Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1087 - 1087 One Thousand and Seventy Can't Stop

1087: Chapter One Thousand and Seventy: Can’t Stop 1087: Chapter One Thousand and Seventy: Can’t Stop The situation was decided, the enemy’s resistance had stopped, and apart from those occupying buildings and responsible for blocking enemy reinforcements, most others had already gathered in the open field, busy transporting the wounded.

There were too many casualties, and too few people available to carry them.

Gao Yang entered the house he had previously stormed, shooting at the enemy from the second floor, but the enemy seemed to have no intention of continuing the attack.

After Badadi was escorted away and the enemy reinforcements had been repelled in two charges, they no longer attacked.

They simply established defensive lines on the spot to prevent the government forces from approaching.

“Worker Bee, how’s the situation on your side?

Do you need reinforcements?”

“The enemy’s offensive isn’t fierce, and we have good cover, no need for reinforcements, over.”

It was meaningless for Gao Yang to remain at his position, and after asking Tommy about the situation blocking the enemy’s rear and confirming no reinforcements were needed, Gao Yang returned to the open field.

Several people with guns were directing disarmed enemies to transport the wounded, and the open field had gathered a row of casualties.

Moans and cries were continuous, some shouting loudly, others sobbing softly, and fresh blood formed pools.

When Gao Yang walked beside the casualties, his boots were soaked with blood, leaving a trail of bloody footprints with every step.

Most of the seriously wounded had already been gathered.

In the group of wounded, at least half had leg injuries; the firepower of the Iron Wall Mercenary Corps’ machine guns was indeed formidable.

Another reason why there were so many leg injuries was because everyone wore heavy-duty bulletproof vests, effective against 7.62M43 bullets.

Thus, those shot in the upper body weren’t usually among the seriously injured.

However, a bullet to the leg invariably meant lying down.

Gao Yang reached Peter, who was now unconscious, but Peter was holding his severed leg tightly in his arms, which looked bizarre.

Rubik’s Cube also had a leg injury, hit in the thigh, with the bullet striking just above the knee, breaking his femur.

Only a bit of skin was holding his leg together, and it definitely couldn’t be saved.

Li Yunzhe was in a critical condition too.

Only now did Gao Yang realize Li Yunzhe was the type to go crazy in battle.

He was hit multiple times but immediately got up and charged forward as fiercely as ever—something not everyone could do.

Red Feather was also injured, in the leg, but he was lucky.

He was hit by a 5.56mm bullet, which failed to penetrate the bulletproof vest and merely caused him to lose combat effectiveness.

It was a close-range shot with a high exit velocity, so the bullet entered and left his body without tumbling much, leaving a hole in his leg but likely not crippling him.

Aimer was also wounded, hit in the shoulder and in the buttocks.

After checking Aimer’s wounds, Gao Yang wanted to ask Andy He, but seeing Andy busy, he didn’t disturb him.

In the Nightfiend Team, these were the seriously wounded Gao Yang saw; others were also injured, but they could move.

With so many wounded, there were even more fatalities.

Gao Yang saw over a dozen bodies in the open field and more scattered across the battlefield.

The wounded were prioritized for evacuation, and the bodies of the deceased would be transported later.

It was difficult to assess the number of casualties at the moment.

Gao Yang rubbed his forehead and whispered into the radio, “If possible, report the casualty situation from each unit.”

“Scimitar!

This is Big Mister, we have only seven people left, everyone else is either dead or seriously injured, over.”

“This is Shadow, Dark Arrow, eleven dead, nine seriously wounded, the rest are with me, over.”

The special forces’ situation couldn’t be reported; Gao Yang felt they must have suffered more than half casualties, with possibly only fifty people, including the slightly wounded, surviving.

A helicopter was landing, someone directing it to descend onto a flat-topped mountain.

Gao Yang shouted to Andy He, “Dragon Knight!

Follow the seriously wounded in the first batch of evacuations, go to the military hospital, buddy, try not to let them die on you!”

Andy He gave Gao Yang an OK sign and pointed at a nearby casualty, “Move him on board, him, this one!

And this one, quick, this one!”

The first to be evacuated were definitely their own people, and those Andy He treated were also primarily their own.

This might seem selfish, but people are selfish, including Gao Yang and Andy He, who couldn’t bear to neglect their own.

Gale personally loaded Rubik’s Cube and Aimer onto the helicopter, but after Andy He followed the first full helicopter taking off, Gale stood with his mouth half open, pain clearly etched on his face as he watched the plane ascend.

At that moment, Eileen’s grave voice came over the radio, “Boss, Big Dog has run out of ammunition entirely, we need to land.

We’ll rearm on the ground before taking off again, so clear a landing zone for us.”

Gao Yang responded grimly, “Night Demon Four, no need to land for rearming, it’s unnecessary.

Leave the landing zone for the seriously wounded, stand by.”

“Night Demon Four understands, over.”

Ground personnel guided the second helicopter down.

The seriously wounded had to lie down inside the cabin, taking up much space, so one aircraft couldn’t transport many.

The second helicopter didn’t take all the wounded either; three were left on the ground.

Gao Yang shouted over the radio, “Lightly wounded, disengage from combat, make your way to the open area and report, hurry up.”

There were fewer lightly wounded than heavily wounded.

After shouting twice, only eight lightly wounded arrived at the open area, the rest heavily wounded were loaded onto the plane, and the lightly wounded also left the battlefield on the same aircraft.

At this point, only the bodies and those still engaged with the enemy reinforcements were left to be evacuated.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Gao Yang solemnly said, “Gather the bodies of the fallen, all units pay attention, search thoroughly, we must not leave any brother’s body behind.”

Those who were carrying the wounded sprang into action again.

Alcohol’s body was still lying where it fell, Gao Yang and a few others followed Gale to Alcohol’s side.

Gale crouched beside Alcohol, trying to stuff the spilling intestines back in, but as soon as he removed his hands, the intestines flowed back out, and Gale kept trying to stuff them back into the belly.

Gale said nothing, but Gao Yang noticed Gale’s hands shaking more and more severely.

Gao Yang felt around his person, finding nothing useful, when Taylor sternly said, “Take your clothes off and wrap him with your shirt.”

Gale nodded, removed his gear, took off his shirt, and after stuffing Alcohol’s internal organs back in, covered the large wound with the shirt.

Gao Yang and Number Thirteen crouched down and adjusted Alcohol’s body, grabbed an edge of the shirt, and Gale took the shirt, secured it around Alcohol’s large wound, and tied it off.

After finally wrapping Alcohol’s body with the shirt, sweat-drenched Gale wiped his forehead with his hand, which was covered in blood, smearing his face with blood.

Gale sat down abruptly on the ground, looked at Alcohol’s face, and suddenly reached into the pocket of Alcohol’s shirt, fumbling around and pulling out a pack of cigarettes, but after more searching, found no lighter.

Gale looked up and asked them, “Who has a light?”

Taylor pulled a lighter from his pocket and offered it to Gale.

“My hands are dirty.”

Gale didn’t take the lighter, flipped open the cigarette pack, shook out a cigarette, held it in his hand, put it in his mouth, and then lighted it with the lighter in Taylor’s hands.

After taking a puff, Gale lowered his head, but then looked up again and held the cigarette pack out, “Who wants one?”

Gale’s hands were covered in blood, the cigarette pack was stained with blood, and Alcohol’s clothing was soaked with blood, although the cigarettes inside the pack were still dry.

Gao Yang didn’t smoke, but he still took a cigarette, followed by Taylor who also took one, then put the lit lighter in front of Gao Yang.

After waiting for Gao Yang and Taylor to silently light their cigarettes, Gale sighed deeply and quietly said, “I’ve known Alcohol for a long time…”

Gao Yang stayed silent, knowing that Gale needed to vent, not comfort.

But Gale didn’t seem to intent on sharing, after that remark, Gale just shook his head, took a harsh drag on his cigarette, and sternly said, “There’s really nothing to say, right?

Became mercenaries, earned money risking our lives, always knew this day would come, thought we could stop after earning enough, but damn it, we just can’t stop.”

Gao Yang said gravely, “You should stop now, you can stop, your money is enough for a comfortable life.”

Gale shook his head, “You don’t understand, can’t stop, oh no, I’m confused, you are Ram, you are Satan’s leader as Ram, you’re also a mercenary, how could you not understand?”

After finishing speaking, Gale looked at Gao Yang and sternly said, “You tell me to stop, then why don’t you stop?

You’re far wealthier than I am.”

Gao Yang found himself speechless, and after a long while, he also sighed deeply.

Gale stood up from the ground, patted his buttocks, and said sternly, “Enough of this, it’s meaningless, let’s go.”

Gale discarded the cigarette butt, bent down to lift Alcohol, but as Gao Yang and Taylor bent down to help lift, Gale sternly said, “No need, no need for your help, I can manage by myself.”

Gale bent down by himself and lifted Alcohol, after lifting him, Gale grimaced and said, “He’s much lighter.”

Shaking his head, no longer speaking, Gale carried Alcohol’s body, staggering towards the helicopter landing area.

Alcohol’s body had almost completely bled out, definitely making it lighter, but a sturdy man’s weight wouldn’t reduce much even without blood, Gale carrying Alcohol’s body had a challenging walk, but Gao Yang and the others didn’t offer to help, they just picked up Gale’s gun and equipment, hung it on themselves, and silently carried another body, following where Alcohol went.

(To be continued.

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