Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 342: Lieutenant Colonel Freddy's Request for Help
The leaves had stopped moving at this time. Song Heping took out his wallet, took out a stack of banknotes from it, removed a paper clip from the banknotes, and then straightened it to make it into a metal rod.

Morins watched from the side, not knowing what Song Heping was going to do, his face full of confusion.

Song Heping took the small metal stick and rubbed it on the barrel of the M4A1 in one direction for a long time before gently placing the needle on the leaf floating in the water.

Soon, Morins saw a magical scene.

The leaf actually began to move.

No.

To be precise, it started to spin, slowly, and after more than ten seconds, the leaves finally stabilized.

Song Heping stared at it, then looked up into the distance, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Then he spread out the map, compared the direction and terrain, and then clicked on a location on the map.

"We're here now."

"Are you sure?" Morins was confused.

Song Heping put away the map and said with certainty, "It can't be wrong."

"Were you looking for directions?" Morins pointed at the leaf and asked, "Relying on it?"

Song Heping put away the paper clip and turned to Morins and said, "That's right, there's no sun today, so I can only rely on this thing."

"What method is this?"

Morins wanted to ask more, but Song Heping was too lazy to explain to him. He pointed ahead and said, "Let's go. Go in this direction and you will reach the camp you mentioned."

After saying that, he started walking in the designated direction.

Morins stood there for a moment, and seeing that Song Heping had already walked away, he hurriedly took two steps at a time to catch up with him.

In fact, it’s no wonder that Song Heping didn’t explain the reason to him.

After all, this operation is rather complicated and it is a waste of time to talk about it.

He actually used the magnetic field method.

It is very important to identify directions in the wild, but in many special cases, equipment may be lost or positioning devices such as GPS may be accidentally damaged.

Therefore, special forces must learn to use the most primitive methods to determine directions under the most difficult circumstances.

There is no sun today, so Song Heping was forced to resort to this magnetic field method.

This is a method of finding the north and south directions by using the principle of the earth's magnetic field.

You just need to find a place with water, a leaf, and a metal rod or wire in your hand, and you can use the magnetic field method.

The operation is also very simple, first put the leaves in the water, let it settle down, and then attach the metal rod magnetically.

The best way to add magnetism is to carry something like a magnet on your body and rub it with a metal rod. This will give the metal rod a slight magnetism in a short time.

Even if you don't have a magnet, you can still attach magnetism to iron objects by scratching them. If you don't have any iron objects on your body, your head is also an option.

But the best choice is of course magnets.

This method is not necessarily absolutely accurate. The magnetic field method is greatly affected by external environmental interference. For example, if there is iron ore under the test point, it will affect the stability and accuracy of the magnetic field.

Therefore, Song Heping also used another method to conduct cross-comparison, which was to look at the surrounding plants, and the side with lush leaves was the south.

Not only that, even the rocks on the mountain are talking compasses, such as the moss on the rocks.

Because mosses like moist and cool places, the side covered with moss is the north, and the other side that is relatively smooth is the south.

Taking all factors into consideration, Song Heping can find north and south on such a cloudy day without the sun, and thus determine all directions.

Just as Song Heping and Morins found their direction in the jungle and started to set off, in the original ELN camp, Lieutenant Colonel Freddy stood in the open space in the center of the camp with a grim expression.

And in front of him were rows of corpses.

The scene was filled with a strong smell of blood. Many flies were circling in the air, ready to swoop down when people were not paying attention, landing on the wounds of the corpses and greedily sucking the fresh blood.

A lieutenant ran over and saluted Lieutenant Colonel Freddy. "Sir, we've counted everything. There are 121 bodies and 32 prisoners, but Morins is not among them. It seems they really did escape into the mountains from the north of the camp."

"Have all the prisoners been interrogated?" Freddy's face was as expressionless as a rock. "Was Freddy really here before?"

Indeed, he had heard bad news before, that Molins had run away, which made it difficult for him to be happy.

"We've interrogated them all." The lieutenant looked a little dejected. "Before the attack began, Morins was indeed in the camp. They said an important guest was coming to visit today, so he's been waiting in the camp."

"Guest..." Freddy's frown deepened. "Do you know who it is?"

"The prisoners don't know. Some say it might be an arms dealer from abroad, and he looks Chinese." The lieutenant reported truthfully.

Freddy raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the lieutenant: "Chinese?"

The lieutenant nodded. "Yes, that's what they said. I personally checked the statements of several people and they all agree. However, they don't know the specific identity."

This result was also expected.

Freddy knew very well that it was impossible for the ordinary soldiers in the camp to know the identity of the important guest.

"Where are the bodies of our men?"

Lieutenant Colonel Freddy asked. "Over there." The lieutenant pointed to the north of the camp.

Lieutenant Colonel Freddy remained silent and walked straight towards the north of the camp.

Several accompanying officers and AGLAN team members hurriedly followed.

Soon, the group arrived at the north side of the camp. Several AGLAN members were surrounding the six corpses. When they saw Freddy coming, they all made way.

Freddy walked up to the first corpse and lifted the plastic sheet used to keep out the rain, revealing the young face underneath.

He could recognize that they were soldiers from AGLAN Company.

They looked over one by one and confirmed that it was their person.

The last body was Lachi's.

"Two people did it?" Freddy's breathing was a little heavy, and it was obvious that his emotions were fluctuating.

Five strictly trained AGLAN team members were unable to stop two people.

Especially since the first company had just received training from jungle warfare experts of the US military's 7th Special Operations Group less than a week ago.

The reason why the first company was used as the main attacking force this time was because they had finally sharpened a knife and wanted to test the blade, but they didn't expect that a gap would appear on the blade after the first cut.

"Is Morins so powerful?"

The officers on the side looked at each other, and finally the lieutenant answered: "Maybe it's not Morins who is so powerful, but... but his guest..."

Freddy stood up and looked towards the mountains in the distance.

"Immediately issue my orders. Transfer the remaining two AGLAN companies here. Contact Special Operations Command and tell them we need sufficient helicopter support. At least ten helicopters must be dispatched within the hour and deployed to key locations within three hours. If I'm not mistaken, they're heading northwest into the Tbilisi Mountains. I remember there are ELN troops there. They must not be allowed into the mountains. Contact the Air Force. I'll talk to their leader."

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

After the lieutenant left, Colonel Freddy's eyes fell on the bodies.

Most of the fatal injuries were to the head, and some were shot in the back.

One of the bodies appeared to have been shot from behind, meaning the attacker had gotten up from behind and his team members were unaware.

A chill suddenly emerged from his tailbone, and Freddy suddenly got goosebumps.

He quickly took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Is that Colonel James?"

A resonant, manly baritone came from the other end of the line: "Freddy, how come you had time to call me? I heard you started deploying yesterday to participate in a covert operation. I thought we wouldn't see each other before you left."

"I'm carrying out an important operation, but I've run into some trouble. I'd like your help. Could you send an ODA support team?"

"Trouble?" Colonel James said with a hint of sarcasm, "Are you surrounded by drug traffickers and need me to rescue you?"

"No," Freddy said, "Colonel, our operation was quite successful, but two people escaped. I'd like to ask you to come to Arauca Province. I'll send a plane to pick you up."

"Two people?" Colonel James sounded a little unhappy. "You can't handle two people? We are not kindergarten nannies. We have no obligation to clean up your messes."

"Kabalia is dead."

"what?"

"And Duke."

"..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Because these two were two of the best students in the group that James trained for the Colombian Mountain Special Forces at the Commando School.

"There were five of them, all from the same company." Freddy continued, "They were probably killed by one person."

"one person?"

Colonel James on the other end of the line sounded shocked.

"you sure?"

"of course."

"Okay, send a plane to pick me up immediately. I'll take my people over, but it will take some time because I need the approval of my superiors to participate in your operation."

"Can I get authorization?"

"It should be no problem. We are already conducting joint training, so we can fight together with you under this name."

"Okay, see you later then."

After hanging up the phone and receiving a positive response, Lieutenant Colonel Freddy secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

With the assistance of an American ODA special forces team, it should be easy to capture Morins this time.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)