Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 735: Decision to Leave
After the dust settled, blood gushed out of Umar's chest like a fountain as he lay on the ground.

Several minions rushed forward and tried desperately to stop the bleeding, but no matter how hard they tried, it was completely useless.

A few minutes later, Umar, who was as strong as an ox, breathed his last and went to hell to be reborn.

"Kill him!"

Seeing his boss being killed on the spot, one of Umar's confidants suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it at Song Heping.

All of Umar's men at the scene raised their guns and aimed at Song Heping.

At the same time, all the guards in Old Ahmed's tribe raised their guns.

Hundreds of guns were pointed at each other.

The woman and her child quickly left the scene and returned to the house and tent.

The atmosphere suddenly became like a taut bowstring that could break at any moment.

"Who dares!"

Nura rushed forward to stand in front of Song Heping, and then shouted something in Bedouin to the crowd around her.

Song Heping's nervousness at this moment cannot be described in words.

If you are not careful, it is easy for the gun to go off accidentally.

Once the first shot is fired, a bloody massacre will surely follow.

A few minutes later, the muzzles of the Atek tribe soldiers' guns began to droop slowly, and then droop again...

In the end, everyone put down their guns.

Seeing this, Umar's confidant who pointed a pistol at Song Heping turned around and looked at his subordinates, his face full of anger and helplessness.

"We will remember this!"

He uttered a feeble threat viciously, turned around and waved his hand: "Retreat!"

Several minions came up and carried Umar's body and placed him on the camel's back.

Just like when they came, they walked very fast and disappeared in the distance of the desert after a few minutes.

The difference is that Umar came in full vigor, but left sideways.

"What did you tell them?"

Song Heping could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Anyone who triggers the ancient code will be punished by heaven!"

Noura gave an explanation very seriously.

But Song Heping was surprised.

Just by reading out the ancient code, the dominant Atek branch militia was forced to leave in disgrace.

This is almost a miracle in Song Heping's logic.

He suddenly had an inexplicable feeling.

It is said that Bedouins are a symbol of ignorance, backwardness and closed-mindedness.

But they strictly abide by the ancient laws and dare not violate them even when it is beneficial to them.

In contrast, interpersonal relationships in modern society range from geopolitics to struggle.

law?

rule?

is that useful?
It's all the law of the jungle, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

Who is stupid after all?

It’s really hard to say.

"You are a true warrior."

Old Ahmed stepped forward and gave Song Heping a tight hug.

"From now on, you are our tribe's honored guest. Those who survive the warrior duel are surely chosen by God. Come, I will treat you with the highest courtesy today. Rest well here. Tomorrow we will break camp and head to another oasis. Come with us. Don't worry, the government and the military won't be able to find us."

The old man looked excited.

Song Heping seemed a little embarrassed.

It's nothing more than victory by force, I don't think there is anything special about it.

The old man regarded himself as a god. But Song Heping was very clear-headed and knew who he was and what he wanted to do.

That night, the tribe slaughtered sheep and camels, and a bonfire was lit in the open space. Everyone sat around the bonfire, singing and dancing, eating meat and drinking wine.

"Nura, we have to leave."

Song Heping was not attracted by this temporary peace.

"What?! We just found a shelter. We're safe here. The old chief will lead everyone to a new oasis tomorrow. No one will be able to find us in the desert."

Noura looked and was not willing to leave immediately.

"It's better to leave."

Song Heping looked towards the bonfire in the center of the tribe. In the darkness, the firelight illuminated everyone's face red, and everyone's face was filled with carefree smiles.

Then he looked up at the sky.

The stars are twinkling.

But Song Heping didn't know whether there was a spy satellite passing by here among those stars.

It was hard to explain this to Noura.

He didn't want to say more.

"Remember your tribe?"

He had to uncover Noura's scars.

"If you don't want this place to become like that, you'd better come with me."

Nura's originally soft gaze suddenly became sharp.

The massacre in the fishing village was a nightmare that would haunt her for the rest of her life.

"All right……"

She nodded.

Nura absolutely respects Song Heping's decision.

This might not have been the case a few days ago.

However, after what I have seen and heard in the past few days, the man in front of me is like a god.

It’s definitely right to listen to him.

"Where are we going?"

"Go south, through Sudan, then into Ethiopia, and then Somalia."

Song Heping's tone was extremely firm.

"If we want to gain a foothold in Africa, we must find a suitable location. The place that Americans dislike the most is where we should go most."

"You mean Somalia?" Noura said. "Are you going to see Abdul?"

"Yes." Song Heping did not deny his thoughts and plans at all: "Find him, kill him. Didn't you say he is the strongest pirate force in Somalia? Just like a person who wants to be the king of the jungle, shouldn't he kill the strongest tiger to prove his strength? Besides, it is also revenge for your people. They were implicated because of me. I can't let their deaths be in vain."

Noura nodded vigorously and said, "I'll listen to you! Let's go to Somalia. I know someone there who might be able to help."

"That's good……"

Song Heping changed the subject and said, "But before I leave Egypt, I have two things to do. First, I need to find someone to notify Jiang Feng and Antonov. Second, I think I should go find Senid."

"Looking for Senid?"

Nura asked puzzledly, "Is he the one who betrayed us?"

"That's right." Song Heping said, "I believe he didn't betray us intentionally, but I don't care about that. I care about why he betrayed us."

"Of course it's for money!" Noura said. "Those hypocrites in the city would sell everything for money, including their souls."

Song Heping said, "I don't think it's that simple. Money is one thing, but a more effective threat is violence. The Mossad must have found Senid. If my guess is correct, someone should be watching Senid right now. They must be Mossad agents. They're waiting for us to go back and mess with Senid. Do you believe it?"

Nura thought for a moment and said, "I believe it. I believe everything you say."

Song Heping said, "There's a saying in my hometown that goes, 'A gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years.' But I'm different. I won't wait until revenge is too late. Since they're having so much fun chasing me, how can I let them have so much fun? From now on, I'll kill every Mossad member I see until they completely give up. Either I die, or they surrender."

Noura's eyes lit up.

At this moment, Song Heping was more manly than any other man in the world.

(End of this chapter)