arrive, Moslin and his men will have no way to escape.

"Captain, we found Morins and an accomplice in the mountain passage north of the camp. Three of our team were killed. Requesting immediate support."

After sending out a call for help, they quickly received a response.

"The enemy in the camp is stubborn. We'll need some time. I've notified the flight squadron. They'll head north to support you."

After hearing this news, the two of them felt reassured.

Helicopters are currently patrolling over this airspace. As long as they receive orders, they will arrive here within minutes and provide air support.

Molins didn't look like he had any anti-aircraft weapons, so it was basically a one-sided crushing.

"Roger that. We'll hold the entrance and block them."

"The air team will be here soon."

After finishing the call with their superiors, the two Colombian government soldiers exchanged glances and dispersed, one on the left and one on the right, trying to form a two-person defensive formation.

Three of the five-member team died.

This will cause some psychological pressure on the remaining two people.

It was true that there were only two of them, and it was true that the numbers of both sides were equal, but Morins' ghostly accomplice looked chilling.

The grenade throw just now was simply amazing.

He was able to throw a grenade accurately into the bushes from a distance of nearly fifty meters in the jungle, forcing the three-person team out with one grenade, killing two of them and killing one.

This kind of magical operation is simply amazing.

The two men had no confidence at all that they could stop Song Heping. They just hoped to hold on for a few minutes until the helicopter arrived, so that they could have a glimmer of hope.

However, they soon discovered that something was wrong.

After they moved into position, they could hear no more movement.

The sounds of explosions and gunfire continued in the distance, but they had lost track of Morins and Song Heping.

In a jungle battle, losing track of the enemy is a very terrible thing.

In two-player tactics, one person is needed to suppress and observe, while the other person transfers, taking turns.

It was just that both of them were distracted by Song Heping's rapid approach, and the fear of the deaths of several of their previous companions caused them to want to leave their original hiding place as soon as possible. This small mistake caused serious consequences.

"Potter, look to the left."

A government soldier signaled to his comrades, "I'll keep an eye on this!"

The soldier named Porter seemed a little hesitant.

If you look to the left, you will most likely be discovered and your head will be blown off as soon as you show your head.

"Quick! Look where they are!"

His companions began to urge him on.

Potter reluctantly moved slowly and climbed behind a huge fallen dead tree. He gritted his teeth, mustered up the courage, and slowly stuck his head out from behind the trunk.

He could see no trace of anything in sight.

Because it was a rainy day and the light in the jungle was limited, there was also a thin white mist in the woods, making it difficult to see people clearly.

He quickly retracted his head and turned to his companion, wanting to tell him that he had not discovered anything.

Just as he turned around, Song Heping suddenly appeared less than ten meters behind his companion.

"careful!"

He yelled, raising the gun in his hand.

His companions looked at him in astonishment, and in just a few seconds, seemed to understand something.

But Song Heping was faster than both of them and had already pointed his gun at Porter.

bang bang——

A cluster of flames spit out from the muzzle of the M4A1 automatic rifle, two bullet holes appeared on Porter's forehead, and he fell on his back.

Another government soldier quickly rushed forward, and turned back as he fell.

This is a common rapid-fire mode in special forces training, turning and shooting.

However, it was still slow after all.

When he turned around, Song Heping's gun had already shifted from Porter to the unlucky guy.

bang bang——

The soldier felt as if his body was hit by something, and his hands became uncontrollable in an instant and he couldn't lift them at all.

Two bullets entered his right arm as he turned - an unfortunate position, as there was no bulletproof plate protecting the side of his body.

Although the stopping power of the 5.56 caliber NATO bullet is average, its penetrating power is unquestionable.

The bullet passed through the arm and entered the chest cavity, piercing the lung.

As soon as he fell to the ground, he howled like a pig being slaughtered.

His breathing quickly became short and he felt liquid seeping into his lungs, which quickly gave him the feeling of drowning.

Song Heping approached quickly with a gun in hand, and seeing that he was not dead yet, he shot him twice more.

The two shots left him no chance of survival. They directly blew off the head of the man wearing the boonie hat. He went limp and died instantly.

Song Heping stepped forward, carefully kicked away the gun, examined the two bodies, tore off their armbands, and then gestured to the distance to catch up: "Follow me!"

Morins was as obedient as a child at this time. Just over ten minutes ago, he had pointed a gun at Song Heping and wanted to kill him, but now he was obedient and obeyed everything he said.

Follow him and you can survive!

This was the only thought in Morins' mind at this moment.

As the two men ran into the bushes, a military helicopter flew across the sky. A machine gunner held the handle of a heavy machine gun and stared at the ground.

He only saw several bodies lying lifeless in different positions on the ground, and he was so frightened that he cried out, "Look! All our people are dead!"

On the other side, Song Heping and Morins went into the continuous mountain jungle and ran for about a kilometer before stopping under a big tree.

The two hid under the tree roots, gasping for breath and looking around.

After a while, Song Heping took out the armband from his pocket and looked at it carefully.

The armband is green, with a snake wrapped around an upright dagger, and an English abbreviation - AGLAN - on the tip of the dagger.

Morins, who was squatting nearby, gasped: "It's the Jungle Special Operations Force!"

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