"Everyone, listen up and grab your guns!"
At Jiang Feng's command, all the Illigo rcenaries picked up their guns.
The reason they had been so easily suppressed by those three Brits, dropping to their knees at the order, was that the spine of the natives of Illiguo had been broken, and they all feared the sight of a white-skinned soldier.
It was an instinctive act of kneeling.
When a nation falls, the soldiers' knees inevitably weaken.
Just now, Song Heping's outburst seed to awaken the martial spirit in their blood.
If the boss isn't afraid, what is there to fear?!
A flock of sheep, as long as led by a lion, can be formidable in combat too.
Dozens of n imdiately picked up their guns and swiftly surrounded them.
The soldiers of the 82nd Airborne Division, seeing that the situation was turning unfavorable, quickly raised their guns and aid at the Illigo rcenaries.
Song Heping glanced at the soldiers and then said to his subordinates, "You guys back off first, let's see what tricks they're going to play. Rember my words, if they dare raise their guns, you raise yours, and take them down!"
The Illigo rcenaries backed off a few ters and lowered their guns.
The tension eased slightly.
The sergeant from the 82nd Division warned, "Don't make trouble here."
Then he whispered to a soldier beside him, "Go, get the duty battalion commander, there's going to be trouble here."
The British Captain approached Song Heping and then, with a slant of his eyes, glanced at the two subordinates lying unconscious on the ground, his face darkening as if it had turned the color of the bottom of a pot.
"Did you do this?"
asked the Captain.
Song Heping nodded, "Yes, your n can't take a hit."
The Captain's face grew even more unsightly, "You're looking for death."
After saying that, he waved his hand, "Take him!"
Several British soldiers ca forward to apprehend him.
This ti Jiang Feng reacted quickly, waving his hand, two platoons of Illigo rcenaries simultaneously raised their guns, aiming at the British soldiers.
The Arican soldiers were also shocked, and they quickly raised their guns, aiming at the Illigo rcenaries.
The atmosphere tensed up in an instant, with weapons drawn on both sides.
"Nobody move! Put down your guns! I command you, put down your guns! This is our Airborne Division's base, put down your guns!"
Song Heping felt the British were backing down.
For the British soldiers who had originally stepped forward to take him away were no longer daring to move even half a step closer.
The sergeant from the 82nd Airborne Division also had to remind the British Captain, "SIR, I advise you to settle things amicably, don't engage in a firefight here, otherwise, we will consider you intruders and take necessary action against you!"
He wasn't wrong.
This was a US Military Base.
Even the British couldn't act recklessly here.
The Captain couldn't do anything with these Arican soldiers.
In his eyes, these n were crude.
However, now Great Britain could only inwardly scorn the Aricans; they dared not speak it aloud.
The Green Zone was like an ecosystem where survival depended on the survival of the fittest, sothing that Song Heping was very clear about.
Whoever had the stronger fist, had the louder voice.
The British could swagger all over the Illigo people, but they wouldn't dare bully the Aricans.
In the early days of the war, the British were accidentally bombed several tis by the Arican Air Force, and all they could do was swallow their complaint after a re "SORRY" from the Yanks.
But the Captain quickly found a target for his wrath.
He couldn't take on the Aricans, but he surely could handle these Illigo and Chinese people, couldn't he?
"You lowlifes courting death?! Who do you think you are?! Know who we are?!"
He charged like an infuriated bull.
Song Heping didn't give a damn about him.
Sotis, it's really nice to have backup.
Song Heping wasn't the sa as he used to be.
After several collaborations with the US Army and ISA, though he played the role of a behind-the-scenes operator, the military big shots at Command Headquarters still gave him so respect.
So he glanced at the captain's camo and the numbers on it, and sneered, "I know, the Royal Navy's 3rd Commando Brigade, right?"
The Captain said, "We're part of the coalition forces! Do you understand?! Do you know what coalition forces are?! Regular military, we're supposed to head out to Fallujah tomorrow for a mission; we must zero our rifles today, you must vacate this range!"
Song Heping checked his watch and said, "What's it to if you need to zero your rifles? Our company reserved this range two days ago, and we've paid for it. I say you can't – what are you gonna do about it?!"
"You bunch of rcenaries! Ragtag troops! Trash!"
The Captain wanted to explode but dared not draw his weapon, so he just jumped up and down cursing.
The commotion quickly drew attention from soldiers of other units at the neighboring ranges, who all ca over to watch the scene unfold.
More and more people gathered, crowding the area tightly.
The British Captain was still not ready to concede. Not being able to secure the range today, under the public eye, had shifted from being a matter of operational necessity to one of upholding the Royal Navy's honor.
A Deputy Battalion Commander from the 82nd Airborne had also arrived, originally intending to diate, but as soon as he started, the British Captain used the mission as an excuse.
"Major, we have to head to Fallujah tomorrow to relieve the troops there for patrol duties. Our sniper rifles need to be sighted in; there's a lot of work to do. If we can't get it done today, it will affect tomorrow's mission—this is serious!"
Song Heping interjected, "Sighting in sniper rifles? Once you establish a surveillance sniper position there, can't you sight in by just firing a couple of shots?!"
The British Captain turned his head with disgust, "You think it's like the junk you guys use?!"
He glanced at the AKMs in the hands of the Illigo rcenaries.
Song Heping said, "We have a saying in our country, 'The culturally uncouth have many pens; the ugly have many issues. The ones with poor marksmanship, I see, have the most tricks up their sleeve!'"
"What did you say?!"
The Captain felt insulted.
"If you're so capable, let's see whose marksmanship is better!"
Song Heping laughed, "Captain, didn't you just say we're a ragtag bunch of rcenaries and trash? I have no problem with a shooting contest, but what's the stake?!"
The Captain thought for a mont, "If you lose, the range is yours!"
Song Heping couldn't help but laugh again, "First, you need to clear sothing up. The range is supposed to be ours to begin with; dreaming of using it as a stake, you're thinking too highly of yourself! Here's the stake: if I lose, we'll leave imdiately, the range is yours; if you lose, from this day forward, you're the ragtag trash!"
The Arican soldiers around them found this amusing and burst into laughter; so, seeing the excitent and unfazed by the prospect of escalation, even started to egg them on.
"Captain, you're from the Royal Navy's Commando Brigade, are you really afraid of these PMC guys?"
"Captain, they're just Illigo people; do you lack confidence even facing them?"
"Do you need us, the 82nd Airborne, to give you a hand? Fight on your behalf?!"
The Captain's face slowly turned purple.
Finally, with a forceful nod, he was about to agree when he heard soone from the Arican soldiers nearby say, "Captain, you're no match for him, just save it!"
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