Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 740 I’ll Give You the Gold Mine
The heat wave twisted into transparent ripples in the bushes. Song Heping and Jiang Feng acted separately, and both of them encircled the enemy from the flank.

After all, they were trained in the same army and have gone through so many battles, so there is no problem in their cooperation, it can be said to be seamless.

It is very risky to encircle a force that is superior to your own.

So there must be suddenness and the best position must be occupied.

On both sides and in the front, form a semicircular funnel, and then cross fire to solve the problem at one time.

Three pickup trucks, less than twenty militants in total.

For a top-tier veteran like Song Heping, it's a piece of cake.

Even the Mossad commandos were defeated by Song Heping.

Not to mention the local rebels and armed forces here in Sudan?
Soon, Song Heping had taken advantage of the cover of the surrounding bushes and trees to get into position.

Jiang Feng also quickly entered the designated attack position.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

The east wind is the sound of Song Heping’s gunshot.

His index finger gently stroked the handguard of the Type 56 submachine gun.

Forty meters away, six gunmen wearing mixed camouflage styles were surrounding A Guan and Boss Hou, punching and kicking them, yelling at them to hand over their belongings.

thing?

what?
Under the scorching sunlight, Boss Hao Hou's tanned face turned pale with fright. He took out a bag from his pocket tremblingly and handed it over tremblingly.

The leading guy, Xiao Hei, reached out and grabbed the bag, poured out some things from it, then picked up one and squinted his eyes to look at it in the sunlight.

The little gadget pinched between two black fingers was sparkling, emitting a unique glow in the sunlight.

Although it wasn't very bright, Song Heping could see it.

It was an unpolished pink diamond!
"Fuck me!"

Song Heping thought, no wonder Guan and the others were being hunted.

A common man is not guilty of carrying a jade.

The market value of these pink diamonds is not low.

I don’t know where he and Lao Hou got it from.

The leader, Xiao Hei, got what he wanted, grinned, revealing his full white teeth, put the pink diamond back into the bag, and then took two steps back...

Seeing this, Song Heping immediately realized that he had to take action.

If they don't take action now, A Guan and Boss Hou will definitely be finished.

Sure enough, a little black guy came up and pointed a gun at Aguan's head.

bang bang——

The sound was not from the gun in the black man's hand.

But it was his head that exploded.

Because Song Heping fired first.

blah blah-

Jiang Feng immediately followed suit.

"Fuck them!"

Song Heping immediately began firing rapidly.

All six Xiao Hei fell to the ground in less than three seconds.

They couldn't even figure out where the bullets came from.

The other black guys in and beside the three pickup trucks were so confident of victory that they were not on guard at all. Everyone was either sitting in the car, leaning against the car, smoking, or chewing khat.

I never expected that death would suddenly come to me.

They heard gunshots and saw their accomplices falling to the ground one after another, and they frantically reached for the automatic rifles hanging on their bodies.

One person was so scared that a cigarette butt fell into his clothes and burned himself, making him grimace in pain.

“Crossfire! Now!”

Song Heping yelled.

Three firing points on both sides of the road and in the direction of the scrap yard opened fire simultaneously. The sudden burst of gunfire formed a perfect angle, and the little black men who were touching their guns fell down like wheat.

A Guan took the opportunity to drag Lao Hou into the ditch beside the road. A few black guys had just been beaten to death beside him and Lao Hou, and a lot of brain matter had exploded and splattered all over him. At this time, he had no time to wipe it off, no time to...

As the bullet flew over Aguan's head, he smelled a strong smell of sulfur.

Less than three minutes.

The gunfire stopped.

Ah Guan and Hou Xing were lying in the ditch. Hou Xing asked, "Have you heard... the gunfire stopped?"

Guan: “It seems so…”

Hou Xing: "Let's run, get in here, run over there..."

He pointed to the bushes nearby.

"It's probably another group of people who are robbing us. We don't want the diamonds anymore, let's run!"

As he spoke, Hou Xing suddenly became ten times more agile than usual, using his hands and feet to get into the bushes.

He didn't even care about the thorns and brambles inside that scratched his face and hands, leaving bloody cuts, nor did he care about the prickles on his hands. The only thing in his mind was to escape.

When he and A Guan really crawled through the bushes several meters deep, they suddenly found a pair of Salomon shoes in front of them.

"It's over..."

Hou Xing's eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

Just out of the wolf's den, into the tiger's mouth again...

"Guan, why are you crawling? Stand up and talk! It's me!"

A voice spoke in extremely pure Chinese with a hint of smile.

When Hou Xing and A Guan heard this, they were so surprised that they almost fainted again.

Looking up, Guan saw the face of his old friend.

"Song Heping?"

A Guan's pure Beijing dialect accent was trembling.

"I'm not dreaming...right? Is it really you!?"

Song Heping grabbed his hand and pulled him up.

"It's me, Guan!"

"Brothers!"

A Guan suddenly pounced on and hugged Song Heping.

Song Heping felt A Guan's surging emotions.

This guy just lay on Song Heping's shoulder, a man who was almost forty years old, sobbing like a wronged child.

"I really thought I was going to die. What would my mother do if I died... Wuuuuu... Please don't laugh at me, brother. I almost peed my pants just now... Wuuuuu..."

"Okay, okay, it's okay."

Song Heping could only pat A Guan's shoulders like coaxing a child and constantly comfort him.

"You're not dreaming, and you're not dead. I just happened to pass by here. This is fate. We brothers are destined to be together."

"Help...save me..."

Just as the two of them were hugging each other and chatting about friendship, Boss Hou's wailing suddenly came from the ground.

"He's been shot!"

Jiang Feng checked on Boss Hou who was lying on his back and hadn't gotten up.

Boss Hou was pressing his handkerchief against his thigh which was bleeding profusely.

Because he was trying to escape, Boss Hou didn't even notice he'd been hit by a stray bullet. The six black men surrounding the Toyota SUV didn't have time to fight back, but as they fell to the ground, one of them pulled the trigger, unleashing a volley of stray bullets...

Jiang Feng quickly felt around his body and said, "Fuck! There's no tourniquet!"

"Then what?!"

A Guan was a little panicked. He squatted beside Boss Hou and looked at Song Heping with pleading eyes: "Brother Hou is my good brother, Heping, please think of a way to save him!"

Song Heping said to Jiang Feng, "Go find the guide. I asked him to get three first aid kits in the car before we set off!"

"it is good!"

Jiang Feng ran towards the scrapyard as fast as he could.

Song Heping squatted beside Boss Hou and used a butterfly knife to cut open the clothes on his thigh.

Blood covered his entire thigh. Song Heping took the handkerchief from Boss Hou and gently wiped it.

Boss Hou screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Seeing the wound, Song Heping frowned.

"The bleeding is quite heavy... I hope it's not a ruptured artery..."

Boss Hou suddenly grabbed Song Heping's wrist. The dial of the Rolex Daytona on his wrist was left with spider-web patterns from the car crash and escape.

"Mr. Song, I have a small gold mine in North Darfur. Please save me. If you can save me, I will give you the gold mine..."

(End of this chapter)