Chapter 156 The Despair of the Arms Company

In a desolate town in Egypt, there are abandoned houses.

These houses used to be warm homes for the residents, but now they are dilapidated, with traces of time on the walls, broken windows, and shaky doors.

The tiles on the roof are broken, revealing the gray sky, and the whole house is filled with a gloomy and desperate atmosphere.

Several mercenaries hid in the corner of the house, their faces were full of despair and fatigue, their eyes were empty and confused, as if they had lost all hope and faith.

They were covered with dust and blood, and their weapons had lost their luster, but they were still tightly held in their hands, as if this could bring them a little comfort.

"It must be God, it must be divine punishment. Those damned upper-class people don't care about our lives at all."

"If I knew it would be like this, I wouldn't come again even if I was given double the commission!"

"Jingsheng, we finally escaped while the main force was fighting with them. We haven't left completely yet. Now is not the time to regret!"

A big man with a full beard cursed angrily, signaling the group of mercenaries to keep quiet.

He is the captain of this team in Charlie Company. He has rich combat experience and a tough character. He never thought that he would become a deserter one day.

When he thought of the group of monsters who were not afraid of bullets on the battlefield, he couldn't help comforting himself.

Blindly sending oneself to death is not bravery, and excessive loyalty is foolishness!

Slowly taking out the pocket watch from the inside of his shirt, Laws showed emotion. He opened the pocket watch and found a photo of the three of them. Looking at the big smiling faces of his wife and daughter, the haze in his heart dissipated a little. He had never missed his family so much.

Click...

Accompanied by the sudden noise, the mercenaries hiding here held their breath and concentrated their breath. Some younger soldiers turned pale instantly.

Time passed quietly in the solemn atmosphere of the crowd. Without hearing the second noise, Laws signaled his men to stay calm.

He slowly put the gun behind him, then took out a pistol from his side, quietly came to the side door of the house, looked at one of the broken holes, took a deep breath, took out the necessary mirror and gently handed it to the side of the hole.

As the light turned, through the reflection of the mirror, he could see the situation outside the hole. Except for another house in the distance, there was only the golden land under the scorching sun. The outside was full of desolation and dead silence, and it seemed that there was nothing.

However, Laws did not relax. His rich combat experience kept him alert at all times. As the mirror waved, he took in the situation on the side of the house. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned his eyes to the top of the eaves. He did not forget that those guys from the Eternal Night could easily jump to the roof.

Following his actions, other mercenaries also raised their guns one by one and pointed them at the hole on the roof.

Time passed by bit by bit, and there was only the whistling of the wind and the rustling sound of dust hitting the window outside.

"Hu~"

A mercenary couldn't help but exhale gently. He had just forgotten to breathe.

Bang!

The bricks and stones shattered instantly, and a palm wearing a black leather glove suddenly passed through the dilapidated earth wall and instantly strangled the mercenary's neck.

An irresistible force came from the neck, and the mercenary's eyes were bloodshot. He quickly took out the pistol at his side and was about to fight back, but with a crisp sound that echoed in his mind.

Crack.

That was the sound of bones breaking!

His lifeless eyes recorded the terrified expression of his companions opposite him at this moment.

"Fuck! It's them!"

The situation in front of him happened in a flash. When Rouse and others reacted, the palm had already broken the neck of their comrades.

Bang, bang, bang!

In an instant, the small house was filled with gunfire, and countless golden shells fell to the ground.

The thick earth wall burst instantly, and the owner of the palm blocked the body of the mercenary in front of him. Feeling the strength from the body in his hand, the man hidden under the black helmet showed a grim smile.

As the body was suddenly thrown away, it instantly hit several mercenaries who had no time to dodge.

His figure turned into a residual shadow, and a few scattered bullets followed behind him.

He quickly came to the mercenary hit by the body, and the dagger in his hand quickly pierced the soldier's body.

"Ahhhhh!"

The shrill scream came to an abrupt end as his throat was pierced. He blocked the soldier in front of him, endured the violent storm of bullets, reached out to grab the gun in the soldier's hand, used his body as a human shield, propped the gun on the soldier's shoulder, and then pulled the trigger.

"Get out!"

Seeing this shocking situation, Royce's eyes were bloodshot and he shouted loudly, but few of the mercenaries who had already fallen into panic could react quickly.

As No. 9 pulled the trigger, bullets spurted out. In an instant, blood splattered on the bodies of the soldiers closest to him. With a shrill wail, these soldiers fell one after another.

Some small rooms could not withstand the baptism of submachine guns at all. One soldier after another fell in a pool of blood.

Rolls ran out of the house and looked at the soldiers with wounds rushing out of the house with unwilling eyes. He had no intention of resisting at all and ran away desperately.

There were screams and grenades roaring one after another in his ears. It was obviously just one person, but his team had no power to resist.

Huh huff huff...

Rolls didn't know how long he had run. He only felt that his throat and mouth were full of particles. He didn't know whether his lungs were in pain because of the intense and long-term attack or because he breathed in a lot of sand.

Bang... Boom boom boom!

Gunshots rang out, artillery fire roared, and he looked at the battlefield-like scene in front of him in astonishment. He had unknowingly run back to the battlefield between the mercenaries and Yongye.

Boom...

A helicopter with their company logo and a flame burning on the tail slid down the sky and crashed heavily into a small hill nearly 100 meters away from the battlefield.

Boom!

The flames and the violent roar instantly woke up Rolls. He subconsciously looked behind him after some reaction. He wanted to know how many of his men were following him.

With a miserable face, Rolls looked at the tall figure less than a body away from him.

"Can I surrender and spare my life?"

Nine turned his head to avoid the man's dagger. The moment Rolls spoke, he actually drew his weapon and attacked, but unfortunately, Nine's reaction speed was much faster than his.

Even though it was a backhand move, the blood-stained dagger still killed him with one strike, and it penetrated directly into Laws' neck. The powerful force instantly knocked the burly mercenary to the ground.

Holding his neck tightly, Laws, who was twitching with pain on his face and convulsing all over, tried to reach out and grab his collar at this time.

Seeing the mercenary's strange behavior, No. 9, who was originally planning to leave, stopped and squatted down, snatched the pocket watch from the man's hand, and looked at the family of three inside, and a complicated look appeared on No. 9's face.

With a weak palm, he tried to snatch the pocket watch from his hand, and No. 9 handed it over directly.

"I'll give you a quick death, because you and I are somewhat similar."

Looking at Laws, who was twitching with a smile on his face and staring at the photo, No. 9 shot him directly.

The photo fell on the bloody mouth of Laws's head, and No. 9's figure disappeared in his pupils.

…

“It’s over, it’s all over!”

As the head of Charlie Company in Egypt, Franz slumped in his chair, holding a freshly-released war report in his hand, with the bright red battle damage on it.

Even if the company used the most advanced weapons, it still couldn’t stop the footsteps of the Grand Duke of Yongye. With the annihilation of their company’s most elite troops, he was almost a commander without troops.

However, bad news always came one after another, just when Franz was thinking about how to leave Egypt quickly and avoid the pursuit of the company and Yongye.

The secretary rushed into the office in a panic, his face full of fear.

“What’s wrong? What else can make me more upset now?”

Franz shouted loudly. If it were usual, he would definitely take advantage of the fact that the secretary entered the room without knocking on the door and severely knocked on the guy sent by the superiors to monitor him.

"Mr. Franz, it seems to be the guys from Yongye. They seem to have found us!"

"What!"

The last straw in Franz's heart fell instantly. He looked pale. Seeing the secretary pointing out the window with some fear, he hurriedly opened the drawer and looked at the pistol that was already full of bullets. A trace of ferocity appeared on his face.

He walked quickly to the window and opened the curtains. Franz's pistol, which he had originally raised, drooped weakly, and looked at the scene outside the window in astonishment.

The sky was covered by dark clouds, and a tornado with a diameter as big as a house was coming towards them.

The glass of the window burst instantly, and countless brick and stone fragments instantly smashed Franz heavily and flew out. The mercenaries guarding this place fired gunshots, but the gunshots soon died down with the whistling wind.

At the same time, the Cairo military, a mile away, was on full alert. The man in charge of this mission stared blankly at the building baptized by the tornado in the distance.

He took the telescope from the sergeant next to him and looked at the many mercenaries swept up in the tornado.

"Sir, the people of Charlie Company are so unlucky that they even encountered a tornado!"

The sergeant next to him said with some gloating. In the past, when they saw the mercenaries of Charlie Company, they could only obey as they were the local Egyptian military. Now seeing this scene, they are naturally very happy!

The sergeants who were observing the situation in the command camp also laughed out loud.

However, the officer's words made their laughter stop abruptly.

"Do you really think that was formed naturally? It's time to upgrade the estimation of Yongye's power to a higher level!"