Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 398: Firepower Rush
Although it is January, it is still very hot here.

Mosquitoes buzzed in my ears and hovered like bombers, ready to pounce and bite me at any time, which was extremely annoying.

"Damn mosquitoes!"

The guard in charge of lookout on the rooftop cursed softly and slapped a hungry mosquito on the neck, killing it.

He cursed and seemed full of resentment.

Today he was on guard duty on the rooftop and had not left since dusk.

The aroma of wine and meat wafting up from downstairs was simply a torture.

He looked at his watch.

I can change shifts at twelve o'clock. At that time, I will go to the kitchen to find some leftovers and get a bottle of good wine to comfort my stomach, and then have a good sleep until dawn.

Now there are bodyguards and armed guards inside and outside the house, and this is the territory of the boss Ba Chai. Who dares to come here to cause trouble?
It's totally unnecessary to make everyone nervous and stressed out on duty!

Walking to the rooftop railing, the guard stuck his head out and looked down.

Several off-road vehicles were parked in front of the house, and there were a few burly bodyguards beside the brothers at the front door. They were the armed men who had just come with the off-road vehicles.

"Humph!"

He had no good feelings towards these vicious guys.

He's seen these guys.

They also came once a month ago.

I don’t know what’s going on recently, but there are always white people coming to see the boss.

Moreover, the bodyguards brought by these white people are so arrogant that they don’t take the people from the White Face Group seriously at all, and their noses are all in the air.

"What are you showing off for!"

He cursed softly and wanted to spit on the heads of the guys below, but he finally held back.

Looking around, as the night deepened, the town became quiet and the guards' tense nerves relaxed a little.

He took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one and lit it carefully, then took a few greedy puffs, reveling in the comfort of puffing out smoke.

Smoking is something he doesn't like to do in public. If his boss sees him, he will definitely be scolded.

Because Bachai doesn't smoke.

Ok……

A flour vendor, he doesn't smoke.

But he sells white flour.

Ha ha.

It is said that smoking causes cancer.

Got cancer?
Is it true that smoking white flour can make you live a hundred years?
hypocritical!

He laughed coldly in his heart.

Just as he was immersed in the relaxing feeling of smoking, in the alley opposite the small red building, two dark shadows were slowly approaching the building.

On the other side behind him, two dark shadows were quietly approaching and were already about thirty meters away from the small red building.

Due to the extremely underdeveloped local economy, this small town has almost no public lighting facilities at night, and it is dark everywhere. Even if there are a few houses with lights on, it is very dim outside the windows.

At the front door, several of Bachai's men gathered together to chat. The mercenaries brought by Joyce seemed to have nothing in common with them. They stood several meters away from each other, chatting about their own things without interfering with each other.

Not far from the front door, Song Heping, who was hiding behind a corner, felt a flicker of joy in his heart. He whispered in the channel, "Gray Wolf, report your location."

“In place.”

He soon received a reply from the gray wolf.

"Hunter reports the situation."

"The guards on the rooftop were smoking, the people downstairs were chatting, and there was no one in the yard on the first floor. Everyone was inside the building."

"clear."

He once again glanced at the bodyguards and guards at the door.

Standing a little scattered.

But it's okay, the PKM machine gun fan-shaped fire should be able to solve the problem in a very short time.

But be quick!
Speed ​​is the essence!

As long as you are fast enough, the other party will not have time to react. If they have time to react, they will hide behind the car or in the yard, and things will be difficult.

But no matter how difficult it is, it is not as difficult as the times when Irigo raided other people's lairs.

Song Heping made a gesture to the disaster star who was hiding in the corner of the wall across the alley, reminding him to be ruthless and not spare anyone.

Then he issued an order in the channel.

"Attention all teams, get ready—action!"

The word "action" was uttered, and the two attack teams opened fire almost simultaneously.

Da da da da da da da da—

The machine gunners from the two teams at the front and back gates of the yard, Disaster Star and White Bear, happily played the music of death with their PKM general-purpose machine guns at the same time.

At a close distance of more than 30 meters, the PKM general-purpose machine gun's strafing is deadly.

This gun has always been White Bear's favorite.

There's a reason to love it.

Because it is a classic among machine guns, its status among assault rifles is no less than that of AK47.

Over the years, over 100 million units have been sold. Kalashnikov, the father of the AK, personally oversaw its design.

It inherits the advantages of the AK family of guns - simplicity, durability, and powerful firepower!

Using 7.62X54MM bullets, it can penetrate 200mm steel plate even at a distance of 10 meters.

It can also be loaded with a 200-round magazine.

There are also shortcomings, which is also a common problem of early Soviet weapons. The installation position of the sight is unreasonable and it is easy to loosen.

But, at more than 30 meters, there’s no need for a scope, just aim and fire wildly!
A long muzzle flame blasted out from the gun barrel, illuminating the corner of the wall.

The disaster star's face was as cold and ruthless as steel, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Bullets rained down on the front door.

The guards had no time to react, and blood mist exploded in front of their chests, and they collapsed to the ground.

The bodyguards Joyce brought with him reacted a little faster.

After losing two people, the rest of them rushed to the three off-road vehicles, hid behind the vehicles and tried to use the vehicles as cover to catch their breath and then organize a counterattack.

But Song Heping didn't give them a chance.

Taking advantage of the firepower suppression from the disaster star, Song Heping rushed forward with his gun.

In fact, this way of charging is extremely dangerous.

If someone came out from the rooftop or the second or third floor and shot at Song Heping at this moment, he would probably be dead.

But now there are fewer people beating more people.

If you don’t gamble, you won’t have a motorcycle.

Not taking a gamble is also a dead end.

fast!
fierce!
ruthless!
This is the core of Song Heping's tactics today.

Once the other party reacts and realizes that there are only six of them, they will probably react quickly and counterattack.

Just as Joyce's bodyguards got behind the car and had no time to react, a grenade suddenly slid from under the car and rolled directly to their feet.

"Grenade!"

One of the bodyguards screamed and wanted to reach out to pick up the grenade and throw it back - after all, he was a veteran who had experienced actual combat. The grenade usually took five seconds to explode, so even if it landed and rolled to his feet, there would still be one or two seconds of redundancy.

He picked up the grenade very quickly.

But he made a wrong judgment.

Because the guy who threw the grenade was called Song Heping.

He anticipated the other party's reaction, pulled out the pin of the grenade, and let the gadget stay in his palm for two more seconds.

boom--

The grenade exploded in the bodyguard's hand.

Screams came from behind the car.

Song Heping was extremely fast. As soon as the explosion happened, he rushed to the side of the SUV and leaned over to point his rifle at the bodyguard who was still rolling on the ground and wailing in pain behind the car.

A magazine emptied quickly.

Several people went to see God.

Song Heping quickly changed the magazine.

At this time, the guard on the rooftop finally threw away his cigarette butt tremblingly, raised his gun and stretched out from the railing to shoot Song Heping downstairs.

bah—

His head exploded instantly.

A 7.62 caliber 7N1 bullet penetrated the skull and directly took off the entire back of the head.

His gun fell from the roof and hit the ground hard, causing it to go off on the spot, with bullets flying everywhere.

"Gray Wolf, have you entered the backyard?!"

Song Heping stood by the door in the front yard and asked Gray Wolf via radio.

"Come in! Backyard cleared."

"Cut off the power!"

"OK!"

The power source is in the backyard next to the dining room where there is a large electrical box.

The white bear and the gray wolf are old comrades.

The two of them cooperated very well.

White Bear's 200-round ammunition box was not empty yet, so he placed the PKM general-purpose machine gun at the corner of the courtyard wall and started firing wildly at the upstairs windows.

Bullets shattered every window.

Gray Wolf found the electrical box, stuffed a grenade inside, and yelled, "Grenade!"

People went into the restaurant next door.

boom--

There was an explosion and flames flew everywhere.

All four floors of the small red building were plunged into darkness.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)