Mercenary’s War Chapter 1562 - 1541: Hurry Them Up

Gao Yang fired a shot, stopping a car on the distant highway.

After the car stopped, three people ran out of it. They didn’t advance further but quickly sought cover to hide.

"Enemy!"

After muttering to himself, Gao Yang chuckled, "Three of them ca, enemies are indeed quicker."

After he finished speaking, Gao Yang lightly slapped himself on the face and then said gloomily, "Such a fool."

Gao Yang was annoyed, realizing he had forgotten he could directly command the most powerful force in Kiev at the mont.

Gao Yang had around three hundred n under him. Initially, he couldn’t and dared not use them for fear of moles within his ranks. But now, what was there to fear? Everyone’s brain had been beaten into a dog’s brain; the battle had officially started, and there were no secrets worth keeping.

Gao Yang could guarantee that if he summoned these n, even if Ukraine called all their special forces in Kiev, it would be nonsense. Ukraine might not even have three hundred special troops in all Kiev, and in terms of quality, they surely couldn’t compare to the ones Andre and Grand Ivan had handpicked.

The nearly three hundred n under Gao Yang were all elites, all experts. They certainly couldn’t compare to the Butter Knife, but bullying Ukraine’s troops would be a joke.

Of course, if Ukraine mobilized a significant force, it wouldn’t take much — just deploy an artillery battalion to bombard Gao Yang would solve everything, or dispatch two planes to drop bombs could also do the job. However, Gao Yang estimated they wouldn’t do this, at least not initially.

Gao Yang hurriedly took out his phone, calling each head he directly controlled. Then, small groups started to converge in Kiev city, rging from teams of three or five into groups of a dozen, then into groups of dozens or a hundred people, and began moving towards Gao Yang.

Gao Yang contemplated the distance in his mind and found no difference between friend and foe; it all depended on who arrived first and who ca later. If nothing unforeseen happened, it would be another chaotic battle.

Thinking of the chaos, Gao Yang hurriedly continued making calls, instructing Hagel’s n, Shava’s people, and those under his command to tie a white cloth strip on their arms; otherwise, Gao Yang was concerned that identifying friend or foe would beco a major issue soon.

The first three people who arrived hid without moving. The distance was quite far, and the night vision device wasn’t very clear, so Gao Yang didn’t rush to fire. A distance of one thousand Mi was the red line; whoever crossed it died if they were enemies.

Five minutes passed, and Gao Yang couldn’t resist softly asking over the intercom, "How’s it going?"

Albert urgently replied, "Alright, it’s fine. Don’t disturb us; now’s not the ti to talk to you."

The electromagnetic interference source should have been on the helicopter, and now that it was gone, radio interference of course ceased. But Gao Yang had no one to communicate with, since Albert and Andy He were too busy to bother. If they actively called, it ant soone had died.

Thus, Gao Yang was very reluctant to hear from Andy He or Albert.

Yet, Gao Yang’s intercom soon sounded again.

"Fat Cat."

"Here."

"Rabbit’s situation is stable, go check on Big Bird, I’ll handle Rabbit later."

"Alright, on my way."

Gao Yang sighed in relief; it’s good that no one died.

Another car arrived, and Gao Yang looked at the incoming vehicle, then loudly stated over the intercom, "Identify friend or foe. Fire if there’s no response."

Called out once but received no answer, so Gao Yang fired.

The distance was quite far, and the car was moving fast. The first shot missed, the second shot missed as well. However, as the car slowed, the third shot finally hit the engine, bringing the second car to a halt.

Four people got out of the car this ti. After a brief mont, a total of seven people began running rapidly towards Gao Yang.

"Enemies, all are enemies."

Gao Yang aid but didn’t fire; the distance was still far. Moreover, the new arrivals made smart choices; they didn’t stupidly charge headlong like militants from Libya or Syria. As they advanced, they ran in an S-pattern and constantly utilized cover, making it difficult to hit.

The distance was over one thousand Mi, so Gao Yang didn’t rush to fire. However, when one of them ran to an open area without cover, and Gao Yang had roughly learned how they run, he finally fired at a person for the first ti.

In front of a sniper, running in an S-pattern is a wise choice. However, never be too predictable; running aimlessly is better. The person’s mistake was unwittingly maintaining the sa distance each ti they switched directions; their speed was too consistent.

Gao Yang preset a firing point. As the person he aid at turned and started running to the other side, Gao Yang fired, and then the person took two steps, crashing into the bullet flying over — just like he voluntarily walked into his death.

Gunshot and death. Gao Yang nodded, murmuring, "Unprofessional, not combat personnel."

Knew what to do, but when it ca to execution, showed a lack of experience. If they were an old soldier, even if not from special forces, any war veteran would know how to run when faced with a sniper. Ten training sessions aren’t as effective as going through a real battle once.

Having killed one, the remaining few dared not move. Gao Yang estimated the distance; it was about one thousand Mi. After hesitating for a mont, he decided to continue using Cui Bo’s gun instead of his Blade of Satan because the bullet from Cui Bo’s gun maintained higher velocity at this distance.

After waiting for about thirty seconds, the remaining six people began moving again, decisively. Looking at their actions, Gao Yang couldn’t help but smile and quietly say, "Damn CIA!"

Carefully aiming at one, observing for a mont, Gao Yang changed his gun’s aim, finding it too difficult to hit — saving it for later when closer.

Upon shifting his aim, Gao Yang found another target, imdiately saying, "Well, another rookie. This one surely works in an office; you’re dood."

No sooner had the words been spoken than Gao Yang heard a sound in his earpiece as he fired. Still, Gao Yang wasn’t affected, and after he killed his target, he softly requested, "Repeat!"

"Plasma must arrive within fifteen minutes, must! Otherwise, Big Bird and Worker Bee will die, Rabbit will be crippled! Our stored plasma is far from enough."

Gao Yang quietly said, "Understood, I’ll urge them. Black Demon and Polovich, they don’t need plasma?"

"If it’s used for them as well, the plasma will only last ten minutes."

Gao Yang pondered for a mont, then sighed and said solemnly, "Don’t let them die, use it. I’ll urge them." (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it on Qidian (qidian), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.)