King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 459 442 Blood for Blood Debt

Jemma was directing the villagers to lift the wounded onto the helicopter...

By her side, 'Dart' received a warning from the boss and imdiately began to stand guard; then he spotted soone, about 200 ters away in the jungle, squatting and blending into the surrounding environnt—and that person had an RPG on their shoulder.

These guys had unbelievable audacity; it was obvious they intended to wait until the helicopter took off before opening fire.

'Dart' fired almost instantaneously...

"Pa pa pa pa pa..."

"Watch out for the RPG, cover Jemma!"

A series of bullets landed around that person, forcing him to retreat into the jungle for cover.

'Pliers' forcefully pushed the ard nurse, urging her to cover Jemma as they left the helicopter, before he himself raised his gun to join 'Dart,' aiming to completely suppress the enemy and prevent them from firing their RPG.

Yet this wasn't enough. The sudden surprise left many in the village dumbfounded. The ard guerrilla fighters froze for at least 15 seconds before they realized what was happening and rushed to 'Pliers' side to open fire...

"Bang"

A sniper's shot hit 'Dart' in the chest; the bullet didn't penetrate the bulletproof vest, but the massive impact sent 'Dart' tumbling to the ground.

'Dart,' while being shot, loudly urged 'Pliers' not to mind him and continued firing towards the direction from which the bullets had co, directing the militia beside him.

However, the enemy had the cover of the jungle, which gave them a distinct advantage in the exchange of gunfire.

Soon, three militia fell, and stray bullets hitting the exterior of the Mi-8 Hip made a "pa pa pa..." sound, eliciting screams from inside.

Just as the militia were starting to crumble under pressure and considering falling back, a fierce burst of gunfire erupted from the flank of the temporary landing pad...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Ayu, who had hurried back, attacked the enemy from the side, with his intense fire causing branches to fly chaotically in the jungle, pressing the enemy down so they couldn't raise their heads.

But it wasn't over yet. Nis and Kitten rushed to the side of the small impala, signalled the pilot to take off the mont they boarded the cabin.

The small impala climbed to an altitude of 20 ters, turned directly towards the direction of the gunfire, and unloaded 20 rockets.

"Boom boom boom..."

After a series of explosions, a large portion of the jungle's edge was cleared, and the smoke made it impossible to see the aftermath.

'Pliers' grabbed 'Dart' by the harness to pull him up. After they sidestepped a few paces to establish cover, he yelled into the communicator, "Get Jemma on the plane, leave this place, quick..."

As 'Pliers' was shouting, non and Kuba almost stuck to Ayu's firing line as they charged towards the edge of the jungle. The mont they got close, they pulled their triggers...

"Three people, they're trying to run..."

Just when Xiao Luo and Xiao Hei were about to pursue, Joe Ga's voice rang out over the public frequency...

"No one chase, cover the wounded's evacuation on the helicopter first."

"Devil Bird, cover them..."

Upon hearing Joe Ga's orders, Nis abandoned the idea of pushing the helicopter deeper into the jungle airspace and began to circle the village instead.

TC hurriedly pushed a slightly panic-stricken Jemma and two ard nurses onto the aircraft, then checked 'Dart's' wound before getting them on the plane as well...

Watching Jemma standing at the door of the cabin, looking at him with concern, TC shouted, "You guys go first, I'm staying behind..."

After speaking, TC dashed to the side of a fallen militiaman, picked up his rifle and ammo pack, then loudly called for the dazed militia to push the security periter outwards.

'Dart,' signaling the pilot to take off loudly, fiercely gripped Jemma, fearing the girl might jump off the helicopter.

But to his surprise, Jemma just wiped away tears and turned to assist the two nurses in caring for the panicked wounded.

'Dart' forcefully closed the cabin door and sat on the floor, clutching his painful chest. Glancing at Jemma holding a handle while still comforting a wounded by holding his hand, he said to 'Pliers' with a smile, "TC that bastard is a lucky guy. Why the hell can't I et such a good woman in my lifeti?"

'Pliers' let out a sigh and sat next to 'Dart,' responding, "What would you think if such a good woman, instead of enjoying the good life, dragged you into the jungle?"

'Dart' forcefully ripped off the tactical vest and with a grin said, "If I had a woman like that, I'd willingly go to hell!"

As 'Dart' pulled the ballistic plate out of the tactical vest and looked at the deford bullet embedded in it, he exhaled deeply and said, "FUCK, a heavy-duty round, I can't believe I didn't die. I'm in love with this bulletproof vest."

'Pliers' took out a pair of pliers to remove the bullet from the vest, took a close look, then pressed the communicator and said, "Boss, they're using subsonic heavy-duty rounds, be careful over there."

Joe Ga was sprinting through the jungle at that mont, with Dorian loyally following close by Joe Ga's flank. In the dense foliage, 30 ters to their side, a man was making a desperate run.

Joe Ga tried several tis to aim and shoot, but each ti the poor visibility in the dense jungle forced him to abandon the attempt.

Most people couldn't imagine that, in the jungles of Congo, you might not see anything a re ten ters away.

Joe Ga could only rely on the noises to the side to track the direction of the fleeing man, hoping to stick to him. If there was the slightest gap, he was confident he could take him down.

After about five minutes of mad dashing, Joe Ga finally caught a glimpse of the man's figure.

Joe Ga, sprinting madly, didn't hesitate to fire a burst of shots, then heard a muffled grunt as the figure tumbled down a sudden steep slope.

Just as Joe Ga wanted to rush over to finish the other party off, his foot slipped, and he instinctively grabbed a vine beside him, sliding down the nearly 70-degree slope for several ters before stopping above the steep drop.

Dorian rushed over and firmly grabbed the vine, pulling Joe Ga back up with force.

By the ti Joe Ga steadied his feet and went to look for the guy, he had already vanished at the bottom of the slope.

Seeing that the boss seed eager to continue, Dorian quickly held him back, saying, "Boss, you hit him, let's not chase.

This kind of steep slope, once we go down, we can't co back up, and it's very likely we'll get lost if we take a detour."

At this mont, the sniper Xiao Luo also limped over, glanced at the steep slope, then looked at Joe Ga and asked, "Boss, you hit him?"

Joe Ga nodded and said, "I hit him, but I'm not sure if it was a vital spot."

Xiao Luo gave a thumbs up upon hearing this, and said, "That guy is skilled, he nearly took my life.

But now, he'll have to pray that the jungle is kind to him..."

Joe Ga rarely missed his mark and it really pissed him off that he could see the other guy, yet let him slip away; he needed to confirm who was attacking the village.

They had to capture a live one to have a clear understanding of the current situation.

Thompson and his group had screened five teams of n, and to this point, he still couldn't be certain how many had revealed themselves; this feeling of not being in control of the situation was terrible.

In this kind of jungle warfare, being on the defensive side ant being this passive; the dense jungle had negated a significant part of P·B's aerial advantage.

If Joe Ga didn't care about the jungle residents at all, then he could deal with this calmly, slowly squeezing the enemy's operational space, but now it was like having soone shot by a sniper. You know there's a risk, but do you rescue them or not?

The attackers' goals were simple: luring P·B's elite into jungle combat was only one aspect.

Attacking the jungle residents could also effectively damage P·B's image because they ca specifically for P·B.

When those jungle residents feel that their own people died because of P·B, the situation that arises could be difficult to control.

The living people in the village are like seeds, as the pressure grows, if P·B cannot eliminate the opponent quickly, their attitude towards P·B could change.

Such a change, once it started to spread, would be a huge blow to P·B's image and reputation.

Considering this, Joe Ga imdiately realized that the people who ca must be either 'Trouble Maker' or 'Lucky Thirteen'.

Real rcenaries wouldn't engage in such operations; only teams specializing in sabotaging behind enemy lines would do such a thing, and these two teams were the CIA's Black Hands.

They had the opportunity to kill everyone in the village, even the militia who ca to help, but they didn't. Instead, they chose to launch another attack after P·B's reinforcents arrived.

If they succeeded, fear would start to spread in the jungle, and P·B, eager to calm the situation under pressure, would be forced to pursue, which could fall right into their trap.

This was an overt conspiracy; despite its lack of humanity, they indeed gained a degree of initiative.

Now within a 30-kiloter radius, there were still many villages, and Joe Ga had to choose...

Protect them, evacuate them, or remain focused on playing hide and seek with those guys in the jungle.

Just as Joe Ga was hesitating, Poison Scorpion suddenly called over the channel, "Boss, you better co to take a look..."

Poison Scorpion's voice had an indescribable eerie feel to it. Joe Ga frowned, asked for Poison Scorpion's location, and used the locator to make a round in the jungle. It took nearly 25 minutes to find Poison Scorpion.

At that mont, Poison Scorpion stood by a riverbank, and Joe Ga followed his gaze to the opposite shore, where a guy with white patterns on his face was skinning a rcenary...

The clearly Caucasian rcenary was hanging from a tree, emitting violent screams.

The one with white paint on his face didn't know what to sar on his body, but used a small knife to make a cut on top of the rcenary's head and then forcefully tore off all the guy's skin.

At that ti, the guy was still alive...

Among those present, except for the heartless Lone Wolf, the others couldn't help but look away because the struggling man was too agonizing.

It was key that he was still alive, which was unbelievably horrific...

Dorian watched the guy across the river secure the skinless rcenary onto a wooden raft, then apply so strange substances to him, eliciting inhuman screams from the unfortunate soul...

Always priding himself on being a tough guy, Dorian murmured, "FUCK these monsters, I'm fucking gonna piss myself!"

As Dorian was mumbling, the person across the river pushed the 'screaming raft' into the water to drift downstream, then took out a radio that ill-suited his image and said, "Boss, you have to be more vicious than them to not be controlled by them..."

Joe Ga was startled by the voice that suddenly appeared in his earpiece, then he looked at the person across the river, full-faced with paint, and asked, "Who are you?"

The guy across the river grinned, showing off a mouthful of white teeth, and said with a smile, "I'm 'Leech,' and upstream is 'Spider'."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga curiously looked upstream, and after seeing nothing, he turned to Poison Scorpion and asked, "Did you see 'Spider'?"

Poison Scorpion shook his head, saying, "No, but before you arrived, we saw another raft like this one float by."

As he spoke, Poison Scorpion watched 'Leech' walk back into the jungle across the river. He swallowed subconsciously and said, "Boss, give that guy a shot, he's scaring the hell out of people without even screaming!"