Mercenary's War

With the new hostage, Gao Yang was still extremely nervous because he didn’t know what the leather headgear’s next move would be.

Would they attack from multiple directions at once? Or continue the assault from the entrance, or have a sniper shoot from a place he couldn’t see? Gao Yang didn’t know, so he could only take all the measures he knew of to prevent these.

To prevent a sniper attack, he had to move in small, random, and constant patterns, always ensuring he stayed under the cover of the vehicle and ready to open fire to control those who might fall.

The doctor and nurse got out of the car. The English-speaking nurse, trembling and teary-eyed, said, "Yes, sir."

Gao Yang, moving back and forth neurotically, dodging left and right non-stop, said urgently, "How is my comrade?"

"He’s still in danger, but there won’t be a problem for now. As long as we connect his blood vessels and transfuse blood, he’ll be okay."

Gao Yang whispered, "Very good, very good. Tell the doctor to go and collect the guns from those people for me, then you can leave." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

After saying this, Gao Yang shouted at the six people lying on the ground, "Let me see your hands. If anyone moves, I’ll have no choice but to shoot him. Now, inform your commander that the hostages are going out, so your people better be careful."

At this moment, the blood-covered doctor, holding his hands up, suddenly said a few words, then the nurse immediately translated, "The doctor’s hearing isn’t clear. He said he hopes you’ll allow him to treat these wounded people. One person is bleeding rapidly, and if he loses too much blood, he will die."

This doctor truly had morals and courage. Gao Yang couldn’t help but glance sideways before shouting, "Okay, I permit him to do so, but he must first bring me the guns!"

After saying this, Gao Yang spoke to one of the wounded special forces members, "Is there no response from your side? Damn it, tell me what the answer is!"

A special forces member replied helplessly, "You haven’t asked any questions or made any requests, so what are we supposed to respond to?"

Gao Yang paused for a moment, then said, "Tell them not to attack, no tricks, or you’ll all be dead. They can hear me, right?"

"Yes, they can hear you."

Gao Yang whistled, saying, "None of you move, let the doctor take your weapons, then you can get medical treatment. Trust me, his medical skills are quite excellent!"

Gao Yang nodded, saying, "Let the doctor approach from their rear. If he stands in front of someone, blocking my view, I will shoot. Tell him to go ahead."

The nurse translated, and the doctor walked behind the many special forces members, glanced outside first, then picked up a rifle in one hand, circled from the side, and placed it on the car hood in front of Gao Yang.

"Put it where I can reach it, butt facing me, and the magazines. Take a few magazines from their bodies for me, quickly."

The doctor did as Gao Yang instructed. He pulled out four rifle magazines from those people, then gradually brought all the remaining guns to Gao Yang, and immediately got a first aid kit from the ambulance, running to the most severely injured special forces member.

Now, Gao Yang not only had six more hostages, but also acquired two submachine guns and two automatic rifles.

Gao Yang holstered the handgun at his back, dragged over a rifle, checked to see the bolt was open, and immediately raised the rifle.

Although it was the Italian forces, the leather headgear used M4 rifles, and now, with a rifle in hand, Gao Yang felt much more secure.

The doctor crouched and inspected the leg wound of the fastest bleeding person, then shouted immediately, "I need you to help me, quickly."

One nurse hesitated, while the other slowly walked over.

At this moment, Gao Yang shouted, "You can leave now, I’m letting you go."

The doctor looked up at Gao Yang and shook his head, saying, "No, I can’t leave."

Gao Yang exhaled, saying, "Alright, then I assure you, as long as you don’t do anything foolish, I won’t harm you. Also, if anyone wants to leave, just tell me and you can go."

After speaking to the doctor, Gao Yang addressed the leather headgear member he had been talking to, saying, "Your people are receiving aid. Now, tell your commander to immediately withdraw the snipers outside, immediately!"

"Impossible. Would it matter if I said anything?"

Gao Yang, slightly impatient, said, "I’m running out of patience. I want to negotiate. Let me talk directly with the commander here. I’m running out of patience!"

After speaking, a sudden idea struck Gao Yang. He initially intended to use negotiation to buy time, but now he had a new idea, so he immediately said, "No, I’ve changed my mind. Let that negotiation expert come back. I guarantee his safety!"

Gao Yang drew his handgun with his left hand, placing the rifle on the car hood in front of him.

Gao Yang put down the hard-earned rifle because he needed to make a call.

Taking out the phone, he dialed Yarebin, crouched behind the car, and said urgently, "I’m still alive. Quickly, tell me, are those rockets still there? You know what I mean."

"Yes!"

Yarebin swiftly answered and then asked urgently, "What’s your situation?"

Gao Yang stood up again, moved a few times, and said urgently, "I’ve captured six leather-headgears, but I didn’t kill them; now they’re my hostages. Listen, the Italian Government is losing control, and it seems there are many journalists here. You can threaten them with those rockets..."

"I understand, no need to say more. I’ll handle it immediately!"

Gao Yang whispered urgently, "No, no, don’t rush. Listen, don’t just contact the Italian Government, contact the journalists too, as many as possible. They can’t control all the media. Tell them what we have. You know how to negotiate, but don’t forget to involve journalists, only they can truly stir things up."

Yarebin immediately said, "I know what to do, be careful of the snipers, buy time, it’ll be quick."

Gao Yang whispered, "Think about where the rockets came from! Find a scapegoat!"

Yarebin responded without hesitation, "CIA!"

The implication of Gao Yang was for Yarebin to find a scapegoat. Although this might not be effective, it’s better to muddle the waters by using a scapegoat than directly implicating Grand Ivan and the KGB who provided the VX rockets. After all, one must be true to friends.

With one sentence, the CIA was set up as the scapegoat, because VX is indeed commonly used by Americans, calling it a mudslide up the pants; in short, throw the dirt over first.

This time, there’s hope. Gao Yang needed to ensure that under no circumstances could he be shot dead before the Black Demons acted.