Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 1159 Racing Against Death

On the Gobi Desert, inside the Typhoon vehicle, the radio channels were blaring.

"It's lowering its altitude! It's about to attack us!"

Alexei, who was in charge of the squad's reconnaissance, stared at the electronic screen, his voice hoarse with tension.

The signal strength representing the radar illumination source on the screen is increasing rapidly.

"Irregular maneuver! 'S' shape! Maximum throttle!"

Petrovsky's roar vibrated in everyone's eardrums through the in-vehicle communication system.

The three massive Typhoon trucks immediately began to spin wildly across the gravelly Gobi Desert, like tops being whipped.

The tires rolled over the dry ground, kicking up clouds of yellow dust, attempting to use this natural, artificial smoke screen to disrupt the vision and aim of the high-altitude drones.

Song Heping stared intently at the rapidly receding terrain outside the car window, his brain working like a high-speed computer.

His sharp gaze swept across a relatively dense hilly area ahead, where there were several consecutive earthen slopes several meters high and dry gullies.

"To the left front, those hills! Use the slopes for cover! Also, release vehicle-mounted smoke! Laser-guided systems are vulnerable to this!"

Song Heping shouted urgently, his words fast and clear.

Petrovsky understood instantly. While operating the rooftop weapon station, he ordered over the channel: "All vehicles, follow me! Charge into that embankment! Simultaneously release smoke! Quickly!"

The moment the order was given, the grenade launchers on the roofs of the three Typhoon vehicles emitted muffled thuds almost simultaneously, and several smoke grenades were fired at the predetermined positions on the sides and rear of the vehicles.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The thick, white smoke quickly spread, mixing with the yellow dust kicked up by the high-speed vehicles, creating a considerable area of ​​obscurity.

At the same time, the convoy suddenly veered off course, its engines roaring, like a wounded beast, and charged toward the undulating hilly terrain.

High in the air, the weapons control officer of the "Reaper" drone has completed launch preparations.

The AGM-114 Hellfire missiles mounted under the fuselage are ready for deployment.

This weapon weighs about 50 kilograms, with a warhead weighing 8 kilograms and a range of up to 8 kilometers. It uses laser semi-active guidance and has excellent armor-piercing capabilities, making it a powerful weapon specifically designed to hunt down armored targets.

However, the weakness of laser guidance is that any obstruction or interference with the laser beam can lead to a miss.

"The target is partially obscured by smoke, but its heat signature is still identifiable. Fire missile number one!" the controller ordered.

call out--!
A Hellfire missile detached from its pylon, spewing out scorching flames from its tail, and swooped down toward the first Typhoon vehicle it had locked onto at a speed exceeding Mach 1.3!

"Missile attack! To the left rear!"

From his machine gun position on the roof, Volkov saw the Hellfire missile hurtling toward him from the sky, trailing a fiery tail.

His shouts were shattered by the sound of the wind and the roar of the engine.

The driver of the first Typhoon almost instinctively swerved the steering wheel the moment he heard the warning, while simultaneously flooring the accelerator.

The heavy vehicle screeched as it nearly skidded down a steep sand dune.

At the last moment, the missile's laser seeker seemed to be affected by the pervasive dust and smoke, causing a slight deviation in its trajectory. It grazed the top of the sand dune and exploded with a bang a few dozen meters behind it!

The scorching heatwave and debris, along with sand and gravel, violently impacted the vehicle, but the thick armor firmly held it back.

"Avoidance successful!"

The commander of the first vehicle excitedly reported over the channel.

But Death's attacks are continuous and merciless.

A second missile followed, targeting the second vehicle where Song Heping and Petrovsky were located.

"Turn right! Go into that ditch! Keep setting off smoke!"

Song Heping pointed to a dry riverbed on the right front, like a scar on the earth, and shouted, while patting the back of the driver's seat.

The driver reacted with lightning speed, swerving the steering wheel sharply. The heavy "typhoon" roared, the wheels kicking up a lot of mud and dust, and the car narrowly escaped into the shadows of the riverbed.

Smoke grenades were continuously fired from the roof of the vehicle, creating a thick wall of smoke at the entrance to the riverbed.

The second "Hellfire" plunged headlong into the wall of smoke, and the laser guidance signal rapidly attenuated and became distorted amidst the pervasive smoke particles.

The missile lost its stable tracking and eventually exploded in mid-air above the edge of the riverbed. The huge fireball and shockwave tore a gap in the smoke wall, but most of the deadly fragments were absorbed by the solid riverbank.

“Great job!!”

Petrovsky patted Song Heping on the shoulder heavily, his excitement evident.

Just now, his heart almost jumped into his throat.

However, the danger was not over.

The Grim Reaper's third "Hellfire" has been fired.

This time, the target was the last "Typhoon" in the team.

When this vehicle was dodging the first two missiles, it was slightly behind in position, and the smoke grenades it released seemed to be less effective. Perhaps the wind was stronger in its location and the smoke dissipated faster. At this moment, although it was also making high-speed, irregular maneuvers and kicking up dust, it was more exposed than the first two vehicles.

Despite the driver's extreme S-shaped evasive maneuvers and the vehicle tracing chaotic paths across the Gobi Desert, the deadly shadow of death in the sky, after a slight hesitation, still managed to pinpoint its location.

"boom!!"

The missile did not hit the center of the vehicle directly, but instead struck the right rear wheel precisely!

The enormous explosion was deafening!
A blazing fireball shot into the air and engulfed the area where the wheels were.

Parts scattered and flew everywhere...

Fortunately, the Typhoon-K is a top-of-the-line mine-resistant ambush protected vehicle with a V-shaped chassis design, making it extremely robust and highly resistant to impacts.

Thanks to its excellent blast-proof design, the main structure of the vehicle was not directly destroyed by the missile that deviated from its intended impact point. The V-shaped hull and the robust armor effectively deflected and absorbed most of the impact force.

But the warhead of the Hellfire missile is by no means a mere formality!
The violent explosion instantly tore the heavy explosion-proof wheels, along with parts of the suspension system and drive shaft, to shreds! Without the support of the right rear wheel, the massive vehicle tilted violently to the right, and then rolled uncontrollably under the immense inertia!
The heavy vehicle rolled twice across the Gobi Desert, the metal scraping violently against the rocks, producing a teeth-grinding, ear-piercing sound, before finally coming to rest upside down, kicking up plumes of dust and lingering embers of flame.

"Vehicle number three has been hit!!"

Petrovsky pointed to the back of the convoy.

"Stop the car! Quick! Save them!"

The remaining two Typhoon trucks slammed on their brakes, leaving long tire tracks in the Gobi Desert.

The car door was kicked open, and the team members darted out like cheetahs, using skillful tactical formations to cover each other and quickly rush towards the wreckage that was still emitting thick smoke and flames.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, wondering whether their comrades inside were alive or dead.

High in the sky, the Reaper drone completed an attack cycle and began to hover, preparing to conduct a precise damage assessment and decide whether to launch the next attack based on orders.

Time, every second, is like flowing on a knife's edge.

Song Heping was the first to rush to the overturned vehicle, where thick smoke and a burnt smell hit him.

He discovered that the cabin door was severely deformed due to the violent rolling and impact, and could not be opened normally.

He immediately gave a tactical signal to Maxim, the explosives expert behind him.

The latter understood and quickly took out a small linear explosive cord and detonator that he had prepared in advance from his tactical backpack.

"Prepare to breach the goal! Volkov, cover!"

Petrovsky growled.

Volkov, who was operating the machine gun on the roof, and another team member immediately set up the machine gun and cautiously pointed it at the sky and the surrounding area for any possible threats.

"Explosion! Three, two, one!"

Maxim lived up to his reputation as the demolition expert in the SSO team; his actions were extremely swift, and the explosives were detonated in less than thirty seconds.

bang——

With a muffled thud, not too loud but powerful enough, the deformed hatch locking structure was precisely blasted open.

A thicker plume of black smoke billowed from the breach, followed by violent coughing and painful groans.

"Still alive!"

Song Heping was the first to lean out and crawl into the still intact front of the carriage.

The interior of the vehicle was a mess, with fragments of various equipment and personal belongings scattered all over the floor, and the air was filled with the smells of gunpowder, engine oil, and blood.

Fortunately, the sturdy roll cage and reinforced passenger seats played a crucial role.

All three team members and the driver were wearing seatbelts. Although they were dizzy, bruised, and had suffered various bumps and cuts, they were miraculously not fatally injured and were still conscious. They were struggling to unbuckle their seatbelts.

"Quick! Get them out of here!"

While assisting Song Heping in rescuing people, Petrovsky issued instructions at an extremely fast pace.

The team members moved swiftly and in an orderly fashion, working in pairs to carefully pull their injured companion out of the dangerously deformed vehicle.

"Can I still leave?"

Song Heping helped up the driver, whose injuries appeared to be the most serious, and asked in a deep voice.

The driver grimaced and moved his arms and legs, nodding through the pain: "No problem... no broken bones! Just superficial injuries, I can walk!"

"Good!" Petrovsky made a decisive decision upon seeing the situation. "Maxim! Set the explosives and blow the vehicle up completely! Don't leave any valuable equipment or intelligence behind! Everyone else, take all necessary equipment and the wounded and move to our vehicle! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! The drones are still hovering overhead; enemy ground forces could arrive at any moment!"

The team members immediately sprang into action, as if wound up tight.

The wounded were quickly helped to the other two Typhoon tanks, whose engines were already running. Important communication equipment, encrypted radios, weapons, ammunition, and intelligence data were prioritized for transfer. Sergei, like a nimble weasel, planted plastic explosives and set time fuses on key parts of the wreckage and sensitive equipment that could not be taken away.

"Explosives set! Detonate in sixty seconds!"

"Evacuate! Everyone evacuate!"

Everyone quickly boarded the remaining two "Typhoon" vehicles.

The vehicle interior suddenly became cramped. The wounded were placed in a relatively safe location, while the other team members huddled together. But no one complained; there were only heavy breathings and the faint clanging of weapons against each other.

"Drive! Top speed, into the mountains!"

Two battered but still powerful Typhoon ambush protected vehicles roared angrily once more as they charged recklessly toward the nearby Gunai Mountains.

Just as they entered the rugged mountain road on the edge of the mountains, a loud bang, even more muffled and deafening than the explosion of a Hellfire missile, came from behind them.

boom--! ! !
The violent explosion shook the Gobi Desert once again, and an even larger fireball and thick smoke shot into the sky. The damaged wreckage of the "Typhoon" was completely disintegrated by the internal explosives, turning into a pile of burning scrap metal, and all the secrets that might have been leaked were annihilated along with it.

The Reaper drone operator, watching the massive fireball erupt on the high-definition thermal imaging screen, calmly reported: "Command, one of the targets has been confirmed destroyed. The remaining two vehicles have entered the edge of the mountainous area, where the terrain is complex and they are no longer within direct line of sight. Requesting further instructions."

The CAOC commander at the Iligo Air Force Base frowned as he watched the two faint heat signatures disappearing into the mountainous terrain on the main screen. He ordered, "Death 1-1, continue monitoring the area and maintain deterrence. Await 'Razor' Squad's arrival."

"Death 1-1, understood."

Northeastern Syria.

The two "Typhoon" trucks plunged into the rugged mountain roads and shadows of the Gunai Mountains, temporarily disappearing from the sight of "Death".

However, everyone in the car knew that the crisis was far from over.

U.S. Navy SEALs and the Kold's allied forces are rushing to the scene.

Meanwhile, hundreds of fanatics from the 1515 armed group swarmed in, just like hyenas smelling blood.

The real danger has only just begun.

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)