Success Story of a Master Level Mercenary Chaebol

415: Fly and see (7)

“Sure!”

“It really is! As you say.”

At the same time as the traffic light changed, the car behind Wolf, Mighty and Jeff made a left turn. And the car he was riding in turned right.

In order to catch up with the car that suddenly split in two, they also split in two and quickly increased the speed of the car. And only after reaching a distance where it could be pursued did it slow down slowly.

It was such a short and agile act that it was hard to notice at first glance. But there was no clearer evidence than this for those who had been openly watching them.

“Turn right at the next crossroads and stand close to the underpass. Then we’ll catch their tails to be us.”

“How do you know this neighborhood better than I, a native of New York? Anyway, we need to know how many cars and how many people are on our side in order to make sure we have a plan…”

“Three cars. There are 12 of them inside. You’ve already figured it out, so all you have to do is follow my instructions!”

“Old story!”

Knowing this far, no further words were needed. What’s the problem when you’re waiting for the enemy’s information in the desired place?

Gee geek! Boo Woong!

As soon as the driver skillfully turned right, he pulled the car up to the sidewalk. As Cheol-woo said, the entrance to the underpass was visible from the side of the sidewalk.

And behind the entrance to the underpass, there was a small blind spot that was hard to see from the driveway. The driver, noticing that Cheol-Woo was talking about that place, dug into it like a car.

“The driver is useful.”

“I was careful not to have the same thing happen again. Huh!”

While they were chatting, the vehicle that was being followed hurriedly turned the corner. Again, they passed by without seeing them hidden.

Tang Tang! Push! Woodang!

Finally, Cheol-woo put two bullets in the rear wheel of the third vehicle that was turning around the corner. The car, which had a puncture on one wheel due to hasty cornering, could not overcome its inertia and crashed into a street tree.

“Oh! It’s pretty good.”

Cheol-woo was a little admiring as he saw the people hurriedly getting out of the car in the accident. The crooked car door was slightly opened and rolled as if it was flowing down to the road floor.

puck! puck! puck!

However, their skilled responses were of no use in front of Cheol-woo. Cheol-woo got out of the car and gave each of them a bullet in the head without even giving them a chance to breathe.

[The person in the passenger seat is still beating.]

‘Then you have to finish.’

The man who was sitting in the passenger seat of the car that hit the roadside tree was still in the car. As in Korea, there was a driver’s seat on the left for right-hand traffic, so only one passenger in the passenger seat suffered enough damage to get out of the car.

“This is true! Should I say that there is no bad luck? Ttttttttt!”

The image reflected on his retina through the Warrior was absolutely breathtaking. The car’s front bumper and radiator grill collided with a street tree, and the engine room pushed the passenger seat in.

The man who sat in the passenger seat at the shock was caught between the seats with his back folded. In this state, even if he saves him, he will not be able to use his lower body for the rest of his life.

shudder! Frown!

Cheol-woo approached the window in the passenger seat and pointed a pistol at him. A man with rather chubby red hair with a voluminous mustache looked at him pitifully, spitting blood from his mouth.

He was of typical Irish descent. They were called ‘white bastards’ and despised in the early days of their settlement in the United States, but they flowed into the police and military.

I could tell just by looking at the eyes. That this guy is quite an experienced mercenary.

When a mercenary is injured like this, the rest of his life is difficult to bear. So you’re begging with your eyes to fire the gun.

Cheol-woo mercilessly fed a bullet to his head. The fate of those who made a living with guns was almost certain.

[There is a record of belonging to a PMC (Private Military Company) until a year ago. Since then, there have been no official records.]

The Warrior, who scanned the last face of the gnome, searched the military-related database and uncovered the gnome’s identity. Just by looking at the simple profile that popped up on my retina, I could tell that he had been active in the S-class mercenary team since a year ago.

Even if it was an S-class mercenary, it was rare for him to work alone like Cheol-woo. Most of the time, he created his own team and made plans according to his taste.

“The real boss is going to be in the car in front of you.”

[Two passing cars have just turned their car.]

“It sounds like your ability to judge the situation is going down. Anyway, it’s the same everywhere that people who aren’t even classed say they’re S-class. ttt!”

In any market, when money rushes in, there is bound to be a bubble. And the unit of the ransom has changed when the S-class title is attached.

That’s why even those who don’t know much will sing S-class songs as they get older. Of those S-classes, the real exhaust was only about 1%.

“What about the rest of them?”

“You don’t have to wait for those who will follow you. You can take care of it as you go! So let’s go.”

Pietro, who was getting out of the car and covering with a gun, asked if this was the end. But there were still eight people left to deal with.

Cheol-woo said his words to the back of his ear and raised his sunglasses. He wore sunglasses in America with the intention of hiding his eyes as much as possible.

Beep! Beep!

As soon as those words were finished, the siren of a police car was heard in the distance. Seeing just one police car coming to a city shootout, these guys can’t afford it too much.

Gunshots were heard throughout New York City. Except for the bastards who were trying to loot the shops by taking advantage of the gap, there was no one walking around the empty streets.

However, there were quite a few cars on the road. He seemed to think he wouldn’t get shot if he rode a car.

As the car started, the phone rang. The team over there has also said that they have roughly dealt with the people following them, and that they will join them to the original destination.

“Isn’t these guys acting normally?”

“At least they should be considered Class A.”

“You bastards, it looks like your money is rotting. The amount of money that goes into hiring such a large number of people would not be a joke.”

Wolf admired not the skill of the mercenaries he was dealing with, but the ability to mobilize the cash of the water master who called them. All of these mercenaries were money eaters.

“Let’s join in the middle and let the rest of us do the dishes. We will have to quietly infiltrate the target point.”

“Okay, Copy!”

This is why teamwork is so important. Even if you don’t say anything, you understand what you’re saying.

Brooklyn Veterans Hospital.

The wounded who were protecting Linda and Dine were being treated there. Of course they were there too.

However, the location of the hospital was exquisite. A third of the vicinity of this large hospital was surrounded by golf courses and parks, surrounded by the sea below.

Therefore, the only places accessible by car were a four-lane road to the right of the hospital and a narrow two-lane road that stretched upwards along the side of the golf course. At first glance, it looked like they were driving them into a corner.

And this structure, which is difficult to get out of and easy to keep from the outside, looked like a trap to attract someone.

‘That must be me. Huh!’

[There are many armed forces in the gym building below the hospital and the bowling center on the left.]

The warrior floated the surrounding terrain along with the enemy’s location on the retina. At first glance, it seemed like a neat arrangement of troops.

Since more than half of the area around the hospital was flat, it was enough to place only a few snipers. And the rest were hidden along the road leading to the hospital.

If this is the case, a person who has received regular military training properly is commanding it. I was very curious as to what kind of great person the guy in the position of Samchipack had cast.

“Originally, from the beginning of Dyker Heights, the police have been blocking traffic. Thanks to that, we didn’t even get to go near it.”

Pietro was able to unravel the past situation. It felt like I had found some free time because the police who had been chasing after them had disappeared as well.

But if I knew the identities of the people I would face in the future, I would never have seen that kind of leeway. Well, although Pietro will never have to deal with them directly…

The Dyker Heights they passed was a town south of Brooklyn. Houses throughout the village were famous for adorning them with colorful Christmas decorations.

Just then, Christmas was just around the corner. Because of that, I was able to appreciate the colorful Christmas decorations and dolls from the windows of the car.

Unfortunately, however, there was no excitement typical of the end of the year. It seems that the police have already stepped in and drove the residents out of this area.

“By the way, today is…”

“It’s Christmas Eve. It’s funny.”

The 13-hour time difference made my sense of date blunted for a while. Well, I don’t usually have a good sense of date, but…

“This, am I going to be their Christmas present? Huh!”

“What nonsense?”

A person who is not in love will not understand. Of course, this Italian guy who lost even an ear wouldn’t even think about it.

“Operation begins as soon as Fred arrives! Let Irina join this way. Wolf takes the snipers, and Mighty hits behind the building next door. I know the coordinates of these guys because I’ll take a picture of them separately. I enter the front of the building next door to get attention.”

The military radio gave operational instructions. As they approached the vicinity of the hospital, the radio wave interference got worse.

Roughly speaking, they did not need detailed explanations because they were able to paint the overall picture of the battle. If you just set the start time and end time of the operation, you don’t have to worry about the rest.

“What shall I do?”

“I’m sticking my head in the bulletproof sheet. Don’t go to the goal for nothing.”

Pietro gave a look of anticipation and snorted continuously. But it was a no-brainer.

This wasn’t the kind of business the mafia bragged about and shot. It was a one-legged match that ended only when one of the heads died.

And just looking at the arrangement of them, I could clearly feel it. From now on, the people I have to deal with are how skilled they are…

So there was no need for any more pretentiousness. Even in order to protect the one he loved, he had to win the battle from the beginning.

[The mercenaries led by Fred entered Staten Island.]

“That donkey got the timing right once. After touching some money, I think you have a good concept of time. Huh! Tell Fred to occupy the outskirts of town and cut off the traffic as soon as you arrive. So that not a single toe can wiggle without my permission, inside or outside…”

Fred set up a mercenary company in New Jersey, just next to New York State. He kept it as close to New York as possible just in case, so it was very useful this time.

The vehicles carrying them were just crossing Staten Island. After passing Staten Island and crossing the Verrazzano-Narrows Bridge, the hospital was right in front of you.

There were about 100 mercenaries that Fred had brought in his car. That way, even if the National Guard comes in, you’ll be able to buy as much time as you need.

‘Warrior, are you still unable to call inside the hospital?’

[We are still trying, but it is difficult to connect due to multiple levels of jamming.]

I kept trying to make calls from the inside of the plane. However, there was no way to contact them inside the hospital due to their interference.

Then I heard a knock on the car window. Out the window, Irina and Jeff were looking at this.

“You’re going to have a barbecue party here, what are you spending so much on?”

“I plan to surround myself with troops from the beginning of the road. Then you have to go in and clean it. Huh!”

“Oh! Dozens of people wouldn’t be enough to encircle this area?”

“We gathered about 100 people. So, no one will come in or leave here for the time being. Huh!”

“You even had a military force like that, and it was around New York…?”

“It’s not a big deal, it’s because of a friend who founded a mercenary company called Fred.”

At those words, Jeff’s eyes widened. He also knew Fred.