Mercenary’s War
Chapter 412 - 412 410 Temporary Firepower Assaulter

412: Chapter 410 Temporary Firepower Assaulter 412: Chapter 410 Temporary Firepower Assaulter Gao Yang had no interest in humoring a member of the Angel Mercenary Corps named Nate, who shrugged and said, “I’ve always enjoyed seeing the competitive spirit in my subordinates, and I’m willing to fulfill their wishes.

So how about this: if you win, take the MP7A1 with you; if you lose, the exchange is off.

I think having some stakes will make your competition more interesting.”

Gao Yang shouted, “Hey, we had an agreement just now, are you going to back out so quickly?”

“Do you even need to ask?

Clearly, I’m reneging now, and you can choose to accept or refuse.”

Betting on a match is actually quite boring.

Having a shooting contest with friends for entertainment is fun, but competing with someone who keeps saying they’ll take you down in the future, that’s just dull.

Gao Yang had no interest in competing with Sirte, but the problem was, he really needed the MP7A1.

Due to a lack of intelligence and unfamiliarity with the environment, their choice of weapons for this trip to Colombia had indeed been problematic.

Facing enemies wearing bulletproof vests, the insufficient penetration power of the MP5’s bullets became deadly.

Gao Yang decided to compete.

As for a shotgun competition, he had nothing to fear, with one thing to note: he must never reveal his secret skills, such as the continuous feed technique learned from Simon that allowed for sustained shooting.

Such skills should be kept for ambushing rather than showing off.

“Alright, what’s the competition about?”

After asking Nate, Nate shrugged and looked at Sirte, “What do you want to compete in?”

Sirte immediately said, “Shooting targets is completely meaningless.

If I cannot have a life-or-death duel with Ram now, I hope to determine a winner in a real battle.”

Nate furrowed his brows and asked, “You mean a real fight?

Is your target a person?”

Gao Yang also frowned and said, “I mean, that’s quite difficult, it’s practically impossible.”

With pursed lips, Sirte glanced at Gao Yang and then suddenly gave Nate a military salute, loudly saying, “I hope to have a meaningful competition with Ram.

The Satan Mercenary Corps is going to attack the Phantom Mercenary Group.

Colonel, I request to leave my unit and join the Satan Mercenaries in their action.”

Gao Yang’s mouth fell open in shock as he yelled, “F**k, are you out of your mind, buddy?”

Compared to Gao Yang’s surprise, Nate didn’t take Sirte’s words to heart.

After pondering for a moment, he waved his hand and said, “Our current attack target is weak, I grant your request.

If Ram agrees, you may leave your unit.”

After speaking, Nate and Sirte both looked at Gao Yang, who then spread his hands and said, “I mean, are you serious?

You just said you were going to take me down in the future, and now you want someone to join us in action?

F**k, can you give me a reason?”

“Do you need a reason?”

“Don’t you?”

“Alright, the reason is that Sirte wants to challenge you, and I also think that as a combatant, shooting targets in a competition is not very meaningful.

So, letting Sirte join you in action and determining the winner in combat makes more sense.”

An Angel Mercenaries member wanting to join him in action, with the reason being to determine the outcome of a fight, although Gao Yang understood that when the competitive spirit flares up, people might act rashly.

Still, cooperating with an enemy, or at least a potential enemy, was something Gao Yang could not comprehend.

Gao Yang shook his head and said, “Sorry, you can choose another way to compete, I can’t agree to your request.

I cannot accept such a method of competition, we’re going to fight a war, not play some game, I have to be responsible for my people.”

Nate shouted, “A war, isn’t it just a big game?

Ram, Sirte is the best firepower assaulter under my command.

His bet with you will give you a stronger combat power.

If you’re smart, you should let him join you in action.”

Gao Yang was very firm as he said, “Absolutely not, are you joking?

How could I possibly feel at ease with a stranger joining in?”

Nate shrugged and said, “If Sirte joins you, of course he will be under your command.

He won’t interfere with any of your plans.

If you have a chance to use a shotgun for an assault, then the two of you can determine a winner.

If the opportunity doesn’t present itself, Sirte won’t disrupt your operations.”

Sirte also said in a deep voice, “I’ll be a quiet observer, and if needed, I’ll accept your command.

What I’m asking for is just to join the action with you when you use a shotgun for a raid.

I won’t cause any interference, and with me, you’ll have the world’s best firepower assaulter on your side, buddy.

You’re making a big win.”

With Sirte joining, he would observe Gao Yang’s attack methods and habits, but indeed, Sirte would be a strong combat force if he joined the fight.

Gao Yang was a bit shaken by now.

There were pros and cons to having Sirte join, but if they were careful with confidentiality, a single battle wouldn’t matter too much even if Sirte learned something from it.

Gao Yang said gravely, “In war, people die.”

Nate smiled slightly and said, “You don’t need to stress that.

If Sirte dies, he can’t blame anyone else.”

Gao Yang looked at Sirte and asked, “If I need to send you into battle, rather than join you for a raid, will you accept my command?”

Sirte didn’t hesitate to answer, “If your order is sensible, I won’t refuse any of your commands.

We’re not enemies now.

As long as I join your team, I will certainly obey your command.”

“You guys are really nuts.

I agree, Sirte.

I’ll treat you as a member of the Satan Mercenary Corps and work together with you.

Tell me your preferred position and weapon.”

“My position is as a firepower assaulter, my primary weapons are the Benelli M4 shotgun and G36 assault rifle, and my secondary weapon is the USP45 pistol.”

Gao Yang shrugged and gave a wry smile, saying, “Well then, I really hope my decision isn’t foolish.

Now, let’s set the terms of the wager.

How shall we determine the winner?”

Sirte answered without hesitation, “The simplest way: from the initiation of the attack to the end of the operation, we’ll count the number of enemies killed, but it should be noted that meaningless targets to pad the count are not allowed.”

Gao Yang immediately said, “You also can’t steal kills, no, you can’t rush to shoot targets, so as not to disrupt our firing rhythm.

Just be responsible for your targets.”

Sirte nodded and said, “Of course, as a skilled firepower assaulter, disrupting your teammates’ firing rhythm is unforgivable.

If one violates this basic principle, then there’s no need to compete at all.

Whoever makes a mistake, loses.”

Gao Yang clapped his hands and declared, “Good, that’s settled.

Go get your gear ready, Sirte.

From now on, you’re an extra member of the Satan Mercenary Corps.”

(To be continued.

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