Song Heping checked his Type 56 assault rifle; the magazine was loaded.
Good.
Next, he checked his handgun.
The bullets were full too.
Hmm...
Not bad.
Before dying, he should be able to take out a few mercenaries.
Ssh, ssh, ssh—
Ssh, ssh, ssh—
The footsteps were getting closer...
Just as Song Heping decided to fight to the death and make the enemy pay, he suddenly heard the sharp whir of a helicopter's rotor tearing through the air above him.
"Mi-8..."
He licked his cracked lips, using the taste of blood to stimulate his nerves.
The helicopter shone white under the moonlight.
Near the rear cabin were two large "UN" letters.
"UN?"
Song Heping was momentarily stunned.
The mercenaries were also momentarily dumbfounded when they saw the helicopter.
"A Mi-8 helicopter has appeared, it's UN! Requesting identification."
"Identity unknown, it looks like it's a Peacekeeping Force helicopter from the African Union stationed here..."
The "Satan" mercenaries surrounding Song Heping quickly received a reply.
"Disperse! Disperse!"
The second group's leader suddenly sensed something was wrong.
The helicopter marked with "UN" seemed to come with bad intentions.
Almost simultaneously, from the door of the armed helicopter, a long muzzle flame burst in the night.
Tut-tut-tut-tut-tut—
Tut-tut-tut-tut—
Tut-tut-tut-tut—
It was the sound of a Soviet-made PK machine gun.
Bullets rained down on the ground.
The mercenaries who didn't have time to disperse had their chests blossom into sprays of blood.
"Who are they!"
The second group's leader had already rushed into the forest.
He used the canopy as cover, looking through the gaps in the leaves at the death-like helicopter circling back and forth.
UN helicopter.
How dare they directly engage in combat here?
What's going on?
Who sent it?
Being able to deploy a UN helicopter, it must be the LianSu group people, aren't they our allies?
"Captain, what do we do?!"
The leader asked while raising his HK416 assault rifle to shoot at the sky.
But it was futile.
After the Mi-8 helicopter swept past, the ground "Satan" mercenaries had already scattered.
Song Heping's crisis was instantly resolved.
"Forget it for now, kill the target first!"
Captain Charles was resolutely determined.
He thought Song Heping should not be alive, should not exist in this world.
This guy is practically the Devil.
Now is the closest chance to kill the Devil!
The second group, once twelve men, now only four remained.