Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 1151 Deadly Signal

The command was executed silently and efficiently.

The three "Typhoon" vehicles blended perfectly into the environment by taking advantage of the shadows cast by the mountain and their low profile.

Sniper "Cold Blade" Sokolov and scout "Frost" Morozov glided out of the carriage like ghosts. Their movements were light and swift, making full use of every rock and every clump of withered grass for cover, and they silently infiltrated towards the ridge and the pass.

Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring.

Song Heping and the hunter also gripped their weapons tightly, the muzzles of their HK416 and SV-98 pointing out of the firing ports toward possible threats outside the vehicle.

On the terminal screen, the "Sea Eagle"-3 UAV transmitted back a magnified and enhanced thermal image: several figures could be clearly seen sitting or lying in a leeward spot on the other side of the pass, with two of them operating a box-shaped device about the size of a suitcase that was emitting obvious heat.

"It's a thermal imaging reconnaissance device!"

Hawkeye's voice was filled with undisguised shock.

"But this is the controlled area of ​​the 1515 armed group. How could their people have this level of technological equipment?!"

No wonder Hawkeye exclaimed in surprise.

Drones have night vision capabilities and heat source detection capabilities.

The fact that the enemy was able to infiltrate within 800 meters before being discovered shows that this armed group was no ordinary rabble.

They even possess technology that can, to some extent, offset the SSO squad's advantage in night combat!
At that moment, "Cold Blade's" calm, icy voice rang out on the channel, confirming the drone's observations: "Target confirmed. One observation post on the ridge's high point, equipped with a high-powered telescope and... possibly a satellite phone. Seven people on the flat ground behind the pass, with mixed equipment, including AK-series rifles, at least two RPG-7 rocket launchers, and one PKM general-purpose machine gun. The key is that thermal imager; the operator appears to be routinely scanning the pass in our direction."

"Are they targeting us?" Petrovsky asked, his voice trembling with anxiety.

After all, this mission was highly classified.

How did the people in 1515 obtain the intelligence?
If a secret operation is leaked beforehand, the entire operation may have to be scrapped.

The channel fell silent.

No one dared to answer Petrovsky's question.

"They're not here for you."

Finally, it was Song Heping who broke the silence.

"how do you know?"

Petrovsky immediately looked at Song Heping.

Song Heping said, "Take a look at the map. Where is this place? This is already on the edge of the border between the 1515 armed forces and the Kold's forces. They are at odds with each other and are wary of each other. What's so strange about the 1515 people guarding this important passage and monitoring the Kold's people?"

Petrovsky paused for a moment, then immediately took out his tablet, pulled up a map, and quickly scanned his location.

Sure enough, everything was pretty much as Song Heping had said.

This appears to be the border where two forces intersect.

He couldn't help but glance at Song Heping again.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself.

How did this guy know without even looking at a map?
Suddenly, he felt that this legendary "ghost" might actually be something special.

Is it possible to take an alternate route?

Petrovsky asked "Frost" in the channel, even though he already had the answer in his mind after looking at the map.

"Unfavorable terrain".

The sound of "Frost" followed immediately, with a hint of urgency.

"Both sides are almost vertical steep slopes and loose gravel, making it impossible for vehicles to pass. The only way to get around is to abandon the vehicle, but it would take at least an hour to walk around, and there is no guarantee that we will not be detected by their thermal imaging cameras during the climb. We also need vehicles for our follow-up operations, and besides, they have blocked the only passage, so the vehicle simply cannot get through."

The situation is clear.

This place is close to Hasakah province, which is in the northeast of Seria.

The northeastern part is mostly plateau and mountainous.

Therefore, taking a detour is extremely risky and time-consuming, and waiting for the other party to leave is simply a pipe dream.

After all, the mission timeline didn't allow it.

The very existence of this technologically armed unit poses a significant threat to this clandestine infiltration mission.

A cold glint flashed in Major Petrovsky's eyes, and killing intent instantly replaced his previous caution.

He lowered his voice and issued the final operational orders over the radio: "Don't let them leak our intelligence. Execute the silent elimination mission. 'Cold Blade,' you're in charge of taking out the ridge observation post. Make sure it's a fatal blow; don't let it raise the alarm."

“'Frost,' 'Shadow,' you approach from the left, using the dry ditches and rock shadows to outflank them. Prioritize taking out the thermal imager operator and the commander.” “'Hammer,' 'Thor,' you flank from the right, eliminating the remaining personnel as quickly as possible, focusing on the RPG and machine gunners. I'll lead the rest of the team to approach slowly from the front, making slight noises to attract their attention. Song, Hunter, you stay in the vehicle, using the vehicle-mounted weapons and sniper positions to provide fire support and battlefield surveillance, and be alert for any other enemy patrols that may appear.”

"understand!"

A deep but firm response came from the channel.

Song Heping pressed the microphone and added a reminder: "Major, the other side has thermal imaging, making it extremely difficult to approach silently at night. It requires a very high level of speed and coordination."

"Therefore, this attack must be as precise as surgery and as swift as lightning!"

Petrovsky's tone was resolute.

"Don't worry, we have plenty of ways to completely destroy them before they can react! Action!"

"Look, that's how the Russians are."

Hunter Chao Songping shrugged.

"They always think that everyone else is an idiot except them."

After saying that, he stretched and let out a long breath, saying, "Let them do what they want. We'll just make sure we're safe."

After thinking for a moment, Song Heping leaned half his body out from the machine gun position on the roof of the vehicle, took out his binoculars, and aimed them at the battlefield.

After all, he also wanted to see the tactical level of these SSO players.

The SSO special forces members quickly demonstrated their capabilities.

The SVDS sniper rifle of "Cold Blade" was the first to deliver the kiss of death—a soft "plop" sound, like tearing silk.

The muzzle of the gun, fitted with a high-efficiency silencer, was almost completely muzzle flash. The bullet spun out at an extremely high initial velocity and accurately pierced the forehead of the observation post on the ridge nearly 300 meters away.

Before the target could even react, his body shuddered slightly, and he collapsed softly behind the rock, the binoculars and satellite phone slipping from his hands.

Almost at the same millisecond that "Cold Blade" fired, "Frost" and "Shadow" on the left emerged from the shadows less than thirty meters from the enemy like ghosts leaping out of hell!
The V-AR rifles in their hands, equipped with silencers, spat out short, deadly tongues of fire, the sound of subsonic bullets perfectly masked by the ambient noise.

Two armed men who were focused on operating the thermal imaging camera fell to the ground with a thud, their foreheads riddled with gruesome bloody holes.

On the right, Volkov's PKP Pecheneg general-purpose machine gun emitted a deep and terrifying roar.

Although a flash suppressor was installed, the roar of the machine gun was still clearly audible in the quiet night, but there was no time to worry about that now.

The dense hail of 7.62x54mm R bullets was like the scythe of death, instantly engulfing the three enemies, including the PKM machine gunner, and the powerful kinetic energy shattered their bodies into pieces.

Demolition expert "Thor" Kuznetsov, like a human tank, used his V-AR to fire precise shots while rapidly approaching, ready to use grenades or explosives to clear the remaining debris if necessary.

Major Petrovsky and the frontal pincers also opened fire simultaneously, their precise single shots or short bursts eliminating the remaining enemies who were trying to find cover or blindly return fire.

The entire firefight was like a meticulously choreographed symphony of death, lasting less than fifteen seconds from the first note to the last.

The eight militants, including the technician, were almost powerless to fight back under the extremely sudden attack, and the battle was over before it even began.

The element of surprise in the tactics, the overwhelming firepower, and the exceptional individual skills of the team members were all perfectly demonstrated at this moment.

The battle ended very quickly.

Major Petrovsky gave the "safe" signal, and the team members immediately dispersed according to standard procedure, working in pairs to quickly examine each body, finishing off any remaining survivors with daggers, while simultaneously gathering any items that might have intelligence value—documents, maps, cell phones, and especially the precious thermal imager and satellite phone.

However, just as medic "Angel" Romanov bent down to examine a seemingly dead militant lying next to a thermal imaging camera, a chilling change occurred!

The enemy, who had a clear bullet hole in his chest and had been motionless for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes!
His pupils dilated from the agony of impending death and the effects of adrenaline, and thick, bubbly blood kept gushing from his mouth.

Even more terrifying, his right hand was tightly gripping a small device resembling an old-fashioned car remote control, and his thumb had already pressed down hard on the only red button on it!
He used the last breath of air in his lungs, mixed with blood and foam, to let out a hoarse, distorted scream that was enough to freeze the blood of everyone who heard it:

"Armored vehicles... Russians... Warning...!"

"boom!"

Yefimov, the closest "shadow," reacted with lightning speed, turning his gun around almost the instant the other man opened his eyes and pulling the trigger without hesitation.

With a soft click, the V-AR rifle fired a bullet that precisely pierced the militant's skull, silencing his shouts.

However, it was too late.

That warning, filled with despair and malice, shattered the silence of the night with the simple signal that may have already been sent, and destroyed the shell of absolute secrecy surrounding the operation.

In an instant, all the SSO members froze, as if they had been frozen in place.

The situation seems to have changed unexpectedly.

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