Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 187 Falling into the Quagmire
Half an hour later, in front of the Warrior Battalion's special operations team tent, Song Heping bent over the grass and poured a large bottle of iced mineral water on his head.

Vincent had just been rescued from Mosul by the SEALs. He was shot in the lower abdomen and was seriously injured. He was taken to a hospital in the Green Zone of Bakdad by helicopter. It is estimated that in order to get better treatment, he will be transferred to Kuwait or a base in Europe for treatment.

The high tension and fierce gunfight made Song Heping feel that the temperature in his head rose sharply, like a CPU under pressure, almost smoking.

The rescue just now was so exciting.

It's like arm wrestling with the god of death.

In the entire SPIE evacuation tactic, if there is even a little bit of bad luck, the entire team will be buried with it.

Song Heping sometimes feels under a lot of pressure.

After all, so many lives are in your hands, and a wrong decision will bring irreversible consequences.

Now he finally understood why after many wars, grassroots military commanders were often the group most easily crushed. They had the deepest sense of guilt because so many brothers and subordinates had lost their lives under their command, falling one by one before their eyes.

Few people can truly remain indifferent. After all, humans are not machines, they have flesh and blood and emotions.

The same is true for cooks.

Look!
This guy hasn't stopped cursing the seals since he got off the plane.

That's right.

It's almost like sticking your finger in someone's nose and scolding them.

"You idiots, you almost got us all into trouble. Entering the city at night? Just go get yourself killed, don't drag us down with you!"

If it had happened a few hours ago, if the chef had cursed like that, both sides would definitely have started fighting.

But after what happened tonight, the morale of the SEALs has been almost crushed.

Several SEALs just glared at the cook, went into the tent and never came out again.

The cook cursed and went to get the medical kit to treat the wound on his face.

We were woken up in the middle of the night and carried out another rescue. Now it was almost dawn and no one wanted to sleep anymore.

The next day at eight o'clock, another clearing operation was to be carried out into the city, so everyone simply set up a small stove outside the tent to make coffee.

Song Heping returned to the tent alone. When the SEALs saw him, they nodded slightly but didn't say a word.

Song Heping knew that these people were actually thanking him for the rescue tonight, but they were too embarrassed to say the word "thank you".

He smiled back, then went back to his bed, opened his computer, took out a map and started drawing.

At five o'clock in the morning, a prompt popped up on Song Heping's computer, indicating that there was a new email.

Song Heping opened his mailbox and saw an email from Ferrari.

"It's so fast..."

Ferrari never disappoints.

Although he is relatively safe compared to the action team members.

Perhaps because of this, he was very active and incredibly efficient in collecting information assigned by Song Heping.

While Song Heping was imagining how Ferrari got the information last night, he checked the attachment of the email.

The attachment package was very large. After downloading and unzipping it, it turned out to be a municipal engineering map of Mosul.

During the time of Shadamu, there was a time when Yiligo was very wealthy.

It was also at that time that world oil prices were rising, so oil-producing countries had no shortage of money.

Mosul underwent a large-scale sewer and water pipeline construction project before the Iran-Iraq War, and blueprints were left behind.

Song Heping overlapped and compared the engineering drawings with his previous hand-drawn drawings, and sat there analyzing them for a long time.

So far, he still lacks a lot of information.

These materials are the operational summary of all coalition forces involved in the Mosul operation.

Generally speaking, after a military operation, the participating troops will make a detailed action summary, which will record the entire process of the operation from conception to finalization to actual action.

It includes some very detailed information, such as where the enemy ambushed us, what the situation was like during the exchange of fire, what tactics the enemy adopted, and what tactics we adopted in response. Many enemy firepower points and our own firepower points will be marked one by one on the map attached to the report.

What Song Heping needs most now is this information to help him determine some of the most critical things.

What is needed is not the data for one or two days, but the combat summary for the next few days.

But at the moment, Major Lonnie's expression is really disgusting, and it seems that this arrogant new commander will not provide him with these confidential materials.

You can only wait until the other party is helpless before asking for it. The chances of success are estimated to be greater.

Although Musician Defense has signed the contract, it is after all assisting the SEALs' operations. The SEALs' operations have failed twice so far, and the responsibility has nothing to do with itself. This is easy to explain.

However, whether or not the remuneration can be obtained in the future depends on whether the entire Mosul operation achieves its tactical objectives.

But so what?
More haste less speed.

Some things cannot be obtained by being anxious.

According to his own estimation, if the US military continues to fight in this way, even if more SEAL teams are sent to infiltrate, it will be of no help in eliminating the "Hunter" organization and killing the Mosul Death God.

From the first day, Song Heping saw that the entire operation was doomed.

He decided to be patient and wait, because as the commander of the Warrior Battalion, Lonnie was under far more pressure than he was.

The commanding officer, Lieutenant Colonel Menders, was dead.

One seal died and one was injured.

If this kind of victory result were sent to the Green Zone headquarters, Peter's generals would probably scold him to death.

Daybreak soon dawned.

The Warrior Battalion's clearing operation began again.

During the day's operation, the SEALs became extremely cautious.

Mist, who temporarily took over the position of captain, no longer adopted Vincent's previous aggressive style of play, but chose to follow the troops step by step and advance bit by bit.

At the end of the day, it turned out that his tactics were safer and more reliable.

Major Lonnie had learned from his previous lesson, so he did not appear in the open area all day. Instead, he hid in his armored command vehicle and commanded his troops via radio.

"Sad, the seals are also slacking off."

The cook was the most gloating of all.

Because his jaw still hurt.

The hunter, lying on the ground, turned sideways and said to the cook, "It's actually quite good. They're fighting like this, so we're safe. If they don't cause any trouble, we won't have to fight like hell. Look at how dangerous last night was. It's all thanks to our luck. If we had been less lucky, one RPG would have killed us all!"

Gray Wolf looked in the direction of the SEALs, was stunned for a moment, and then asked Song Heping: "Why do I feel like the SEALs have given up on themselves?"

The Queen said, "One dead and one injured. It's only the second day. What else can they do if they don't give up? They really want to fight to the death, but unfortunately, the Mosul Death God hasn't even let them see his shadow. How can they fight him?"

Song Heping said, "Morale is probably down. Today, you see they're all following the majority. They probably haven't figured out a better way to deal with the Hunter, so they're not taking any risks."

Gray Wolf said, "Boss, aren't you drawing a picture over there? Do you have any good plans?"

Song Heping shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's hard for me to explain to you. Once I get the information I want and make a final plan, I will tell you then."

Gray Wolf asked puzzledly, "What information do you need? If it's intelligence, you should ask Ferrari. Otherwise, his salary will be in vain."

Song Heping replied, "He's already been very helpful. I bet his back is still hurting, so I won't bother him any more. What I want is a summary of all the combat operations of the troops in all sectors of the Mosul operation."

He turned to the gray wolf: "Can you help me get it?"

Gray Wolf was dumbfounded when he heard this and quickly shook his head. "These are all confidential. You've come to the wrong person for help. Even if I go to the battalion headquarters with a gun to my head, he can't give me the information. This is information that only Brigadier General York, who is in charge of this operation, has. You want me to rob the operations headquarters?"

Everyone was amused by him and started laughing.

Bai Xiong advised Song Heping: "Boss, don't worry about it. We can give up a million dollars at most, but it's better than losing our lives here. To be honest, this Mosul Death God is the most powerful sniper I have ever seen. No one wants to die here. We are mercenaries. Making money is good, but we also have to die."

Several other people agreed.

Everyone agreed that the risk was not worth it.

But Song Heping was not looking at the one million dollars.

He has greater ambitions.

As Ferrari said, this operation is not as simple as one million dollars. It is a stepping stone to open the circle of high-level relations of the US military stationed in Iraq and an action to prove the value of his team.

So, for this very reason, he had to take down the Mosul Reaper.

But just as Bai Xiong and the others said, this Mosul Death God is indeed a master.

If you are not careful when competing with him, you will lose everything.

The second day's action was uneventful.

The seals were scared.

The Warrior Battalion and the Scimitar Battalion also became timid.

Song Heping and his brothers were like watching a standard American movie - advance, get blocked, call for support, bomb, advance again, get blocked again, call for support again, bomb again...

At the end of the day, I sat on the roof and watched the coalition forces set off fireworks all day long.

In addition to killing a dozen or so scattered militants, two Humvees of the Scimitar Battalion were blown up the next day, resulting in more than 30 casualties.

The Warriors Camp's statistics look better, with two dead and three injured.

Song Heping felt that this Ronnie was even more incompetent than Mendes.

He was simply dawdling.

It seems that he intends to survive this operation without any success, and then go back to report.

Longni was not in a hurry, but Song Heping was a little anxious.

Because he has to rely on Lonnie to obtain information, Lonnie has no pressure to complete the task and no motivation to assist him. This is very clear.

By the fourth day, Song Heping himself was feeling a little desperate.

At this moment, someone suddenly came to him and turned the already bleak prospects around, allowing Song Heping to see the dawn of hope.

　Asking for a monthly ticket! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)