Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1151 - 1151 One Thousand One Hundred Thirty-Four I've Been Tolerating You for a Long Time

1151: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Thirty-Four: I’ve Been Tolerating You for a Long Time 1151: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Thirty-Four: I’ve Been Tolerating You for a Long Time Saidev agreed with Gao Yang’s opinion, and said in a deep voice: “Alright, General, how many people do you think should be arranged?”

After pondering for a moment, Gao Yang replied solemnly: “About one hundred people, spread out across three buildings.”

Saidev frowned and said: “Isn’t that a bit too many?

Drawing away so many people will weaken our current defenses.”

Gao Yang confidently said: “No, it won’t.

Keep the light infantry with small arms hidden as a reserve force.

They don’t need to engage in battle now.

As long as the enemy’s suicide trucks don’t get close enough to explode, we will be fine.

If the enemy’s trucks do get close and blow up, a large number of our men won’t die but will be just knocked out.

At that time, we will always have reserve forces in two of the buildings to come out and make a last stand, buying us some time.”

After finishing, Gao Yang waved his hand and said: “With us here, you don’t have to worry about the enemy infantry getting close.

The enemy’s personnel might seem infinite, but their suicide trucks certainly have a limit.

Once they run out of suicide trucks, that’s when we have a chance.”

Gao Yang’s confidence was not without reason.

With Satan on their side, Saidev indeed did not have to worry about the threat from the enemy infantry.

After mulling it over for a bit, Saidev nodded and said to Gao Yang: “General, I think maybe you should act as the reserve force and temporarily hide in a safer place.”

Gao Yang shook his head and smiled: “No, I am more accustomed to fighting on the front lines, preventing scenarios that require the use of reserves from happening.”

Saidev looked at Gao Yang, smiled, and then hurriedly left.

It was necessary to make the most of the break in the Rebel Army’s offensive to get the work done.

After Saidev left, Gao Yang spoke into the walkie-talkie with a serious voice: “Little Fly, how many RPG-27s are left?”

The RPG-27 is primarily used for taking out tanks, but Frey and his team had used quite a few to blow up bulldozers in dire situations.

“Boss, there are a total of eight left.”

Gao Yang sighed and said: “We’re using them up too quickly.

Go grab some RPG-7s, and for bulldozers and such, try not to use the 27s if possible.”

“Yes, Boss, I understand.

Someone has already gone to get them.

We were underprepared just now, but next time we shouldn’t need to use RPG-27s.”

The sudden enhancement in enemy capabilities indeed caught Gao Yang and his team somewhat by surprise.

The enemy’s tactics hadn’t changed much, but the quality of the personnel executing these tactics had significantly improved, bringing different outcomes to the same strategies.

There was nothing else to say.

Gao Yang and the others, who had not yet fired a shot, gathered together, waiting for the enemy’s next assault.

The battlefield quieted down a lot, with even gunfire rarely heard.

After a moment of silence, Rafael suddenly said: “Although we can go home after this battle, it’s still really not going to be easy.”

Eileen exhaled and said: “I do miss home quite a bit.

After this battle, I’m going back to Canada to visit.”

Rafael immediately followed up: “Same here, definitely going home this time.

Mm, after this battle, I need to go watch a few soccer matches.”

Cui Bo said helplessly: “I have no idea where to go.

Brother Yang, where are you going to have fun?

Can you take me with you?”

Gao Yang gave Cui Bo a glance and said sternly: “Piss off!”

Andy He looked at Cui Bo as if he were looking at a fool, and said with a face of resignation: “The Boss is going to travel around Europe with Yelena.

You want to tag along?

What are you?

Don’t you realize you’re a nuisance?

Come with me, I might go back to South America; it’s a paradise filled with beautiful women.”

Li Jinfang spoke wistfully: “I’m going to Africa; I’ve decided where to go.”

Glolov spread his hands and said in a deep voice: “I’m not going anywhere, just going home and staying there.”

Gao Yang had a different opinion.

He shook his head at Glolov and said: “No, I don’t think that’s a good idea.

After all these years, have you ever taken Natalia anywhere fun?

Buddy, you should take Natalia to enjoy life a bit.”

Gao Yang was speaking earnestly and seriously about where to go, and he even called his father-in-law “buddy.”

It was unavoidable.

Even though Glolov was Gao Yang’s father-in-law in practice, given the relationship between Gao Yang and Glolov, for them to accept each other’s roles as son-in-law and father-in-law, both of them struggled.

They were brothers in arms for life, and suddenly shifting to another form of relationship was something they were still not accustomed to.

So as long as it didn’t involve Yelena, Gao Yang could talk about anything with Glolov, including Glolov and Natalia’s private life.

In response to Gao Yang’s calling him “buddy,” Glolov showed no discomfort.

After contemplating for a while, he finally also nodded and said: “You’re right, I should really go and enjoy life with Natalia.”

Gao Yang spread his hands out wide and said loudly: “To Europe?”

Glolov shook his head and replied: “I don’t like Europe, not going there now, it’s still cold.

I plan to go to the beach, to a warm beach, and stay for a while.

Natalia and I used to like vacationing in Crimea, but now, what do you guys think about Hawaii?”

Taylor nodded, “Hawaii is a nice place, worth a visit for sure.

As for me, I plan to head home for a few days, then decide what to do next.”

On the battlefield, in the midst of an apparently unfavorable situation, Gao Yang and his comrades heatedly discussed their travel destinations.

Being trapped and fighting a battle that seemed doomed was bad enough; not knowing whether they’d live or die, they certainly weren’t going to discuss how pretty or ugly their deaths would be.

After more than an hour had passed, reaching midday, the Rebel Army hadn’t yet launched an attack.

Thus, Frey and Tommy, who were not with Gao Yang’s group, joined the discussion too, followed by Jansen.

He reported on the movements of the Rebel Army from time to time and sincerely invited everyone to visit his hometown to look for the Loch Ness Monster, despite Scotland being quite cold at the time.

Saidev, who had arranged the reserve troops, also returned, but his arrival did not disturb Gao Yang and the others; nor did Saidev bother them, for this was Satan’s time.

Although no one said it out loud, everyone knew the battle would be tough, extremely tough.

Nobody knew what the outcome would be; casualties or even total annihilation wouldn’t be unexpected.

If they all survived this battle, then they could go and enjoy life according to their plans.

But if someone died and others survived, this conversation would serve as the last words of the fallen.

If death was certain, then facing it with tears or with laughter both led to the same end.

Since death was inevitable, better to try to be as happy as possible.

After a two-hour pause, the Rebel Army finally began their attack again.

“Boss, the enemy’s on the move again, there’s one more truck rigged for a suicide explosion, this time five armored diggers.

Uh, I see a guy in a white robe standing beside that big guy, seems like someone’s filming him.”

Upon hearing Jansen’s report, everyone immediately went into combat mode, shut their mouths, and went to their designated positions.

Gao Yang shouted, “A guy in a white robe?

Can Worker Bee take a shot at him?”

“It’s a bit far, plus it’s too late, the guy in white drove off.”

Gao Yang shrugged, “Then forget it, killing one driver doesn’t make much of a difference anyway.

The Rebel Army has a whole queue of drivers waiting.”

At this moment, the Rebel Army launched another suicide charge, but this time the assault was even more ferocious.

“The enemy infantry is moving!

The infantry is advancing, and so are their pickup trucks.

They’re moving closer to open fire, also, the enemy’s armored vehicles are on the move – the armored vehicles are advancing!”

Gao Yang grabbed his binoculars to observe the new movements of the Rebel Army.

Five armored vehicles were advancing, followed by infantry, and two tanks seemed to be preparing to move forward, while the enemy dragged heavy machine guns, anti-aircraft guns, and pickups closer, showing intentions to attack.

As expected, the enemy launched their all-out assault.

If they weren’t assured of victory, it meant this was their final push, striving to strike the hardest with all their might.

Sure enough, with the all-out assault underway, the pickup trucks moved closer, and all the Rebel Army’s heavy firepower, absolutely all of it, began firing with unprecedented intensity.

Gao Yang could no longer observe, as bullet and shellfire made his position completely untenable.

But such an intense attack inevitably could not last long.

If they could hold back this attack, the enemy likely wouldn’t have the capability to continue their offensive, at least not in the short term.

The only question was whether they could withstand this storm-like assault.

Leading the charge were the explosive diggers, but this time with tanks and armored vehicles in tow.

The various pickup trucks entered within one thousand meters.

Since the Rebel Army wanted to launch their fiercest attack, they were sure to exert all their strength, deluging the prison building with bullets and suppressing the defenders’ gunfire.

However, Gao Yang was powerless against diggers, tanks, and armored vehicles but for those exposed outside shooting from the beds of pickups, crossing that one thousand two hundred meters borderline meant death; they just didn’t know it yet.

Moreover, the nearest pickup trucks had moved to shoot from less than five hundred meters from the prison.

The Rebel Army believed they had suppressed all the prison defense’s firepower, but there was a problem: there are people in this world who cannot be suppressed, at least not by these Rebels, like Gao Yang and Glolov who could seize a moment to fire.

Gao Yang just wanted to say one thing to those shooting recklessly from the beds of the pickups.

“Welcome to your death.”

After murmuring softly, Gao Yang quickly added in a hushed tone, “I’ve been tolerating you guys for far too long.” (To be continued.

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