Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 584 It’s hard to be a good person

Chapter 584 It’s hard to be a good person
When Jiang Feng went to organize the raid, Song Heping lay beside the machine gun and thought for a long time.

He thought this was really magical.

After all, the Ata militants are not supposed to like fighting at night.

They more often choose to attack and launch surprise attacks during the day.

The reason is simple. The multinational coalition forces have night vision goggles and radios, and they can call A-10 attack aircraft to come and sweep the ground at any time.

The first thing this small medical team did when they were attacked was to call for help. Why was there no one to reinforce them when they were almost wiped out?

Also, did Ata have a fool's errand today, daring to raid the multinational coalition's small team at night?

"Gabriel and Arthur have already begun deployment."

Jiang Feng returned to Song Heping's side and whispered, "Launch the assault in ten minutes."

Song Heping looked at the medical team on the road not far away and smiled helplessly, "I hope their God can show up and let them survive these ten minutes, otherwise we can only collect the bodies."

"I won't help them collect the bodies." Jiang Feng said, "We've wasted a lot of time here. We have to hurry."

Suddenly, amid the gunfire, Song Heping heard a woman's scream.

"There's a woman..."

Jiang Feng was a little surprised.

Song Heping said: "It's normal for a medical team to have female soldiers and officers. I hope they don't commit suicide."

Time passed quickly.

The special operations platoon led by Gabriel and Arthur has already reached behind the enemy.

"One row, take your positions."

"Second row, take your positions."

Song Heping looked at his watch.

It was only eight minutes.

It seems that Gray Wolf and the instructors in the school have taught them very well. The soldiers trained in Chinese style are absolutely first-class in physical fitness and are very familiar with penetration. It is estimated that when they were in school, the instructors had already made them master the penetration tactics in complex terrain.

"action!"

At the command, Song Heping raised his machine gun and aimed at another machine gun point not far away that he had been watching for a long time and began to fire in bursts.

Da da da da da da——

After two long bursts of fire, the machine gun more than a hundred meters away went silent.

The Ata armed forces were a little confused.

Their commander still hadn't figured out what was happening.

Song Heping's position should belong to his own people.

Now they are actually shooting at their own machine gun positions.

"Abdul! Husseini! What the hell are you doing!"

Commander Ata made a big mistake in a hurry.

He actually exposed half of his body and yelled towards us.

That's right.

This is Ata's combat mode.

very primitive.

Their advantage is that they are very familiar with the terrain here and will not make a mistake even with their eyes closed.

Know where to encircle, know where to ambush, know where to retreat.

However, their tactics were simple, and their means of communication relied on shouting.

Song Heping delivered a string of 7.62 bullets to him in time, allowing him to meet the Lord.

As soon as the commander died, the Ata militants fell into chaos.

The situation has reversed.

Gabriel and Arthur's two special operations platoons penetrated from behind and cut off the enemy's line in one fell swoop.

An ambush is basically a circle formed by several lines to attack the target point.

Once an enemy appears from behind and breaks up the front line, the raid will be completely meaningless.

What's more, all of Song Heping's men had night vision goggles. Although they were not as familiar with the terrain as the other side, they had already entered the visual range. The distance between the two sides was no more than 50 meters, so it was basically a one-sided massacre.

The pressure on the coalition forces trapped on the road suddenly decreased.

The survivors felt that the bullets, which were as dense as water, had disappeared.

The gunfire was still intense, but no bullets hit the rocks beside or in front of him.

About fifteen minutes passed.

The gunshots began to fade away.

Song Heping held the machine gun and changed several positions to shoot.

Almost immediately after a long burst of fire, he changed positions.

No one knows if there are snipers on the other side.

Finally, Gabriel's report came through the headset: "Principal, the enemy has been eliminated. The remaining enemy retreated to the east. Should we pursue them?"

"Don't chase."

Song Heping didn't even think about it.

After all, the principle of not pursuing a desperate enemy is absolutely correct.

I wasn't going to fight these Taliban members to death, so there was no need to hold on to them. "To the east is Ma'ruf, a border town. They're trying to escape back there. Let them go."

After a pause, he continued, "Clear the battlefield and see if there are any survivors. Bring them here. Send out sentries and keep an eye on the area under control."

"Understood, Principal!"

Gabriel called him the principal all the time.

In fact, Song Heping felt strange in his heart and kept thinking about that historical figure.

But I can't say it.

After saying it, it became a joke to Jiang Feng.

"Let's go to the highway and take a look."

The two men, holding guns, walked slowly down the hillside towards the medical convoy.

"Don't shoot! We're one of our own!"

Jiang Feng shouted in heavily accented English.

Suddenly, he heard a burst of intense gunfire.

blah blah-

Song Heping and Jiang Feng cursed almost at the same time: "Fuck!"

A gust of wind blew past Song Heping, and he could feel the warmth on his cheeks.

He immediately lay down.

Jiang Feng did the same thing.

The first thing the two men thought of when they were lying on the ground was that there were still some AT members who were still alive.

But I reacted quickly.

wrong!

There were no enemies on the slope between the two men and the medical convoy. They had noticed them countless times before, and some of them had already been shot dead.

"I'm injured, damn it!"

Jiang Feng, who was lying beside him, opened his arms.

It was covered in blood.

Song Heping was shocked: "What happened?! Where did it hit?!"

He crawled over to look for the wound.

Jiang Feng said with a grin, "It hit my cheek."

As he said this, he turned his face away.

Sure enough, there was a bloody wound on the left cheek, and blood was gushing out.

"Scared me!"

Song Heping breathed a sigh of relief.

"You won't be handsome anymore."

After making a joke, he asked, "Damn, who fired the gun?! It doesn't sound like AK to me."

"It's an M4A1." Jiang Feng glanced down the slope and said, "I guess those idiots got too nervous and shot at us."

"In a place like this, saving people is sometimes a sin. If you don't have to pass through here, you really shouldn't save them."

Song Heping finished his sigh and shouted loudly towards the bottom of the hill: "We are not Ata, we are from the defense company! Don't shoot at us, or I will treat you as enemies and shoot you all!"

His English is better than Jiang Feng's.

And it's more American style. After all, I deal with Americans the most. Some time ago, I often studied English with the white girl Angel.

The soldiers of the medical team at the foot of the hill finally heard what Song Heping said.

By now their tension had long since eased.

Someone yelled, "We are from the 3rd Infantry Division. Which defense company are you from?!"

Jiang Feng lay on the ground and cursed: "I am your uncle!"

Song Heping shouted, "We are the cooperative defense company of the British Jefferson Group. We just arrived today. We are going to deploy to Kandahar. Don't move! Take your finger off the trigger. It's safe now!"

"OK! We're sorry! We didn't realize they were friendly forces, we thought they were Ata's men!"

Soldiers from the 3rd Infantry Division on the highway were shouting.

"Who the hell shot me just now?! He almost killed me! Fuck your ancestors!"

Jiang Feng got up from the ground, but still didn't trust the idiot who was resting on the road. He squatted behind a rock and continued to curse.

Song Heping went downhill.

As I got closer, I saw a sergeant wearing a US Army camouflage uniform walking towards me.

The other party also saw Song Heping and gave him a hug.

"Thank you so much! Brothers, you are our saviors!"

Song Heping nodded: "It's okay, I was just passing by and wanted to lend a hand."

After saying that, his eyes fell on the surroundings of the convoy.

Only then did he see the tragic scene clearly...

　Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!