738: Chapter 744: Utterly Insane 738: Chapter 744: Utterly Insane Francois’s intention to snatch credit was too obvious.
Previously, when he refused to let Fearless lead the charge no matter what, but now that the directional mines had been laid and the enemy was like a turtle in a jar, he was willing to let his n go and say hello.
The so-called greeting of course would start with giving the enemy a blast, whether by shooting or tossing a grenade; at least the first shot had to be one by the Fearless rcenary Corps.
That was Francois’s plan, and firing this first shot and initiating the attack was very important, because it had to do with the Fearless rcenary Corps’ commission—the more work done, the more commission they should naturally receive.
Three n sprinted towards the house where Black Devil was hiding.
Yang Yi was startled, then he felt pleased because he was finally going to face that black hood, and he didn’t have to be the first to rush out.
The people inside still didn’t know they were turtles in a jar, so of course, they would open fire upon spotting soone.
The three Fearless rcenaries didn’t rush straight for the main entrance; their target was the wall to the right of the gate.
It was just a matter of saying hello, throw a grenade over the wall to let the enemy know they had arrived, and then shout to inform the enemy they were surrounded—so the next step of negotiation would naturally follow.
Even Yang Yi thought so.
But reality always has so differences from expectation.
The three n approached the wall, then suddenly there was a ‘bang’ sound.
A sound that wasn’t so loud, like a gunshot, but a light noise followed imdiately by a loud boom.
That kind of ‘boom’, and then the ears began to buzz with that loud sound.
A puff of blue smoke rose into the air, and the three Fearless rcenaries who had dashed over fell down with the big noise, without struggling, without screams, nothing—just a big bang, and then the person on the far left suddenly turned into a torn sack thrown on the ground, like a pile of indistinct flesh and blood, while the other two were lying on the ground, still shaped intact.
Yang Yi was frightened out of his wits, because he was already very tense, and a big noise during a mont of high tension scared him so much that it almost sent his soul flying.
Even the relaxed Francois was stunned for a mont, then he tightened his grip on the rifle in his hand, his mouth agape.
After a brief daze, he exclaid in horror, “Bouncing mine!”
In fact, Yang Yi and his team also brought so bouncing mines, but they were unnecessary.
The regrettable thing was that Black Devil had also planted landmines.
Compared to the directional mines planted on this side, Black Devil’s group was the one that had truly buried landmines.
Who the hell could have imagined soone would be dented enough to plant landmines around a house in the outskirts of Kyiv, no less the indiscriminately killing bouncing mines, and also with pressure fuses, the kind that kills friend and foe alike—insane, bouncing mines.
Black Devil was inhuman, dented.
But now Yang Yi was extrely relieved it was Francois’s n who went, extrely relieved.
Francois was about to go mad with anger, he was truly on the verge of losing his mind.
Just then, sothing was thrown out of the house window, and that object exploded violently as soon as it hit the ground.
Brian said in a deep voice, “Not a bomb, not a grenade, it’s a flash charge!”
It was easy to distinguish, as the object thrown from the window exploded with only a shock wave and no shrapnel.
“Marvin!”
Right then, the person standing next to Francois shouted out.
“Marvin’s not dead!
He’s moving!
Boss, did you see that?
Marvin moved!”
Francois pressed down on his subordinate who was about to charge out, and then he bellowed, “That was a directional mine!
It was the explosion near Marvin, he’s dead, he’s dead!
Stay calm!”
“No, no, no, he moved, he really did!
I saw him move, did you guys see it?”
Francois’s subordinate turned his pleading eyes first to Yang Yi, then to Brian, then to the Alpha trio, but what he received was only disappointnt; no one was willing to help him, whether it was to say a word or to go rescue his comrade.
In fact, Yang Yizhen hadn’t really seen whether any of the three who were down were moving; his attention wasn’t on that.
“He moved!”
After another shout, Francois’s subordinate suddenly leaped up and rushed towards the fallen trio.
Francois, filled with rage, slamd the ground, roaring, “Co back!
Get back here!”
Boom.
The brave man never made it to his comrade’s side; although he had followed the very path his comrade had taken, this ti he quickly stepped on a directional mine.
Yang Yi felt deeply.
The death was really senseless, Francois was right, how could anyone hope to survive taking a blast from a directional mine at close range?
That idiot, that naless fool, just died like that.
Maybe that’s what comradeship is about.
Watching a comrade get hurt or killed can make you lose your senses, know that going out there is death yet still foolishly charge out.
What an idiot.
But Yang Yi had seen it just a mont ago, indeed there was a leg that kicked ever so slightly, but he was certain it was just the residual nerve reaction of a not yet fully dead person.
He had killed plenty and had seen the sa situation many tis.
Just a final kick before death, yet it cost another life.
So stupid.
However, Yang Yi also felt envious of Marvin, to have a comrade willing to die with him.
He had a comrade brave enough to dash into the minefield just to see if he was really dead, just to take a look, and that was all one could really do.
Anyone with a rational mind, with brains, would have figured that out.
The Fearless rcenary Corps were enemies, not friends.
Yang Yi wouldn’t feel regret over their deaths, but still, he felt sowhat…
lancholic.
Maybe it was lancholy, he wasn’t sure what to call this complex emotion.
“Bastard!
Bastard!”
Francois didn’t know if he was cursing the subordinate who had died or the Black Devil.
Right then, soone flashed by the window, followed by an arm stretching out and firing a shot through it.
Francois, holding his rifle, fired a burst at the spot where soone had just appeared, but no one was hit.
The atmosphere tensed, Francois breathing heavily in agitation.
Who was to bla?
Who could Francois bla?
No one had ordered his n to take point; he had volunteered them for death himself.
So the conversation circled back to the earlier topic, who would have thought there would be landmines planted around the houses near the outskirts of Kyiv?
This wasn’t a sparsely populated area.
After a short wait, Brian suddenly said, “The call has been made.”
Francois glared at Brian venomously.
Brian held a gaphone in his left hand and a rocket launcher in his right, then he stood up and said in a deep voice, “After the greeting shots, the enemy should know they’re exposed, so it’s ti for to make my appearance.”
After speaking, Brian whistled softly to himself, murmuring, “Co on, let’s get this resolved!”
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