Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 748 All the way north

"Did the 35 million really arrive?"

After Song Heping finished the call, Jiang Feng couldn't wait to ask.

"It actually arrived. I confirmed it with Ferrari, and he was also confused."

Song Heping turned to Nura and Antonov and said, "The current situation is that someone has paid $35 million, and the money has already been received. The requirement is that we serve as mercenaries for this Dr. Maria. I think you also know her idea, which is to rescue these villagers. Now I need manpower. You are not from my company, so I can't force you. If you want to withdraw, you can leave on your own."

Antonov was the first to respond: "How much is the reward?"

Song Heping smiled and said, "Everyone who participates in this operation will share the profits equally. I won't take a single cent more."

Antonov turned and began to count heads.

"I...Nura, Song, Jiang...hiss——"

He took a deep breath, surprise creeping onto his face.

"With four of us, wouldn't each of us get over $8 million?"

"Don't wish for it!"

Nura poured cold water on him.

"You'll need to be alive to do this! In this situation, if you run into a rebel army on the road, it'll be impossible to escape once you're entangled. Look at them..."

Noura pointed at the unarmed villagers.

"There are only four of us! Over two hundred inexperienced villagers, plus twenty seriously injured soldiers. Do you think we have a chance of breaking out?!"

After being scolded by Nura, Antonov's enthusiasm was immediately dampened.

"count me in."

Danny's voice came from behind, and Song Heping was not surprised at all.

He would help out out of both reason and emotion.

"Well, I'll give you some."

Song Heping turned around and saw that Danny had already picked up his gun and put on an old marching backpack. He was fully armed and looked ready for battle.

"Our biggest problem right now is the wounded. Maria, count the wounded immediately. Those with minor injuries who can walk on their own should do so. If they can't walk, send someone to carry them on stretchers or provide them with support."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

Seeing that Song Heping agreed to take the business and had already started to make arrangements, Maria dared not delay any longer and immediately called on the villagers to start allocating manpower and collecting stretchers.

"Everyone else, listen to me for a few words and look over here!"

Song Heping raised his hands, waved a few times, and shouted to attract the villagers' attention.

The villagers present all looked at Song Heping.

"Any of you who have ever held or fired a gun, raise your hands! Especially the young people!"

In a flash, thirty hands were raised in the crowd.

“That’s quite a few…”

Song Heping was very surprised.

But after thinking about it, I understood.

This is Africa.

After all, in Africa, only a few people have never touched a gun, especially in war-torn areas.

War breaks out every few years in this hellhole of a place called Sudan, and the local people living here have more or less learned to use guns to protect themselves.

"Have you received professional military training?"

Song Heping continued to ask.

No one raised their hand this time.

"hiss--"

Jiang Feng's face suddenly turned ugly and he couldn't help but start touching his chin.

"Fucking hell, they're all wild creatures. They might be okay for hunting, but fighting is a problem."

Song Heping said: "It's better than nothing."

Then he said, "You and Antonov, take them to the area around the village to collect weapons and ammunition. The dead have everything on them. Also, tell the young men who can carry heavy loads to bring plenty of water and food. See how many vehicles the rebels have left that are still usable. We'll immediately organize them and head north."

"it is good."

Jiang Feng accepted the task and immediately started collecting weapons scattered around with the villagers, along with Antonov.

This time, hundreds of militants were killed and all of them were armed.

There are also two armed pickup trucks, both of which are equipped with large-caliber DShK heavy machine guns.

But the biggest problem is ammunition.

We had fired a round before, so there wasn't much ammunition left on the corpse.

There are less than two boxes of bullets left for the DShK heavy machine guns on the two armed pickup trucks, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to withstand a round of attack.

The situation is not optimistic.

But the conditions are like this now, and it’s not Song Heping’s turn to be picky.

Being able to obtain weapons and ammunition was already a blessing in disguise. Without these weapons and ammunition, Song Heping would be powerless even if he was a skilled cook without rice.

After more than ten minutes, everything was arranged.

Since the militants arrived in five trucks, two pickup trucks, and Song Heping's jeep, they could barely squeeze in two hundred people, but it was as crowded as a can of sardines.

Song Heping frowned when he saw this situation.

As long as they are attacked in the middle of the journey, a volley of bullets can penetrate the entire enemy line.

"This won't work..." Jiang Feng also saw the problem: "If we get attacked, there will definitely be heavy casualties."

"Um……"

Song Heping frowned and thought for a while, then looked at the bodies of the militants around him.

"I have an idea..."

Ten minutes later, a jeep and an armored pickup truck drove out of the village and turned north along the dirt road.

A minute later, five trucks came rumbling onto the dirt road.

Finally, there's another armed pickup truck.

In the jeep in front, Song Heping had already taken the red beret of the dead armed group commander and put it on his head.

Now he was wearing the shirt that had been stripped off the commander, covering his original clothes.

Coupled with the Type 56 submachine gun and Type 63 bullet belt on his body, he looked no different from a militant from a distance.

In the first car sat Nura and Song Heping.

Following in the second position on the pickup truck were Antonov and Jiang Feng, who was responsible for operating the machine gun in the truck bed.

In the rear armed pickup truck, Maria was the driver and Danny was operating the machine gun.

More than 30 villagers who were able to operate weapons were scattered across five trucks, all sitting in the cab or directly on the roof of the cab, so that they could shoot at any time when something happened without being blocked by the crowd.

This is the best solution Song Heping can think of.

"Don't be nervous, Noura."

Looking at Nura, whose forehead was already covered in sweat, Song Heping could only offer words of comfort: "If you see armed men ahead, stop the car immediately. If they spot us, I'll tell you to keep looking forward if there are only a few of them. If there are more, have the heavy machine guns behind you deal with them."

"Well, I see..."

Noura nodded.

She covered her face, so Song Heping couldn't see her expression.

But there was not much fear in her eyes.

"Actually, you can leave on your own and go to Ethiopia." Song Heping said, "There's no need to take the risk with us."

"I went to Ethiopia because I wanted to go to Somalia, and I went to Somalia because you promised to help me get revenge."

Noura's thinking logic is very clear.

"If you die, who will help me avenge you? Rely on our tribesmen? I'm afraid we won't be able to bring down Abdul..."

Sounds reasonable.

But Song Heping knew that Nura was not telling the truth.

"Do you like that girl?"

Seeing that Song Heping didn't say anything, Nura suddenly asked a nonsensical question.

"Huh? Which woman?"

"That female doctor."

Noura didn't even want to mention Maria's name.

"Ah...you mean Maria?"

"Correct."

"How could that be? We've only known each other for a few hours?"

"Then why would you take such a risk for her?"

"I'm just taking their money! Credibility, understand? A man's credibility!"

"I do not believe."

"Wait...why are you asking this?"

"what……"

Noura was speechless.

She suddenly realized that she was too immersed in the role.

What is your identity?
Why do you ask that?

"Attention, there's someone ahead!"

In the co-pilot seat, Song Heping issued a warning and lifted the 56 assault rifle.

About a hundred meters in front of the car, the figures of several militants appeared in sight.

(End of this chapter)