King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer
Chapter 918 - 829: The Five Constants T1 Joint Operation

Joe Ga took 'Monkey' to the village liaison office, only to encounter the final major battle before dawn...

In a town in northeastern Syria, 'Ferryman' 'Goat' 'Iron Hammer' 'Jazz' 'Dagger' 'Rabbit' were all gathered, engaging in intense conflicts with a group of mercenaries looking to make money.

Wuchang T1 mercenaries!

Most of P·B's air force had gone back to base to rearm, and at dawn, it was time for them to return to the battlefield with full vigor.

A frontline Griffin-1 was taken down, infuriating the pilots of P·B.

So a Griffin-1, four Super Albatrosses, and four F-16s launched a bombing raid on the town in the early morning.

The earliest to arrive, 'Ferryman' 'Goat' 'Iron Hammer', had already completed their change of outfit for reconnaissance, marking the locations of the terrorists and mercenaries...

After 'Rabbit' eliminated the terrorists who were en route from the town for reinforcement and met up with them, they entered the town from five different directions, guiding the bombings of large encampments while engaging in fierce battles with the scattered terrorists and mercenaries inside.

This small town with a population of about 8000 was hit with a devastating blow when the first rays of the sun shone upon it!

To avoid accidentally harming civilians, the air force used highly accurate Hellfire and Blue Arrow missiles; from the start of the bombing, the entire small town became like a pot of boiling porridge, plunged into utter chaos.

The mercenaries had no idea what was happening. In the beginning, some competent individuals among the terrorists and mercenaries tried to calm everyone down and unite to resist the surprise attack, but how could the Wuchang T1, already deeply infiltrated in disguise, let them have their way?

When 'terrorists' started shooting at mercenaries, and then 'mercenaries' began to retaliate, causing terrorist casualties, the town could no longer be described as deep in trouble.

It became the scene of a 'battle royale'!

The occasional missiles falling from the sky, the sudden sniper shots from afar, made everyone's nerves collapse.

Aside from comrades, there was no one to trust, so an inexplicable, yet extremely brutal battle commenced...

Wuchang T1 didn't even need to force the issue; they blended into the small town, and whenever the gunfire inside momentarily paused, they would strike from all sides to fan the flames.

The excessively complex ethnic structure of the mercenaries provided natural camouflage for Wuchang T1...

Whatever they did seemed normal, it was only when they acted that they appeared a bit crazy!

This is the correct way to operate a top-tier special forces unit!

Create chaos, instill fear, escalate the situation, fishing in troubled waters...

Achieve the greatest gain with the least cost!

The ISIS commander of the small town was taken out first thing...

With no unified command, no clear enemy, no supplies, no sense of security, and the roads out of town blocked by missiles, the town quickly began to resemble a hellish scenario.

At first, there was an attempt to identify others, but it quickly turned into eliminating anyone seen with a weapon!

The more they fought, the fiercer their tempers became, and the less rational they were!

On their way to the exit of the town, hundreds, even thousands died in the chaotic fighting.

The inexplicable slaughter lasted for nearly 6 hours, until the sun reached its peak. With the withdrawal of Wuchang T1, the overheated minds of everyone started to cool down a bit.

It turns out that under extreme pressure, people are capable of doing anything except, perhaps, solving math problems!

Then the clever ones began to take local residents as hostages and made a run for the outskirts of the town, believing that P·B's air force wouldn't dare to bomb them.

And they succeeded!

After the first batch of mercenaries broke free from the town, the second and third batches also started to move...

Having lived under ISIS control for a long time, the town's residents were accustomed to various brutal tactics and were not particularly afraid of these fleeing mercenaries.

However, during the mercenaries' escape, the residents unexpectedly found that most of the ISIS terrorists controlling the town had disappeared.

This place had always been home to a 500-man ISIS force, along with nearly 800 semi-amateur reserve soldiers...

All these people had vanished!

The residents of the town, apart from hearing the roar of planes in the sky, had not even seen who the enemy was.

Among those mercenaries, there were some who knew their business well, but by the time they reacted, the battle was already over!

The lucky ones who escaped with their lives decisively gave up on the chance to make money, driving the stolen pickup trucks towards the Turkish border to retreat.

What they never expected, however, was for Turkey to be so difficult...

It was all conveniences when entering Syria, but when trying to leave, sorry, please present your valid passports and visas, otherwise go back where you came from...

A large group of mercenaries were blocked at the Turkish border, and after confirming that Turkey would not let them leave, these people did not crazily charge the Turkish border but instead got back into their vehicles, looking for another way to survive.

When they looked back, they saw a Xiao Hei dressed in P·B military gear standing in the middle of the road...

The professional Xiao Hei Ahtu, who always takes the blame for his boss, had behind him a pile of arms that the mercenaries had hidden before crossing the border.

Two little Gazelles hovered 200 meters in the air, the missiles mounted on both sides and the guns poking out from inside chilled the hearts of all the mercenaries.

"Clack clack clack..."

Xiao Hei Ahtu held up an AK he had seized and fired a burst into the sky, then picked up a megaphone from his waist and shouted at the ashen-faced mercenaries: "Surrender, or die!"

The mercenaries, having given up all their weapons to cross the border, occasionally had someone bold enough to hide a handgun or something, but what use was a small handgun against two fully armed little Gazelles?

A few mercenaries on the pickup trucks couldn't accept their fate and fiercely turned their vehicles, attempting to charge towards the Turkish border direction, but before they could even complete the turn, the Hellfires found them.

The intense explosions and flames destroyed the remaining mercy of the mercenaries, who actually could have escaped with some alive if they had disbanded and ran, but unfortunately, none of them was willing to bet on their luck, so reluctantly they opened the car doors and got out.

Xiao Hei Ahtu grinned happily, took out a phone, turned around and took a selfie, making it seem as if he had captured so many people by himself without the little Gazelles in the photo.

After the selfie, Xiao Hei Ahtu sent the photo to his boss to cheer him up, then pressed the communicator and said, "Caught them, arrange for trucks to come, the boss says to send all these survivors to Iraq for road construction work."

Speaking, Ahtu picked up a black bag from the ground, walked in front of the group of mercenaries, threw the bag over, and said: "You've been captured, since you're mercenaries, you won't enjoy the treatment of regular soldiers.

There are zip ties inside this bag, tie each other up. I will check in a bit, and those who did a poor job will be executed on the spot!

You will be sent to Iraq, where someone will arrange work for you. If you want to go home, then it depends on whether your family can produce enough 'ransom'.

Our boss has said, nobody attacks us without paying a price!"

A few of the mercenaries were anxious upon hearing this...

They had all come to Syria to earn their livelihoods, how could their families afford any 'ransom'?

A few guys who were clearly from Eastern Europe shouted loudly: "We have not yet accepted employment from ISIS, without a contract we are free people, you have no right to detain us..."

Xiao Hei Ahtu grinned and raised his gun toward those few guys and pulled the trigger...

"Clack clack clack..."

A volley of bullets brought down the defiant Eastern Europeans, scaring everyone else into lying on the ground...

Seeing these people settle down, Ahtu said with a smile: "You wanted it, so you should pay the price!

You dared to come, so why deny it now?"

Then Ahtu squatted on the ground, opened the bag, and scattered zip ties among the crowd...

"Don't worry, our boss said, as long as you behave, you'll get a second chance.

We will ensure your basic survival, whatever the treatment is for Iraqi construction workers, that's what you get.

If your family doesn't have money, no worries, you can save up to redeem yourselves!"

.........

In Baghdad, 'Iblis' learned about the situation in Syria through the internet...

Looking at the shaking images on the screen, 'Iblis' smashed everything in front of him in anger, then he rushed to the window of the hotel room, his eyes revealing a cold glare as he looked at the distant Baghdad Air Force Base...

Unfortunately, just staring at the base did nothing, and a few minutes later 'Iblis' turned around, sat on the sofa, took out his phone and sent out several messages...

"Move up the operation!"