Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 513 Come on, let’s fight to the death!
The military certainly had the advantage in the number of mortars. There were only three or four mortars in the manor, while the Mexican Maruns outside had as many as twelve.

A round of rapid fire covered the area with sixty shells, directly turning the area near the gate into a sea of ​​fire.

Since mortars are indirect fire artillery, walls and obstacles cannot stop the shells at all.

The shells fell like raindrops, knocking down the gate and the Sinaloa Cartel members hiding in the garden at the gate one after another like cutting leeks.

Soon, Song Heping's artillery fire began to extend to cover the center of the manor.

"Wilson, you can start attacking!"

After Song Heping finished speaking, he turned around and pointed at a Ma Run officer and said, "You are now the company commander. You are in charge of command here. Follow my instructions to load and fire!"

"Yes, sir!"

How could Officer Ma Run dare to say no?
Song Heping's actions just now have completely convinced them.

Don’t underestimate these as just a few simple commands.

As the saying goes, an expert knows the way.

Correction of the impact point of artillery fire usually requires calculation, but Song Heping directly issued the correction order based on his experience, which shows that he has a very good understanding of the performance of the mortar and can estimate the precise correction value by just hearing the deviation number.

This alone is enough for these Ma Runs to call him "big brother" without any regrets.

"Wilson!"

Song Heping quickly ran back to the armored vehicle and found Wilson.

"What's going on?!"

"The enemies near the front garden have been almost wiped out, and our men have launched the attack."

Wilson pointed ahead.

Song Heping said: "Are you going in?!"

Wilson said, "Of course."

"I'll go in with you." Song Heping checked his equipment, including pistols, assault rifles, ammunition, grenades, stun grenades, etc.

"Why don't you stay here?" Wilson said, "You don't have to go in with us and fight to the death."

"you?!"

Song Heping smiled disdainfully again.

"I'm really worried about you guys. This time, my target is Barlotti. I'm not interested in anyone else. I'll complete the contract only if I catch him. Otherwise, how am I going to collect the balance?"

Wilson couldn't help but say, "You mercenaries really value money over life."

Song Heping said, "You mean, those of you secret operations troops are not even as good as mercenaries? If my company's elite team were here, why would I need to go in and fight like hell?"

After saying that, Song Heping took his gun and followed Ma Run and others towards the gate.

Outside the manor gate, flames were everywhere.

The explosion of the mortar shell ignited the dry plants here. Near the gate, Song Heping felt like a suckling pig being put on a fire.

There was still an exchange of fire up ahead, but the sounds of gunfire were all from the Watchers, the DEA team, and the Mexican Maruns clearing out the remaining enemies. The sounds were all crisp gunshots from the M4A1 and the newly equipped HK416 assault rifles.

When passing through the smoke, Song Heping held his breath to avoid inhaling the thick smoke and choking it into his lungs, which would be a very uncomfortable feeling.

The gate disappeared.

The suicide bomb attack just now blew away the gate, leaving a big hole in the ground.

The ornamental fish pond not far away was also blown up, and water flowed all over the ground.

Mud, sand, ash and water mixed together, the ground was slippery and covered with mud. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, and the air was filled with the smell of killing.

Song Heping felt something under his feet and it hurt.

I lifted my foot and, with the blazing firelight around me, I discovered that it was actually two fingers...

"Fuck me!"

Only then did he realize that there were quite a few of these human body "parts" around him.

I don't know whether it was hit by a suicide bomber or a mortar fired by the Maruns.

After entering the gate, Song Heping leaned to the left. The small woods on this side had not yet caught fire and could serve as a cover to protect his leap forward.

There were figures moving not far ahead, and Song Heping realized that they were all from the Watchers.

Dozens of Maruns had already poured into the manor and scattered throughout the front garden, each looking for cover and firing at the buildings in the center of the manor.

"Why don't you move forward?!"

Song Heping asked the Watcher team member a few meters ahead.

The other person turned around, waved his hand, and pointed at the building in the distance.

That H-shaped building was where Song Heping had previously had a barbecue with the drug lords. The artillery fire only reached a small area in front of the corridor and did not destroy the building.

At this time, the power supply in the building had been cut off. Although Song Heping had AN/PVS-15 night vision goggles on his head and could see the enemies hiding outside the building, he could not see those inside the building.

He was just about to contact Ma Run's mortar company on the channel and ask them to bombard the buildings, at least with a salvo. The mortar shells could blow up the roofs of these wooden buildings and kill the stubborn enemies inside.

"Mortar Company, calling Mortar Company, this is Song!"

He just started to call out when suddenly there was a "bang bang bang" sound of machine gun fire from the front.

The dull sound of the machine gun made Song Heping's head buzz. Without thinking, he turned around and jumped into the drainage ditch next to him.

Two tongues of fire over one meter long flashed out from behind the window in front of the building. Two heavy machine guns with a caliber of definitely 12.7 mm were hiding behind the windowsill and singing a duet of death.

"Get down! Get down!"

The Watchers hiding in the woods began to shout.

Everyone lay on the ground.

But some Mexican horses were slow to react and hid behind trees, thinking they were safe.

Unexpectedly, they soon experienced the horror of large-caliber machine guns.

Those trees, only thirty or forty centimeters thick, were pierced by the water-like impact of the large-caliber bullets. Then, one by one, the Mexican marauders, who had overestimated the trees' bulletproof capabilities, had their bullets pierce their bulletproof vests, and their bodies exploded.

In fact, this is a very tragic way to die.

If it was only penetrated at close range, it probably wouldn't have caused such a large wound.

After penetrating the tree and then the body armor, the 12.7mm bullet began to fragment and tumble, causing trauma a bit like a blender inserted into the body, stirring it violently, and then forcibly withdrawing it...

Ma Run's internal organs were all blown away by the bullet, and the scene was so tragic that it was beyond description.

Song Heping lay in the drainage ditch. Although his head and body were covered in mud and water, he was extremely grateful for the ditch.

This drainage ditch has saved my life twice tonight.

If he knew who built it, Song Heping would really find the designer and give him a big red envelope.

This guy is definitely my lifesaver.

Ma Run's mortar company quickly contacted Song Heping.

Song Heping immediately ordered the mortar company to conduct a test shot according to the previous shooting parameters.

This time, the shooting parameters provided by Song Heping were extremely accurate, and the first shot landed on the roof of the main building.

boom--

Wood chips flew everywhere from the roof.

Pieces of exploded wood were thrown under the eaves in front of the building.

It’s a wooden roof!
Song Heping knew that people here liked wooden houses.

That's right!
"All incendiary bombs! All firing parameters remain unchanged, 5-round salvo!"

Soon after Song Heping gave the order, he heard a slight whistling sound of mortar shells flying through the air.

boom--

boom--

boom--

boom--

Mortar shells rained down on the roof.

Incendiary bombs don't produce many fragments, their penetrating power isn't strong, and their killing range isn't large, but the incendiary agent inside is no joke.

With just one salvo, the entire main building was engulfed in flames. From a distance, it looked like the hair of an unlucky guy was on fire.

"Song! Where are you!?"

Wilson's question came from the headset.

"You're not dead yet, are you? Wilson!" Song Heping laughed heartily while lying in the water. "I thought you were killed by the machine gun fire just now. I didn't even hear you talking on the channel."

"No time to joke around here. Where are you?" Wilson asked.

Song Heping said: "After entering the gate, turn left in the stinking ditch. Damn, the water here is a bit fishy. I think there is human blood flowing in it..."

"Stop complaining!" Wilson said, "When the fire is almost over, you'll lead them in from the left, and I'll lead the team in from the right."

"There's no time," Song Heping said. "Ask Ma Run and the others if they have a loudspeaker. Shout! Persuade them to surrender! They must be hiding in the room. Tell them we've surrounded them. If they don't come out, they'll be burned alive! Remember, leave as many people alive!"

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)