Mercenaries, I Will Be King Chapter 179 - 158: The Army Has No Fixed Form2

Thus, the Persians were unable to mobilize.

Haymour had the sa issue.

As for Hamid, who was responsible for the etings, Song Heping had ordered him not to leave the building, even confiscating his cellphone.

Not to ntion, he had soone from Haymour's side assist.

So things, you have to do yourself.

Otherwise, you'll never be at peace.

After he had simulated various attacks on the map to the point of despair, he suddenly discovered sothing.

According to the plans from when the factory was built, the fire-resistant factory's water source was a pump motor on the premises that drew water from the Tigris River, two kiloters away, into an external filtration pool for sedintation, before pumping it back through a filter to the factory, eventually reaching the taps for the use of factory workers.

At that mont, a brilliant idea flashed through Song Heping's mind.

The principles of special operations include using all ans.

Including poisoning.

Which is also a tactical thod.

Everyone in the factory retrieved water from there.

Every adult drinks water every day.

So poisoning was a perfect choice.

However, highly toxic chemicals were not readily available in large quantities.

Just because highly toxic chemicals were unobtainable did not an that the kinds of anesthesia used on livestock could not be found.

Here in Illiguo, there were many donkeys.

Since many local people needed animals for labor, it was easy to find animal dications.

Thus, Song Heping had Samir and Hamid go into the city and buy all the available anesthetics and sleep drugs used for animals.

A whole ten kilograms of these drugs were then secretly dumped into the sedintation filtration pool in the afternoon.

According to the surveillance, smoke would rise every day from the canteen at four in the afternoon, indicating that they were cooking there.

That was perfect.

At this ti, pouring the drugs in ensured that during cooking and after eating—when they often liked to drink tea—as well as at six-thirty during the change of the sentry shifts when the sentries would carry big water jugs to their posts, people would co in contact with the water.

In dry Illiguo, people drank a lot of water daily.

It was impossible not to drink water.

Even if it were diluted, by evening people should be asleep.

By then...

Just then, Song Heping saw, through the scope of his binoculars, two n walking from the office building toward the warehouse collapse about ten ters from the warehouse, one of them staggering and falling to the ground.

The other also appeared to stagger, standing foolishly in place as if sleepwalking, not even attempting to help his companion...

"It seems to be working..."

Watching this comical scene, Song Heping's mouth curled into a smile.

"All units, pay attention, I see people have started falling on the ground, it seems the drugs are working, just wait a little longer, it's eight o'clock, no rush, the more who fall, the better, wait for my order to proceed."

At nightfall, Gaiala City grew quieter with fewer pedestrians.

The entire city seed to be asleep, especially since the factory was located on the city's outskirts, making it even quieter.

Song Heping sat on the windowsill, listening to the unknown insects chirping.

He took his binoculars to another window and switched his view towards the direction of the US Army camp.

The US Army base also appeared tranquil, though well-lit, as these guys completely disregarded the need for light control, now that they controlled the skies over Illiguo.

Good.

Quiet is good.

The US Army disliked engaging in operations outside their base at night; they often stayed in the camp, drinking beer and grilling at.

This wasn't Mosul; they were relaxed.

That was good.

Song Heping returned to the window facing the factory.

In the lens, several guys lay on the grounds of the factory area, presumably asleep.

He waited until eight-forty.

From the factory, Song Heping could no longer see any sign of living people moving.

He then picked up his equipnt and began to descend the stairs.

"Samir, Hamid, follow !"

As they descended, Song Heping updated Chef and Grey Wolf teams over the radio.

"Chef, Grey Wolf, you two groups prepare to enter through the front and back doors, I think it's about ti."

Having gotten into the car, Song Heping did not forget to use the satellite phone to contact Avanti: "I've started on my side, you can begin the evacuation plan on yours, I'll contact you once it's done."

"No problem!"

Avanti seed sowhat concerned and asked again.

"Are you sure you don't need my help?"

"Confird, I've almost got everything under control."

Song Heping didn't have ti to waste words and promptly cut off the call.

He then contacted Ferrari.

"Ferrari, how did your investigation go?"

"There are reports that the CIA station in Baghdad and GRS are overwheld, all drawn to the southern area; Thomas and his team are not in the Green Zone now, as for SAD, I don't know their movents, but since GRS also went south, it seems they were misled by false information."

"Good, keep an eye on things at ho, watch for any odd movents, and imdiately notify us if anything arises."

"Don't worry!"

In the car, Samir stepped on the gas, speeding towards the fire-resistant factory.

In less than seven minutes, the car had arrived outside the gate of the fire-resistant factory.

Song Heping glanced at the gate.

It was still closed.

He gestured for Samir to park in the bushes next to the factory area.

He got out of the car himself, holding his gun carefully as he approached the main entrance.

At the entrance, he reached out and gently worked the gate with two long and one short taps.

The door creaked open a crack.

Inside, a pair of eyes watched warily from within.

Seeing it was Song Heping, the door then opened.

"Boss, you're here?"

Yuliy didn't even play the sniper anymore.

With nine people, they needed everyone to give their all.

"Yes, Samir and Hamid are at the back, you keep watch here, I'll go in and have a look," he said.

"They are cleaning and checking the buildings, you go ahead," she replied.

Song Heping entered through the main gate, first turning towards the office building.

The basent was at the side entrance of the parking lot under the office building, nominally a parking lot, but in fact, it was already a basent used for hiding gold.

"Cook, where are you?"

"I'm on the second floor of the office building. Haha, these guys are all sleeping! Like dead pigs!"

Song Heping said, "I'll go find the entrance to the basent first, its gate is closed."

"Don't blow it up," he was told.

"No, don't make any noise."

Song Heping searched the first floor for the entrance to the underground parking lot.

Since the underground gate of the parking lot was closed, from the outside, the gate was made of steel, not a regular door, and it was very difficult to open without a key.

Song Heping deduced that there must be soone guarding the underground parking lot, and they must have the keys on them.

So he decided to try his luck.

The way to the parking lot was not hard to find.

He found it in the fire escape in the stairwell.

Song Heping followed the stairs down to the basent.

As soon as he entered, it was pitch black around him, he couldn't see anything.

Song Heping quickly put on his night vision goggles.

The inside of the parking lot was empty, nothing at all.

Song Heping felt a sudden sense of loss.

He walked around inside but didn't find anything.

"Where's the gold?"

He couldn't help feeling nervous.

Sweat covered his back.

Could the intelligence have been wrong?

He quickly asked the other teams via the channel, "Has anyone seen the gold?"

"There's none above the office building."

"I'm in the factory, didn't see it either..."

"I searched two warehouses, didn't find anything..."

The reports from everyone slowly raised Song Heping's blood pressure.

Damn it.

Could it really be false intelligence?

Damn it!

Song Heping took another round through the parking lot and finally, he decided to look for the circuit breaker switch.

Let's turn on the lights first.

He spent a good five minutes and found the circuit breaker switch in a corner.

After flipping the switch, the underground parking lot was suddenly brightly lit.

Song Heping turned off his night vision goggles and looked around.

It was still completely empty...

"Damn!"

He couldn't help but curse.

He turned and was ready to go upstairs to find the commander here.

Only by finding the commander and interrogating him could he find out if there were any gold here.

However, everyone here had ingested an animal dose of sleep dication and anesthesia, it was unclear when they would wake up, what to do?

This is bad!

That's the downside of using drugs.

Now they've all overdosed, unable to speak.

Just as he was panicking, Song Heping suddenly noticed sothing that looked like a switch box on the wall not far from the breaker.

Song Heping went over, opened the box.

Inside were two buttons.

One red.

One green.

Song Heping stretched his hand towards the green button.

But his finger stopped an inch away from the button.

"Calm down! Calm down... impulse is the devil!"

He kept muttering to himself, trying to calm down.