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Mercenaries, I Will Be King

If you're not sitting at the table, then you are definitely lying on the menu. If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital. Song Heping, compelled by life to make a fortune in a warzone, accidentally got swept into the war and, in a confused state, was promoted by a bunch of Da Maozi to be the boss of a Defense Company. In this day and age, who still becomes a mercenary! I want to sell arms, I want to sell coffee cups worth a few bucks for over a thousand US Dollars. I want to sell a 9-dollar socket for the price of 299 US Dollars. I want to sell goats, the kind that costs millions of US Dollars each... Don't ask, and don't come auditing, whether you're from the Audit Office or the CIA, I'll send you all off... My name is Song Heping. I came, I conquered, I reign as the king. Don't call me the "Lord of War," I love peace, I am here to deliver "peace".

Yan Qi Guan · Thành thị
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Chapter 142 Watching Fire from the Other Side

The UH-1H helicopter swiveled its nose again and began to lower its altitude, it had to coordinate with the machine gunner inside the cabin.

Striking from the air to the ground was almost like a downgrade in dimensions.

It was obvious that the five guys desperately fleeing on the ground were on a path to their own death.

Meanwhile, sniper Rock, who had been lying in ambush at the vantage point without moving, was waiting for the right moment.

He had to wait for the helicopter's nose to point in his direction.

And the direction Wilson and his team were running was enticing the helicopter into the trap, if it fired at Wilson and the others, the cockpit windshield would be facing his direction.

The night vision was already set to thermal mode.

As the helicopter turned to pursue Wilson and the others, Rock saw two huge colorful blobs on the infrared thermal mode—the two pilots sitting behind the windshield.

Distance: 214 meters...

Wind speed: 3

Wind force: 4