Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 723: Bloodshed in the Fishing Village (2)

Abdul stood on a reef about five meters high on the seashore, and the green world in the night vision goggles was boiling.

He watched his soldiers cut into the square from three sides, and the throats of the drunken militiamen were slit before they could even reach for their guns.

He knows this place too well.

Once upon a time, Nura sold arms to him.

He was well aware of the military situation in this fishing village.

Most of this woman's 20 men were still using old-fashioned rifles and submachine guns from World War II, and less than % were using Soviet-style AK weapons from the s and s. He had just received all-American equipment provided by Mossad yesterday, and was not at the same level as these stragglers.

In the past, Abdul never dared to imagine that this day would come.

His weapons can actually reach the world's first-class equipment level.

Mossad was really efficient. In addition to a large sum of US dollars in cash, they also gave us so much equipment.

Suddenly, he saw the familiar figure in the distance—a woman with brown hair and wearing a black robe with her face covered.

"Give me the sniper rifle!"

He suddenly became interested.

This is one of the heads Mossad wants.

Killing it yourself will give you a great sense of accomplishment.

The subordinate immediately handed over an SR99 sniper rifle.

The SR-99 is designed and manufactured by the Military Industries of the Kingdom of Hoopoe (IMI). It uses the NATO standard caliber and the 7.62X51 standard sniper bullet, with an effective range of up to 800 meters.

Lying on the reef, Abdul, looking down from above, put his eyes close to the scope, found Nura in the field of view of the scope, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The distance is 600 meters, which is within the range, so there should be no problem.

Although he was not familiar with the operation of this gun, it was semi-automatic after all. If he missed the target with one shot, he could just shoot again. He would always be able to hit the target.

"Sorry, pretty girl."

But when the crosshairs were aimed at the red-haired woman, an accident suddenly struck like lightning in the night sky.

Snapped--

The scope exploded into pieces.

The bullet took a detour and lodged in his shoulder.

"grass!"

Abdul screamed and rolled to the side, falling from a five-meter-high reef and landing heavily on the beach.

The enemy has snipers fighting back!
“The Mossad bastards didn’t say there were professional soldiers!”

He cursed violently, feeling pain all over his body. He lowered his head to look at his shoulder. The bullet that came from nowhere had torn off a large piece of flesh, making him grimace in pain.

Based on his understanding of Nura's smuggling force, they definitely do not have the ability to hit him from 600 meters away, let alone such weapons.

Abdul suddenly understood.

There are definitely professional soldiers here.

Maybe it was the Chinese who was one of the targets.

But Mossad did not provide any background information on this man, only saying that he was a target, a Chinese, and an arms dealer.

Arms dealer?

Ha ha!

Fuck the arms dealers!

What arms dealer could shoot himself on a big rock with an ordinary gun from 600 meters away?

Isn't this nonsense?

Absolutely top shooter!
It seems that this reward and these weapons and equipment are not easy to get. Mossad's money is definitely not that easy to earn!

Abdul felt he had been cheated.

He was cursing, and Song Heping was also cursing.

He fired the shot using the stolen M4A1 assault rifle.

If it was an M16, Song Heping felt that he could hit that guy.

He just measured the distance and found that the distance between the two sides was only more than 500 meters and less than 600 meters.

When using an M4A1 with a night vision scope, you can only rely on feeling. Due to the range of this gun, the trajectory cannot be guaranteed. It will be very erratic after 400 meters. Song Heping has used it before, so he is very clear about it.

However, the situation is critical, so we can only try our best and make do with it.

He saw that the guy lying on the rock was the leader of the attackers.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

The morale of this armed organization is very low. If their leader is killed, the entire offensive will probably be disrupted.

I didn't expect that I could actually hit Abdul just by relying on the feel of the gun.

Unfortunately, the opponent's scope was broken, which changed the trajectory of the bullet and failed to kill the opponent.

This made Song Heping unable to help but curse God for his bad luck today.

The village was filled with gunshots and the screams of women and children.

The shot failed to kill Abdul, who had already gone into hiding.

There was no point in Song Heping staying in this position any longer, so he began to move quickly towards the center of the village.

Because he came from the toilet on the beach, and the Puntland militants had already rushed into the village, Song Heping happened to go around behind them.

Enemies with their backs to you keep appearing in front of you.

Song Heping didn't hesitate at all. He shot them from the back cleanly and neatly, sending them to death.

They reached one of the mud houses, and a man jumped out from inside. The two sides pointed their guns at each other. "Jiang Feng!"

"Old monitor!"

Fortunately, they all recognized that they were their own people before pulling the trigger.

"How's the situation in the village?"

"I don't know. I killed seven or eight of them myself. I had a gun, but there were attackers everywhere. I killed a few and was forced into the house. There were too many of them!"

"Approximately how many people?"

"I don't know! They're everywhere. I think there are more than two hundred."

"Where are Antonov and Sarah?!"

"I don't know. It was all chaos! A lot of people died."

Jiang Feng looked around, and Song Heping also saw that the mud house was surrounded by the bodies of villagers, including women and children.

Even the child was not spared, and the anger in Song Heping's heart was ignited.

He knew very well that this disaster was definitely related to Mossad and was aimed at him.

This made him feel very guilty.

"Don't rush into the village. If there are too many of them, we'll be trapped..."

Song Heping made a decision immediately.

"Come with me!"

"Where?"

"Just go and chop off their heads! I know where this guy is hiding. Instead of fighting these minions here, it's better to kill the leader directly."

Song Heping turned around and ran out of the village without saying a word.

This is the right choice.

The village was filled with attackers, most of them in groups of seven or eight.

These guys were ordered to kill.

Kill everyone in the village who can walk and breathe.

Therefore, fighting with them here for a while will be useless even if we can kill eight or ten of them.

Time is precious.

There are only two of us, and we can't control such a big situation.

He could only let Nura and her armed men offer effective resistance, while he and Jiang Feng formed a two-person tactical team to raid the enemy's leader from behind.

If the leader is killed, these guys will lose their command and become as chaotic as a nest of ants without a queen. It will be more effective to organize a counterattack at that time.

The longer the time goes on, the more people will die in the village.

The two of them ran quickly in opposite directions towards the sea.

"Their leader is at the seashore?"

"That's right! These guys came from the sea. I don't know where they came from. If there are any survivors later, we will have to interrogate them thoroughly."

Abdul climbed up from the ground with the help of several minions. The shot just now made him feel a chill running down his spine.

Although it seemed that his people had the advantage at the moment, he still had doubts in his heart, and the thought of retreat was growing like weeds in his heart.

That shot was so accurate.

Looking around, it seems that nowhere is safe.

"Hurry up and spread out, set up a defense line around me. I feel like that guy is going to kill me!"

It is human nature to fear death.

Even the leaders of extremely vicious armed pirate organizations are no exception.

At this time, there were only about twenty people around Abdul.

The rest all went into the village.

These twenty or so people always made him feel unsafe.

After the minions dispersed, he stayed behind the reef and thought for a while, then looked towards the village.

"Damn it, let's just go!"

He made the smartest decision of his life.

"Quindi, you take command here. I'll go aboard to find some hemostatics."

In order to save face, Abdul found a plausible excuse.

"Let them attack with all their might and kill all the living. I'll be back soon!"

"Okay, boss!"

The stupid Kundi had no idea at this time that he had been tricked by the boss and was put on the chopping block.

"Work harder for me. I'll give you $20,000 when you get this done!"

Twenty thousand dollars is already a very generous reward here in Africa.

Kundi's brows lit up and he nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry! Boss, go apply the medicine. I'll definitely take care of them when you come back!"

"Then it's up to you!"

Abdul's eyes flashed with cunning, and he patted the shoulder of his loyal but foolish subordinate.

It’s safer on the boat. If anything happens, you can run away immediately.

It doesn't matter what these men are. In Africa, as long as you have money, you can quickly recruit a large number of idle desperadoes.

(End of this chapter)