Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1147 - 1147 One Thousand One Hundred Thirty After This Battle We Return Home

1147: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Thirty: After This Battle, We Return Home 1147: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Thirty: After This Battle, We Return Home February 6, 2014.

The weather was not bad on this day.

Since the morning, Gao Yang had felt restless, unable to concentrate on anything.

Whether sitting or walking a few steps, he was still agitated.

The main reason was that he was about to leave.

After enduring for over a month, he could finally depart, and it was very hard for Gao Yang to remain calm.

As he wandered in the building full of shell craters, he greeted the soldiers sitting on the ground at their posts, chatting a bit when he saw people he knew, talking to them.

The reason Gao Yang did this wasn’t because he was simply bored and looking to kill time; it was because he was about to leave while these defenders could not.

After all this time, Gao Yang found every face familiar.

Of course, this also had something to do with everyone having big beards.

Even if Gao Yang didn’t dare to claim that he could recall everyone’s name, he could still name one-third of them without a problem.

Before leaving, Gao Yang wanted to say goodbye to everyone.

After this departure, it was uncertain how many he would see again.

Initially, there were over five hundred people in the prison.

When Gao Yang and his group entered, more than three hundred were still alive.

After living in the prison for a month and a half, two more had died.

As for how many of those left would eventually get out of the prison alive, it was hard to say, really hard to say.

If the prison were breached, then the outcome would be easily counted—every single one of the defenders would be exterminated, none spared by the Rebel Army.

Comrades-in-arms, a farewell upon leaving.

If we meet again alive, so be it; if dead, then there’s no meeting, but at least we’ve said our goodbyes.

“Brother, take care, let’s meet outside the prison.”

“General, after you get out, eat some good food for us, haha.”

Gao Yang did not hide the news that they were leaving.

It was impossible to have a mole inside the prison, and even if there were one, they couldn’t pass the message out.

After hugging a junior enlisted soldier, Gao Yang turned and opened his arms to a first-class private beside him.

After hugging the private and patting his back, he loudly said, “Brother, take care, we’ll meet outside.”

“Thank you, General.

We’ll meet outside.”

The private had a beaming smile; he had never hugged a general like this before.

No matter the rank, Gao Yang said farewell to everyone he met—one last embrace and a pat on the back.

This way of saying goodbye wasn’t fast, but Gao Yang didn’t care about the speed.

Leaving one fire point, Gao Yang slowly made his way toward the next one.

It was almost time for breakfast.

Gao Yang wanted to finish making his rounds through the fire points in the building, then go eat breakfast.

But just then, Jansen’s voice came through his earpiece.

“Boss, you better come over here, quickly.”

Jansen’s tone sounded very urgent.

Gao Yang was momentarily stunned, then quickly ran towards Jansen’s location.

Jansen conducted routine reconnaissance on the villages held by the Rebel Army every day.

Since the Rebels launched an attack on January 7th which ended in failure, nearly a month had passed with no major assaults.

Daily reconnaissance had been merely a ritual, as if the Rebels were to attack, they would have gathered in preparation after breakfast.

Gao Yang reached Jansen’s position, and rushing to Jansen’s side, Jansen presented the monitor, loudly saying, “The enemy is about to attack!”

Jansen’s face looked terrible, and as Gao Yang took the monitor, his face also turned grim immediately.

Tanks, armored vehicles, suicide trucks, rocket artillery, machine gun pickups, rocket pickups, mortars, anti-aircraft guns, the Rebel Army’s home-made Merciless Cannon—lots and lots of artillery.

Although not all weapons were amassed together, every weapon was battle-ready, and the positions were piled high with ammunition.

There were people, lots of people, the streets of the entire village were packed, at least three to four thousand people were ready to go.

Gao Yang’s face turned pale, he said tremblingly: “Look in other directions.”

Jansen controlled the drone to look around, and all around the prison, everywhere, all the people were kneeling on the ground praying, this was the signal for an attack, and it was the signal for a general assault.

“Did you notify the Major?”

“Yes, he’s on his way.”

Gao Yang handed the display back to Jansen, took a deep breath, and then suddenly yelled into the walkie-talkie: “Prepare for battle!

Prepare for battle!

Everyone take your positions!”

Saidev had already run over, panting, he said to Jansen: “The enemy is going to attack?”

While speaking, after looking at the monitor, Saidev couldn’t help wiping his mouth, and then immediately shouted into his walkie-talkie: “Everyone, everyone get ready for combat, the enemy is about to launch a general assault.”

“Boss, is the enemy going to attack?”

The person asking was Frey, Gao Yang said gravely on the walkie-talkie: “It’s not just an attack, it’s a general assault.

The enemy has launched at least a few thousand men, along with all the heavy equipment they can muster!

Bring all your Rocket Launchers, Little Fly, we’re counting on you this time.”

After a moment of silence, Frey replied gravely: “Boss, a few thousand, did you say a few thousand?”

After looking at the dense crowd on the display screen again, Gao Yang said bitterly: “At least more than three thousand, at least.”

“Oh, sh*t, what about the tanks?”

“Three tanks, five armored vehicles, three suicide trucks, lots of cannons, so many cannons, I haven’t counted them carefully, but by estimate, there’s no less than thirty guns of various kinds.”

Frey and Gao Yang’s conversation could be heard by others, so Gao Yang didn’t need to inform everyone individually, after speaking, Gao Yang said gravely: “Guys, there’s nothing left to say, get ready for war.”

After that, Gao Yang thought for a moment and then added: “Take out all the ammunition, we don’t need to save it this time.”

The Rebel Army still had some time before they launched the attack, at least twenty minutes to half an hour, and the prison’s defense forces were always ready for battle, but knowing the enemy’s movements in advance, the extra half hour to an hour was still useful.

Not to mention anything else, this extra time was enough for Gao Yang to move all his bullets out, there would be no need to send someone to fetch his special ammunition halfway through the fight.

Gao Yang also had an entire box of special bullets, he ran back to his bedroom and moved the box of bullets from under the bed.

Li Jinfang and the others also had their own ammunition, as Gao Yang came out carrying the box of bullets, everyone else was doing the same, fully armed, carrying all their bullets, ready to head to their battle positions.

Carrying the ammunition, Gao Yang stood with his people and said solemnly: “Change the walkie-talkie frequency to the prison defense force’s frequency.”

After the frequency was changed, Gao Yang said gravely: “Testing, Major, can you hear me, over.”

“I can hear you, over.”

Seeing everyone indicate that the walkie-talkie test was fine, Gao Yang nodded, pointed in the direction of the cellblock building, and smiled: “Let’s go, let’s fight this one out, and then we’ll go home.” (To be continued.

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