40: Chapter 40 A Thousand Cuts! A Warning to the World! Don't Mess with Me!
Qin Yang looked around and waited silently. He had to let them get a little closer. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if they ran too far.
Suddenly, Qin Yang opened his eyes and commanded, "Three-round volley! Fire!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Countless shells flew out from the small town. Like flowers scattered by a goddess, they bombarded in every direction.
After the series of massive explosions, the charging soldiers were blown back before they even caught a glimpse of a person.
These were 86-caliber Mortars! Even the tanks from earlier couldn't withstand them, let alone flesh and blood.
Instantly, the entire battlefield was filled with flying flesh and blood. At this moment, Qin Yang directly extended the striking range of the Mortars.
One must know that the range of the Mortars was a full eight thousand meters! The reason he had fired at a closer range earlier was simply to eliminate more people.
Afterward, the entire battlefield reeked of gunpowder smoke and fresh blood. It was a stew of steel and flesh.
The scouts from other factions saw this and scrambled to run away.
"Oh my god! Won't it hit me next? This is too damn cruel!"
In just a few minutes, at least two or three thousand people had died. And there were even more who were severely injured but still alive. With Qin Yang's layered, progressive bombardment method, there wouldn't be many people left in the end.
"Boss! I can't talk to you anymore! Qin Yang has gone berserk! The Mortars are carpet-bombing the area! If I don't run now, I'll be buried here!"
As he spoke, he dropped his phone, grabbed an off-road motorcycle from who knows where, twisted the throttle to the max, and zoomed off with a roar.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Over on his side, Qin Yang was still commanding the continuous firing of shells, pushing the bombardment line from three thousand meters all the way to six thousand meters.
"Alright! Get in the vehicles! Charge out! I want to see what kind of badass character wants me to be buried with them."
Afterward, over a hundred armored vehicles rushed out of the small town, rampaging through the multitude of corpses and craters in a grand procession.
This made Victor, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, widen his eyes in shock. As for the other person, he had already died in the chaos.
"What the f*ck! Wasn't it said that Qin Yang didn't bring heavy weapons? I tolerated the sniper rifles! I accepted the Mortars! When the hell did he get armored vehicles in there? Over a hundred of them? Why don't the intelligence officers just go die?"
It wasn't just them who were stunned. The scouts who had escaped heard the shelling stop, instinctively stopped to look back, and then all their jaws dropped in shock.
"Da da da da da da!"
Qin Yang and his men were using the machine guns mounted on the armored vehicles to frantically slaughter the surviving soldiers around them. Anyone with a breath left in them got sprayed with a burst of bullets.
"Where is Qiaokeman? Come out! I'm waiting for you!"
Qin Yang roared wildly across the battlefield, holding a large megaphone and shouting continuously.
By this time, Qiaokeman had already started to flee. Victor was also speeding away in an off-road vehicle with the few men he had left.
Victor cursed at Qiaokeman, "Is this what you called foolproof? Screw you! You call this an opportunity? Damn it, I think this is Qin Yang's opportunity to wipe us out!"
The two off-road vehicles drove side-by-side. Qiaokeman was also full of anger, "It's not my fault you didn't even know they brought so many weapons in! I even brought out tanks! Who knew you guys were so useless!"
Victor was extremely annoyed, angrily pounding the steering wheel. "Damn it!"
"Now look at this! My entire fortune is gone, and I've offended Qin Yang. I can't stay in Syria anymore!"
Qiaokeman's eyes flickered; he was already thinking about whether it was time to switch battlefields. Although Syria was controlled by arms dealers from several major powers like them...
...they had originally been living quite comfortably, but because of Qin Yang's interference, switching battlefields wasn't unacceptable.
Victor was different. Damn it! There must be quite a few people in Syria right now preparing to beat a drowning dog, and then use that to trade for something from Qin Yang! At the very least, a little favor would be nice.
"Da da da da!" "Boom!"
Just then, in front of Victor and his men, a burst of bullets suddenly fired over.
A rocket shell hit one of the off-road vehicles in front directly. The vehicle exploded instantly.
"Screech!" Victor and his men quickly turned the steering wheel and hid behind the vehicles.
"Brothers up ahead! Can you spare our lives? I am Qiaokeman! I am willing to give you twenty armored vehicles!"
Claude on the other side sneered, "Qiaokeman? I am specifically targeting Qiaokeman! You dare to plot against my boss! Are you tired of living? Brothers! Bring up the gear! Shoot anyone who moves!"
The moment Victor poked his head out, a barrage of bullets came flying over. He was so scared he quickly pulled his head back.
Victor said with some despair, "Damn it! It's Claude! There are at least a few thousand people on the other side!"
He knew who Claude was; even in his prime, he wouldn't have been a match for him. Now, looking at their equipment, he was even more doomed.
He only had about a hundred people left! Claude had more Heavy Machine Guns set up in front than he had men; how the hell could he fight this?
"Da da da da da da!" "Get out of the way!"
Victor roared, then dove to the side. The off-road vehicle acting as cover was instantly blown apart. Fire shot up into the sky.
The commotion here attracted Qin Yang's attention. Qin Yang curled the corners of his mouth, "Oh! Found them! Brothers! Let's go!"
"Vroom!" Over a hundred armored vehicles roared like beasts, charging toward the direction of Victor and his men.
Just as Victor and Qiaokeman were cursing, a tremor suddenly came from behind them. Immediately afterward, the armored vehicle unit appeared in their line of sight.
"Bang!" "Da da da da!"
Qin Yang was on top of the armored vehicle, unleashing a barrage of fire at the soldiers in front. As for Qiaokeman and Victor, Qin Yang didn't attack them.
Because one could tell at a glance from their attire that these two were the leaders.
After finishing off the remaining soldiers, Qin Yang's convoy surrounded the two of them tightly.
"Hey! Which one is Qiaokeman? The one who likes to brag a lot!"
Qiaokeman no longer had his previous high spirits. Seeing Qin Yang, he was trembling. After all, he was just an arms dealer. This was his first time watching a battlefield in person.
"Big Brother! It's me! I can provide Big Brother with weapons at super low prices! And I have money! I have a lot of money! As long as Big Brother spares my life, it's all yours!"
Qin Yang jumped down from the armored vehicle. He patted Qiaokeman's face with his hand and said with a sigh, "I still prefer that rebellious look of yours. Why don't you go back to that?"
Qiaokeman was so scared he was trembling when he spoke, "Big Brother! I was really wrong! Please just let me go like a fart! From now on, we will absolutely never disturb any of Big Brother's actions again!"
Qin Yang sighed and said, "You guys! You really don't shed tears until you see the coffin. But unfortunately, I, Qin Yang, never give others a second chance!"
"Bang!"
Qin Yang raised his hand and shot Qiaokeman dead instantly. Keeping him alive was just for a bit of mockery. He didn't expect him to cave so quickly. Boring!
Afterward, Qin Yang looked at Victor with a dangerous gaze. "You're the one who set a trap for me?"
Victor was still somewhat tough, but not overly so. He took a deep breath and said, "It was all his idea! I know I won't survive this. Whatever you want to do with me, it's up to you!"
Qin Yang's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Good! Straightforward! I like talking to straightforward people like you!"
Then, a very strange smile appeared on his face, "Qin Yi! Did you hear that? He made a request! We must satisfy him!"
As he spoke, he turned and left, while waving his hand, "Since it's his choice, it's hard to change it! Then skin him alive! A thousand cuts would be best; I happen to want to see what death by a thousand cuts looks like!"
Qin Yang's voice turned icy, "Hang him up in the small town where we fought earlier! Remember to get a flagpole and hang him up there! Give the world a reminder! This is the price for plotting against my Leopard Mercenary Group! Tell them that I, Qin Yang, have arrived!"