Legend of Mercenaries

Chapter 37 - Milk Boy Special Forces

Just then, Zhang Ming Hai suddenly raised his head, holding his assault rifle, he quickly leaned on the cabin door, and then waved at the crew member, signalling him to move Lin Mo to a safe zone.

It seemed like Li Liqun did not hold on, and had put in a few.

Zhang Minghai's expression was cold and harsh as he took out an assault rifle and listened attentively to what was happening outside.

At this moment, the outside of the cabin was filled with corpses, and the smell of blood was so strong it was disgusting. Moreover, all the corpses were shot in the middle of the forehead, which scared people.

The pirates moved closer and closer to the door, step by step. With every step they took, their nerves were taut, as if they would collapse at any moment.

The pirate leader turned around and made a gesture to disperse. The ten of them immediately dispersed in an oval shape, each of them with a vigilant look on their faces.

Upon seeing this, the corner of Zhang Minghai's mouth curled up as he let out a sneer, his killing intent piercing to the brim.

With a loud bang, Zhang Minghai's punch landed on the door of the cabin, causing the pirates outside to be frightened out of their wits. The moment they saw Zhang Minghai's head, he immediately disappeared as if he was cutting wheat.

After a few minutes of waiting, there was still no response from the ship. It was only then that the pirates realized they had been tricked.

"Motherf * cker, kill this son of a b * tch!" The pirates gnashed their teeth. He was extremely infuriated.

Before he could finish his sentence, a black gun appeared in the window of the cabin, followed by a flash of fire. The pirate who had just given the order was shot in the forehead and fell to the ground.

"Hide!" The yellow-hair turned pale with fright. Before he could even react, a bullet had already been shot into his forehead. His eyes were full of fear, and he died with grievance.

The air in the cabin seemed to have frozen. Everyone's heart was in their throats and their eyes were staring at the window.

All the pirates stuck close to the wall, not daring to reveal a single inch of their body. They were all sharp and precise. Zhang Minghai's marksmanship made everyone tremble in fear.

At this moment, the machine gun outside the cabin suddenly stopped. Zhang Minghai could not help but let out a wry smile, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps. Another wave of people had snuck in.

Zhang Ming Hai held the assault rifle tightly in his hands, he knew that there were not many pirates left on the deck, if Li Liqun let them in again, he would have to train harder when he gets back.

And what he needed to solve was the dozen or so items outside the door.

A pair of a dozen or so, with an absolute disparity, but fortunately, his concealed position held an absolute advantage, allowing him to make full use of his concealed advantage to gain the upper hand.

The whole cabin was silent. The only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of gunshots and his own heartbeat.

Zhang Minghai frowned, a trace of murderous intent flashed across his eyes. At this moment, he was glad that the pirates were stunned, and didn't throw any smoke or tear gas into the cabin. Otherwise, everyone in the cabin wouldn't be able to escape.

"There's a warship ahead!" Suddenly, someone shouted. Zhang Minghai turned to look at the big screen and saw a warship heading towards them at full speed.

Support is coming!

Zhang Minghai immediately became spirited. His ears twitched a few times, confirming the exact location of the pirates. He quickly turned around and fanned them out. Several bullets followed his movements and hit the enemy's vital points.

No one could see Zhang Minghai's figure, but at this moment, every pirate shot towards the direction of the bullets. No one could see Zhang Minghai's figure, but at this moment, every pirate shot towards the direction of the bullets, and every pirate shot at the direction of the bullets.

"It's over, the azimuth measuring device is damaged!" The crew member suddenly shouted loudly and turned around to look at Zhang Minghai nervously.

Zhang Minghai pursed his lips as his firm and unwavering eyebrows slightly wrinkled, "Does it affect the cruise?"

The crew could not help but be surprised, as if they had found their leader. Their nervous and panicked emotions were suppressed, and they immediately nodded, "It doesn't affect driving, but the sea doesn't have any parameters. If you travel for a long time, it's easy to veer away from the direction."

Zhang Minghai nodded, "There's no need to take so long, finish the battle in an hour!"

The crew member first opened his mouth in surprise, then nodded in ecstasy. The entire cabin immediately became lively.

He was saved! He was finally saved!

Zhang Minghai wasn't sure about the efficiency of the Marine Corps' deployment, but he was clear about the Special Forces' efficiency. The gunshots had been going on for twenty minutes, and there were at most five minutes left before the Special Forces was forced to board the ship.

Thinking of this, Zhang Minghai had to make full use of every second. As time went by, this credit might not even belong to Falcon, but the Special Forces would also get credit for it.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Zhang Minghai stood straight in front of the window, exposing himself to the pirates without reservation. He held a rifle in his hand and kept shooting at them.

The moment the pirates saw Zhang Minghai, they all began to fire like madmen. However, Zhang Minghai didn't slow down in the least. The bullets flew into the center of his eyebrows, and he was always killed before the pirates could fire.

No one's bullets were faster than Zhang Minghai's. It was as if his eyes were an infrared probe, and the bullets hit the pirates without any hesitation. The speed of the bullets was so fast that nobody could react.

Too many pirates died under Zhang Minghai's gun, and no one dared to show their heads. The whole cabin was shrouded in the smell of blood, filled with killing intent and despair.

Zhang Minghai righteously stood outside the cabin with a fearless expression on his face as he looked outside.

"Bang, bang, bang!" was the first to rush in, his face filled with killing intent that could not be retracted in time made everyone's heart palpitate. It was only when they met Zhang Minghai's sharp eyes that they retracted the killing intent that they excitedly said, "Boss, are you alright?"

The corner of Zhang Minghai's mouth curled up. After everything settled down, he finally calmed down. He then asked, "How is the situation outside?"

Li Liqun immediately said, "It has already been cleaned up outside, both the Marine Corps and special forces have rushed over. Boss, how are you, are you injured?" Li Liqun walked to the door of the cabin, just at this time, Zhang Minghai had already opened the locked cabin door, Li Liqun sized Zhang Minghai up, other than her right leg being injured, the rest were fine.

"What's wrong, boss?" Seeing that Lin Mo was placed at the side, Li Liqun's face could not help but change, her voice carrying a slight tremble.

"Being hit by the rocket launchers from the fourth layer to the deck, he must have fainted and suffered a mild concussion!" Zhang Minghai said in a low voice.

Li Liqun let out a light sigh, then stepped forward and carried Lin Mo on his shoulder, supporting Zhang Minghai as they walked out of the cabin.

When Zhang Minghai and the others came out of the cabin, the 600 tourists had already been transferred to another cruise ship. Other than the few people who were shot dead in the chaos, the rest of the tourists were safely rescued.

"Zhang Minghai!" The admiral looked at Zhang Minghai with a smile. Zhang Minghai had to admit that he had greatly underestimated this newly established Special Forces. They were clearly a milkman Special Forces that had never entered the battlefield, but they had actually managed to win a battle that even the veteran Special Forces admired.

"Here!" Zhang Minghai stood up straight and stretched his body.

The admiral glanced at Zhang Minghai's injured right leg, and then his gaze landed on Lin Mo who was on Li Liqun's back. He frowned slightly and said, "Take good care of your injuries, I will report your rewards!"

Zhang Minghai's expression froze, "Thank you, Chief!"

The victory belonged to the 'Falcon' Special Forces, so Zhang Minghai had no reason to reject it. Besides, the more meritorious contributions the Special Forces had, the better the treatment they would receive, and although the soldiers might not care about this, but as the captain, he had to consider all of this in their stead. Even in Zhang Minghai's heart, a 'martyr' medal wasn't worth anything.

At the command of the admiral, the entire 'Falcon' team boarded the helicopter. Although Lin Mo and Zhang Minghai were not heavily injured, the leader still attached great importance to them. As such, they directly flew across the strait and were sent to the military hospital.

Originally, Lin Mo didn't even need to put on an expression. His face was enough to make anyone who wanted to communicate with him tremble with fear, as if he had just entered the Asura Hall. This was Lin Mo's temperament, and only with his current temperament, he could manage the "Falcon"!

Lin Mo's body was burnt by the waves of air, but because Zhang Minghai managed it well, after a few days of treatment, he was not too injured, but instead suffered a slight concussion caused by falling from a high place, and was unable to carry out intense exercise for a short period of time. As a result, with the 'Falcon' training, Lin Mo could only aim and shoot at the door, and his target was the 'Falcon' member who was tortured to death by Zhang Minghai on the training grounds.

"I say, coach, since we've been established for such a long time, why haven't you arranged combat missions for us? Speaking of which, we got lucky during the previous two missions, but now we're being called 'Milkman Special Forces' all day long!" Li Liqun took the chance to run over to Lin Mo and complain.

Lin Mo coldly shot a glance at Li Liqun, "You recite the eight big words that have been drawn on the training camp in the Snow Mountain!"

Li Liqun stared blankly at Lin Mo, and for a moment, she was stumped by Lin Mo's question.

Damn it, there were eight big words painted on one of the walls where the soldiers were stationed. However, the words were short-circuited and he could not recall them immediately.

Li Liqun suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and blurted out: "Prepare yourself, don't slack off!"