He was completely terrified by the bloody and brutal scene in front of him; the instinct to survive overwheld all so-called "faith" and "honor."
He let out a scream, and threw away the AK rifle in his hand like it was a hot potato, then raised his hands high and shouted hysterically in English with a heavy British accent:
"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I surrender! I give up! (别开枪!别开枪!我投降!我放弃!)"
Milosh imdiately gave new instructions on the communication channel:
"Fire team, continue to suppress the target behind the rock, don't let him raise his head or throw explosives! B group commando, advance to control the defector! Quick action! Don't let him be silenced!"
Following his orders, two mbers located on the flank of B group imdiately executed precise long bursts, continuously pounding the rock used as cover.
Warheads hit the surface of the rock, creating a flurry of debris and sparks, forming an effective fire blockade, keeping the stubborn veteran pinned behind the rock, unable to observe or counterattack effectively.
anwhile, two commandos responsible for capturing stealthily approached the rock like Cheetahs, using the terrain's undulations and teammates' fire cover, they quickly reached the young white prisoner who was trembling like a sieve with hands raised.
One rcenary pressed the barrel of the gun against the prisoner's temple, low growled in English: "Face down! On the ground! Now! (脸朝下!趴在地上!立刻!)"
The other rcenary swiftly moved forward, kicked away the AK rifle thrown on the ground, and fiercely kneed the prisoner's lower back, forcing him to the ground.
With extre skill, he drew out nylon plastic restraints, crossed the prisoner's hands behind the back, tied them tightly, then took out a roll of special tape to quickly seal his mouth, preventing him from shouting or biting his tongue.
The entire process was clean and swift, taking no more than twenty seconds.
"Clear the area! A group, establish an outer alert circle! B group remaining personnel, check all fallen targets, confirm their life status, collect all intelligence items! dic, standby!"
Milosh stood up from his command position, continuously scanning for any potential threats around.
From the first sniper shot to complete control of the situation and capturing a prisoner, the whole process took less than two minutes.
Six enemies, four killed on the spot, one captured, and only the last experienced veteran remaining, relying on the rock for stubborn resistance.
"Main target cleared. Captured one alive, status stable. One remaining enemy continues to resist behind cover, requesting further instructions."
Milosh's voice returned clearly via radio to the command vehicle.
Inside the command vehicle, Song Heping calmly watched the whole operation process through drone footage.
He picked up the communicator and directly replied: "Try to capture the target behind the rock alive. If he resists fiercely, then eliminate him. Prioritize your safety."
"Understood."
Milosh responded briefly and then began to deploy for the capture of the last enemy.
The veteran behind the rock was incredibly stubborn; after firing all bullets, far from showing signs of surrender, he let out a fanatical roar, then pulled out an F1 defensive grenade from his waist and quickly removed the pin.
Clearly, this thoroughly brainwashed guy was preparing to die along with the approaching rcenaries and then enjoy a shaless life in his imagined heaven with 72 virgins...
At this critical mont!
A rcenary situated on the flank decisively pulled out an M84 Shock Bomb from his pouch, swiftly removed the safety pin, estimated the angle and distance, and vigorously threw it behind the rock!
Boom——
Buzz!!!
The Shock Bomb exploded fiercely at a very close range behind the rock!
The device instantly produced a deafening noise over 170 decibels and blinding light of millions of candela, stunning the veteran.
He let out a painful grunt, montarily entering a state of deafness, dizziness, and visual blurring, his hand holding the grenade inadvertently relaxed.
During the precious one or two seconds of his distraction, several commandos dashed in from another side with the ferocity of tigers descending the mountain!
The first rcenary to reach the 1515 veteran unhesitatingly swung the rifle butt in his hand, with all his might, smashing the veteran's wrist holding the grenade body!
"Crack!"
A clear sound of bone cracking echoed.
"Ah——!"
The veteran let out a heartrending scream, and the grenade that he could no longer hold fell to the sandy ground at his feet!
Another rcenary nearby acted without thinking, kicked the deadly grenade to a further empty section.
"Boom!"
After a loud explosion, the sand was blown into a small pit.
The other two closely following rcenaries imdiately pounced, firmly pinning the stubborn 1515 veteran to the ground, using thicker restraints to bind his feet tightly and sealing his mouth, completing the capture of the second prisoner.
"Threat neutralized! Repeat, all threats neutralized!"
After confirming the grenade explosion caused no casualties among them, Milosh imdiately reported on the channel.
The two prisoners were separately covered with thick black hoods, deprived of sight, and roughly but professionally tossed into the back of a pickup truck monitored by designated personnel.
The rest of the team rapidly and efficiently swept the battlefield.
They confird the life status of all killed enemies, collected their weapons, ammunition, identification docunts, phones, walkie-talkies, and any papers or electronic items potentially containing intelligence value.
All traces left behind, such as shell casings, were ticulously cleaned.
After completing everything, this elite hunting squad quietly drove away from the firefight area, following the predetermined route, smoothly returning to the main convoy's base.
The entire capture mission from departure to return took less than forty minutes, showcasing the high professionalism and tactical execution of these rcenaries cultivated from the South Arican Hunter School.
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