Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 593 Dawn Ritual

"It seems like there are quite a lot of people..."

At daybreak, Jiang Feng suddenly moved in a simple observation point about 700 meters away from the main mountain.

"what happened?"

Song Heping noticed something strange and asked, turning his head slightly.

This simple observation point was built in the early morning.

It was still dark at that time. Although they had already run nearly 20 kilometers, Song Heping still asked Gabriel to lead his men to build two observation posts here.

It is not difficult for scouts to build a simple observation position.

The difficulty lies in time.

Every scout must learn how to dig an observation position during training.

This thing is similar to infantry fortifications.

However, the requirements for camouflage are more stringent.

Due to the tight time schedule, Song Heping did not ask Gabriel to dig fortifications. Instead, he directly used the camouflage nets and raincoats he carried with him, plus some sand and soil, to build something similar to a "shed", and chose the location behind the pile of stones.

This damn place, Afghanistan, is different from the tropical jungles of South America.

In South America, even if you don't have a ghillie suit with you, you can use camouflage nets or even raincoats to create excellent individual camouflage.

It's completely different here.

There are no trees on this mountain, only scattered grass and stones.

The dust on the ground was so dry that it would raise clouds of dust when you stepped on it.

Although 700 meters is a long distance for the members of the Ata organization, they were all born and raised here and can easily detect changes in the surrounding environment.

"snake……"

Jiang Feng looked to the left.

Song Heping looked in the direction he was looking at and indeed saw a snake about one meter long.

"I go!"

He blurted out subconsciously, "At least three or four pounds, enough for a meal."

Jiang Feng almost couldn't help laughing.

The two of them simultaneously recalled the time when they ate snakes while doing wilderness survival training in the army.

This is a compulsory training subject for every PLA special forces unit.

"fine."

Song Heping took a closer look and made a judgment: "It's a water snake, not a poisonous snake."

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the telescope again.

Scouting is a very tiring job.

Now is not the most uncomfortable time. At noon, the sun gets bigger and the surface temperature rises. People lying on the ground are no different from lying in a steamer.

Fortunately, there are many people now, and we can be divided into three shifts, each with 4 people, each responsible for 3 hours of monitoring tasks.

Through the telescope, Song Heping saw that the militants originally deployed around the mountain began to walk out of the sentry posts.

When I first arrived here last night, I discovered through thermal imaging that there were at least a dozen secret sentries and two mobile patrol teams nearby. The security was extremely strict.

After coming out of their hiding places, the Ata militants walked towards the open area, stood on the open ground and faced west, standing like stone statues.

Jiang Feng slowly moved the telescope, looked around the main mountain, and then asked, "What are they doing?"

Song Heping was also watching, and after a moment he said, "Are they probably going to pray?"

Sure enough, not long after, these people began to kneel on the ground and worship devoutly, as if they were performing some kind of ritual.

"I heard they pray at least three times a day..."

He suddenly had a strange idea and asked Song Heping: "It's time for the battle. Should they stop and pray?"

Song Heping laughed: "I'm not a convert, why are you asking me? I don't understand these things."

Jiang Feng couldn't help laughing.

Soon, the ceremony was over and everyone went back to their seats.

Feeling bored, Song Heping put down the telescope and rubbed his sore eyes.

"Look!"

Just as he was rubbing his eyes, he suddenly heard Jiang Feng's low cry.

"Look?"

Song Heping quickly picked up the telescope.

"Mountainside!" Jiang Feng wanted to raise his hand to indicate the direction: "Our 2 o'clock position."

Song Heping slowly looked over with a telescope.

Soon, he found out the reason for Jiang Feng's surprise.

At 2 o'clock, a group of people walked out of the exit of a cave.

The most eye-catching person was a man in the crowd wearing standard camouflage pants and a green T-shirt.

"It's the US military?!"

Song Heping immediately ordered Jiang Feng: "Quick, take a picture!"

"Okay!"

Jiang Feng immediately picked up the Nikon camera beside him, opened the lens cover, aimed at the group of people coming out of the cave, quickly turned the focus ring, magnified the magnification and locked onto the person's face.

Click——

The shutter sounds continued.

Everything was captured on camera.

Jiang Feng stared at the screen with the camera for a moment, and suddenly froze.

"what happened?"

Song Heping asked. Jiang Feng handed the camera to Song Heping: “Not Curtis!”

Song Heping quickly took it and glanced at the camera screen, then enlarged the face of the American soldier in the photo.

After looking for less than a second, he could tell that this person was definitely not Curtis.

Nikki had provided a photo of Curtis at the briefing.

The guy looks fair and gentle.

The person in the camera has a big beard and his age doesn't match.

Curtis was young, in his twenties, and this man looked at least thirty.

"Send the photo to Willy and the others and let them find out who it is."

"it is good."

Jiang Feng immediately connected the camera to the data cable, and then transmitted it via the satellite network to Will and Dax who were hiding in a cave not far behind.

However, Will did not respond after receiving the picture message.

In just a few minutes, the people who came out of the cave had brought the American soldier to a relatively flat place on the mountainside.

Song Heping saw the scene he least wanted to see.

The American soldier was forced to kneel down, and someone started filming him with a small DV camera.

The person next to him seemed to hand him a piece of paper and asked him to read it.

Probably because he was not satisfied with the effect of his chanting, a man who looked like a leader came over and kicked the American soldier to the ground, then pointed his gun at the other party.

"He's going to be executed."

At this point, Song Heping finally understood what these people were going to do.

After all, this kind of thing has happened in Irigo before.

"Should we save him?!" Jiang Feng asked.

Song Heping shook his head: "The incident happened suddenly, it was completely beyond our plan. There is no way to save him, even if we tried our best, we couldn't save him."

Jiang Feng said: "I think so too."

He picked up the telescope and continued looking.

Suddenly remembering something, he turned to Song Heping and said, "The pictures have been sent over for a few minutes, why haven't Willy and the others found out the identity of the other party yet?"

"It's not that they can't find out," Song Heping said with an expression that had expected it. "They know who this person is, but they can't tell us, nor can they suggest that we rescue him, so they just pretend to be blind. If I'm not mistaken, this is the guy in the green beret."

"The people in the green berets?" Jiang Feng remembered: "Is it the team sent to rescue Curtis before?!"

"Yes."

Song Heping said, "It should be one of these people. We originally thought they died in the failed operation, but it seems that not all of them are dead yet. We can only watch and can't do anything. It's not that I don't want to help him, but I don't want everyone to be buried with him. There are at least two or three hundred people in this Lord God Mountain."

Two or three hundred people hiding in a mountain is actually not a small number.

After the US military invaded Afghanistan to carry out counter-terrorism, Ata could not withstand the American offensive and could only break up into small groups and disperse and hide its troops to avoid attacks and avoid being wiped out.

It is impossible to deploy large military groups and large forces to fight here. All that is available are guerrilla warfare and harassment warfare.

Atta used the same magic weapon he used against the former Soviets to deal with the Americans today.

Things are changing and progressing very quickly.

Song Heping saw that the soldier finally finished reading the paper after being punched and kicked many times. Then the Ata leader kicked him to the ground and stepped hard on his head with his shoe. Two other people came up and held down the legs of the man in the green beret.

It looks like this is about to start...

Song Heping watched all this coldly, and then deliberately asked in the channel: "Willie, have you seen the picture?"

"I saw it."

Willy's voice sounded deep.

"Who is this guy?" Song Heping asked, "Is he a member of the Green Beret?"

Willy was silent again.

"Just be frank. Don't try to hide anything. You didn't mention in the briefing that there were any survivors among the Green Beret team sent to rescue Curtis."

Willy finally explained, "We have principles for intelligence analysis. We can only treat anything we are uncertain about as 'missing'..."

Song Heping laughed: "Take off your pants and fart. You should know that someone is not dead, why are you hiding it from us?"

Willy cleared his throat and said, "This is a decision made by the higher-ups. I was only sent here to assist you in your mission."

"Who is this person?!"

"It's Petty Officer Dickey..."

"The one with the green beret?"

"right……"

Song Heping didn't ask any more questions.

He didn't have to ask Willy if he wanted to save Dickie.

Because Willy not only has no right to interfere with his actions, but even if he did, he is well aware of the consequences.

While the two were talking on the radio, on the opposite hillside, the leader had already taken out a knife with ease and stabbed poor Dickie's neck artery, sending Sergeant Dickie to see God like slaughtering a pig.

But it's not over yet.

After Sergeant Dickey struggled for a few times until he died, the leader with the knife still didn't want to stop. He cut the knife back and forth on Sergeant Dickey's neck, just like a butcher cutting pork.

Quickly, he lifted Dickie's head from the ground and held it before him, as if admiring a prize trophy.

Dickie's blood sprayed all over the leader, and his yellowed white robe was covered with blood stains.

The sun rose slowly at dawn, its golden rays shone upon Chief Ata's face, a blood-red sheen reflected on the greasy face of this devout and conservative believer. On the ground lay the blood that had flowed from Sergeant Dicky's body, and a head, eyes rolled back in death, lay unaware in the morning sun...

Song Heping seemed to have arrived in hell in an instant.

This is the graveyard of empires, this is hell on earth.

"Fuck me!"

Finally, Jiang Feng squeezed out two words from between his teeth to express his indescribable fucked-up mood.

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)