Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 846 Traitor
Jasper felt a chill creep up from the soles of his feet.

Simon's face, as cold as ice, was filled with murderous intent.

He glanced at his side and saw Kobe's body lying there, an assault rifle still held in his hand in a guard position, with a charred bullet hole between his eyebrows.

"Damn it. It's all over."

Jasper cursed, his voice trembling.

Just over half an hour ago, he had a well-equipped "Watchmen" squad under his command, but now he was all alone.

Even more terrifying is that the "Satan" Team A, who should have been lying in ambush on the perimeter, has completely lost contact. From Simon's slightly smug smile, it seems he has found the answer.

Although both the "Watchmen" and "Satan" Legion A Team are elite, Simon knows their deployment locations well, making it incredibly easy for him to attack from behind. Even the most elite assault team members can't withstand a sniper shot from behind.

"rustle."

Suddenly, a static noise came from the headphones.

"Sir...we've been ambushed. The enemy is using the same channel and identification code as us."

A violent cough interrupted the call.

"This is a trap! Repeat, this is a trap."

boom!
Gunshots rang out, and communications came to an abrupt halt.

Jasper's combat uniform was soaked with cold sweat.

The voice on the channel just now belonged to one of the members of the "Satan" Legion's A Squad.

Clearly, they're all finished.

There's no need to ask anymore; it must be Simon's masterpiece.

He recalled Simon's eerie smile before his departure, and Song Heping's several precise breakthroughs and escapes from the encirclement, including the time he tracked Khalid to his hut. Less than ten minutes later, Song Heping had already fled to the oil refinery, seemingly possessing supernatural insight into his arrival time and troop deployment...

All the clues suddenly connected to a terrifying truth—Simon was clearly...

"When did you start working for Song?"

He reluctantly raised this question.

Now, Jasper knows he cannot leave alive.

But before he died, he longed for answers.

"I can only tell you that it has been a while."

Simon frowned slightly and gave a nonchalant reply.

"You just don't know it."

Suddenly, his right foot slammed out and pinned Jasper's wrist down.

click -

Jasper heard a popping sound from his wrist.

"what--"

He started screaming like a pig being slaughtered again.

"Don't try anything funny in front of me." Simon bent down, pulled a grenade from Jasper's waist, looked at it, and then threw it aside.

“You can be a hero, but not now. In a few hours, you will die here, and so will Song. Then you will be written into the mission casualty list, sent back to headquarters, and a new star will be put on the wall of nameless heroes.”

“Simon…we used to be partners…”

Jasper's face appeared even paler than the corpses in the morgue under the moonlight.

"You don't need to..."

Only the dead can keep secrets.

Simon interrupted his pleas, reached out and took the grenades and weapons from his body, then threw them away.

Then he dragged the screaming Jasper toward the center of the factory, leaving long, menacing trails of blood on the rusty ground.

While Jasper and Simon were talking outside the factory, Song Heping and his men, who were lying in ambush inside the factory, were met with a long, deathly silence.

"It looks like there's a war going on outside?"

Antonov asked in the channel.

"Have the Persians arrived?"

"impossible!"

Song Heping looked at his watch.

"They should be arriving in about twenty minutes. Besides, I told them not to approach easily once they get nearby. They should contact me first to get information about the situation here and then follow my instructions to take action."

"What was that gunshot outside the factory area?"

Nura was very curious. "Could it be that they're fighting amongst themselves?"

"Let's see first..."

At this point, Song Heping was also completely bewildered.

I thought tonight would be a life-or-death battle.

Unexpectedly, this was just the beginning. After a few booby traps, everything calmed down.
Did they have internal strife?
"somebody is coming!"

Antonov suddenly issued a warning.

"At the main gate... wait, something's not right... Is someone dragging a corpse? What's going on?"

Song Heping soon saw Simon at the main entrance.

However, the distance was too far, and it was impossible to see who it was through the night vision goggles.

Judging from the figure and movements, it appears to be a person dragging a corpse...

"That's not a corpse...it's a living person."

Song Heping saw clearly that the person being dragged was not dead and was still struggling, but he seemed to be seriously injured and completely unable to resist.

"Should we kill him?"

Antonov's finger had already begun to press the VSS trigger.

"Let's see first, don't shoot."

Before Song Heping could finish speaking, a familiar voice could be heard at the factory gate.

"Song! It's me, Simon!"

He shouted, cursing, "Get out of here right now! Get out of here any later and you'll all die here. I've cut off their communications and taken out their men. There are cars I've arranged outside. Get out of here immediately!"

"who is he?!"

Nura looked at Song Heping in surprise.

The visitor actually knew Song Heping's name.

"An old friend..."

Song Heping had already recognized Simon.

But a strange intuition welled up from the bottom of my heart, incredibly strong.

Something seems off...

Simon! What brings you here?

“If I hadn’t come, you would have been dead long ago. This time, not only the ‘Watchmen’ squad has come, but Jasper has also deployed an elite squad from the ‘Satan’ legion to ambush you when you break through!”

He paused, then cursed again, "Damn it! Stop arguing with me and get out of here! I've implanted a virus in the command system; all their communications have been cut off. Otherwise, why do you think we were able to repel their first attack so easily?! There's no time, hurry!"

After saying that, he threw Jasper, whom he was holding, to the ground.

Jasper started cursing again from the pain.

"Simon, you despicable traitor! I curse you to the ground..."

Before he could finish his second curse, Simon raised his hand and fired a shot into his head.

puff--

Jasper's brains splattered all over the ground, and he lay there as a true corpse.

"Suka! He killed a CIA agent? This guy was a CIA agent too?"

Antonov seemed to have guessed the identities of the two men, but witnessing this strange scene left him so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Song Heping frowned even more: "That's right, he's a CIA agent, the head of the intelligence station in Iligo, Simon."

"Song! Hurry up, where are you? Come out now, get out of here! There's no time!"

Simon kept urging him on, his voice filled with anxiety.

"Once their system is restored, everything will be over. Let's get out of here!"

Nura said, "He seems to be right. Now is a window of opportunity for the CIA to monitor us, and it's the best time for us to leave. If he's one of your people, then we can leave now..."

Song Heping looked around.

The area around the factory was pitch black, and the entire refinery was shrouded in silence.

"FUCK! Damn it, Song! Get out here! I've risked so much for you, if you don't come out now, I'm leaving. I can't cover for you later, otherwise I'll be in trouble too!"

Simon grew even more anxious in the open space of the factory.

(End of this chapter)