Ace of the Dragon Division

Chapter 602 - Give Them A Little Warning

Chapter 602. Give Them A Little Warning

The group of soldiers who rushed up came in and saw dead bodies piled up like a hill, all of them special forces soldiers from the four powerful G Nation, I Nation, Britain Nation and R Nation teams. They were unrecognizable from the injuries as they piled into a hill of corpses.

In front of the pile of corpses stood the man in black who they thought they had killed during that shooting contest.

The soldiers from the weaker nations looked at him in terror, wondering how the tables had turned within a blink of an eye.

“One of you can live and tell the story to your superiors about what happened today. Tell them that they better leave before it’s too late or else this will no longer be a safe area.” Xu Cheng looked at the soldiers and asked, “Who wants to live?”

They immediately pulled out their guns and pointed them at Xu Cheng.

Immediately, with a gust of wind behind them, Diesel jumped past them like a leopard as his claws sliced across six of the soldier’s heads from behind, sending them falling down to the ground.

And when they turned around, a rumbling sound was heard as Mario, wearing a bulletproof vest and helmet, lowered his head and rushed over like a human tank towards the crowd, bullets bouncing off of him as he ran.

Three soldiers were blown right off the ground, smashing into the floor. Mario knocked one out with his helmet and swung his fist with a thick arm the size of an elephant’s trunk towards the three soldiers, sending them flying away.

The remaining few shot at him, but Mario, who had a bulletproof vest, did not get injured at all.

However, the impact of the dense bullets hitting him still hurt his flesh.

“Cheksov you a*shole, are you going to make a move!” Mario cursed.

The sound of a sniper rifle ripped across the night sky and a bullet hit a soldier in the head, followed by more sounds of bullets firing.

A succession of soldiers all got their heads blown off by the sniper rifle, which relieved Mario from being attacked. He held up two soldiers and smashed them into each other like watermelons, directly causing the two soldiers to pass out.

Diesel used his speed and his claws as he slit the throats of the soldiers that were still alive on the ground.

When he raised his claws to slit open the last soldier’s throat, Mario grabbed his wrist and said, “Boss said to leave one man alive!”

Only then did Diesel put down his hand, the remaining soldier already having pissed his pants as he begged for mercy on the ground. His body was dripping with cold sweat as he breathed heavily.

Xu Cheng went to the soldier and squatted down to look at him. “Don’t be nervous, I said that I will leave one person alive. So you go back and tell those people that if they want to play, then play by the rules: admit your defeat. As for the corpses, whether it’s the M Nation corpses or other countries, if they want them back, it will be one million dollars per corpse! This is what the victors of the war should get, and if they don’t want to pay, I will burn these bodies to ashes and leave them there. Also, go tell them that if they still want to provoke us, I know where your basecamp is, so watch out! Do you understand?”

The soldier nodded his head like a woodpecker.

Xu Cheng waved his hand. “Alright, you can go.”

The soldier immediately climbed up and fled out the door, the speed of his escape was fast enough to reveal how scared he was.

Xu Cheng asked Mario, “How many people have woken up?

Mario answered, “Lin Dong is the only one that hasn’t yet.”

Xu Cheng smiled bitterly. “He’s got a poor physique to begin with, so he’ll take his time. In the meantime, put up our Deviant Corp flag since from today onwards, our name will be officially known in the Land of Mercenaries!”

Mario nodded as he carried the flag over to the gate, climbed to the highest point, and planted it into the ground.

“Chekhov, go and give the gang a warning.” Xu Cheng beckoned.

Chekhov ran out from the shadows and Xu Cheng whispered in his ear.

After he nodded, he said to Mario, “Mario, come on. Let’s get things done.”

Mario said in disgust, “I don’t like you now. I would be taken advantage of if I cooperate with you, so no.”

Xu Cheng said to Mario at this time, “You go and take charge of covering him, and block bullets for him if necessary.”

Mario was speechless. “Boss, don’t do that to me.”

Xu Cheng: “That’s an order!”

Mario: “Alright, I’ll go.”

Then he went and drove a car over as Chekhov slung a sniper rifle over his shoulder and hopped in. Mario took him down the hill and asked him, “What’s the mission?”

Chekhov: “Drive slowly. That soldier is just ahead. He’s fast but tired, so slow down so he doesn’t notice we’re following him.”

Mario wondered. “Didn’t Big Brother Cheng say he was going to leave him alone?”

“Yeah, but only let him say what he needs to say and not let him say the rest of what he shouldn’t. Big Brother Cheng was afraid he might tell them about Diesel’s claws so he asked us to tail over and see what happens.”

Mario nodded as he understood.

Chekhov located the soldier with his ultrasonic senses and paid attention to his every move as he followed with the car at a distance.

All that soldier could think about was running back in one direction as his mind had been blown away. They had left the mountain less than half an hour ago, so they did not know what had happened when they heard gunshots going off. When they returned to the mercenary camp, the soldiers from the four remaining nations were dead. No, including them would be a total of five countries with a total of 130 soldiers. The pile of corpses made him lose his confidence and alertness, so he didn’t notice he was being followed.

The soldiers from the four countries that had lost the shooting contest earlier had already reached the basecamp.

Their commander wondered why

they returned empty handed without any wounds upon them. They asked out of

curiosity and the soldiers told them all about it. They were then disciplined

by their commanders, especially the captains who were scolded the most.

While the commanders of the four countries were furious, a soldier from the I Nation came crawling in, his entire uniform soaked in sweat and his face pale white. He ran into the basecamp and just plopped down on the ground, almost passing out from severe dehydration.

At this point, the entire crew, including the referee and the commander team from the I Nation noticed the badge on his uniform, and all of the I Nation crew ran out realizing that he was their man.

“Paco, what happened to you?”

Meanwhile, Chekhov, who was lying on top on the front of a truck parked on a hillside not far from the camp, said to Mario, “Stop, this view is just fine.”

Mario stopped the truck as he peeked out the window and asked Chekhov above him, “What are you planning to do?”

Chekhov said as he adjusted his aim, “What Boss meant was to give these people a warning that if they don’t retreat or leave, then the fate of this soldier would also be their future.”