Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 362 James is in a Difficult Position
Franklin stepped forward and cut the vines, lowering Sonny from the tree.

Sonny gnashed his teeth and cursed.
Franklin held down Sonny, who was screaming in pain, pulled out three wooden splinters from his body and handed them to James.

James took it and looked at it. It was exactly the same as the wooden thorns he had seen stuck in the tree trunks before. Obviously, the other party made a simple transmitter and installed a large amount of this stuff. After Sonny was hung up, the launch device was triggered and the stuff was shot out like flowers from the sky.

Fortunately, the unlucky Sonny was wearing a bulletproof vest, and only the wounds in his limbs were not fatal. The two shots fired by the other party did not hit Sonny, but only scraped off a piece of skin on his arm.

Lucas stepped on a thorn trap, but luckily he was very lucky. Only one thorn pierced his calf and did not damage any important blood vessels. It was just extremely painful.

Looking at the injuries of his two men, James suddenly felt that he had made a serious mistake.

I really shouldn't have underestimated the other party. Just because they were only two people, I dared to enter the jungle to search and try to kill them.

The jungle is too big.

Without the cooperation of the government forces, there were only eight people on our side, including myself, the commander. It was still a bit difficult to carry out the search and arrest mission, let alone hunting down a jungle warfare expert.

Previously treating the two as ordinary armed group leaders and ordinary arms dealers now seems to be a big mistake.

What's more, the current weather is also favorable to the other party.

It is easy to go wrong when searching in a jungle during a rainstorm. It is also unreasonable to find a place to hold on and wait until dawn to take action. Morins and the arms dealer will definitely escape under the cover of night. In the daytime, where can they find each other in such a huge jungle?
This encounter is his only chance.

But the chances of winning now seem slim.

James threw away the wooden thorn and looked at Sonny, whose right leg was injured. He said, "They are very smart. They know that they can't win by fighting us head-on. So they create this kind of trouble for us to weaken our fighting power in a war of attrition."

Lucas asked, "Colonel, what should we do? They're deliberately avoiding direct confrontation and setting traps to wear us down. That way, we'll be in a very passive position."

In fact, the implication was quite profound, and he began to waver.

But James couldn't accept this result.

He was willing to break off relations with the military and act on his own, which was tantamount to putting himself on the fire.

If Morins is not killed, not only will nothing be gained in the future, but the Colombian military may also sue him to the US Department of Defense, and he will inevitably be brought to a military court.

"They're nearby. This is our last chance. Everyone, just be careful and spread out a bit. Pay attention to protecting the left and right wings to prevent them from launching a surprise attack. We should be able to find them before dawn. If you see any of them, hit them hard. Don't hold back. We don't need any of them alive."

Although James is a top veteran special forces soldier, he is still anxious and wants to find the opponent as soon as possible to start a duel and end the battle as quickly as possible.

"Lucas, Sonny, you two are injured, so you'll cover the rear. Robert, Weber, and Byron, you'll go up front. Franklin and Roger, follow me and spread out to cover the flanks of the vanguard group! The vanguard group, pay attention to the ground and plants to see if you can find any bloodstains. I just fired a few shots at him, but I don't know if I hit him."

The purpose of expanding the vanguard group to three people is to increase the attack firepower and kill the enemy when encountering them.

After making the arrangements, James waved his hand and made a tactical sign language.

Everyone dispersed and no longer marched in a straight column as before. Instead, they scattered in a fixed area in a rear triangle formation and began to move forward slowly.

Rumbling--

There was a flash of lightning, and a thunderbolt landed, splitting a large tree in the distance.

Behind the big tree, Song Heping couldn't help but look up at the treetops, thinking, just don't chop here.

Morins, who was squatting nearby, was using the scissors in the first aid kit to gently cut open Song Heping's camouflage uniform at the shoulders.

A cut about three centimeters long was bleeding. The rain quickly wet the wound, and blood trickled down the arm.

Molins took out a hemostatic pack, tore open a bag of hemostatic powder, poured it on the wound, and immediately sealed the wound with a simple bandage and tape before the rain washed it away.

Song Heping joked, "I didn't expect that your first aid skills are quite professional, Morins. Have you ever been a medical soldier?" Morins said, "Yes, I really have. I worked my way up from the grassroots level and have learned everything..."

Having said that, I suddenly felt like I was bragging a little.

Normally, Morins likes to show off in front of his subordinates and outsiders.

But showing off in front of Song Heping seemed a bit like showing off one's skills in front of an expert.

If it weren't for Song Heping, I would probably be lying in the freezer of the government hospital's morgue.

"I've learned a lot, but I'm not good at anything. I can't compare to you. By the way, have you ever been in the Special Forces?"

Song Heping was unwilling to answer this question.

What he does now has absolutely nothing to do with his original intention of joining the special forces, so he doesn't like to mention the past.

"Hurry up, we have to continue to retreat. These guys are not Colombian government troops. Can't you see? They are American troops."

"Damn it, I didn't provoke the American troops." Morins blurted out, but soon realized that he had said the wrong thing. He did not directly provoke the American troops, but he was the person the American troops wanted to kill. From this perspective, both sides are enemies.

So it is reasonable for the US military to hunt down us.

"I think they're Green Berets," he said. "Two years ago, Colombian special forces began receiving training from the US military, and the military advisors who came here are all Green Berets."

Song Heping looked at his sealed wound and was secretly surprised.

It was so dangerous just now!

James's shooting is very accurate!

At that time, I used a thermal and waterproof blanket obtained from the body of an AGLAN team member to make a simple cloak to avoid infrared detection. Unexpectedly, there was still a loophole and some infrared radiation leaked out and was detected by the other party.

Moreover, fortunately, I was hiding behind a tree at the time, with only a small part of my body exposed, but a bullet still grazed my arm.

If I had been a few tenths of a second slower, the bones in my arm would have been shattered.

"Let's go! We can't stay here for long. Lead them to point B."

After treating the wound and making sure that James's team had not caught up, Song Heping and Morins started running again.

Now he had to get ahead of James's team every time and set up a bunch of traps such as nooses, spikes, battering rams, etc. on the road they were going to pass.

As for the path and judgment, that is very easy.

Because the other party is tracking you, he will naturally come to you.

The B point set this time was actually near the tree hole where they hid for the first time by the river. Song Heping had dug a lot of traps there, but they had not been used when he left.

Those ready-made traps can be utilized in the shortest possible time to make the other side suffer. After all, fighting to the death with the US Army's green berets is obviously not a good option. The best strategy is to use wits to defeat them.

It’s not that Song Heping really wants to kill these cuckolds, but the other party is too aggressive.

It was obvious that the green beetles thought that they and Morins were just two cute little guys who could be easily captured, two walking medals, so they were so bold as to go into the jungle in the rain to hunt them down.

Now we must let them know that this walking medal is not easy to obtain.

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)