Ultimate Firepower
Chapter 341 - 325 You Don’t Understand

Chapter 341: Chapter 325 You Don’t Understand

Freedom Wind would arrive, but no one knew when.

Nor did anyone know how Freedom Wind would come.

But Freedom Wind was certain to make an appearance.

The Nayif Refinery, established in 1987, was completely abandoned after 2002.

In 2014, an American company bought the refinery with the intention of dismantling the old equipment and building a new facility on the same site.

However, the American oil company’s plans remained mostly on paper. Aside from initially sending some people to tidy up the office area, making the abandoned refinery inhabitable again, and arranging for dozens to start dismantling work, they then halted the old-for-new refurbishment plans.

It was all because of ISIS.

Now that ISIS is supposedly gone, when the oil company would resume its original plans was unknown.

Thus, the refinery was still riddled with pipes and several large tanks still stood within the complex, and while the office building remained in shambles, a simple clean made it habitable.

Then, the biggest advantage of this factory was its seclusion; as long as there was no informant, hiding here was absolutely safe.

The surrounding walls could be toppled with a push, and the main gate was just a symbol. After entering the compound and walking for three minutes, one would reach the chemical plant’s office building. The office building was neither tall nor large, only four stories high with maybe a hundred or so rooms.

Of course, for the office building of a large factory, it was very small, but for a battle that required searching each floor and each room, the building was quite big.

Past the office building and down the road for about four or five hundred meters was the contiguous production area.

But only on the left side of the office building was there a long, dilapidated structure with a sound main frame that could hide all of Gao Yi’s vehicles, as well as all the High Altitude Guns.

The ambush was arranged within these two buildings, with the overall firepower forming roughly an L-shape.

It was not possible to arrange the High Altitude Guns and machine guns into a more advantageous formation, like a U-shaped firing circle, which, once the enemy entered, would allow fire from three sides at the same time, creating perfect crossfire. The problem was, with such a terrain, Freedom Wind would likely not dare to enter at all.

As for the specific arrangement, Lego had fifty men using two High Altitude Guns and two high-caliber machine guns inside the lateral factory building, while Gao Yi and his crew were inside the office building, and the War Axe Mercenary Group would just follow Gao Yi and wait inside the office building.

In this ambush, the Lego Mercenary Corps were the main force.

As long as Freedom Wind entered the ambush zone, it wouldn’t matter how well the Lego mercenaries fought, as long as they could operate the guns and aim at the targets reasonably well.

This was truly not a situation that could be dominated by individual combat ability. Therefore, if it came down to War Axe Mercenary Group needing to engage in indoor combat with the enemy to resolve the situation, it would mean an utter failure.

Now, it was a matter of waiting.

Waiting isn’t boring, it’s nerve-wracking.

Now that there was no need to pretend, Gao Yi put on his Bullet-Proof Vest, donned his helmet, hung a few Hand Grenades on himself, and tucked a hammer into his belt.

Of course, he also kept that handgun, suitable for competition but certainly not for the battlefield.

As for rifles, there was no need to mention them; they were everywhere, and any could be picked up and used.

Gao Yi always considered himself the leader of the Warhammer Mercenary Group, and indeed, he had mixed in among the mercenaries.

After hanging up the phone with Luca and handing the phone to Lin Xianghua, Gao Yi waited until Lin Xianghua walked away with the unsecured phone and then picked up another phone to call Grasse.

"Hello, Grasse, it’s started on your end. Keep a close eye on the military reports."

After a brief exchange, Gao Yi hung up the phone. Then, he turned to Lucy, who was fiddling with her helmet, and said, "Put your helmet on. Who told you to take it off?"

Lucy’s hair was a bit long and when she wore the helmet, the hair that tumbled down her back made her feel uncomfortable.

Lucy rolled up her hair, tied it with a rubber band, and buckled the helmet on, then looked at Gao Yi expectantly.

There really was nothing left to do now except wait.

Even if the Dark Web was highly efficient and Freedom Wind was too, they had just received the message and needed time to arrange everything accordingly. It wasn’t possible to receive the information, pinpoint the location, and immediately send someone to fight.

So at the very least, they had to wait a few hours, maybe even a day or two, but no more than that. If Freedom Wind couldn’t launch an attack within twenty-four hours, it would be considered slow. Forty-eight hours without a response would indicate incapacity.

According to Panetta’s estimates, Freedom Wind’s attack would likely occur after six hours at the earliest. A normal quick response would mean initiating an attack within twelve hours, but definitely within twenty-four hours, Freedom Wind was bound to act—this estimate was based on the assumption that Freedom Wind was deploying forces from within the United States.

But, no matter when Freedom Wind opted to strike in a few hours’ time, once the operation was underway, that helmet could not be taken off.

Whether it was hot or time to sleep, the helmet had to be worn—no one could predict when fighting would break out. If unlucky, one could be killed by the first shot, without any chance for regret.

"Yes, don’t take off the helmet, don’t remove the Bullet-Proof Vest."

Feng Biao was the one who spoke.

There were three people in the room now: Gao Yi, Feng Biao, and Lucy.

Outside there were twenty people, the entirety of the War Axe Mercenary Group.

According to Gao Yi’s usual habit, at this time he should go out and chat with the mercenaries, talk to that donkey, and establish his own connection within the mercenary circle.

But no, Gao Yi did not want to see anyone from the War Axe Mercenary Group right now.

Because those War Axe people always stared at Gao Yi’s Christmas tree pistol with peculiar looks, although without pointing fingers or whispering comments, every gaze silently pronounced a word.

Starting with an ’s’ and ending with a ’b’.

Each of them was the same, upon seeing Gao Yi’s pistol, they first expressed shock, then confusion, followed by ridicule.

Gao Yi did not like being looked at as if he were a fool, so he was reluctant to interact with those mercenaries.

The reason for Lucy was quite simple.

A stunningly beautiful woman amidst a group of men who hadn’t seen a woman in a long time, and who were basically uneducated and ill-mannered, would definitely attract attention.

Lucy couldn’t stand those gazes, so she chose to wear a black mask, showing only her eyes.

But after putting on the mask, even those who sneak peeks began to stare blatantly, particularly those from the Lego Mercenary Corps.

Wearing the mask was uncomfortable, it was hot, and she was constantly stared at, Lucy couldn’t handle it, so she opted to stay indoors and go out less.

As for Feng Biao, his reason for not wanting to go out was also very simple, because there was someone inside who knew him.

Just one person recognized Feng Biao, but one person knowing meant that soon everyone would know.

Feng Biao turned out to be more famous than he thought, always under the scrutiny of disdain and disgust, of course, he couldn’t bear it, and he couldn’t go and explain anything to those people.

This had a side effect, which made the few people in the War Axe Mercenary Group even more contemptuous when they looked at Gao Yi.

Leading a match pistol that jams with just a bit of sand, and fires unintentionally when dropped, underlings are known for running when things go south, like a Wind Vane, and with a woman who makes people think of committing crimes—calling such a boss anything but foolish, who would believe that?

Gao Yi said he was a mercenary, even the leader of a Mercenary Group, but if he weren’t the paying boss, Donkey probably would have slapped him for bringing shame on mercenaries.

After idling for a while longer, Gao Yi felt the urge to pee, so he pushed the door open and headed to the activity room separated by a single wall.

Regardless of whether Gao Yi was a fool or not, those from the War Axe Mercenary Group definitely knew how to fight, so without Gao Yi’s orders, everyone went about their assigned tasks.

Four sentries, positioned in four directions, ensured that no one could approach unnoticed, day or night.

But the remaining sixteen people were now resting in an abandoned office space.

It was night, normally a time for sleep, but among the sixteen without duties, eight were sleeping on mats on the floor, no snoring, but the breathing sounds unique to sleep were very loud.

Another eight were fully armed, lazily scattered in several spots; one person was using the small light he carried to read a book, two were chatting nonchalantly, and four were playing poker, but what was interesting about their game was that all four only cared about playing cards, with no one uttering a word.

The leader of the War Axe Mercenary Group, Donkey, was lost in a daydream, studying a handgun with his mouth half-open and his gaze fixed and unmoving.

When Gao Yi came out, that was the scene he encountered.

Taking shifts to sleep, with at least half the people staying alert day or night was a bit interesting, a typical mercenary style.

Gao Yi only felt one thing, playing poker in silence, what fun was that?

Also, Donkey looked even more like a fool when daydreaming.

Muttering to himself and trying not to make a noise, Gao Yi quietly made his way to the bathroom.

At that moment, Donkey suddenly jolted awake. He glanced at Gao Yi, said nothing, and when Gao Yi came out after finishing in the bathroom, he suddenly said, "Hey, come here, let me see your pistol."

Completely devoid of the respect due to a client, this Donkey didn’t seem to understand manners.

Gao Yi glanced at Donkey, shook his head, and said, "No."

Donkey spoke in a low voice, "It doesn’t matter whether you’re really a mercenary, no one cares about that, I just want to remind you that while it’s fine to play with that gun normally, it’s inappropriate to bring it here. Whether you will need to use it, whether you want to shoot someone else or yourself, you should at least prepare yourself a reliable pistol."

Gao Yi didn’t even know how to respond to Donkey. If you say he meant well, these words were indeed a piece of sincere advice.

But there was a mocking tone in Donkey’s voice, which made it hard for Gao Yi to feel any fondness for his words.

After a moment of thought, all Gao Yi could say was, "My gun is different, you wouldn’t understand."

Not understanding was no reason to speak carelessly, that was Gao Yi’s point.

But this statement seemed to stir up trouble, as the card players paused their silent game and looked at Gao Yi with surprise, then the person reading straightened his body and stared at Gao Yi in shock.

And the two who were chatting turned their heads in an instant, staring intently at Gao Yi as if his words were some kind of incantation.

Only Donkey appeared to have no reaction, he paused then shook his head with a smile, "I don’t understand, alright, I don’t. Take good care of your toy, you can go now."