Nate Schumacher sat comfortably in a chair within a room full of bullet holes and garbage, his feet propped on another chair. Next to him was a table covered with a snow-white tablecloth, adorned with a bouquet of flowers and a cup of coffee.
Nate picked up the coffee, took a gentle sip, and said softly, "Fighting from morning till night, only having the chance to enjoy coffee late at night, and then my mood is ruined by that bastard Ram—really a bastard!"
After speaking, Nate suddenly let out a long sigh and said slowly, "Satan is done for."
Sirte, who was just lying in the corner wrapped in a blanket, sat up and shouted, "Satan is done for?"
Nate nodded lightly and said in a deep voice, "Yes, Ram wants to hire us for a rescue mission, hmm, he’s begging ."
Prince sat up, his face full of anger, and said, "That Ram guy is a shaless bastard, he’d beg us for help even if he had a splinter in his hand!"
The Prince, who had been blackmailed for a night vision device before, always gritted his teeth when ntioning Gao Yang but finished his angry rant with an impatient tone: "But you never know, Ram is actually quite proud deep inside."
Sirte said softly, "Are we going to rescue them?"
Nate shook his head and said, "It’s too late, it’s too late, they’re in Kiev."
A mont of silence.
Nate let out another long sigh and said quietly, "Satan is finished now, I feel a bit regretful about it. rcenary groups like Satan are rare nowadays, and Ram is quite interesting too. I always thought if they were going to be wiped out, it would be by us. I didn’t expect them to be done so quickly, it’s quite a sha."
Sirte clicked his tongue and said, "F**k, I still owe Worker Bee a life, it seems there’s no chance to repay it now. Forget it, I’m not soone who repays every debt, so if I don’t repay it, it’s because I can’t, it’s not that I don’t want to. So you can’t bla , right?"
Nate chuckled, pointed at Sirte, and said, "Rogue, you still owe two hundred thousand US dollars, and you have money in your account right now."
Sirte lay back down and shouted loudly, "Sleep, sleep! There’s a lot to do tomorrow."
Chainsaw suddenly said, "There’s a Mi-8 at the airport to our west, and it’s less than twenty kiloters away."
Sirte, who had laid down, sat up again, looking curious and said, "But can it fly to Kiev?"
Nate smiled and said, "If it’s a one-way trip, and the plane happens to be full of fuel, it can."
Sirte scratched his head, then cautiously said, "Then should we give it a try?"
Prince waved his fist, gritting his teeth, and said, "I swear I’m going to smash Ram’s annoying face with my own hands!"
Nate suddenly showed disgust and said, "Satan can just grab a helicopter whenever, but we have to steal one! F**k! Everyone get up, let’s get to work. If I don’t bankrupt Satan this ti, I’ll stop calling myself Mad Wolf! Pack up the table, bring the coffee, I’m going to drink coffee in Kiev!"
Dozens of people who were lying down suddenly stood up, then began to equip themselves with anything useful. By the ti Nate finished his last sip of coffee, the Angel rcenary Corps was poised for action.
Nate, looking dissatisfied, said, "Damn Satan, damn Ram, let’s go!"
As the Angels decided to set off, Gao Yang went back to his room and took out the Blade of Satan, placing it on the rooftop.
Standing on the rooftop, after a glance, Gao Yang then went down to fetch Glolov’s machine gun and ammunition, also placing them on the rooftop. Then he went down to get Cui Bo’s sniper rifle and all magazines, and after placing them on the rooftop, he felt it was still not enough, so he grabbed several more rifles.
Finally, Gao Yang placed four rocket launchers and two anti-aircraft missiles on the rooftop.
Gao Yang never had the habit of standing and fighting to the death in one place; hit and run was his specialty. But this ti was different.
This ti Gao Yang couldn’t run, he could only fight to the death, until the very end.
If he couldn’t hold the last line of defense, Gao Yang would die, Satan would be finished. If he ran away, Satan would still be finished; putting a bullet in each head was not Gao Yang’s personal habit, it was a common practice.
Gao Yang sat cross-legged on the rooftop, in the middle of a pile of weapons, which gave him a sense of security.
After turning on the night vision device on his gun, Gao Yang patted the gun stock, smiling to himself, "Buddy, now it’s just you and ; tonight we’ll kill them all, and won’t retreat one bit!"
After speaking, Gao Yang was silent for a mont, then nodded and said seriously to his gun, "Hmm, can’t retreat one bit."
After that, Gao Yang stood up, scanned around with the night vision device, then sat back down cross-legged. Suddenly, he slapped his thigh heavily and laughed, "Who dares say I’m timid? I’ll pierce the sky! I’m no hero, but I’m a conqueror! Even if I’m a small and stubborn conqueror, haha!"
After finishing, thinking about his nearly dood brothers below, Gao Yang’s tears suddenly ca out, and he muttered to himself, "Look at yourself, what a disgrace, how the hell are you going to aim, you damned thing!"
After saying that, Gao Yang wiped his tears with his left hand, then took out his phone and dialed Yelena. When Yelena answered, he spoke in a very tense tone: "Honey, let tell you, there’s a problem, I’m having a problem here, I don’t have ti to say much, we’re fine, but we have to flee, maybe to South Arica or Africa, we can’t contact you until we’re safe, keep yourself safe, I have to hang up, love you."
Yelena, crying, said, "I love you too, love you forever, co back soon, I’ll be waiting for you."
Gao Yang hung up the phone, put down his rifle, picked up Cui Bo’s rifle, aid at the car approaching from afar, and muttered to himself, "Guarding a bunch of the best night vision devices that can’t be used, f**k! Really f**k!"
Neither white-light scopes nor night vision can be used without adjustnt; knowing the zeroing distance is essential. A scope not zeroed by oneself is better left unused, so Gao Yang had to use Cui Bo’s scope on the gun because he couldn’t switch.
However, Gao Yang always knew the zeroing distance of Cui Bo’s scope.
Gao Yang lay down, aid at the approaching car with Cui Bo’s gun, shouted into the walkie-talkie, and after receiving no response, imdiately opened fire.
Since he couldn’t retreat one step, he aid to keep the enemies at a distance; for Gao Yang, a distant target was always better than a close one. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian for reading.)
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