Chapter 38: Lethal Force (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

Chapter 38: Lethal Force (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

Chapter 38 Lethal Force (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)

The explosion of the first artillery shell was the signal. John Smith first detonated the ammunition depot and power generation equipment in the military camp. The military camp fell into darkness, but the ammunition depot at the edge exploded one after another, and the ammunition inside also exploded. Fortunately, the location was far away from the barracks area, otherwise this group of mercenaries would have suffered heavy casualties.

 The airport terminal not far away was constantly hit by artillery shells, and explosions occurred everywhere in the airport. Many people thought it was the US military coming.

At this time, it can be seen that the abilities of the mercenaries here are also uneven. A large part of the mercenaries ran towards the gate without understanding what happened, while the other elites did not make any movement and just followed the instructions of each team. Units began to assemble and investigators were sent to try to figure out what was going on.

The rebel guards at the gate were still doing their jobs conscientiously. Under the illumination of independently powered searchlights, they watched a large group of people running towards the gate. They fired a warning shot first, but it seemed to be of no use, so they just used the PKM machine gun to shoot them. The leading group of people beat them through a sieve, and a group of mentally retarded people finally realized that the rebel machine guns placed here were really not for display.

Smith and Albert, who were hiding in the dark, destroyed two searchlights with MK18 assault rifles with silencers, then put on night vision goggles and killed the machine gunners on the sentry tower, shouting, "Americans." Begin the attack", creating chaos. After watching someone kill the machine gunner, the gathered mercenaries no longer had any scruples. They rushed out of the barracks with their own weapons and somehow got into a fight with the rebels who were coming over. .

“Hannibal, it’s you, the Yankee, who is causing trouble.” An angry voice came from the side.

Dimitri Vasily of Lethal Force appeared behind the Smiths with two members of the mercenary group. Albert quickly pointed the gun at Vasily's head, and the two opposite The mercenaries were not polite and quickly surrounded the two Smiths from two directions.

Smith held down the muzzle of Albert's gun, took off his night vision goggles and looked at the old opponent in front of him with a smile through the surrounding firelight, "Old friend, do you want to kill me for these rebels?"

Vasily looked at Smith seriously, "Did the US military send you here?" He knew the identity of the man in front of him very well.

“Of course not, we are only fighting for ourselves now.”

Vasily sneered, "Without instructions from the US military, what benefits can you get?"

"We found Ald." Smith could only throw out a bargaining chip that the opponent could not refuse. "You also know how much his reward is now, right? The United States has offered a price of 15 million, and the Yemeni government has also offered 5 million." Seeing the change in Vasily's face, he continued to seduce, "How about we go together, how much commission will the rebels pay?"

 “Are you sure?” Vasily was really moved. He and his group really needed money, a lot of money.

“Of course, otherwise we are doing this to test the rebels’ defensive capabilities?” Smith pointed to the sound of shell explosions coming from the terminal, and his back was completely soaked with sweat.

"Forty-six points, four of us." Vasily made a price that he thought was fair.

 Smith finally breathed a sigh of relief, "It's impossible, at most 37, we have already paid too much in the early stage."

Vasily was relieved when he heard Smith paid back the price, gritted his teeth, "Deal, what should we do?"

"Because you and I have wasted a lot of time, call your people and we will stop the rebels from entering the terminal."

 “Pushkin, go back and call everyone up.”

Xu Chuan looked at the explosion not far away and waited anxiously for news from Birkhoff. If he was really unsure, he could only go in and look for it one by one, but that would not be enough time.

"Bell, we found it," Birkhoff's voice finally came from the headphones, "The third to last room on the south side of the second floor, I saw him when the guard opened the door."

“Drive, fast, fast,” Xu Chuan shouted excitedly to Williams. Two armed pickup trucks snatched from the rebel patrol turned on their headlights and drove Xu Chuan and others toward the terminal.

Ald was now anxious like an ant on a hot pot. The previous explosion woke him up from his sleep, and then a series of artillery shells hit his head. He thought that the US military had discovered his whereabouts and was preparing to eliminate them.

Later, it was discovered that it was not the case. It was possible that a small group of government troops had launched an attack on the airport. But even so, he could not stay any longer. He was planning to take a plane to leave after the battle. Zakayev's request had been fulfilled. He never thought about sacrificing himself for the so-called great cause.

Two rebel patrol cars drove smoothly into the chaotic airport. Most of the guards had already gone to reinforce the battle at the mercenary barracks. Five people jumped out of the car. Williams and Sambor acted as drivers. The two of them stayed in the car and kept circling the airport.

All five of them were dressed as rebels, with black scarves covering their faces. In the midst of the chaos, the rebels in the terminal really thought they were their own. They walked smoothly to the second floor and were finally stopped by three armed men. The personnel stopped them. Among the five people, two women, Nikita and Falme, were too conspicuous even in their loose camouflage uniforms. Among this group of extremists, it was absolutely impossible for a woman to come here.

And more importantly, although the five people in front of me are dressed similarly to myself, the weapons in their hands are all wrong. All AR-type rifles are equipped with optical sights. Look at the AKM in my hand. 'There's a mole'.

Now that we have arrived here, there is no need to act secretly anymore. Xu Chuan suddenly takes out his HK45T from his waist, knocks away the two people in front of him, and fires directly at the third person behind him. There is no need to aim at this distance. , shot directly at the waist, with two dull gunshots, two .45ACP bullets directly blasted the man's chest.

Nikita on the side also started to move. With his left hand, he held down the AKM rifle in the hand of the man in front of him. With his right hand, he took out his P229.40 and pressed it against the man's head to pull the trigger. The other man had already been cut by Falme with a saber. Throat.

Xu Chuan rushed forward and jammed the corpse, using it as a human shield. He stretched out his pistol from the side of the corpse and started shooting at the guards further away. The distance of more than ten or twenty meters was no different to Xu Chuan than target shooting. A 10-round magazine was empty, blowing off the heads of at least eight people.

Throwing the body aside, Xu Chuan quickly hid behind the protruding wall, changed the magazine for the pistol, inserted it back into the holster, and picked up his FAL rifle.

 (End of this chapter)