Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 511 Where’s My Cannon!?

Chapter 511 Where’s My Cannon!?
"problem occurs."

Song Heping saw the soldiers on both sides of the gate wall retreating and realized that something was going to happen.

Sure enough, just as the commandos who were gathered at the door and shooting inside had retreated less than ten meters away, a loud explosion was heard at the gate.

boom--

The huge fireball rose more than ten meters high. Even though Song Heping was more than two hundred meters away, he could still feel the airflow generated by the explosion.

The treetops around were rustling as if a strong wind was blowing through them.

The two already shaky iron gates flew into the air and landed seven or eight meters away, directly smashing down several trees as thick as bowls.

The armored vehicle that hit the door was blown back by the shock wave, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The other VRC TT armored vehicle was more than ten meters away from the door and did not suffer much damage, but the commander was so scared that he screamed and ordered the armored vehicle to retreat immediately.

The scene instantly became chaotic, with thick smoke filling the direction of the gate, making it impossible to see what was happening.

"What is so powerful!?"

Even Wilson's expression changed.

"Without a pickup truck's worth of explosives, it would be difficult to cause such extensive damage."

Song Heping was not unfamiliar with this kind of explosives and often encountered such situations in Yiligo.

Who cares whether it’s an armored vehicle or not?

Equivalence is justice.

As long as the explosive equivalent is sufficient and there are enough explosives, let alone this outdated armored vehicle, even the most advanced Abrams tank of the US military can be overturned.

“Albert, what’s going on at the door?!”

Wilson immediately called the commandos ahead on the channel.

But he didn't get a reply for a long time.

Although the surrounding commandos had retreated before the explosion, they did not run far. Some people must have been injured in such a violent explosion.

Sure enough, after a while, calls for medics could be heard from all over the channel.

It seems that many people were injured.

Albert finally reported at this time.

"These drug dealers are crazy! They just drove a pickup truck loaded with explosives towards the door. There must be a lot of weapons and ammunition hidden in this manor!"

Wilson said, "Are our men all right?"

"Two of them were knocked unconscious and need to be sent for examination. I'm worried about internal bleeding! One Mexican is dead, and three are injured!"

"What's the situation with the DEA?"

"It's not good either. I think some of them are injured as well."

Just when everything was in a hustle and bustle, a shrill whistling sound came from inside the gate.

When Song Heping heard this, his heart was suddenly shocked.

"RPG!"

Sure enough, two RPGs emerged from the thick smoke and flew straight towards the gate.

Through the thick smoke, the rocket launcher shooter inside didn't have much accuracy. He just fired two rockets in this direction.

But that's enough.

The VRC TT armored vehicle, which had already been blown over, was hit directly on the front.

The shaped charge warhead hit the armor plate, splashing huge sparks. The bulletproof plates of old armored vehicles like VRC TT could not withstand the attack of rockets. The warhead directly broke through the pitifully thin iron plate and drilled into the car.

boom--

Explosions, flames, and thick smoke.

Then there was the fire.

Poor Mexican Maroons hiding in the armored vehicle were stunned by the explosion and were sent to see God before they could get out of the vehicle to escape.

The Mexican commander of the Maroons was jumping up and down and cursing, ordering his men to retreat immediately.

When Song Heping saw this situation, he finally understood why Mexico's anti-drug efforts had been so ineffective.

Although wars now rely on high technology, the Mexican military does not have much high technology, and its equipment is even worse than that of drug traffickers.

The operation tonight was clearly an operation with superior forces. Two battalions plus two elite American assault teams were actually beaten back by a group of drug traffickers hiding in the manor.

I feel ashamed of myself.

"Wilson, if we keep fighting like this, the cost will be too high." Song Heping said, "Time is running out. We've been making such a fuss for a long time but haven't been able to break in. The drug dealers have all escaped. Fucking hell! You might as well just let our company take over this offensive operation. I'll transfer a mercenary battalion from Yiligo and give it to these guys directly. Believe it or not, we can just give it to them."

Wilson is the commander-in-chief tonight, and Song Heping is slapping himself in the face by saying this.

He was a little unhappy.

I have rich practical experience, and I feel embarrassed to be taught a lesson by such a young man.

So he said with an unhappy face: "If you can do it, come on!" It was just an angry remark, but Song Heping was not joking with him.

"I'm here, so I'll take over command of the operation. Damn it, I'll show you how I fight!"

Song Heping's words immediately made Wilson embarrassed.

Really give?

Of course not.

"Why are you still standing here?" Song Heping was not polite to him. The drug dealers inside had probably gone into the tunnel by now, and leaving a bunch of brothers outside was just a desperate attempt to delay time.

"Don't you have any good armored vehicles or heavy artillery or mortars? Drag them all over here and bombard them hard. Give us a ten-minute blanket bombardment. Who the hell can't handle this?!"

Wilson was quite unhappy at first, but Song Heping's words finally made him wiser.

Yes.

炮！
How can we attack without artillery?!

"Colonel! Colonel!"

He trotted over and grabbed the commander of the Mexican Marun.

"Do you have any artillery?!"

The commander was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, but it's just a mortar."

"Bring them all here and fire them hard! Use extended fire from the gate to the manor, and blow them to death!"

Wilson lost his temper.

He is in charge of today's operation. If there are too many casualties, it will be difficult for him to report back.

What's more, the drug lords inside are probably starting to escape into the tunnel. If we don't attack quickly, the entire operation may fail.

"Field, Mussel, quickly take your men and pull all the mortars over here! Quickly! Set up the guns on the hillside, aim at the gate, fire a salvo, then start extended fire to cover the villa!"

"Yes, sir!"

The Mexican Maroons sprang into action.

They quickly brought in 12 81mm mortars. The firepower was not very strong, but it was definitely enough.

But just as the mortar was set up, Song Heping heard a strange sound of breaking air in the air.

"Mortar shells?"

He was stunned at first, then he suddenly fell to the ground and crawled under the armored vehicle.

"Wilson, bombard!"

Wilson reacted quickly enough.

When Song Heping lay down, he also lay down.

Song Heping called him, and he rolled and crawled under the car.

In the face of artillery shells, no matter who you are, all beings are equal.

boom--