Mercenaries are King

Chapter 12 He Cannot Die

Lu Chen concealed himself behind a low wall, gripping a submachine gun, his eyes wide open, staring intently ahead.

Soon, several armed men appeared, their black gun barrels protruding, firing continuously, bullets flying towards Lu Chen.

Lu Chen let out a cold laugh, took out a grenade, released the pin, and threw it. With a loud bang, the grenade exploded, instantly filling the air with smoke and screams.

At this moment, Mike led his men over and quickly dispersed around the area.

"Mike, Rahman is just ahead, there should be about ten of them," Lu Chen shouted.

"Sink! Flank them from both sides and wipe them out in one fell swoop!" Mike shouted.

Lu Chen nodded vigorously, waved to the security guards behind him, and said, "Give them a good beating." The five security guards opened fire simultaneously with their assault rifles, bullets whistling through the air.

He quickly locked onto his target and opened fire as soon as the militant showed his face, continuously reaping their lives. This drew Rahman's fire, and Mike led several security guards to the side.

With fire coming from both sides simultaneously, Rahman's militants were quickly wiped out, leaving only Rahman trembling behind a low wall.

The gunfire stopped, and the battle was basically over. Lu Chen nodded to Mike, and the two of them stood up almost at the same time, gripping their assault rifles and moving forward cautiously.

The security guards who followed kept firing their shots, and soon one of them shouted, "Don't move, hands up!" He spoke in the local language, but Lu Chen understood it.

He ran quickly over, rifle in hand, the dark muzzle pointed at the man. The man was a local, with a beard, and bore a resemblance to the famous Rahman. Could this be the infamous Rahman? This guy is lucky to be alive.

At that moment, Mike led his men over. He looked at the man, sneered, and said, "He's Rahman. Kill him." After saying that, he picked up a submachine gun, pointed it at Rahman, and was about to fire.

Rahman hurriedly shouted, "Don't kill me! I have money, you can have as much as you want!" At this moment, he was no longer as arrogant as before, let alone seeking revenge or finding anything. He was just glad to be alive.

Mike was determined to kill the guy. He pulled the bolt and was about to fire when Lu Chen quickly grabbed him, shook his head, and said, "No rush, there are still some things to take care of."

Mike looked surprised, not understanding what he was going to do, but he didn't stop him. After all, the victory in today's battle was all thanks to him.

Lu Chen squatted down, stared at Rahman for several seconds, and said calmly, "Rahman, the Werewolf Mercenary Group accepted Ibn's mission. Your brother was killed by Ibn's men. You want to take revenge on Ibn, so you canceled the Dark Web mission." After he finished speaking, he pressed the black muzzle of a gun against Rahman's head.

"Withdraw, withdraw the mission immediately," Rahman said, his voice trembling. He was willing to eat shit if it meant he had to live.

After he finished speaking, he took out a satellite phone and called the anti-government armed base directly. The call was quickly connected, and he shouted, "Cancel the dark web mission, immediately!"

Lu Chen smiled. With the dark web mission over, he was no longer a threat. He could go back to China as long as he got his commission. Just thinking about the commission, Rahman was a big fat sheep.

Seeing that Rahman was about to hang up, he quickly said, "That's not enough. Transfer five million dollars to him immediately." He then pointed to Mike.

Mike's mouth dropped open again. This kid wasn't playing by the rules. But then he thought, did he need to reason with these people? Whoever had the strongest gun was the boss.

He quickly stepped forward, handed over the bank account number, nodded, and said, "Transfer money to this account. Release the person as soon as the money arrives." Rahman was the leader of a warlord in the anti-government armed forces, with tens of thousands of men under his command. He could easily come up with five hundred million, let alone five million.

Rahman dared not resist, especially since it was only five million, a drop in the ocean for him. He shouted into the satellite phone, "Transfer five million to this account." He quickly gave the account number.

Mike opened his account in Switzerland, a typical neutral country and an internationally recognized bank. As long as he was connected to the internet, the money would arrive in less than two minutes.

This made him overjoyed. This mission was incredibly profitable, netting him over ten million. He gave Lu Chen an OK sign, but he had no intention of actually letting him go.

Lu Chen knew the money had arrived. He looked at Rahman with a serious expression and said, "Very good. Thank you for your donation of military funds to General Ibn. You can leave now." After he finished speaking, he put away his submachine gun and pointed ahead.

Now that the dark web mission has been cancelled, they've still received five million dollars and successfully shifted Rahman's hatred onto Ibn. It's a really good deal.

Rahman, his courage shattered, asked in a trembling voice, "Can I walk now?" as he stood up.

"We can go now, let's go quickly, don't wait until we change our minds." Lu Chen waved his hand and said. He also wanted to kill this guy at first, but just now, he suddenly realized a problem. In Maisan Province, Ibn and Rahman are mortal enemies and are in a relatively balanced state. Only in this way can the werewolf mercenary group survive in the cracks. But if Rahman really dies, Ibn will have no opponent. Will they still be able to survive?

Eben is a vengeful guy. He'll definitely hold a grudge about the five million dollars Mike asked for. Even if he doesn't settle the score today, he'll settle it someday.

Rahman stood up, looking back every step of the way, and started running, getting further and further away.

Mike raised his submachine gun; he really didn't want to let this guy go, even if he paid him.

Lu Chen quickly pressed down on the muzzle of his gun, shaking his head and saying, "Mike, we should keep our word. This is our foundation. Besides, killing him won't do us any good; it will only harm us."

Mike didn't understand what he was saying, but now was not the time to argue. After all, there was still Alz to deal with, and they didn't even know if he was alive or dead.

He nodded and said, "Chen, think of a better reason before we talk. Now let's go find Alz." After he finished speaking, he waved to the security guard, turned around and strode forward.

Lu Chen gave a bitter smile. He looked in the direction Rahman had gone. The kid had disappeared into the night. Maybe it was a mistake, but he didn't care anymore. With the dark web mission solved, he wouldn't have to worry about being hunted down. And now that he had a commission of ten million, even if he only got a tenth of it, he would be set for life.

Once I receive my commission, I'll leave the werewolf mercenary group and go back home to live a good life.

Thinking about all this, he couldn't help but hum a little tune.

Just then, James's voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Boss, Alz has been found, but the situation is not good."