Success Story of a Master Level Mercenary Chaebol

324: Moving and seeing again (8)

[There are armed forces around the destination.]

“like! look at this?”

After capturing one of the 4 Heavenly Kings, Cheol-woo and his party headed to the other’s hideout.

10 minutes to deal with one. It was calculated that if it took 20 minutes to move, it would all be processed within an hour.

However, there were guests who came first to the second man’s hideout. The Warriors showed them around their destination, indicating that they were armed.

“On the device!”

“I’m surrounded by the little ones from over there. Do you also have guns?”

“yes! I have it in another car.”

“Never pull the trigger until I signal!”

Jang Ji-en was very nervous as she received Cheol-woo’s orders. Like the others, he was traumatized after seeing the slaughtered junkies.

Fortunately, there was an existence called Cheolwoo who overwhelms the Red Mafia, so this was enough. It was understandable that the other forces were shrugging and trembling.

“…they look like Russians?”

“I can see it.”

Wolf said as he scanned the enemy lines with his infrared binoculars.

If you look at the HK-416 they are carrying and the body armor carrier, it is a U.S. special forces unit. However, just by looking at the posture of holding a gun and standing on the alert, the name Spetsnaz (Russian Special Forces) was recognizable.

Cheol-woo also agreed with that opinion. In the eyes of Asians, Westerners looked like him.

But after hanging out with westerners for quite some time, I have an eye to distinguish them. Even to Chul-woo like that, they looked just like Russians.

“Aren’t they the ones you called before?”

“no! If it were them, I would have contacted them first.”

Cheol-woo shook his head left and right. We have already set a date to meet with the Red Mafia.

There was no reason to do this in the yard that had already been tuned.

Crucially, their movements were not as clumsy as the Red Mafia. Their well-honed knife-like movements showed that they were active players.

“I approach it alone. Mighty side, Wolf you range.”

“OK!!”

Whatever their identities were, getting out on their own was a breeze. Besides, with two colleagues, there was no problem.

The only problem is that you can’t tell if they’re enemies or allies. When confused like this, it was the right answer to take a look.

‘Because there is no such thing as a friend approaching with a gun in the first place.’

His questions will be answered by the rest of them. Of course, if anyone survives.

Ouch! Whik!

No matter how confident he was, he had no intention of walking forward like an idiot. The place was also a dingy pier, so if you made up your mind to infiltrate, you could enter the building without being detected.

The only stumbling block were snipers placed on the rooftops on both sides. They had been monitoring a large area with quite a bit of skill, but the harbor at night, which had a lot of cloaks, was not on their side.

‘like! Look at this…?’

It was when Cheol-woo, who approached closely in search of an opening, closed the mouth of one of the guards and approached to drag him into the shadows. But at that moment, his foreboding sent a warning signal.

His eyes gleamed as he glanced over the border formations of them once again through the Warrior. He found only one hole, but it was a trap he had made on purpose.

When I barely crossed the middle chicken before returning, I was in a similar situation. As a result, he lost more than half of the colleagues he had worked with.

“Chick! These guys are Tier 1 As soon as we start, we start with the two snipers.”

“···Chijit, Copy!!”

The information was conveyed through a walkie-talkie through the Warrior. It was useless to tell the two of the sniper’s location.

Cheol-woo, who raised his awareness to the utmost, returned from his original target and moved to the opposite side. If there was no gap, it was enough to make it.

Whik! 👌👌👌 dump!

Cheol-woo, who approached the entrance to the opposite building 10m, dragged one of the guards into the shade of the side. The man with his throat caught behind his back and his mouth closed was dragged into the shadows of the dark night without saying a word.

“what is your identity?”

He asked quietly in English, but there was no answer. Cheol-woo, who immediately put a knife to his neck, asked again in short Russian.

[I can’t tell.]

Whoops! ね! Ouch!

Relentlessly, the tip of his sword thrust into the opponent’s thick neck. The body of the man who saw the gap to counterattack was frozen because of the tip of his knife that squeaked between his nerves and blood vessels and stabbed the tip of his bones.

“This is the last time. What is your identity?”

“···■■, ■■···.”

He also recognized the sincerity of Cheol-woo, felt through the tip of his sword. After hesitating for a while, as he was about to say something, a man who was looking for the whereabouts of his missing colleague approached.

Shake! Whoops! Go away! dump!

Cheol-woo mercilessly pulled out the sword stuck in his neck and threw it at the approaching opponent. The guy who was approaching the blade that pierced his neck accurately couldn’t even scream and collapsed.

Whik! Wow! Whoops!

The guy in his arms tried to counterattack without missing the moment. His choice to counterattack rather than run away was excellent, but the speed of his movements was not as excellent as his choice.

With one arm wrapped around his head, his hand grabbed his chin and pulled in relentlessly. The enormous force acted like a lever, so even the thick neck that seemed to have worked out broke like a millet.

“I will praise you for not giving up until the very end.”

Judging by what they were doing, these guys weren’t mercenaries. Unlike the mercenaries who can speak and negotiate, the gnomes chose the risky side without a single thought.

Bushwoong! puck!

At that moment, a pounding sound was heard whipping the air towards the roof of the building. Then came the sound of watermelon cracking.

swish! pudding!

At the same time, a mighty appeared from the rooftop on the other side. Another sniper had his head turned without seeing his opponent’s face.

dump! dump! dump!

Having seen their attitude, it was easy to choose this one too. It was the way of the mercenaries to subdue and watch if the words didn’t make sense.

Bushwoong! Bushwoong! puck! puck!

Wolf was sniping with excitement. The target, which changes at 1-second intervals, exploded her head and neck without any doubt.

Whik! Whoops! dump!

Mighty jumped off the roof of the building and ran into them at random. He took the man he caught as a hostage, approached the square and cut off the throats of them with a knife or bare hands.

“Hey, there’s no room for me to intervene!”

Cheol-woo was relaxed and sent a signal to Jang Ji-en by making him a warrior. The gangsters who were hiding on the other side caught the attention of the rest with their inexact shooting.

Even the well-trained troops could not help but be embarrassed by the surprise attack from all directions. In addition, if the attacking opponent was skilled enough, he could sneak in through that small gap and suffocate his breath in one shot.

“stop! Stop fighting.”

The iron door of the warehouse opened, and a silver-haired man who seemed to be the boss walked out and shouted in English. Even in that short time, Cheol-woo’s rifle pierced the two men’s foreheads.

He aimed at the boss and raised his fist to shoulder height. Then the room immediately became quiet.

“If we had waited a little longer, we would have gone inside. Huh!”

“If that were the case, no one would have been alive.”

To Cheol-woo’s words, who scoffed at his slow decision, he immediately responded. The fact that he kept his cool even after losing more than two-thirds of the guy he had with him was proof that he wasn’t a soldier at all.

“So why are you waiting for us?”

“Do you think I was waiting for you?”

“Do I have to explain every word with my mouth hurting?”

Cheol-woo slightly shook the muzzle he was aiming for. Rather than answering annoyingly, it was an expression that I would just shoot him.

“her! I have a quick temper. Yes, I admit it! We have been waiting for you.”

“Then let’s put down those guns and have a serious conversation.”

“Isn’t this too rude to guests?”

“Whether you are a guest or not is a matter to be decided after conversation. Go back if you don’t like it. For now, I’ll give you a life!”

How many negotiators in the world can beat a talkative guy with a gun? Anyway, there was no such person here.

“FSB?”

“exactly! Call me Viktor Volkov (Виктор Волков) from the Russian Federal Security Service!”

A man with short silver hair introduced himself. The slightly reddish skin of his face made his silver eyebrows stand out.

The FSB was the successor of the KGB (National Security Council). As the current head of Russia was a former FSB security officer, their prestige was comparable to that of the former Soviet KGB.

“So, why is the FSB looking for me?”

Cheol-woo let out a strange smile and looked him up and down. Behind him, two reliable men stood silently with guns.

Janggien and his gang were outside disposing of the corpses along with the surviving Russian soldiers. As a result of the 0-14 wounded battle, the youngsters in Hong Kong were stingy.

“Give us the suit and mechanic!”

“That means you didn’t have a direct connection with the Red Mafia. This is kinda fun… Huh!”

Cheol-woo looked at him with curious eyes. The more customers, the better.

“Don’t compare us to those rotten bastards. The bugs that are devouring the very foundations of our country will soon be cleared up.”

“What do I do with this, I think you and them are both idiots.”

“what!”

Victor was furious at his words. He hated the Red Mafia so much that he didn’t hide his insulted expression.

“Hey, Bity (Витя)!”

“Do not call me by my nickname!”

“There was a guy I knew with a similar name. They say that’s a Latin name…”

Victor looked at him with puzzled eyes. He had no idea what he was trying to say.

“The FSB is also pure-blooded. But can I trust someone with a Latin name like you?”

Any organization that handles information is the same. Of course, the Korean National Intelligence Service was also in the same place.

It was only after digging into distant ancestors that he could enter an important position. So, at first glance, there was no chance for a guy who smelled Latino to get promoted.

Even if it was a fake name, there was no reason to use such a name. Whatever it was, it had a story to tell.

“…are you from our family too?”

“Well, it depends on what kind of answer you get. Huh!”

He was already caught up in Cheol-woo’s pace. The odds of winning the half-failed gambling board were slim.

“Right! I have an enemy at the FSB, but this job was commissioned elsewhere.”

“I hope that other place has a lot of money.”

Cheol-woo put his feet on the wooden box and leaned back. It was an expression of regret that he had no reason to be anxious because he was the other person.

“Don’t worry about that!”

“like! Look at the Oligarchs.”

“…After all, you are our family. But how do you make SSO so easy…”

Watching Chul-woo spit out the result when he put in just one clue like a vending machine, Victor was convinced. That he’s from somewhere like the FSB or the CIA…

Oligarch, a new rich man in Russia, approached him and sponsored him, who was fussing over his identity. Then he ordered that he bring a suit at any cost.