Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 713 In big trouble
"Quick! Everyone grab the rope!"

Song Heping used ropes to string everyone together into a centipede formation, then pulled out all that was left except the fluorescent sticks, which he broke off and held in his hands: "If you get blown away, move here immediately!"

The glow sticks glowed red in the sandstorm.

He recalled the quicksand trap he encountered during extreme survival training in the Taklamakan Desert. The only thing left on the sand surface of the comrade who was swallowed was a right hand holding a compass.

Antonov was cursing the sandstorm in Russian, but his voice was soon drowned out by the sound of the wind and sand.

The sand beneath their feet suddenly came alive, gradually submerging several people's ankles and knees like flooding water...

Song Heping wanted to remind everyone not to be buried by the sand, and to pull their hands and feet out of the sand when the time is right, otherwise it would be too late to escape once they were buried up to their chests.

The sandstorm did not last too long.

After a full hour, the sandstorm suddenly dissipated like the tide.

In the dry riverbed, several people huddled quietly beside the weathered rock wall like sealed sandmen.

"Cough cough cough-"

Song Heping's violent cough broke the silence.

After shaking off half a kilogram of sand from the dust cover, he immediately looked around.

"Antonov!"

"Sarah!"

"Jiang Feng!"

All three disappeared.

There is only sand around.

Song Heping hurriedly scraped the sand beside him.

"Sokka!"

A large, hairy hand emerged from a pile of sand.

Antonov was the first to emerge from the sand.

"Bah, bah, bah -"

He tried to spit out the sand in his mouth, but there was no moisture in his mouth, and the yellow sand that came out was like smoke.

Song Heping dug something out of the sand and pulled it hard, pulling Jiang Feng out.

"Jiang Feng!"

He quickly brushed off the dust on Jiang Feng's face.

The dust stuck on Jiang Feng's face was blown away, and his breath sprayed on Song Heping's hand.

He is still alive.

Song Heping's heart relaxed.

"Are you OK?"

"fine……"

Jiang Feng blew his nose twice to spit out the sand inside.

"I almost suffocated, it was really..."

"Where's Sarah?!"

Song Heping suddenly remembered the only woman in the team.

"Fuck me!"

He quickly turned around and dug in the sand.

Among the few people, Sara was the only injured one and the weakest.

Antonov came over to help after hearing this.

Several people worked together to dig in the sand for a long time and finally found the dying Sarah in the sand pile.

"Oh no, I'm not breathing."

Jiang Feng sniffed his breath.

no feeling.

Song Heping put his hand under Sarah's nostrils, and sure enough, she was no longer breathing.

He immediately reached out and pressed on Sarah's carotid artery.

There is still a faint pulsation.

"There's still help!"

After that, he dragged Sarah out and laid her on the ground, then began to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

"I'll give him artificial respiration!"

Antonov appeared very positive.

Song Heping looked at Antonov, whose face was covered in yellow sand and whose beard was untidy, and said disdainfully, "Go away! The taste of vodka is still in your mouth!"

"Ho-"

After a busy period, Sarah suddenly opened her eyes, let out a breath from her throat, and began to breathe on her own.

"Help her sit up."

The family worked together to help Sarah sit up.

Song Heping patted Sarah's back vigorously.

Antonov said: "We have to run quickly. Those Mossad people should still be nearby."

"I thought I heard an explosion when the sandstorm came." Jiang Feng said, "Did they crash?"

"You go and take a look." Song Heping took out the last bit of saline solution and fed it to Sarah, and asked Jiang Feng to go and scout.

"Be careful."

"it is good."

Jiang Feng stood up and walked to the other side of the riverbed and climbed up the rock wall.

Soon, he climbed to the edge of the riverbed and stretched his head to look carefully in the direction of the helicopter chasing him.

The wind and sand have stopped in the distance, and all traces of the sandstorm have been smoothed out, giving the desert a very flat and dense feeling.

The wreckage of the two Black Hawk helicopters, covered in yellow sand, lay about four hundred meters away.

"Deserve it!"

Jiang Feng grinned suddenly, but his lips burst and he grimaced in pain.

Suddenly, a few sparks appeared next to the wreckage of the helicopter.

It was almost dusk, but the sky had not yet darkened, so the flashes of light were not dazzling.

But Jiang Feng was sensitive enough to feel the threat and lowered his head.

Chachacha——

Chachacha——

A volley of bullets hit him less than three meters away.

"I go!"

He quickly slid down the rock wall back to the bottom of the riverbed and immediately reported to Song Heping: "Old squad leader, the Mossad people are still alive!"

Song Heping nodded at this time, stood up and scratched the rock wall behind him a few times, and picked out a ricocheting bullet.

"5.56, NATO standard. Those guys are still alive."

"Withdraw!"

"Where to retreat?!?"

Antonov said angrily, "Why not fight them? There's desert everywhere here, and there's nowhere to hide. They have water on them, so they can endure it longer than us! And we have a wounded man with us, so there's no way we can escape!"

Song Heping said, "We have no choice. We must retreat to those buildings first. If we can't escape, we have to find a place to fight them. Once we get into the room, we might have a chance in close combat. I think they are in trouble too. The helicopter crashed, and I guess a lot of people died. I don't think the number of people will be too many."

"This is the only way!" Jiang Feng agreed with Song Heping's suggestion: "Retreat to the building we saw earlier, and when they come over, engage them in close combat indoors."

He touched his belt.

"I can also strangle someone with this thing!"

Antonov pulled out his GRU dagger again and shook it twice in his hand.

"No problem! I'm going to rip a Hebrew's neck open before I die."

Song Heping quickly carried Sarah and walked along the riverbed with Jiang Feng and Antonov towards the dilapidated house they had seen before, which might be the smugglers' base.

The riverbed has been dry for hundreds of years. After years of weathering, it has dried up and the rocks have become very brittle. But there is one advantage, that is, there are gullies of all sizes crisscrossing the riverbed. As long as you walk along the riverbed, you will definitely reach the building. This is much safer than climbing up and rushing into the house on the exposed sand.

"Look, what is that!?"

Jiang Feng, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and stared at the front.

Song Heping followed his gaze and immediately gasped.

A skeleton was leaning against a weathered stone wall, its head tilted, its clothes had long since shredded into pieces, hanging on its body in wisps, and a rifle was lying across its lower abdomen!
That’s right, Song Heping saw it clearly, it was a rifle!
"Jiang Feng, hold Sarah, I'll go take a look."

Walking up to the skeleton, Song Heping knew what it was at a glance.

This skeleton has definitely not been here for just a few years, but for at least several decades.

Although the original color of the tattered cloth on his body could not be seen, it was definitely a standard uniform. The rifle placed on his legs was an old Lee-Enfield rifle, which was a rifle equipped by the British army during World War II.

It seems that these are the bodies left behind from a battle when the British army was fighting in North Africa during World War II.

Looking at the rifle, it was obvious that it was broken and could not be used.

However, Song Heping became very interested in the bayonet hanging under the muzzle of the gun.

Now none of them had a gun, only Antonov had a GRU dagger and a signal gun for distress that he brought with him when he left the plane.

Relying on these to fight against the Mossad commandos armed to the teeth is simply a fantasy.

Therefore, even an old-fashioned bayonet is very useful to Song Heping.

He hurried forward and removed the bayonet.

There was some rust where the bayonet connected to the gun body, and it took a lot of effort to remove it.

"It's okay. These are the bodies left behind by the British army during World War II. Let's keep going."

Song Heping took back the bayonet, returned to his companions, and continued to lead them towards the suspicious buildings.

But when he was less than twenty meters away from the building, Jiang Feng suddenly stopped.

"Old monitor!"

His cries were very unclear because there was no moisture in his mouth.

When Song Heping saw Jiang Feng turn around, his lips trembled slightly.

"I think I stepped on a landmine..."

"Landmine!?"

Song Heping's mind buzzed.

Antonov frowned and said, "How can there be mines in a place like this?!"

"possible!"

Song Heping interrupted Antonov, looked around, and said coldly: "We may be in big trouble."

(End of this chapter)