Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 363 Killing Three People
Song Heping knew that these hastily made traps were very simple and crude and did not pose much of a threat.

But he did not seek to cause much damage to the members of James' team. He only wanted to interfere with and influence them so that he could find an opportunity to take action.

The other party treats you as prey, and you treat them as prey in return.

If your health bar is thick, just grind it down slowly.

In the jungle, Song Heping is not afraid of anyone.

James soon realized that he had really underestimated his opponent.

The Green Beret Squad commanded by James took a full hour to walk a distance of less than two kilometers!
James was shocked when he looked at the time again.

Although no one was injured, I, who was walking at the front of the team, had set up more than a dozen homemade traps within a distance of one kilometer!
Very few of these traps are real, and the vast majority are fakes.

Sometimes it's even so outrageous that they just use a vine across the road, and after looking carefully for a long time, you realize it's a fake.

Not only that, every time they stopped, they were shot at.

Although he was not hit, even James suspected that Song Heping had shot without even seeing the person clearly.

These random shots never hit anyone in the team, but each time they made the team stop and be alert in fear.

Soon, some people in the team began to feel unbearable.

"FUCK!"

The first one to curse was Robert.

"This bastard is playing tricks on us! He's a coward! If I catch him, I'm going to cut his flesh off piece by piece, torture him for hours, and let him die in pain!"

He cursed extremely viciously, even a little aggressively.

But to James, it sounded like impotent rage.

The opponent was simply a loach. All of us had been undergoing survival training in the jungle for years, but we couldn't catch up or catch the opponent.

This shows how fast the opponent is in the jungle.

How did he do that?
How come he has such good physical strength and how has he adapted so well to this place?

That Morins is still acceptable, but what about the other arms dealer?
Do you have this ability?
But what James didn't know was that Morins was not with Song Heping at all at this time.

Every time, Song Heping let him go first and stayed alone to deal with James and the others.

As Song Heping said to Molins - don't stay and hold me back.

bang bang——

Two more gunshots rang out in the distance.

"He's at 11 o'clock!"

As soon as James issued a warning, Robert rushed out like an arrow.

"Robert, stop!"

James yelled behind him, but Robert didn't take it seriously.

He rushed forward madly with a gun in hand, with only one goal - to catch the other person!

Whenever there was gunfire before, everyone would stop and take cover, then fire in the direction of the gunfire.

But then I realized something was wrong.

If we continue fighting like this, our ammunition will soon be exhausted.

Obviously, he fell into the trap again.

So now we won’t release the eagle until we see the rabbit.

Don't shoot if you don't see anyone.

Robert quickly disappeared ahead.

James immediately gave the order: "Weber, Byron, follow up! Assist Robert!"

"Yes!"

The other two members of the vanguard group immediately chased forward with guns.

Lucas, who was in charge of the rearguard, said to James on the channel, "Colonel, this is not a solution! We are passively taking a beating!" The usually calm veteran was also a little impatient at this time. "He is trying to drag us to death!"

"I know, do you think I didn't see it?!" James felt like there was a ball of air stuck in his chest that was about to explode.

"Colonel, why don't we contact the Colombian government forces and ask them to send a helicopter to assist us!" Lucas began to back down.

In his opinion, it was not worth taking such a big risk.

"Bullshit!" James couldn't listen at this time. He was furious with Freddy at that time, pointing at the other's nose and making some bold statements, as if he could catch Morins with just a stretch of his hand.

Should I bow my head, admit defeat, and ask the other party for help at this time?

Bullshit!

This is impossible!

"Colonel! Something happened!"

Weber's voice came from the headphones.

"Robert is dead!"

This news was like a grenade dropped into the heads of everyone in the team, and with a bang, everything went blank.

"What happened? How did he die?!"

Before James finished speaking, gunshots suddenly rang out.

“Contact! Contact!”

Byron's voice was filled with fear, but the dense gunfire drowned out his screams.

"Follow!"

James and the rest of the team ran frantically towards the direction where the gunshots came from.

But when he was halfway through the run, the gunfire suddenly stopped.

"Byron! Byron!"

no respond.

"Robert! Robert!"

Still no response. James realized something was wrong.

In the night vision goggles, a heat source suddenly appeared in front.

James stopped immediately, hid behind a tree on the side of the road, and then made some tactical gestures to Franklin and Roger who came with him.

The two began to move forward alternately, one on the left and one on the right. James was in the middle and also relied on the trees to advance.

They were not attacked.

It was not until James arrived in front of the heat source that he saw clearly that it was Byron lying on the ground.

Byron clutched his neck. Through the night vision goggles, he saw a pool of bright liquid all around him. He was bleeding...

"Franklin!"

James yelled.

"come over!"

Franklin ran over quickly and was shocked to see Byron lying on the ground.

Byron wanted to speak, but no words came out.

Before Franklin could do anything, his head tilted and he died...

ten minutes later.

The remaining team members all gathered together.

Robert and Weber also found it.

All dead.

Robert had two wounds on his body. One was on his face, where a 50-centimeter wooden splinter had penetrated his mouth directly. The other was on his neck, where someone had cut a wound the size of a child's mouth and all the blood had flowed out.

Among the three, Weber died the most directly and thoroughly.

One shot to the head, so relaxing.

"How did he do that……"

Lucas, who had just come up, felt his body shaking when he saw this scene.

"Colonel... let's retreat... this guy is not human..."

"He's human!"

James suddenly reached out, grabbed Lucas by the collar and pulled him in front of him.

Lucas heard a clacking sound coming from between James' teeth.

"Are you still considered special forces? Are you scared by just this little thing?"

The people around were silent.

After a long while, James finally waved his hand and said, "Come closer."

Several people gathered together, and James whispered instructions to them.

The tragic deaths of three teammates drove James crazy.

But at the same time, he also calmed down a lot. He finally learned to face the reality - the so-called "arms dealer" he faced was not an ordinary person. Even though he had experienced countless actual combat missions, he had never seen such a difficult and ruthless enemy.

Now, he didn't intend to be played to death by Song Heping in this passive way.

He decided to turn passivity into initiative.

James, having calmed down, decided to do the opposite.

He wanted to set a trap for Song Heping.

After making the deployment, he gritted his teeth and said to everyone: "Remember, today either they die or we die!"

Just as they were discussing countermeasures, Song Heping set up another trap breathlessly next to a bush a few hundred meters away from them.

Within a radius of 100 meters, he had set up a mess of real and fake simple traps.

After doing all this, he sat down on the ground and leaned against the tree trunk.

In fact, his physical strength had been completely overdrawn, and using guerrilla warfare and harassment warfare to entangle the Green Beret Squad would consume a lot of physical energy.

He took off his tactical bag and began to rummage through it, looking for something to warm up and increase his strength.

But finally he discovered a serious problem.

The food was completely gone.

All the individual food that was found on the dead bodies was eaten up.

"Fuck..."

He regretted it a little.

When I killed three Green Berets just now, I didn't take away the tactical pack of one of them.

The situation was too urgent at the time and I was too nervous, so I forgot about it.

There is no time to find food now, James's team may catch up at any time.

There were eight of them in total, and three of them were dead so far.

There are five more people.

If we get rid of these three, the remaining two will be easy to deal with!
But this is a life-threatening job. If you are not careful, you will lose your life.

But he didn't feel scared at all, instead he felt a little excited.

When I was in the army, the instructor said that I have a very confrontational personality in my bones. Although I don’t care about anything in normal times, once I face a life-and-death confrontation, I will become inexplicably excited and have no fear at all. This makes me very suitable to be a special forces soldier.

Now it seems that the instructor's evaluation and character profile of me were really correct.

Really good at judging people!

Putting the tactical bag back on his back, Song Heping's hands suddenly froze. He didn't move, but his eyes looked to the right, and the hairs on his body stood up in an instant!

A few tenths of a second later, Song Heping pulled out the dagger that was stuck in the side of his thigh with his right hand like lightning, and swung it out at an unparalleled speed!

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)