Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 319 The Hunted Intelligence Broker

Henry was quite familiar with the terrain of this area. There were two markets to the north and a museum to the south.

Market direction is obviously the most ideal escape route.

Although it was already night and there was no one in the market, the terrain there was more complicated.

When he rented this place, he had planned that if something happened, he would run towards the market. After passing through two large markets, he would pass by Martyrs' Square and then the pier.

There was a speedboat that belonged to him, which was parked there for the sake of paying the storage fee. As long as he got on the boat and headed into the vast night of the sea, no one could do anything to him.

After running two or three hundred meters in the alley, turning and passing through countless alleys, he finally saw the chanting tower standing next to the market.

In Algiers, such minarets and mosques are common.

The chanting tower has a small light on all year round, and scriptures are played regularly to remind believers to pray.

Victory seemed just around the corner.

Although it is more than one kilometer away from the pier.

But during the first few hundred meters he ran, it seemed that no one was chasing him, and no one shot at him.

Soon, he walked out of the cluttered buildings in the old city and saw a road about five meters wide in front of him.

Cross the road and you will enter the market area.

There are also a lot of alleys extending in all directions.

Just as he was about to cross the street, a glaring light shone from the right, turning him into a clown on the stage.

Before the car stopped, Henry vaguely saw the person in the passenger seat reaching out of the window, holding an Uzi submachine gun.

After all, Henry was a former British army officer, so he didn't have time to think about it. He raised his hand and fired several shots at the SUV.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

He didn't care about accuracy, he just wanted to shoot quickly, so that even if he couldn't kill the opponent, he could at least scare him.

It was obvious that his strategy was successful, buying him a second or two to turn around and escape.

Henry managed to retreat back into the alley, where he had to choose a new escape route.

It is impossible to return the same way, so you can only run in another direction.

But running in the other direction also has a disadvantage.

There are so many alleys here that it is easy to get lost.

But I can't take care of it anymore.

Let’s talk after running away.

If you don't run, you will definitely die.

There was no doubt that the other party wanted to kill him.

Starting from the house he rented, the other party fired bullets one after another, with no intention of capturing him alive.

I don’t know how I offended these people.

For a moment, his mind flashed back to the intelligence he had recently sold to DGSE, which was information about an SA-9 missile deal in Africa conducted by a defense company called "Musician".

The French will definitely do their utmost to intercept the smuggling of this type of defense weapon into the Sahel region. Although I don't know why the CIA asked me to leak it deliberately, there is no doubt that I have offended the people in charge of the "Musician's" defense.

PMC companies that can engage in defense and sell arms are definitely not easy to deal with.

Henry became more cautious after selling the information and kept an eye on the progress of the transaction.

The result surprised him.

After the "Mantianxing" docked in Eritrea, it was surrounded and inspected by the military, but no SA-9 missiles were found.

Then, the seller of this transaction, a man named Song Heping, disappeared and no one knew where he went.

This is why Henry wants to move.

Those mercenaries are not pushovers. They have their own connections, so it's hard to say whether they will come to us or not.

Although the CIA leaked the intelligence to him and he sold it to the French, and neither party involved in the transaction would reveal the information to the "Musician" defense, Henry still felt uneasy.

Now that something has happened, he suspects that Song Heping's men have come to settle the score with him.

Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents.

It's no wonder that people want to melt me down after doing something like this.

Puff puff--

Before Henry could decide where to run, a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from the end of the alley and shot at him.

It's also a pistol with a silencer.

It seems they are the same group of people.

Henry could only start running away again.

In the dark night, visibility in the alley is very low. Only a little moonlight shines in through the gaps between the densely packed buildings. With the help of this tiny bit of moonlight, one can still roughly see the scenery ahead.

"He ran west!"

He heard shouting from the other end of the alley.

It's English, not French.

This is almost certain.

Chaotic footsteps came from all directions.

Henry was sweating profusely at this time.

There are so many people on the other side!
Soon, he encountered the enemy again.

After a brief exchange of gunfire, Henry emptied the magazine of his pistol.

He had to turn around and run back.

But after running a few steps, he found the enemy appearing behind him again.

Bang, bang, bang—he quickly replaced a new magazine, hid behind a recessed corner, and began to fight back.

"He's here!"

The enemies blocking both ends of the alley seemed to be in no hurry.

They are calling their companions.

Henry was distraught.

Because if you drag it on, the other side will have more and more people and you will be dead.

But he couldn't break through with just the small pistol in his hand.

The alley is too narrow, and if you go to either end, you will only be shot.

He couldn't help but turn around to see if there was any way to escape.

I found that there was a wall behind me and I had nowhere to retreat.

"God……"

He felt indescribable sadness in his heart.

"Am I going to die here today?"

The sound of footsteps was particularly clear in the quiet night, especially in an alley like this, where the echo amplified the decibels.

Henry could hear at least seven or eight people running towards here.

There were so many people on the other side that Henry had no way to defend himself. There were low buildings all around him, and he didn't know where a gun would suddenly pop out and shoot him in the head.

The black shadows at both ends of the alley were swaying. The other party was very smart and was approaching his position by sticking to the wall.

bang bang——

He fired two shots at the enemy on his right.

But he was soon suppressed by the opponent's Uzi submachine gun and retreated.

He could only hide in the corner and dare not move.

But the enemy continued to attack from both sides and kept getting closer.

blah blah-

While the other party was not paying attention, Henry fired a few more bullets.

The surrounding enemies quickly disappeared behind the wall, seemingly unharmed.

A feeling of weakness surged up from the soles of my feet.

Henry looked at the pistol in his hand that had run out of bullets and smiled bitterly.

He subconsciously reached for the new magazine, found it, and stopped.

Useless...

In this situation, there is no possibility of self-rescue or turn the situation around.

After thinking about it, he took out a new magazine and replaced it in the pistol.

"Come on! Come here if you dare! I'll beat you to death! I'll make a profit if I kill one of you, hahahaha!"

All clay figures have three points of fire.

Although Henry was afraid, he was forced into a desperate situation and decided to give it his all.

Just die.

Before you die, drag one person down with you to make up for your losses. If you drag one more person to hell, you will make a profit!
He decided not to shoot randomly.

Wait!
Don't you want to kill me?

If you can see me, I can see you. At worst, we'll have a fight and risk our lives!
Thinking of this, he chuckled twice, gripped the pistol tightly, pressed against the corner, and waited for the last moment to come.

Danglanglang——

He suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the darkness, as if someone threw a metal object on the ground.

"Grenade..."

A terrible thought flashed through my mind.

bang——

Two explosions in a row.

But not a grenade.

Henry felt that everything in front of his eyes was white, he was completely blind, he could not hear any sound in his ears, and the world seemed to have isolated him in an instant.

My head felt like it was hit hard by something with a stick, and the world was spinning.

Henry's knees gave way and he fell headfirst to the ground.

After a while, he regained a little consciousness, but was still in a dizzy state. It was as if his hands and feet were cut off from his brain and he was completely unable to control them.

"Ho ho-"

Henry gasped for breath, and his vision slowly recovered.

In the blur, I saw several dark shadows slowly walking towards me.

blah blah-

Suddenly, intensive gunfire rang out.

Henry closed his eyes and sighed in his heart: "It's time to hit the road..."

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)