BOOM!!
Ice fragnts randomly flew about, splashing everywhere and stirring white mist high up in the air as bullet after bullet streaked across, hitting the snow-filled region. A fierce gunfight was currently ongoing.
A group of unorganized rcenaries fought hard in a panic to hold back their attackers, trying every ans that ca to their heads to escape. They were already sweating bullets in horror but they refused to surrender.
Though their Commander tried to give out orders repeatedly to calm them down, the overwhelming power being displayed against them left them unable to react.
Though there was a difference in power between both parties, it was interesting to note that the rcenaries fought with anger, fear, and even despair evident in their eyes.
The scenario felt weird, it felt just like a big uncle bullying a helpless sister next door.
Seeing the reaction of the rcenaries, Clark felt a muscle in his face twitch but he feigned a serious expression to hide his real feelings.
Why cant you guys just surrender? If not seen clearly, people can easily be misled that he was really a big uncle luring girls with chocolate packs to bully them. But Im not like that, right?
As soon as his thoughts strayed to this, Dickson looked at him with a aningful smile on his face.
Cough, ahem, Dickson focus on the battlefield. You never know when our soldiers can be in a dangerous situation, behave like and always have your eyes on the battlefield.
Yes, I completely understand Major. Dickson smirked.
Clark sighed. If I knew that this is what will befall later on, I would have never rescued your squad back then.
Dickson just smiled in reply.
After knowing each other for an extended period, they already grew extrely close. Such funny jabs were daily attacks that they threw at each other to kill ti.
Their allied squad was the culprit bullying this group of rcenaries. The fight was still tense as bullets kept crisscrossing around the scene.
The lee soldiers were completely free, lazing at the back and watching attentively like they were watching a movie as their ranged counterparts firmly held the battle in their hands.
4 days ago, after they left the last shelter where they took refuge, they imdiately started implenting the plan thought out by Dickson, the tyrant plan.
The na was tyrannical, which could easily deceive people that it was either sothing very zealous or honorable. Well, it was inversely honorable, it was practically daylight robbery.
Dicksons plan was that as they were suffering from a supply deficit, why kill themselves over it when the easiest solution was to rob others.
They were soldiers and such a thing could be easily accomplished by them so far as their identities remain hidden. The plan was vicious but practical, so Clark agreed after hesitating a bit.
Their journey beca a lot more eventful with such a motive in mind as through the map that was gotten from Jason, they were able to locate various rcenaries on the way.
None of the rcenarys hands were clean anyway, so they did what they did with much fewer scruples.
The only rule that they made was to not kill without consideration.
After 4 days, they already t and fought with 6 different rcenary groups and no casualties were recorded either from their side or their targets.
They always allowed their opponents to surrender, which made things a lot easier for them. They were not afraid of revenge, so doing this did not bring them any problems.
Clarks decision to not let the lee soldiers get involved in the battles easily was that participating would bring more variables that could lead to death.
With their superior weapons, the rcenaries in this region could only put up feeble resistance, so the battles were completely left to the ranged soldiers.
Though Dickson and himself sotis yearned to join the bullying battles, they reigned their impulses in to reinforce their images as leaders.
Leaving the weak opponents to subordinates was the stuff of legends once said a legendary high-grade soldier, and they didnt want to miss this opportunity to act like legends.
After fighting and plundering from others for so long, all their most basic reserves were already filled. This didnt stop them though; a budget surplus was always better than a budget deficit.
Due to their daring, rampant, and completely unrestrained actions, they already gained a tyrannical reputation in this region of the middle heights of the Everest.
All the local forces and warlords already heard of them, now most forces focused on hiding from them if they sighted them first.
Their current opponents were the 7th rcenary group that they encountered and these guys seed reluctant to surrender.
Normally, after being shot in the face repeatedly by their modified bullets that were less lethal but more painful on impact, most of the rcenaries would have already started breaking their formations.
This ti, it seems that they finally t so tenacious guys.
Though this was what most of the soldiers thought, Clark didnt think so. Why will these guys fight such a hopeless battle with so much morale?
Obviously, they think that they still have a chance. Dickson quickly answered though Clarks question was clearly rhetorical.
Clark ignored him; he was already used to this guys antics after getting closer to him. Are they expecting reinforcents? He asked, puzzled.
You are
Dicksons sentence ended mid-way as his eyebrows curled upwards in surprise. Wow! They really brought reinforcents!
See, I told you. Clark patted his chest proudly but Dickson ignored him.
Hehe, who cared if you told ? It doesnt matter, all that matters is that I can now engage in battle. Finally, the great shield master can move.
Shield master my ass. Clark rolled his eyes, but this didnt affect his companion as the latter already rushed into the battlefield.
On the side of the rcenaries that were enduring the bullying of their opponent, the change that ca from behind them was glaringly visible as dozens of soldiers started running to converge with them.
Like most other locations in the world, to survive better in the hostile environnt of the Everest, the rcenaries here ford close profit cliques with others with like minds.
Through this, dozens of rcenary alliances were ford across the Himalayan peaks. This new group was clearly reinforcent by their alliance and the numbers were fairly intimidating.
From a glance, a hundred soldiers easily greeted the sight of the Spartan/Daland allied soldiers. The reinforcent was clearly above 200 rcenaries, which was an outstanding force in this region.
Seeing their reinforcent arrive, the originally helpless rcenaries that were being bullied regained color and energy in their eyes.
Our reinforcent is here! Long live the Dried fish alliance! One of the rcenaries suddenly yelled loudly.
Long live the Dried fish alliance!
Lets show these intruders where they belong, show them the might of the Dried fish!
With that, they all gained vigor and started charging forward under the thunderous rain of bullets.
After information from the previous raids that were circulating about, they deduced that these intruders strongest point was ranged shooting, and their weakness was close-ranged battles.
Their eyes flashed ominously. Well teach them the power of close-range combat.
Despite hundreds of rcenaries charging at them, the Spartan and Daland soldiers were calm, their ranged counterparts were still shooting steadily. Diana ca forward to et Clark at this mont.
No need. Clark raised his hands to stop her.
This is not our real battle, keep your strength for when we discover our mission target. For now, leave this cleaning to the ranged soldiers.
Its been days since I last shot with my gun, allow to flex my muscles a bit. You all need the best when we reach our target, who knows if Ive gone rusty after so long?
Diana was speechless. You just dont want to be left out of the action and mocked by Corporal Dickson, right?
Ahem, it does not matter.
Clark quickly shoved her away, dipped his right hand into his bag to bring out his 2-form gun as he started walking forward into the battlefield. He changed the gun to its sniper configuration.
He brought specially modified ammunition for his gun next, before carefully inserting them all into his weapon. He kissed his right palm, inhaled, and exhaled before aiming.
Bam!! Bam!!
From the slightly muffled noise made by the gun as the bullets escaped from its muzzle, it was clear that its lethality was toned down a bit, so none of the rcenaries died on impact.
They just kept on falling like helpless leaves in an autumn season after being hit dizzy by the ultra-fast bullets. A bullet shot equaled a man down, that was the trend as Clark walked calmly into the ranks of the enemies.
He just kept on inclining the angle of his gun to cover all the angles as the soldiers fell before they could get close to the helm of his uniform.
His movents were graceful like a hawks while concealing a green snakes cunning behind them.
Seeing how smoothly he dispatched of them like a father spanking his mischievous kids, the rcenaries shuddered in fear. Which demon is this? Is he a human? Hes an alien!
Most of them were soldiers before they beca rcenaries. This scene brought them mories of when their cadet training instructor trashed them ruthlessly, their lips quivered involuntarily on these mories.
Clark smirked on seeing their shaken expressions, but he did not stop as bullet after bullet kept escaping from his guns muzzle.
He penetrated the enemy ranks like a sharp knife cutting through soft butter, no resistance at all was exerted.
Unlike him, Dicksons penetration thod was just like smashing a big rock at a group of eggs lined in a row. The outco can be easily imagined, only squish and squash would happen.
Ducking to dodge a desperate stab from one of the rcenaries, his right hand used the montum gotten from it to slap his shield horizontally.
Bam!!
The rcenarys armor flickered for a mont before all its energy was depleted. The poor man staggered like a drunkard from the impact for 10 seconds before falling asleep.
Only smacking sounds could be heard around him as he bashed anyone that confronted him with his shield, only unconscious individuals were left in his wake.
After trying different thods but getting no positive results, the remaining rcenaries that were conscious finally despaired as they turned tail, running as fast as their legs could carry them back into the snow mountain.
Their movents were awkward but fast. The battle ended with the sa speed that the reinforcent charged.
Seeing that they were clever enough to leave their supplies behind, Clark and Dickson nodded before going forward contentedly to collect their tribute.
Noticing Clarks foolish smile, Dickson comnted. It seems that youre now enjoying this. Kid, learn to keep your emotions in check. Such things can easily change your thought process
Scram!
Their subordinates stifled their laughter as they ca to help carry the supplies. To them, this was the best phase of their mission journey by far.
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