185: Chapter 185 A God in the Mercenary World! Your methods are so skillful that even the King of Hell would shake his head!

Qin Yang produced an armored vehicle upon reaching an uninhabited area and drove off in a different direction.

He fired a signal flare every kilometer or so. Roger watched the flares rise, seeing them get further and further away.

Roger turned and entered the command post. Looking at the map, a smile touched his lips as he said, "Have half the brothers eat well while the other half stays on guard. Rotate them. We break out in three hours!"

"General, where are we going?"

Roger pointed at the map and said, "Our new boss has already chosen for us!"

Roger pointed to a spot on the map. His subordinate's pupils constricted. "Boss! This is a four-way contested zone! Not only are Barkley and ONeal there, but there are two other warlords as well! All the warlords are positioned in a pincer formation; no one has ever dared to enter recklessly!"

Roger smiled. "You can't possibly be unaware of where Qin Yang got his start. Even though the enemies we face are stronger, I don't believe I'll lose!"

Qin Yang's intention was clear: he wanted Roger to retrace his own rise to power. War was the fastest way to develop!

Barkley was lost in thought, gritting his teeth as he looked at the enemy positions across from him.

There were indeed no reinforcements for the other side, but damn it, Qin Yang had suddenly intervened and snatched away his spoils of war!

Before, he felt the money spent was worth it, but now it felt like he had swallowed filth. Even though the large oil field was in his hands, why did he feel so frustrated?

Furthermore, after a day and night of fighting as the attackers until the enemy ran out of ammunition and food, the price they paid was even more agonizing.

He only had about six thousand men left! Nearly ten thousand had died here, and only three to four thousand were still fit for the battlefield. If he didn't incorporate this unit, how could he rotate his troops? How could he hold this large oil field?

Barkley gritted his teeth and said, "Let the brothers catch their breath! In a while, everyone will attack. Forget the light injuries; as long as they can move, get them out there! We must keep this unit here!"

"Yes, sir!"

The subordinate left to deliver the order. Barkley's expression looked like he could devour someone as he stared into the distance with extreme gloom.

"Qin Yang! Very well! You actually dared to pull the rug out from under me! I want you dead! I must kill you!"

Who would have thought that both warlords would turn against their temporary allies, becoming mortal enemies?

Qin Yang leisurely drove his large force into Lota City. The entry of a thousand fully armed men terrified the locals.

As a four-way contested zone, Lota City had never suffered a large-scale attack from any single warlord. On the contrary, because personnel from various warlords often passed through, it had developed quite well.

There were four local factions inside, each backed by a warlord and commanding a few hundred men. At most, they had a couple of pistols and a bunch of AK-47s.

Within the city, they were merely at the level of local thugs. Of course, such a prosperous trading city wasn't particularly popular in Iraq, as the primary targets for these major warlords were definitely oil fields, followed by mines.

The entry of Qin Yang's unit gave everyone a fright. After all, it was the first time such a thing had happened.

Taking a closer look, their jaws dropped! The civilians poked their heads out, and seeing the emblem of the Leopard Mercenary Group, they were shocked. Qin Yang had come to Iraq? And he was in their Lota City?

The four major factions that had been eager to act were all dumbfounded. They immediately lowered their heads, terrified that Qin Yang would notice them. Damn it! This crazy mercenary was not to be messed with!

At the same time, they all began to tip off the powers backing them.

"Boss! Qin Yang has arrived in Lota City! He has a thousand men and armored vehicles! What should we do?"

"If he makes a move against us, should we fight back?"

The warlord on the other end of the line rolled his eyes. You people want to test yourselves against Qin Yang? Qin Yang has a thousand men, and you have a few hundred. Have you been drinking too much nuclear wastewater?

Taking AKs to duel their armored vehicles? Isn't that just seeking death!

The orders from the bosses of the three factions were surprisingly consistent: whatever you do, do not provoke Qin Yang! If Qin Yang attacks, retreat if you can; if you can't, then it's just bad luck!

Even ONeal was the same. Although he had lost, it was because his outside help wasn't up to par. Golden Leopard had completely outclassed the Temple of Heaven! It wasn't that his own men were incompetent!

Barkley gritted his teeth and said, "Keep a close eye on this Qin Yang! I want all the information on him! At the same time, spread the word: Qin Yang wants to occupy Lota City!"

Qin Yang looked around and said, "How about we find a place to stay first? Roger shouldn't be that fast."

Qin Er shrugged. "Boss, are you sure Roger can grasp your meaning?"

Qin Yang laughed. "Don't worry. If he didn't understand a small thing like this, he would never have reached that position."

Qin Yang casually pointed in a direction. "Hmm, let's go with the one to the east. Whose faction is this?"

Qin Er had a strange expression. "Boss, this one is backed by Barkley."

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow. "Well, you can't blame me for this! Who told them to be so unlucky? Since we have to purge them sooner or later anyway, let's start with them!"

"Move out!"

The boss here was distressed upon receiving Barkley's order. That was Qin Yang! The Qin Yang who could dodge sniper bullets from a kilometer away was worshipped by thugs like them as the God of the Mercenary World!

Asking them to monitor him—how was that any different from sending them to their deaths? At most, people would say, "You guys are amazing, daring to monitor Qin Yang! You are true warriors!"

Just then, a lackey rushed in shouting, "It's bad! Boss, it's bad!"

The boss stood up irritably and roared, "You're the one who's bad! Speak properly, or I'll kill you if you waste any more of my time!"

The lackey caught his breath and shouted, "Boss! Qin Yang and his men are coming our way! It looks like they're up to no good!"

"Holy shit! Why didn't you say so sooner!"

The boss hurried to the roof of the manor's villa. He saw Qin Yang's troops advancing with a murderous aura, already at their main gate!

"Fuck! What's the point of monitoring now!"

The boss roared, "Everyone, prepare for battle! Grab your weapons! Kill one to break even, kill two to make a profit!"

But the lackeys were all hesitant. Furious, the boss kicked one of them and roared, "What are you trash still doing here? Waiting to die?"

"Boss, that's Qin Yang! Are we really going to fight him?"

The boss said in frustration, "No shit! Our backer Barkley has already made an enemy of Qin Yang. Do you think we'll survive? If we don't fight for our lives now, what are we waiting for?"

Everyone's faces fell. We're screwed! Now there wasn't even a chance for reconciliation.

Helplessly, they pulled out their AK-47s, preparing for a desperate fight. Of course, breaking out would be best.

"Boom!"

Just then, a massive explosion sounded outside, and the manor's gate was blown to pieces!

Qin Er lowered the Rocket Launcher from his shoulder. Qin Yang jumped down from the armored vehicle and said, "Can't you be a bit gentler? We have to stay here! Don't wreck the place for me!"

Qin Er scratched his head. He had forgotten; it was a habit. When they attacked the compounds before, they always led with a Rocket Launcher.

Qin Yang, also wearing individual combat gear, walked at the front.

"Bang!"

"Rat-tat-tat!"

Qin Yang raised his hand and fired a few shots, directly piercing through the wooden door and a second-floor window. Several people standing behind were killed instantly by headshots.

The boss was shocked. "Holy shit! I'm reporting someone for cheating! Wallhacks, right? Can't you play fair!"

Qin Yang tapped his helmet and said, "Damn! I was wondering why I only found a few. I forgot to turn on the thermal imaging!"

"Bang!"

"Rat-tat-tat-tat!"

The soldiers on Qin Yang's side all activated their thermal imaging in sync with him. The enemies' figures had nowhere to hide.

"Ah!"

One by one, the soldiers hiding behind doors and windows were shot through and killed by Qin Yang and his men.

One soldier after another let out a cry of pain before dying. This terrified them; after all, none of them had ever been on a battlefield! They were just thugs with guns! When had they ever seen such a scene?

Qin Yang whistled as he continued to land headshots, his face filled with ease and relaxation. They hadn't even entered the building yet.

They simply surrounded the villas and houses, shooting at any target that was exposed.

The people inside never even raised their heads; they didn't dare take a single look at Qin Yang outside.

The boss gritted his teeth and roared, "Brothers! If this continues, we're all dead! Follow me down and fight them! Maybe a couple of us can even escape!"

"Let's do it!"

"Fight to the death!"

The remaining hundreds of lackeys responded in unison, all growling under their breath.

Qin Yang tilted his head and said to Qin Er, "Are they idiots? Plotting so loudly, are they afraid I won't hear them?"

Qin Er's lip twitched. "Boss, don't be so hard on thugs. Isn't this just to pump themselves up?"

As they spoke, both of them pulled out Gatling Guns and aimed them at the entrance.

Qin Yang nodded in agreement. "True! This saves me ten or twenty minutes of clearing time. They're actually quite kind! I'll use my 'Healing the Wounded' to send them down. They definitely won't feel any pain!"

Qin Er was shocked to see his boss's serious expression. Boss! This "repayment" of yours is truly unconventional. Blowing bodies into chunks—this is how you treat your benefactors? That's quite... wow!

"Fight them! Kill!"

A crowd of thugs with guns followed their boss down. Hundreds of people rushed down in a grand surge, and those in front couldn't even brake in time!

The moment those at the very front saw Qin Yang, their faces froze, but it was too late to stop! They were pushed forward by the oblivious lackeys behind them.

The boss wanted to cry but had no tears. Can't you guys play fair? Waiting for us down here with Gatling Guns! This is like shooting fish in a barrel!