Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 590: Night Delivery

"Will you leave all this equipment with us after the mission is completed?"

An hour later, in the armory vehicle of the ISA frontline command, Song Heping's eyes lit up as he looked at the HK416s neatly arranged on the gun rack.

He picked one up and tried it out, and found it quite comfortable.

Although the difference between this thing and MK18 is not big, this thing has better performance.

"ISA is indeed very wealthy. I heard that Delta had just started equipping the first batch last year, and now you already have so many?"

After saying that, he picked up an AN/PVS-14 night vision goggles, turned on the power, put them to his eyes and looked outside.

Nicky on the side said: "With these things, a single soldier can buy a luxury car."

"Did you take kickbacks? It's so expensive?!" Song Heping turned to look at her with a smile and said, "Niki, I didn't negotiate attendance fees with you this time. There are only 12 of us here. One set for each person is not too much, right?"

Nicky turned around and glanced at Jiang Feng, Collins and the others behind him.

They were like hungry wolves entering a flock of sheep, and they would grab anything good they saw.

Because it is difficult for private PMC companies to equip these equipment to this level, many individual equipment are just equipped to the US special forces and are not sold to the outside world.

"With all that gear hanging around you, can you actually run in the mountains?"

Seeing how greedy these guys were, Nicky couldn't help but slander them.

Jiang Feng didn't like this American woman. He stiffened his neck and said, "What's it to you? Otherwise, I won't take anything and I won't go on the mission. Will you go?"

Nicky was choked by his words and was speechless.

These guys really know how to take advantage of others' misfortunes.

She looked at the other eight people again, who seemed indifferent to these good things.

After watching it, Gabriel even said: "Why are there no AKMs? We might as well go back and get our own equipment."

He doesn't mean that he thinks these things are not high-end enough.

But it's too high-end.

These team members were all trained in the Venezuelan Falcon School. The school has M4A1 and AMK, but most of the time they use AKM. So in the eyes of Gabriel and others, using AKM is more convenient than using these so-called high-end guns hanging on the gun rack.

Song Heping was so angry that he almost rushed over and kicked Gabriel hard on the butt and kicked him out of the car.

This kid is honest.

No wonder he was hunted by gangsters when he was a policeman in Brazil.

Damn it.

It's obvious that you can get it for free, so why not?

I really feel that it is not a good idea to take it back, so I can just replace it with the AKM in the car.

This is a set of HK416 plus a helmet, bulletproof vest, carrying gear, reconnaissance equipment and night vision equipment. Just like Nicky said, this set of things can buy a luxury car.

Don’t take it?!
Only an idiot wouldn't take it.

He quickly winked at Jiang Feng.

It is not easy for me to come forward, but Jiang Feng can.

Jiang Feng was indeed Song Heping's good comrade. He immediately understood what he meant with just one look and went up to Gabriel and started scolding him: "Gabriel, is your brain full of water?!"

He picked up an HK416 and demonstrated its operation expertly, then said, "You won't even use the scope and night vision goggles? The safety is here, the load bar is here... is that so difficult?! This whole set of equipment will belong to you personally from now on. You'd have to be incredibly stupid to refuse it!? Are you trying to save money for our American boss?!"

Gabriel blushed, but he was not hopelessly stupid, and he immediately understood what the boss meant.

"Yes! Of course! I just said the AKM is a little easier to use, but this gun..."

He picked up the HK416 assault rifle, looked at it, and said, "Not bad, I suddenly found it very convenient to use."

Song Heping was happy and said to Nicky, "See. My people like it. It's settled. When the time comes, you report to Miles and say I'm cheating and won't show up if I don't agree. How about that? I won't make things difficult for you."

Nikki shook his head and sighed.

Song Heping is...

I really don't know how to describe him.

Although this is our second collaboration, there are always surprises.

Everyone began to select their equipment. Song Heping dressed as he spoke, "Everyone heard the briefing clearly. This time, our operation can be described as fast! We must be in and out quickly. There is absolutely no room for delay. Otherwise, if the Taliban notice us, they will gather everyone to hunt us down. Even the Americans don't know exactly how many terrorists are stationed near the target area. They estimate there are at least one or two thousand of them. If they are surrounded, we will be in trouble."

"As for the mission allowance this time, it won't be reduced by a cent. The company will pay it according to the fifth-level standard. After completing the mission, each person will receive a bonus of 100,000. If you die, don't worry, the insurance company will pay the compensation according to the beneficiary you previously agreed upon. The company also provides an additional funeral allowance of 300,000 US dollars per person. This standard of treatment is definitely not bad. If you really die, then all I can say is - die in peace."

"Of course, I hope everyone can come back alive. Remember, follow me closely and obey me. I will let you enjoy the wine of victory. After we come back, we will get drunk! Let's go! Brothers!"

After saying that, the leader led the team towards the helicopter in the open field. Soon, a Black Hawk helicopter took off, followed by two Apache attack helicopters.

In the dark night, Song Heping watched the lights of the US military camp on the ground gradually shrink and finally become a small square.

The helicopter nodded its nose slightly in the air, turned and flew towards the Afghan-Pakistani border in the southeast.

Song Heping sat at the edge of the helicopter airport wearing noise-canceling headphones and looked down.

The ground in Afghanistan is pitch black at night.

That kind of black is not the kind of black you see in the suburbs of normal countries.

It is a boundless black like the hell of death.

There was not a trace of light.

The further southeast we fly, the quieter it becomes.

There was only the communication conversation in the headset, and the vibration and air waves caused by the propeller breaking through the air.

The mountainous area along the border is the hideout of the Ata organization.

Currently, most of the major towns in Afghanistan are controlled by the US military.

Only the border areas are the safe haven for the Ata organization.

Just like they did when they dealt with the former Soviet army, they moved into the mountainous area, reopened the tunnels that had been dug long ago, and drilled into the hollowed-out mountains. Even if the Americans dropped large bunker-buster bombs on their heads, they still defended the area and retreated into Pakistani territory when they became desperate.

As long as we retreat, the Americans can only watch helplessly.

They could only contact the Pakistani army to organize military operations to carry out the cleanup.

However, many people in Pakistan's intelligence agencies and military sympathize with Ata, so these actions are often known to Ata before they even begin. Often, there is a lot of noise but little action, and the killing of a dozen Ata elements will be widely publicized. It is said that people from multinational forces will kill innocent people to get the credit in order to get the job done. This kind of bad thing is common in this magical land of Afghanistan.

"Ten minutes left!"

Finally, the pilot gave a prompt on the channel.

Song Heping turned around, made a sign to the people in the cabin, and repeated again: "Ten minutes left!"

……

"Five minutes left!"

……

"Begin rappelling!"

The crew in the cabin dropped the rappel rope and yelled to everyone who had stood up: "GO! GO! GO!"

Gabriel took the lead.

This was his first heli-rappelling outside of falconry school.

Below is the mountainous area.

Fortunately, the trees here are not very dense.

Many mountains are bald.

But the dust raised by the helicopter still blurred the view through the night vision goggles.

Grabbing the rope, Gabriel jumped out, half-stepped on and half-clamped the rope with his feet, and whooshed down to the ground.

The rappelling is a double-door double rappelling.

Four people went down quickly.

On the ground, Gabriel quickly deployed and established a guard post around the landing site.

"The ground is safe!"

"GO! GO! GO!"

The chief engineer was still yelling.

Finally it was Song Heping's turn.

He is faster than everyone else.

The military boots on his feet were rubbed and gave off a burnt smell.

After landing on the ground, Song Heping crouched down and ran away quickly, trying to get away from the dust that blocked his vision as quickly as possible.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)