4: Chapter 4 You have no martial ethics, two hundred people fighting ten people, and you even used an armed helicopter!

Qin Yang, on the other hand, didn't care in the slightest; right now, he just wanted to kill everyone on the other side! Damn it, two hundred men coming to attack his small position!

They really thought highly of him. The Heavy Machine Gun in Qin Yang's hands was spitting fire wildly, and the muzzle had turned red from the prolonged overload!

Qin Yang shouted to Number One beside him, "Number One! Go set up the sniper rifle! If any little bastards bring out a Rocket Launcher, take them out one by one for me!"

Number One nodded, turned around, and moved the sniper rifle toward a rooftop not far away.

One hundred meters behind Qin Yang, a person was holding a camera and filming this side.

"Gulp!"

"Boss! I think this Golden Leopard mercenary group is ridiculously strong! We really should maintain a good relationship with them!"

On the other side, Dalton nodded silently; he had only been guarding against the possibility that Qin Yang's side might be unreliable!

In case their defensive line was breached, they wouldn't be completely unprepared!

Now it seemed completely unnecessary! Ten people suppressing two hundred! And looking at it this way, Brother Qin Yang's temper didn't seem very good!

Too volatile! The enemy's rocket hit more than ten meters away from Qin Yang, and not only did he fire back a shot...

He immediately set up ten Heavy Machine Guns and started a strafing run that lasted for over ten minutes!

Dalton thought to himself, "In the future, I must control my tone when dealing with Qin Yang! If he loses his temper, I won't be able to handle it!"

"Boom!"

Qin Yang's ammunition belt ran out, and in that split second of pause, a grenade was thrown from the other side!

But the closest distance from the enemy to Qin Yang was around two hundred meters!

The grenade exploded about a hundred meters from Qin Yang!

"Whoa! You dare to fight back? Number One! What are you doing?"

"Bang!"

Just as Qin Yang finished speaking, a bullet flew over, delivering a headshot and hitting the soldier who threw the grenade!

The soldiers on the other side who had just popped their heads up crouched down again! Oh my god! How do they still have a sniper on the other side!

"Number Two! Take some men and flank them from the side! I'll suppress them from the front, let's try to wipe out this unit in one go!"

Qin Yang and the remaining three men each had an M2 Heavy Machine Gun; as soon as the enemy showed their heads, a stream of bullets would sweep over!

It really was three people suppressing over a hundred!

A small squad leader was frantically requesting support over the walkie-talkie.

"General! Requesting support on the north battlefield! The enemy's firepower is too fierce; we have already lost dozens of brothers! We're about to have over fifty percent casualties!"

Besserman roared, "Are you trash? It's been less than half an hour of assault, and so many people have died at one stronghold! How many people are on the other side?"

The squad leader said in a panic, "There are seven or eight—no, wait, there are a dozen or so!"

Besserman was so angry he cursed, "Screw your grandmother, you have the nerve to ask for support against a dozen people? Why don't you just go die?"

Besserman was about to explode with rage! He had already committed more men than Dalton, and the pressure on the other two sides where they were in contact with other warlords was already high!

I told you to lead an assault, and you got beaten around by a dozen people until you couldn't even find north?

The squad leader said with a crying face, "It's not that, Boss! They have Heavy Machine Guns, and lots of them! The bullets never stop; the brothers die as soon as they lift their heads!"

"And they have a sniper; our Rocket Launchers get picked off as soon as we shoulder them! We can't fire them at all!"

The squad leader felt extremely aggrieved; it wasn't that the brothers weren't capable, it was just that the enemy was too fierce!

And that sniper was devious—not only did he shoot the men, he even blew up the Rocket Launchers directly, taking out a whole group in one blast!

Besserman took a deep breath and said, "Hold on for half an hour, there will be a round of fire support! If you still can't take the oil field, I'll tear you apart alive!"

The squad leader promised repeatedly, "Don't worry, Boss! As long as I can catch my breath, I will definitely seize the oil field!"

On the other side, Number Two had already arrived with five men at the enemy's flank; they couldn't advance any further here, or they would be in close-quarters combat!

Number Two and the others went into hiding, waiting for the enemy to charge so they could flank them directly!

It sounds absurd, but ten people actually wanted to surround and wipe out over a hundred!

Number Two signaled the men to set up the M2 Heavy Machine Guns! Grenades, Rocket Launchers, and the like were all taken out and prepared! They would fire everything at the very first moment the battle started!

On the other side, Besserman looked at the smiling blonde man in front of him! Finally, gritting his teeth, he said, "Fine! I want two Armed Helicopters!"

Besserman transferred six million US dollars, his heart aching! This was all the working capital he had on hand!

If he still couldn't take the oil field, he would have no way out!

And these two Armed Helicopters were just items that had been phased out for years; not only were they the earliest models, but they had long exceeded their service life!

Even so, they cost three million US dollars each—it was basically robbery!

The blonde man raised the glass in his hand and smiled, "Happy cooperation! General Besserman!"

Besserman gritted his teeth and said, "Happy cooperation!"

Very soon, two battle-damaged versions of the Armed Helicopters took off, with their target being the battlefield where Qin Yang was located!

Qin Yang was still wondering, had the enemy chickened out? It had been almost half an hour, and they hadn't even popped their heads out! They were just lying down below, waiting to die!

"Boss! Take cover quickly, I see two Armed Helicopters coming!"

Qin Yang's pupils constricted! He hurriedly signaled everyone to disperse and take cover! They hid inside the building!

He cursed under his breath, "Damn it! They really think highly of me! I'm just one guy, and you bring two Armed Helicopters? Are you sore losers?"

Qin Yang felt around on his body and discovered that his phone had fallen to the ground and turned off!

He grabbed the phone, waved his hand to store the Heavy Machine Guns into the system space, then turned and hid.

Fortunately, he had let Number One go to the commanding height to set up the sniper rifle, otherwise he would have really suffered this setback!

Hiding in the corner, Qin Yang took out his phone, fiddled with it for a while, and managed to turn it on!

"Dalton! You have to pay me more! Damn it, the enemy brought two Armed Helicopters!"

Dalton's pupils constricted instantly, and he exclaimed, "What did you say? Two Armed Helicopters?"

Dalton was also shocked; my goodness, Besserman was really going all out!

"Fine! As long as you can hold them off! I'll pay you another million US dollars!"

Dalton said, gritting his teeth! After all, Qin Yang was no ordinary mercenary; he had military supplies in his hands! All of it was stuff he was short of! This connection must not be broken!

Qin Yang laughed, "Oh! What are you saying! What's our relationship? Wait for me to shoot down a helicopter for you to play with in a bit!"

The corner of Dalton's mouth twitched; so you didn't call for reinforcements, you were just complaining about the money being too little and wanted more, right!

Dalton laughed, "Then I'll thank you in advance, brother!"

After hanging up the phone, Qin Yang glanced at the two Armed Helicopters still circling above!

"You're still not leaving? Do you really think I'm made of mud?"

The Armed Helicopters circled in the sky! They didn't manage to spot a single person!

Besserman, full of fury, called and questioned, "Damn it, where are the people?"

The squad leader pursed his lips and said, "The enemy hasn't fired for twenty minutes, we were waiting for support! Maybe they've retreated now?"