Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 202 Two Caliber Bullet Holes
Nearly two seconds later, Mist saw through the scope a few clouds of dust flying on the concrete fence next to Abu, more than a kilometer away.

Dust and fine debris drifted in the air like fine smoke, standing out in the sunlight.

Abu was obviously frightened by the sudden attack. He subconsciously wanted to fall to the right to avoid the deadly bullets coming from behind.

Just when Mist thought that Abu would dodge the attack with his agility, and Song Heping's bullet seemed to have deviated from its direction and missed the target, suddenly, a huge ball of blood splashed on Abu's body.

The bloodstains looked like blooming red flowers, particularly dazzling against the gray sky.

Immediately afterwards, Abu's figure disappeared in the observation mirror, as if swallowed by the darkness.

"OH! MY GOD!"

Mist turned around from the scope and looked at Song Heping, his eyes full of astonishment and disbelief.

He couldn't believe what he saw, and he couldn't believe that Song Heping could hit the target with an outdated DShK heavy machine gun at such a long distance.

Song Heping thought he had missed, so he asked calmly, "Missed? I tried my best, but it seems we're just unlucky."

There was no trace of pride or excitement in his tone, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Mist shook his head vigorously and shouted, "No, you hit him! You fucking hit him!"

His tone was full of shock and admiration, and he was extremely impressed by Song Heping's marksmanship.

Song Heping breathed a sigh of relief, went back to the side, dragged over a chair and sat down.

He did not seem overly excited or thrilled about hitting the target, but instead seemed very calm and composed.

"Just hit it."

He said it calmly, as if it were all natural.

However, Mist couldn't remain as calm as Song Heping. He walked up to Song Heping, spread his hands, and waved them vigorously in the air, making an emphasizing gesture.

He said excitedly, "Song, aren't you surprised at all? You used a heavy machine gun to shoot someone over 1,600 meters away, and you did it with your own eyes! This is just like Hillary calling me to get a room with her tomorrow. It's impossible!"

Song Heping smiled and said, "That's not impossible. Her husband cheated on her, and she might really ask you out in revenge."

His answer made Mist burst into laughter, and the atmosphere in the room became much more relaxed.

At this moment, Chris's voice suddenly came from the other end of the radio.

He shouted excitedly: "Boss, I hit him! I hit the sniper, the Mosul Death!"

Mist frowned, picked up the radio and asked, "Chris, what did you say?"

His heart was full of doubts and confusion, because he saw with his own eyes the moment when Song Heping hit the target.

"I said I hit the sniper, the Mosul Death!" Chris confirmed again.

"What?!" Mist subconsciously glanced at Song Heping, trying to find the answer from his expression.

However, Song Heping just smiled faintly and did not express anything. He was not unhappy that Chris thought it was him and not himself who hit Abu.

"No, it wasn't you who hit him. It was Song. He killed that guy with the DShK heavy machine gun!" Mist said firmly.

He believed everything he saw with his own eyes and also believed in Song Heping's strength.

However, Chris did not believe this conclusion.

In his opinion, the DShK heavy machine guns used by the resistance members in Mosul did not even have daylight scopes installed, which meant that Song Heping used a mechanical sight to kill a top sniper from more than a thousand meters away.

This sounds like a fairy tale, and anyone else would think they are listening to a fairy tale from One Thousand and One Nights.

"I saw it with my own eyes!" Mist emphasized, "I'm not blind, Chris!"

"No, Boss, I had already found the enemy's sniper position before, and he just happened to appear in my sight. I pulled the trigger immediately, and I saw blood splattered on his body. I killed that Mosul Death God!"

Chris was also very firm in his judgment. He described everything he had done before and tried to prove his statement.

However, Mist did not completely believe his words.

He knew that anything could happen on this battlefield, and perhaps it was really a coincidence.

The two ended the call.

Mist said to Song Heping with a hint of apology: "Song, this may be a misunderstanding."

Song Heping had been listening to the conversation between the two, and he didn't feel any dissatisfaction or complaints. He understood that misunderstandings and coincidences were common on this battlefield.

He also fell into deep thought, wondering what was going on.

Maybe it really is a coincidence!
He fired a shot and startled the Mosul Reaper, who happened to expose his position when he was dodging. Chris had been lying in the distance looking for the Mosul Reaper's location, and maybe he really found it by chance.

This explanation seems to make sense.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a misunderstanding or not." Song Heping said calmly: "Even if it's proven that I did it, will there be a reward?"

His tone revealed an open-mindedness, as if these honors and awards were not important to him.

Mist shook his head and said, "There's no reward. But you're really open-minded."

He was surprised at Song Heping's open-mindedness and unrestrained attitude.

Song Heping smiled and said, "I'm a mercenary. If Chris kills the Mosul Reaper, he will be rewarded and may have an extra medal on his chest, right?"

There was a hint of sarcasm and helplessness in his words, as if implying that the honor and rewards on the battlefield of Irigo were all illusory.

He was too lazy to argue about these things because it was pointless.

Song Heping never does meaningless things. He only focuses on the tasks and goals at hand.

An hour later, the gunfire in the city finally subsided.

Finally, the sound of armored vehicles and tank engines was heard downstairs. The coalition soldiers began to enter the city and searched every room on both sides of the street to ensure that there were no armed men hiding inside.

Mira ran upstairs sweating profusely, saying that soldiers from the coalition forces had appeared downstairs and were about to come in to search.

He was a local and was holding a weapon, so he was afraid that he would be mistaken for a militant and killed by mistake.

The nerves of American soldiers are very fragile nowadays, and incidents of manslaughter are happening all the time. It's no wonder that he is a little nervous.

Song Heping looked at the panicked Mira and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Operation Irigo Freedom...Song Heping increasingly felt that the code name of this operation was actually quite ironic.

Mist went downstairs to contact the coalition forces that had advanced here, then borrowed a Hummer from someone and took Song Heping and Mira to the building where Abu was killed.

When I got downstairs, I happened to meet Chris who came here to check the scene with the same purpose.

Without any further ado, they went straight upstairs and finally found Abu's body on the roof.

As soon as I reached the roof, I smelled the blood in the air.

"it's here!"

Mist pointed to a pile of junk.

Although Abu's body had not been seen yet, a long trail of blood had flowed out from behind the pile of debris and had become somewhat solidified.

Everyone carefully split into two groups to surround the area, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Abu's body.

There's no way the other person is still alive.

Because two 12.7 caliber bullets penetrated Abu's upper body, leaving two huge bloody holes, tearing out muscles and internal organs, and a lot of them splashed directly on the pile of miscellaneous items made of iron racks and wooden boards.

Mira frowned, her stomach churning, and she quickly turned her head away, not daring to do anything.

The scene was so tragic.

Chris's face turned pale.

Because it was obvious that Mist was right, Song Heping's DShK heavy machine gun hit Abu.

Because he only fired one shot from his TAC-50 sniper rifle.

I am very clear about this.

There are now two bullet holes.

This shows that at least one of the shots was fired by Song Heping, there is no doubt about that.

He subconsciously looked towards the building where Song Heping and Mist had hidden before.

I can vaguely see it, but I can't see it clearly.

That Chinese guy actually shot down the Mosul Death God hiding there with a DShK heavy machine gun from a distance of nearly 1,600 meters...

How does he see the human body clearly?
Is that human being?
Mist walked over and squatted beside Abu, trying to pick up the modified SVD sniper rifle that fell beside him.

It turned out that Abu's hands were clenched tightly and could not be pulled away.

He had to free his other hand and it took a lot of effort to remove the gun.

"It's yours, Song."

Mist was a man of his word. He had promised Song Heping that as long as he shot Abu, the gun would belong to him.

Song Heping took the gun, removed the bullet from the chamber, examined it carefully for a moment, and then tossed it gently in the palm of his hand.

"It's him."

He sighed and returned his gaze to Abu, whose upper body was almost shattered.

"What a shame, he's a master."

Then he walked up to Chris and extended his hand: "Congratulations, you killed the Mosul Death God."

Chris was stunned.

He didn't move.

I don't understand what Song Heping's intention is.

Song Heping said, "Two bullet holes, one is yours, one is mine. We both hit it together, but I don't need the credit. Don't take me with you when you go back to write the report."

After saying that, he turned around and left, going downstairs.

It took Chris a while to come back to his senses. When he turned around, he found that Song Heping was gone.

"What does he mean?"

Chris asked Mist.

Mist shrugged. "He said he didn't need the credit."

Chris had really intended to fight for it. He had thought...

After all, there are two bullet holes, and both DShK and TAC-50 are 12.7 caliber bullets.

After a brief moment of blankness in his mind, he realized that he had to say that one of the shots was his.

As a result, Song Heping had no intention of competing with him at all. He just gave it to him and told him not to mention him.

This made Chris feel like he was holding back his energy and wanted to throw a powerful punch, but in the end, he found that his opponent had disappeared, gone...

That feeling made him feel ashamed, angry, and a little bit of admiration from the bottom of his heart...

He turned around blankly and left the rooftop silently.

When I reached the entrance of the corridor, Mist called me.

"Chris!"

"Boss..."

He turned around and looked at Mist blankly.

Mist squatted beside Abu's body, seemingly contemplating a difficult decision. Finally, he made up his mind, curled his lips, and said, "Both shots entered from the back and exited from the front."

After saying that, he stood up and left the rooftop before Chris could come to his senses, leaving Chris disheveled in the wind.

　Sorry, the bullet took a while to fly...

　　Corrected the chapter title to "Two Bullet Holes"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)