Mercenary’s War Chapter 1573 - 1552: Angel Descends

"The Angel has descended!"

Gao Yang’s phone rang. Once he answered, he heard Nate’s voice.

The Angel has descended. The Angel rcenary Corps once again played the role of an angel.

Gao Yang dropped to the ground and shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Crisis resolved, anti-tank team retreat to avoid friendly fire."

A total of six helicopters flew over the battlefield. Those tanks and armored vehicles were powerless against the aerial assault.

The biggest opponent of tanks is tanks, but that’s in the past. Nowadays, everyone knows helicopters are the biggest nesis of tanks.

As Gao Yang commanded via walkie-talkie, Nate said on the phone, "Besides tanks, who else do you need us to take out?"

Gao Yang sighed in relief and said loudly, "No need, just take care of the tanks, we can handle the rest. Hey, Mad Wolf, how did you know we were here? You didn’t even call or contact first."

"I called you, it’s just that you were always busy, and now you finally got through. As for how I found you, it’s too simple. If I couldn’t find you when things are this intense, I’d be a useless tool."

There’s a fighter jet roaring through the mid-lower altitudes, making Nate sowhat tense, "Fighter jet? On which side?"

Gao Yang shouted, "Mine, don’t worry, it won’t attack you. Your combat intent is clear, even if you couldn’t contact each other, the fighter jet can distinguish friend from foe. So don’t worry."

Nate’s tone showed no pride, he simply said, "Okay, I’m coming down."

A Mi-8 helicopter flew above Gao Yang. Gao Yang used a flashlight to indicate the landing area, then watched as the helicopter slowly descended.

The cabin door opened, and Nate Schumacher jumped out. He put his hands on his hips, looked around, and nodded at Gao Yang, saying loudly, "Quite a scene."

The helicopter’s rotor blades gradually stopped as six more people erged from the cabin. They quickly rushed into the house. Gao Yang recognized them; two military doctors and four ergency personnel from Angel, followed by Nate’s adjutant carrying a box in one hand and sothing else on his shoulder, jumping down from the helicopter.

Gao Yang stood before Nate, saluted with two fingers together at his forehead, and shouted, "Thank you, Lieutenant Colonel!"

The weather in Kiev was moving towards sumr, but in the late spring dawn, it was still cold. However, Nate was dressed in a desert-colored short-sleeve T-shirt, with a pistol at his waist and no other weapons, nor did he wear a mask on his face.

Compared to Gao Yang, who was heavily armored with both long and short guns, Nate was undoubtedly more carefree and carried more presence.

Even though he seed more like a field commander than Gao Yang, Nate seriously saluted Gao Yang, shouting, "You’re welco, General!"

Gao Yang was embarrassed, "Uh, why call General?"

Nate sighed, rubbed his eyes, and said in a weary tone, "No choice, when I retired my rank was Lieutenant Colonel, and you have the rank of Brigadier General in Syria, which is recognized by Germany and , especially since your rank is earned through combat rits. I have no reason not to call you General."

Gao Yang responded awkwardly, "Why do I feel like you’re mocking ? Alright, since you just saved us, I won’t counter you."

Nate waved his hand repeatedly, "No, no, this is not sarcasm. I am very serious. Military ranks should never be joked about. I never recognize ranks from the Skull Gang, they’re a joke, but I really recognize your Syrian rank."

Gao Yang curiously asked, "Why didn’t you call General last ti we t, but you did this ti?"

"Because you addressed my rank. So it’s natural I address yours. If you call Mad Wolf, naturally I call you Ram. It’s a simple matter of mutual respect."

At this point, Nate’s adjutant shouted, "Lieutenant Colonel!"

Nate nodded and pointed to the ground beside him, shouting, "Right here."

Nate’s adjutant swiftly placed down the box and the item on his shoulder, quickly set up a simple folding square table on the ground, then opened two round sticks and turned them into two simple stools, spread a snow-white tablecloth on the table, reached out, and said, "General, Lieutenant Colonel, please."

After Nate gestured, he sat at the table, while Gao Yang also sat down. Suddenly, he fell, due to the weight on him causing the chair to break.

Gao Yang imdiately stood up, annoyed and embarrassed, "Ripper! Can you stop calling General? Now it feels even more like sarcasm!"

Ripper, Nate’s adjutant, looked like Nate’s follower, but he only played that role when he had no tasks. Mostly, he’s the intelligence officer for Angel. His nickna implies his capabilities.

Ripper didn’t respond to Gao Yang but calmly and indifferently said, "Sorry, General, I don’t have any spare chairs."

Gao Yang pointed inside the house and shouted, "There’s a lot in there."

Ripper didn’t move; Nate shrugged and said, "We should give a General the proper respect."

Ripper imdiately went into the house and quickly brought out a wooden chair for Gao Yang, and after looking at Nate’s folding chair, Ripper said nothing and went back inside again to get a wooden chair for Nate. After Nate sat down, Ripper quietly said, "General, Lieutenant Colonel, there is electricity in the house, coffee will be ready soon, please wait."

When Nate sat down again, he suddenly paused and took out a flashlight from his back, shone it on a corpse about ten ters away, his pupils contracted sharply, then he said in a low voice, "It’s them!"

Gao Yang nodded and replied softly, "Yes, it’s them."

Nate exhaled, pointed at the corpse and asked gravely, "What’s the casualty situation?"

Gao Yang sighed, spoke in a low voice, "I’m fine, our dics are fine. Panda, also known as Dragon Knight, he changed his na, he’s fine, currently in surgery, Little Fly can move, the rest are critically injured, two were near death, but now should be pulled back from the brink."

Nate nodded, then tilted his head and said loudly, "How about them? How many?"

Gao Yang said gravely, "Twenty-four in total, all dead. I finished them off personally, plus a few who should be CIA, for a total of twenty-nine."

Nate turned to Gao Yang, placed his hand on the table, and said solemnly, "General, I now hold you and the Satan rcenary Corps in high regard." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit qidian to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)