Mercenaries are King

Chapter 19 Blackwater Assassin

Lu Chen had just lunged forward with Mike in his arms when a gunshot rang out. A bullet struck the spot where Mike had just been standing, leaving a crater in the ground.

Lu Chen rolled on the ground repeatedly, picked up an assault rifle from the ground, quickly checked the magazine, loaded the bullet, and rushed to the side of the door.

Mike and Alex sprang into action, running off in different directions and quickly taking cover. Mike pulled out his walkie-talkie and shouted, "Anthony, James, there's a sniper! Anthony, find him!"

James's cursing came through the walkie-talkie, and Anthony responded with a nod and quickly got to work.

Lu Chen hid by the door, cautiously observing the situation outside. The security guards had already taken cover after hearing the gunshots, but the assassin wasn't interested in them. He was probably after the werewolf mercenary group. Who was he working for? It shouldn't be Ibn's men. Adil's words were credible. Could it be Rahman's men?

Mike, hidden to the side, shouted, "Shen, do you know where the enemy is?"

"Based on the direction of the sniper bullet, the assassin should be on the high ground across the street," Lu Chen said after thinking for a moment. He then looked towards the doorway.

Suddenly, several gunshots rang out in succession. Lu Chen reacted quickly, grabbed his assault rifle, and rushed out the door. He could tell that it was Anthony's sniper rifle; he was drawing the enemy's attention.

Lu Chen moved with lightning speed, rushing out of the courtyard in an instant and hiding behind a low wall. He quickly observed the area ahead and saw a figure running wildly on the rooftops, getting further and further away, while the gunfire continued, with bullets being left far behind by the person on the rooftops.

This infuriated him. This kid seemed to be toying with them. A ruthless glint flashed in Lu Chen's eyes. He looked in the direction of the figure and charged forward.

The assassin ran on the rooftops, while Lu Chen ran on the ground. They sprinted through the streets and alleys, and within minutes, they had rushed out of the town. Ahead lay an endless grassland, with weeds half a person tall. At this moment, the assassin was nowhere to be seen.

Lu Chen concealed himself in the weeds, moving forward cautiously and minimizing his movements. After advancing more than ten meters, he stopped, gripped his assault rifle, and calmly looked at the grassland ahead.

A warm summer breeze was blowing, and the weeds swayed in the wind. At this moment, it was all about mentality. Based on the speed of the assassin just now, Lu Chen judged that this guy should be about fifty meters ahead.

The reason he hasn't made a move is that he's also waiting for an opportunity.

Lu Chen, a former reconnaissance soldier, also participated in the selection of special forces, but lost his qualification for advancement due to a mistake. His patience is absolutely top-notch.

Time passed minute by minute. Under the blazing sun, Lu Chen was soaked in sweat. He was bitten by mosquitoes in the weeds, but he didn't utter a sound. His eyes were like a wolf's, fixed on the front.

At that moment, a voice came from the walkie-talkie, and he quickly turned it off to prevent the enemy from hearing the sound.

Ten minutes, half an hour—it was agonizing for both Lu Chen and the assassin, while Mike and the others conducted a thorough search of the village for Lu Chen.

Finally, the assassin lost patience and began to crawl forward. After crawling a few meters, he suddenly stood up and ran forward.

A murderous glint flashed across Lu Chen's lips. Now was the time. The moment the assassin stood up and started running, he fired. With a bang, a bullet pierced through the undergrowth and hit the assassin instantly. The assassin staggered and almost fell, but still kept running forward.

Now that the opportunity had arrived, Lu Chen absolutely could not let it slip by. He suddenly accelerated, sprinting like a cheetah, and in the blink of an eye, he was behind the assassin. He didn't fire his gun, but instead leaped forward and kicked him.

With a bang, the assassin was kicked away and landed several meters away, where he immediately passed out.

Lu Chen grabbed his assault rifle and ran over quickly. He raised the rifle, ready to finish off the assassin, but he soon realized that the assassin was actually a person with yellow skin. Could he be Chinese? This made him very depressed. If he was Chinese, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

He holstered his gun and carried the assassin on his shoulder. Capturing him alive was more useful than killing him; he hoped to extract some useful information from him.

Soon, Lu Chen carried the assassin back to the village, where he ran into Mike and Alex. Mike ran over and asked with concern, "Chen, are you alright?"

"It's alright, I knocked the assassin unconscious." Lu Chen said as he walked back to the courtyard and simply threw the unconscious assassin on the ground.

Mike looked at the assassin, especially at the skull and crossbones symbol on his clothes, and said with a look of surprise, "He's a Blackwater security mercenary."

"Alex bandaged his wounds and removed all his equipment to prevent him from committing suicide or escaping," Mike said to Alex.

Alex answered loudly and quickly bandaged the wound. The assassin had been shot in the abdomen, but no internal organs were damaged. The timely bandaging meant his life was not in danger.

Lu Chen pulled Mike aside and whispered, "Boss, aren't we being too nice to him?" He could tell that Mike seemed quite wary of the mercenaries hired by Blackwater.

Mike said softly, "Blackwater's mercenaries are ranked. Ordinary mercenaries are marked with a black iron skull, elite mercenaries with a brass skull, super mercenaries with a silver skull, and the king of mercenaries with a gold skull."

"This guy has the Black Iron Skull insignia, which means he's an elite mercenary. These kinds of mercenaries at Blackwater earn a million dollars a year plus commission. If we kill him, he'll face endless pursuit, and we might even wipe out his entire crew," Mike said, glancing around.

"Damn it." Lu Chen couldn't help but curse. This was a bullshit rule that allowed others to kill him but not him to kill others. But when he thought about how their werewolf mercenary group only had five people, he couldn't help but sigh. In the end, it was just that their strength was too weak.

At this moment, Anthony and James also ran in. Anthony grabbed Lu Chen, looked him up and down, and said with concern, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Lu Chen quickly said, then pulled his hand back, afraid that James would misunderstand.

James walked up to the assassin and was about to kick him when Mike grabbed him and shook his head, saying, "Don't do it, he's a Blackwater mercenary from the Black Iron Company."

"Damn, Blackwater, what bad luck. Might as well go all the way and kill them and destroy the evidence," James said in astonishment.

Just then, the assassin coughed violently twice. He woke up, saw Lu Chen and the others, and struggled to get up.

Lu Chen quickly stepped forward, grabbed him, and said seriously, "You are Chinese." He spoke in Chinese, which was also a test.

"You're also Chinese, and you're the one who defeated me," the assassin said, also in Chinese, with surprise.

Lu Chen was slightly taken aback. As expected, they were Chinese. That made things easier. He said earnestly, "Brother, don't worry, we won't kill you. Once you've recovered from your injuries, you can leave."