From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 330 Death Prayer

   When Qiaojia and the others were about to approach the pier, two RPGs hit the compartments of two pickup trucks, and at the same time, two mercenaries who were covering their companions were blown away.

  The flames and heat created by the huge explosion made Qiaojia's thermal sensor lose its effect, and at the same time warned them that if they move forward, they will enter the firing range of the flanking enemies.

Qiaojia's eyes could not penetrate the side factory building to see the enemies in the distance. He made a stop motion when he was approaching the burning pickup truck, and while signaling Dorian and the others to move closer to him, he pressed the communicator and said : "Team B reports the situation..."

   It wasn’t ‘spurs’ that answered Joga, but a series of explosions…

  'Pliers' used 9 broadswords and the few C4 left on his body to create a dead zone at the exit of the shipyard.

  Reality has proved that bullets are never fatal on the battlefield, but explosions!

  Choga and the others have only killed a dozen or so people so far in their risky attack, but the strike of the 'pincers' not only paralyzed the fleeing convoy, but also blocked the people behind on the large open ground at the gate of the shipyard.

  The steel **** released by the broad sword are extremely lethal at close range, and there is almost nowhere to escape.

   Vehicles that don’t have bulletproof functions turn into a hornet’s nest in an instant when they hit the side. The police scum and people from the Heinz Farm who followed the drug vehicle retreated suffered heavy losses in an instant.

   Several guys who survived the explosion opened the door and got out of the car in horror, but soon the bullets from the opposite warehouse area found them.

  Nice’s G29 silenced the flames very well. One after another, the survivors of the explosion fell to the ground, and none of those people could find the detailed location of Nice.

  The Heinz Farm Team 3 at the rear of the convoy lost half of their people. When the rest got out of the car and tried to escape from other directions, a Super Magnum bullet hit a mercenary in the thigh...

   "Sniper, ohshit, I got shot..."

  As a young mercenary wailed in horror, those mercenaries who wanted to flee immediately leaned against the back of the car and did not dare to act rashly...

   "Help me, save me..."

  The young man who was shot held his bleeding thigh and called for help to his companions who were close at hand.

   A pothead yelled 'cover', and when he got up and wanted to take a risk and rush out to save someone, he was grabbed by a middle-aged mercenary.

   Facing the puzzled eyes of the pot head, the middle-aged mercenary shook his head and said, "He is dead."

  Jarhead looked at the numb and cold expression of the middle-aged mercenary, and he said in disbelief: "He is our brother, and we will always be loyal!"

  The middle-aged mercenary was stunned for a moment, then shook his head coldly and said: "We are mercenaries. From the day you joined this business, you should forget about the so-called honor. Only by living can you have money!"

   As the middle-aged mercenary looked back at the location of the fourth team, he pressed the radio and said: "Boss, I heard the movement of the helicopter, we have to go back and evacuate from the upstream through the shipyard...

  Let the fourth team cover us, the enemy is in the opposite warehouse area. "

   A few seconds after the middle-aged mercenary finished speaking, gunshots rang out from the top of several buildings behind them, and a large number of bullets poured towards the warehouse area.

  The middle-aged mercenary took a last look at the young mercenary who was still calling for help. He pulled the lid of the jar, which was still in a state of confusion, and called the other two companions around him to retreat into the factory...

But the scum of the police force is now dragging his wounded thigh, leading a few gunmen who followed the 'messenger' to escape from the open space, but unfortunately the direction they chose bumped into the 'spurs' they established position...

  Nice was lying on the top of the mobile warehouse, her eyes fixed on the scope of the G29, and the entire open-ground battlefield was within her field of vision.

   Seeing several mercenaries leave their wounded companions and want to retreat to the factory, Niss chanted her 'Death Prayer' in a low voice while pulling the trigger...

   "Bang", dragged on the back of the last pot head and fell to the ground.

   "I pray to be free from the pain of fate..."

   "Bang", a running mercenary was shot in the shoulder and fell to the ground rolling over.

   "Among the Hard Burdens"

   "Bang", a mercenary who was looking for cover was hit in the waist by a bullet the moment he lay down.

   "In judgment of evil"

   "Bang", the middle-aged mercenary looked at the wound on his abdomen with a wry smile, and turned hard to look at the comrade who was abandoned by him...

   "The enemy's malicious celebration"

   "Bang", the abandoned wounded soldier was shot in the head and fell heavily to the ground.

   "Plead for Your Refuge"

  Watching the young comrade-in-arms die unwillingly, the middle-aged mercenary showed a bitter smile and muttered, "This is our destiny!" Then he drew his pistol and shot himself in the head.

   Intelligence officer Thompson has been acting as the deputy shooter and observer, but when the battle reached this point, the semi-amateur Thompson found that he couldn't keep up with Nice's rhythm at all.

Rhythm!

  Nice’s shooting has a unique brisk and brutal rhythm. The bullets fired by the four teams at the high point of Heinz Farm seem to not exist in the eyes of Nice.

  The blind shooting of the enemy is not a big threat to them, but the flying bullets still make the rookie Estella scream...

  Thompson actually didn’t adapt very well, but this old guy had excellent psychological quality. Seeing that Nice didn’t need his assistance at all, he aimed his gun at the direction where the ‘messenger’ and the ghosts in the police force were fleeing.

"boom"

  A bullet blasted a cloud of soil a few meters away from the 'Messenger', which frightened the fleeing 'Messenger' and fell over.

   When Thompson was embarrassingly trying to adjust the scope, Niss shifted the muzzle of the gun and hit the thigh of the 'messenger'...

   "640 meters, northwest wind, wind speed 25 meters, 25 degrees downward, the scope left two squares, one secret position up..."

  Non-professional sniper Thompson frantically adjusted the scope according to Nice’s prompt, but when he was about to shoot again, those fleeing guys met the ‘Spurs’ and they encountered fierce blocking…

   Those who survived to this day were somewhat experienced and lucky. A few black policemen sprawled on the ground and dragged their boss to find a bunker.

  The men of the 'messenger' were more loyal. They formed a wall of firepower in front of the injured 'messenger' to cover their companions' retreat with the 'messenger' on their backs.

Nice shot and killed the big guy from the Middle East who was carrying the 'messenger' and wanted to run towards the road. The super magnum bullet pierced the guy's body and shattered the pelvis of the 'messenger'. The huge trauma immediately made the 'messenger' ' screamed in pain.

   As he fell to the ground with the big man on top of him, the last time he saw two helicopters fly by, he lost consciousness.

  ...

  The bad situation on the scene made Bill Heinz feel extremely angry.

  When the helicopter arrived and started shooting to suppress the only fourth team that was fully formed, Bill Heinz knew he was doomed, and now the only thing he needed to think about was how to evacuate from the shipyard.

The flat road outside is impossible. Now their only way out is to go north, but there is an enemy team close to the factory in the north. When they completely kill the survivors, they will be able to follow up with the few people who have been chasing in the factory. Create a crossfire.

   "Sir, what shall we do?"

Bill Heinz heard the call from his subordinates. He looked back at the pier area that was gradually sinking into darkness, gritted his teeth and said, "Fourth team, use RPG to drive away the helicopters, bite those guys who are ambushing in the open space, I will come Join us.

   The guy behind us should be the jackal. If they want to fight, then we will fight. We still have more people than them.

   Only by defeating them can we have a chance to evacuate. "

   "Yessir!"

  ...

  The two DEA helicopters arrived late, and they missed the most intense scene.

  Several black-clothed special police officers sitting on the edge of the cabin followed Qiaojia's instructions and kept suppressing the enemies on the top floor of a factory building with automatic rifles in their hands, attracting their attention while covering Qiaojia and his pursuit.

  The pilots of the helicopter did not have much experience. In order to take care of the range of the firearms in the hands of the special police, they had to lower the height and stabilize the fuselage as much as possible.

   But the bullets hitting the fuselage from time to time reminded them that this approach is very stupid.

When a rocket flew out of the top floor of the factory building, one helicopter pulled up like crazy, and refused to lower the altitude after confirming its safety, while the other helicopter shook violently in order to avoid the fuselage in an emergency, and then I was speechless out of control...

In the distance, Qiaojia watched a helicopter in the sky, spinning and hitting the ground heavily, making a tooth-piercing sound of mechanical deformation. He shouted in the communication speechlessly: "Who can see them?" , Is there anyone alive on the helicopter?"

'Spurs' threw a grenade in the direction of the black police team. Seeing the people there waving the white flag, he risked standing up and glanced in the direction of the helicopter, then said speechlessly: "Boss, they all Alive, but now they are pinned down by fire from inside the factory.

  Boss, the people in front of us have surrendered, should we rescue them? "

  Joga was stunned for a moment, and said decisively: "Catch them, let Estella watch them, and then you all come to join me.

  The 'Heinz Ranch' guys are all in the factory building, and it looks like they want to have a serious fight with us. "

  Speaking, Qiaojia switched the communication, and said angrily: "The Jackal called the Crow One, cover your people, I will release smoke bombs to give them a chance to evacuate..."

   While talking, Qiaojia walked along the side of a factory building and approached the position of the helicopter. When he reached the corner between the walls, he glanced at the factory building more than 40 meters away from the side.

  There are 4 firepower points on the top floor of the 5-story factory building, and they are pouring bullets at the hapless helicopter.

  Choga's tactical glasses provided him with a clear line of sight. In addition to the firepower point on the top floor, there were also faint figures on the second and fourth floors of the factory building.

  He picked up the HK416 and tried it upwards, but found that he couldn't find a suitable angle. Qiaojia shook his head helplessly, took out two smoke bombs and threw them forcefully in front of the helicopter.

  As the thick smoke rose, Ayou, who was following Choga, pulled away sideways and aimed at the firepower point on the roof of the building...

   At this time, Qiaojia shouted loudly in the communication: "Crow No. 1 covers, No. 2 evacuates..."

   "Quick retreat, quick retreat!"

   Following Qiaojia's call, the three field helicopter pilots in the crashed helicopter began to rush in their direction.

  But at a distance of 20 meters from them, Qiaojia clearly heard a gunshot, and then the driver who was helped to escape was shot in the abdomen...

   "Sniper, the northeast corner of the third floor..."

  (end of this chapter)