Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 306 Leave no consequences
Song Heping didn't waste a moment and started searching the two bodies.

All the bits and pieces were turned out.

Wallets, documents, weapons, ammunition, grenades...

Of course, it also includes hidden communication headsets for both of them.

"Damn, there are grenades..."

Song Heping held the headphones and examined them under the light for a moment, then sneered, "High-end stuff..."

After saying that, he stuffed it directly into his ears.

As soon as I put it in, I heard a voice coming from the earphones.

"...The target is definitely in the hotel. I've received intelligence that their car didn't stop midway. After entering the parking lot, the one in the room got out first. The target, Song Heping, got out later, but then went into the hotel's green belt. I can't see where he went. I think he entered the hotel from another entrance. Be careful..."

"There are still people..."

Song Heping stuffed the things into his small backpack, then stood up and walked towards the fire door. He stopped in front of the door, then turned around and went up to the fifth floor.

On the way, he took out his phone and dialed Jimado's number.

"Song, where have you been? Why haven't you come upstairs for so long?!"

"I'm in the building. Listen, we're being followed. There are assassins in the hotel. They were just by the elevator and behind the fire door. I killed both of them."

"what?!"

Jimado was so surprised that he jumped up from his chair.

"Don't panic, leave the hotel right now, run away, and we'll contact you later."

After saying that, he had already reached the fifth floor.

After checking that the exit was safe, Song Heping pushed the door open and walked into the large corridor.

As soon as I walked out, I heard gunshots.

bang bang——

Then there was the soft sound of rifle fire.

"Silencer!"

Song Heping realized that something was wrong.

He immediately rushed to the fence and looked down at the fourth floor.

After a quick glance, I saw two killers holding G4112C assault rifles with silencers at the door of room 36 and shooting in the direction of room 4112.

Song Heping estimated the distance.

Less than 50 meters.

He raised his gun and fired continuously at the killer in the front position.

Rapid-fire pistols emphasize speed and then accuracy.

Song Heping is accurate and fast!

Countless blood splattered on the killer's body, and several bullet holes appeared on his face, neck and body.

After half of the magazine was fired, the killer fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Another killer raised his gun and fired in the direction of Song Heping.

Song Heping began to move.

He could see the surrounding scenery and environment clearly, and knew from which angles he could be hit and which angles he could not be hit.

He knows everything.

As he moved, the columns just happened to block his figure.

All the bullets fired by the G36C hit the marble columns, making crackling sounds and sending stone chips flying.

Song Heping moved out from behind the column and continued shooting at the killer.

After the other party fired a burst of shots, the bullets were just used up.

Song Heping fired a burst of shots, and one of the bullets hit his upper arm directly.

This time, the opponent was in so much pain that he lost the chance to change the magazine, so he retreated hurriedly, dragging the body of his accomplice with one hand, and retreated into the room together, slamming the door shut.

Song Heping began to run faster, changing the magazine as he ran.

He did not go back to the fourth floor through the fire escape. Instead, he ran directly to the top of the other room, a little to the right, in the corridor on the fifth floor. Then he thrust his gun, stepped over the fence, turned around, grabbed the bottom of the fence with both hands, and hung in the air.

Although this is only the fifth floor, the ceiling is twenty meters high. If you fall down, you will be seriously injured if not killed.

A woman on the fifth floor heard the noise and pushed the door open to see what was happening. She saw Song Heping hanging at the bottom of the fence across from her. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and screamed in surprise: "MY GOD!"

Song Heping swung his body as the woman screamed, and fell into the corridor on the fourth floor. He stood up without any hesitation and walked towards the room where the killer was, while pulling out the gun and holding it in his hand.

When he arrived at the door, Song Heping touched it with his toes, deliberately making a noise.

Sure enough, gunshots were heard from inside.

blah blah——

blah blah——

I guess it was because I was too nervous, or maybe because I was afraid.

The killer in the room pulled the trigger and fired at least a dozen bullets, turning the door into a hornet's nest.

As he fired, Song Heping unscrewed the silencer on the Glock 17. As soon as the gunshot landed, he put the gun against the door and pulled the trigger continuously.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

Six rounds were fired in.

He heard a muffled thud of someone falling inside.

Maybe the other person was shot.

But Song Heping did not kick the door rashly. Instead, he fired several shots at the door lock, breaking it directly.

Then he kicked the door from behind.

Sure enough it opened.

He took a grenade, pulled the safety and threw one in.

He took out another one, pulled the safety and threw it in.

Then stick it by the door and wait.

Boom——Boom——

Two explosions in succession.

The door was blown off.

While the dust was still settling, Song Heping bent down and rushed in, shooting all the way forward without caring whether his shots were accurate or not.

The room was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the dust produced by the explosion filled the narrow space.

Song Heping finally entered the room and saw two people lying on the ground.

One of them still had some breath and seemed to be raising his hand slightly.

Without saying a word, he shot the killer in the head again.

bang bang——

The magazine is empty.

Song Heping did not change the magazine but directly replaced it with a new Glock 17. He rushed to the body and searched the body immediately after confirming that the other party was dead.

Cell phones, wallets, ammunition...

Still the same things.

After searching, Song Heping turned and left.

After leaving the room, he ran quickly towards the door of room 4112.

When they arrived at the door, they saw that it was open and Jimado was lying at the door of the room. The ground was covered in blood, but he was still alive.

Song Heping squatted down and looked at the other person's injuries.

You can tell at a glance that there's no hope.

He was shot in a vital part of the chest. Judging from the speed and amount of bleeding, it is estimated that the bullet hit a major blood vessel.

"...the business card in my pocket..."

Jimado opened his mouth weakly, but it was difficult for him to speak.

A shot to the lungs can cause congestion and a feeling of drowning.

Song Heping took out a blood-stained business card from his pocket, put it in his own pocket, and took his cell phone.

Jimado didn't have much luggage, so Song Heping felt that he had almost finished dealing with it. He stood up, gritted his teeth, raised his hand and shot Jimado twice, and sent him on his way.

I can't save Jimado myself.

But you can't bet that the other party will definitely die.

If I leave and by some miracle he survives and is saved by the hospital, and falls into the hands of the Eritrean military, no one can guarantee that he will keep his mouth shut.

Especially since the deal had not yet been concluded, and Jimado knew the whereabouts of his three SA-9 missiles.

Therefore, any trace that can track the goods and yourself must not be left behind.

After finishing, Song Heping turned around and left. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw a guy walking out from the elevator exit in a panic.

The two sides met each other.

The other party suddenly turned around and ran into the fire escape. Song Heping then realized that the guy was probably the killer's accomplice, and hurriedly chased after him.

He must find out which organization is hunting him.

Soon, Song Heping reached the fire escape and saw the other party running down the escape.

He gritted his teeth and followed closely behind the other person, going down the stairs three or four steps at a time, cursing in his heart that he should have reminded Jimado not to go through the main door, and that it would be safer to climb through the window to the next door or to the next floor.

It was my own negligence that led to all this happening.

Militants are militants. They have not received professional training and always rush around recklessly. They are fierce, but they die quickly.

The last remaining killer was now terrified.

The boss is dead...

The rest of the accomplices also died...

Of the six best duos, five died in the blink of an eye tonight...

He didn't even have the courage to turn around and confront Song Heping with his gun.

How can this be a human being?
This is the god of death!

The boss didn't know where he got this business from, but he lost all the good reputation he had built up over the years, and even his life.

In just a few breaths, the two of them reached the first floor.

I have to say that this killer's physical fitness is pretty good.

He quickly walked through the hotel lobby and jumped out of the door on the left in front of the astonished eyes of all the passengers. He turned right and entered the long welcoming passage, which led to the parking lot and the back garden, where there was a spa, a sports gym, and a large green belt with trees.

He also wanted to use the plants here for cover to get rid of Song Heping as soon as possible.

The direction of the hotel was in chaos.

Two armed men chasing someone within the hotel premises and brazenly walking through the lobby would drive any normal traveler crazy.

The killer looked back while running and found that Song Heping was chasing him closely. He was so frightened that his soul almost fell to the ground.

When they chased to the parking lot, the killer's speed slowly slowed down. After all, his physical strength was not as good as Song Heping's, and he could no longer continue after his body reached the lactic acid threshold.

Song Heping quickly caught up, rushed over like a wolf pouncing on its prey, and kicked the opponent between the left calf and heel.

When people are running at high speed, they are most afraid of losing their balance. Song Heping would not be so stupid as to throw himself forward.

Doing so would put you at risk of getting hurt. Secondly, the other person might have a weapon and if he pulls it out and shoots you while you're hugging him, that would be very painful.

Sure enough, the killer was kicked in the left calf and lost his balance instantly. He fell to the ground with a scream, and a whole piece of skin on his face was scraped off the ground, and blood gushed out all of a sudden.

Song Heping immediately went up and used the common military prisoner-capturing technique. He quickly twisted the opponent's wrist, bent it back, and rode on his back in a horse stance, pinning the killer to the ground so that he could not move.

"Don't move, or I'll kill you!"

Song Heping warned the other party in English.

The killer struggled a few times but couldn't move, so he finally gave up.

Just as Song Heping took out the gun from his body and threw it aside, he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the distance...

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)