Mercenary’s War
Chapter 322 - 322 320 Made a Huge Profit

322: Chapter 320: Made a Huge Profit 322: Chapter 320: Made a Huge Profit The machine gunner named David, after watching Gao Yang fire a few shots, simply stopped shooting and lay to the side to watch Gao Yang shoot.

Gao Yang’s gun never stopped firing at the fastest rate he could achieve.

Although his gun was basically inaccurate for targets 800 meters away, by the time he had inserted his third magazine, those remaining soldiers finally realized that continuing to advance meant waiting to be shot.

If running forward to the battlefield meant getting shot, what about running to the sides?

When soldiers who still had some wits about them thought of this, they immediately started running to both sides.

Gao Yang had no intention of shooting at these clever individuals.

His goal was to prevent these soldiers from rushing towards Destin and his group.

Dispersing them was sufficient to achieve his aim.

After driving away all the black soldiers, Gao Yang patted Naftalan, who had served as his shooting platform, and signaled that they could stand up.

Then he called out loudly, “Continue advancing.”

The three men moved forward again in an inverted triangle assault formation, heading towards the still-raging battlefield.

This time Naftalan and David closed the gap between them to about two meters.

They stood in front of Gao Yang, becoming shields that could offer him the most protection and provide him with as much safety as possible.

Unlike solitary snipers or sniper teams, marksmen operate alongside infantry units.

A marksman capable of changing the tide of battle will always receive strong protection from their comrades.

Although it was David’s and Naftalan’s first time cooperating with Gao Yang, without any need for discussion or any explicit agreement, knowing Gao Yang’s identity and abilities as a marksman, the two naturally did everything in their power to protect him.

After extensive training, the concept of protecting the marksman had become instinctive to them.

Gao Yang and his team quickly arrived at the spot where the soldiers had been shot down.

At least nearly thirty people lay there, dead or wounded, with a small number of them still capable of resistance.

To ensure safety and avoid being shot in the back after passing by, Naftalan and David both fired a shot at each person who still showed signs of movement as they ran.

Destin and his group were still in combat.

After Gao Yang shouted, they stopped using rocket launchers or grenades to attack, whether they had run out of rockets or were genuinely worried about damaging the contents of the vehicles.

So there were several people taking cover behind the vehicles, exchanging fire with Destin’s group.

Gao Yang and his team didn’t encounter any danger in their advance until they were less than three hundred meters from the nearest vehicle.

At that point, an Arab man in a white robe noticed them and immediately someone turned their gun to start shooting at Gao Yang and his team.

Gao Yang could only see about seven or eight people who were enemies.

Lee Jinfang and Destin’s group would be attacking from the other side of the vehicles, so these were the only ones left resisting.

At a distance of three hundred meters, Gao Yang didn’t need a shooting stand anymore.

Even shooting from a kneeling position, he could ensure accuracy, while David and Naftalan’s guns were also effective.

The three men immediately spread out and took a knee on the ground to start shooting.

Caught in a crossfire, the few remaining men had no chance of escape.

Although there were only six of them, the battle looked as though they had surrounded the enemy and executed a swift annihilation.

Gao Yang fired only twice before he saw a man vigorously waving a white cloth; the rest had raised a white flag.

Gao Yang ceased fire, and Naftalan and David at his side also stopped shooting.

Then David turned to Gao Yang and said solemnly, “You say they’re Arabs?

Very wealthy?”

Gao Yang nodded and replied, “Yes, extremely wealthy.

They hunt with large thermal imagers and definitely not just one.”

Naftalan grinned and asked, “Do you know which country they come from?”

Gao Yang shook his head and said, “I don’t know, but we’ll find out soon.

Let’s go take a look, everyone be careful.”

After speaking, Gao Yang immediately said over the radio: “Toad, Destin, the enemy has raised a white flag.

We’re going over to take a look, be careful not to cause harm by mistake, over.”

“Destin understands.

There are no other enemies now.

Toad and I will go take a look,” came the reply.

After confirming the tactics for accepting the surrender, Gao Yang and the other two stood up without relaxing their vigilance and jogged over to the Arabs using an irregular route.

As Gao Yang and his team began to run, those in white robes wisely threw their guns aside and raised their hands high.

Gao Yang, his team, Lee Jinfang, and Destin reached the Arabs at about the same time.

There were eight in total, taking cover behind three vehicles, of which only two were black.

Upon seeing Gao Yang, Lee Jinfang quickly ran up to him, looking him up and down before sighing in relief, “It’s good that you’re not hurt.

Brother Yang, don’t do this again.”

Gao Yang nodded and said with a wry smile, “I was careless.

I really was careless this time.

Don’t worry, it won’t happen again.”

Before they could get into details, after exchanging nods, Destin and his team gathered all the scattered people together, and several individuals dressed in white robes, with their hands raised, looked at Gao Yang with a dumb expression.

Eventually, one of them started to shout loudly, but Gao Yang could not understand what he was saying.

Gao Yang didn’t understand, but many in the Israel Defense Forces, who fought Arabs all year round, were fluent in Arabic.

Naftalan, who was standing beside Gao Yang, said, “That man said you must be a demon, or something to that effect.”

Fear, resentment, helplessness, shock—the Arab men’s expressions were complex, especially the oldest one who looked to be in his fifties or sixties.

Even though his hands were raised and he seemed terrified, the way the others looked at him made it clear that he held the highest status among them.

The highest-ranking man kept staring at Gao Yang, mumbling something to himself.

Gao Yang shrugged and said, “I’m guessing he didn’t say anything nice, right?”

Naftalan shrugged too and replied, “He’s praying he won’t die, and he’s also very afraid of you.

Honestly, when I first saw your face, I was scared as well, but luckily, I was prepared knowing we were rescuing someone dressed like a member of a primitive tribe.”

Gao Yang shrugged again and suggested, “Now you can ask them which country they are from.”

Naftalan shook his head and looked toward Destin, who appeared indifferent as he raised his left hand and made a throat-slitting gesture.

David, holding a machine gun, suddenly raised the barrel and pulled the trigger on the people right in front of him.

After a burst of gunfire, the several Arabs collapsed amidst sudden screams.

Gao Yang and Li Jinfang’s eyes widened in disbelief, and they both exclaimed in shock.

“What are you doing?

They have surrendered!”

Looking at the stunned Gao Yang, Destin calmly said, “Believe me, if we don’t kill them now, they will kill you later, and they will definitely succeed.

They have enough money, interest, and patience to hunt us down until we’re all dead.

You must know, we’ve leaked too much information coming here.

Do you think we can avoid a bounty of at least a hundred million US dollars and not die?”

Naftalan shrugged and said to Gao Yang, “You’d better trust our boss.

As a veteran who’s fought Arabs all his life, he knows how to deal with them.

And if you still intend to abide by something like the Geneva Conventions on the treatment of prisoners of war with these guys, then you deserve what’s coming to you later.”

Gao Yang took a deep breath and said, “It’s okay, no worries.

I was just a bit surprised.

As a mercenary, we don’t get to enjoy the Geneva Convention’s clauses on prisoners of war, and I wasn’t planning on treating them as such anyway.

It’s just that I’m not used to killing prisoners, that’s all.”

Destin walked up to Gao Yang and, after embracing him, said solemnly, “It’s great to see you’re alive; I’m glad you’re still with us.

By the way, what you painted on your face is quite intimidating.”

Gao Yang sighed and replied, “Thank you, I appreciate that you came so quickly.”

Destin, now one-eyed, fiddled with his eyepatch and, with a wave of his hand, said, “Look at my injury.

If it weren’t for you guys, I’d be dealing with more than just a lost eye.

In Mexico, you nearly had a total wipe out.

Here, we had it easy and fun, so let’s stop talking about meaningless things and start cleaning up the battlefield.”

After finishing his speech, Destin grabbed the headset and commanded sternly, “Girard, the fight is over.

Guard the plane and wait for our return.”

At that moment, Gao Yang chuckled and said, “Speaking of cleaning up the battlefield, I’m wondering if there are any intact thermal imagers left.”

A smile also crossed Destin’s face as he said firmly, “If there are any, then we’ve hit the jackpot.

David, Naftalan, both of you go and check all the vehicles.

If there really are thermal imagers, take them off.”

Then, Li Jinfang laughed and said, “Brother Yang, speaking of which, it’s a funny coincidence.

If you had mentioned it a few seconds later, I would have blown up another vehicle.”

Gao Yang asked with curiosity, “Speaking of which, how did you intercept these people?

With so many cars, didn’t they think to scatter and escape?”

Li Jinfang laughed and replied, “It was a coincidence, really just a coincidence.

We found a landing spot from the air, and just as we landed and were on our way to meet you, we ran right into this convoy.

I fired three rockets and then sprayed with guns; they didn’t have a chance to escape in their vehicles.

Of course, the biggest credit goes to Girard.

You’ll meet him in a while.

Girard is a marksman, he handled those drivers—one shot each, hit the jackpot big time.”

At that moment, David, who had gone to check the first vehicle, shouted excitedly, “Boss, Toad, we’ve struck it rich!

Struck it rich!” (To be continued.

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