King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 477 - 460 Command Mistake

The ’Fire Whip’ controlled by Lao Niu lashed fiercely onto the two approaching boats.

The bullet chain formed by firing at 6000 rounds per minute swept across the decks of both boats like a scythe.

Frankly, the 7.62 mm bullets were not very powerful, but the sense of inescapable despair was terrifying.

Two brave crew members who tried to retaliate with a mortar were instantly perforated with several large holes in their chests and abdomens when the ’scythe’ swept over them; then their upper bodies fell backward like wheat sheared by a scythe.

Just a single ’pass by,’ and there was no one left trying to retaliate on the two boats.

Lao Niu, grinning widely, loudly hailed the patrol boat driver to circle around and turned the boat to retrieve Poison Snake and the captured captain from the water.

Meanwhile, ’Potato’ Tony on the second patrol boat opened fire.

The lad didn’t choose the Fire God at the bow but instead controlled an M2 heavy machine gun on the side and unleashed a barrage of fire at the two aluminum boats.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Each bullet was like a grenade thrown onto the hull, creating small entry holes, but causing complete chaos inside the boat.

The 12.7 mm rounds were lethal to these types of boats, and Tony had only fired 200 rounds before both were thoroughly immobilized, beginning to show signs of sinking.

Lao Niu pulled up Team C’s guys onto the boat, and then, looking at Tony who was randomly firing the machine gun, he called out in frustration, "Don’t just fucking aim at the boats, move around, block the dock so no one can escape..."

The waterborne fight was overwhelmingly one-sided; military patrol boats simply weren’t in the same class as civilian vessels.

A pickup can carry a machine gun and fight anywhere, but if the pickup is destroyed, people can dismount and continue the fight; if a boat is damaged, then the only choice for the people is to jump into the water and surrender, because they have no capacity to retaliate in the river!

Under Lao Niu’s command, the two patrol boats established a crossfire blockade at the dock, but when it came time to actually shoot people, Lao Niu and Tony couldn’t go all out.

Because as the firefight ensued, villagers came running out of their homes as if their asses were on fire.

The dense sweep of the gun created chains of bullets that, once entering the village 50 meters away, would cause massive casualties.

Lao Niu had no choice but to signal Tony to lower their line of fire, dismantling the wooden dock with the precision of a meticulous demolition crew, inch by inch.

Team B and D, which were originally planned to attack the dock from the north and west respectively, became an impromptu peacekeeping force under the boss’s orders, loudly shouting the few phrases of the Sangho language they had hastily learned...

"We are P·B, evacuate north, we will protect you..."

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Chaos among a hundred people isn’t scary, but what’s terrifying is when that hundred includes a dozen armed individuals.

Sanderson watched a black man walk past him, holding an AK and firing a burst toward the dock, then slapped his P·B badge, gave a thumbs-up, and babbled on.

Just as Sanderson was about to explode, he felt several stray bullets coming from the direction of the dock into the village...

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Watching a woman get shot down, Sanderson snatched the gun from the black man’s hand, cursing loudly as he signaled Waters and the chainsaw to pick up the woman and carry her north, then kicked over a young guy with a gun, pointing north and bellowing, "Get the fuck over there, all of you..."

Swear words are pretty much the same all over the world; even if you don’t understand the specifics, you definitely know when someone is angry.

It was precisely because P·B was overwhelmingly dominant that Joe Ga requested protection for the villagers be maximized; normally in this chaos, several of the locals would need to be taken down.

The adversaries were simply too close, and those on the dock were intensely determined to fight.

’Capybara’ from Team D noticed two people quietly slipping into the water where the dock met the boats; he flicked a few weeping children with a thin branch urging them to run faster, then pressed his communicator and called out, "Someone’s in the water, two of them; I’m going after them, don’t hit me."

Last-minute changes to orders are a battlefield taboo. Joe Ga’s single directive to ’ensure their safety’ threw Teams B and D into confusion.

’Grey Wolf’ from Team D, who was hugged by a wailing woman, sighed as he glanced toward the boss, and while instructing ’Capybara’ to be careful, he took the unfortunate woman in his arms and started to sprint.

After reaching the northern side of the village, and confirming they were beyond enemy range, ’Grey Wolf’ dropped the woman onto the ground, then pressed his communicator and called out loudly, "D Team, start searching the village; those who haven’t run off should stay inside and not move."

Complaining about his sore behind from the woman’s grip, ’Grey Wolf’ muttered, "FUCK, this is a mess..."

Joe Ga once again proved that there were significant issues with his coordination and field command across multiple teams.

If everything had gone according to plan, the resistance on the dock would already be crushed by the enveloping attack.

But his last-minute improvisation left Teams B and D scrambling.

Joe Ga had never considered the villagers’ reaction beforehand, and since the others believed that following the plan would avoid the greatest losses, no one reminded Joe Ga of this oversight.

At the first sign of trouble, Joe Ga realized his mistake, proving that he was never fit to be an on-site commander, for his perspective differed from that of an actual field leader.

But his words carried too much authority, which meant that no one would ever contest his errors at such times.

Both Sanderson of Team B and Grey Wolf of Team D had the ability to make independent judgments, but even though they knew the orders would lead to serious chaos, they still chose to execute them without question.

This provided those at the dock with a moment’s respite, but just a moment—for the Chechens had run out of bullets...

Advancing swiftly, Joe Ga didn’t have a chance to consider his own problem before he took down a Chechen machine gunner hiding behind a stump with a single shot. Then, as he approached the dock area, he sprayed two Chechens sheltering behind sandbags with a burst of gunfire before switching his rifle for a pistol...

"Bang," a 10mm expanding bullet hit a guy in the head.

The relatively soft nature of the expanding bullet was like a chisel, viciously striking the bridge of the guy’s nose.

The tremendous impact caused a slight indentation and as the man’s nose bridge collapsed, the bullet struck his skull.

The enormous vibration and damage caused one of the poor devil’s eyeballs to fall out, dangling from his face on a sinewy blue-black muscle, shaking briefly before the man slumped to the ground motionless.

In total, there were just over a dozen mercenaries, who didn’t last long under the onslaught of Team A and the snipers.

With pistol in hand, Joe Ga quickly searched through the dockyard...

A few guys wounded by snipers were moaning softly. Joe Ga and Dorian rushed over, kicked away their weapons and gear, carefully assessed their conditions, and then began calling for the "medic" to come in.

Just as Joe Ga was about to signal to Dorian to board the ship together to check for survivors, a shadow emerged from behind him at the dock.

’Black Hand,’ raising his pistol to fire, had his upper body riddled with bullet holes before he could shoot...

Joe Ga felt several bullets whiz past him. He instinctively crouched down with Dorian and then turned to see ’Black Hand,’ still holding his pistol, slowly sink beneath the water.

The chaotic wounds all over the guy’s body indicated what had happened to him...

His left shoulder had been blown away by a 12.7mm large-caliber bullet.

A .338 Lapua Magnum bullet had hit his cheekbone, and because of the angle of impact, instead of creating a hole, it had created a gap in his skull.

As for his body, let’s not even mention it—the tactical vest on his chest didn’t have an inch left intact.

This was the fate of someone attempting to ambush a person covered by a team of snipers!

Team A: ’Devil Bird,’ ’Kitten,’ ’Owl’

Team B: ’Water Snake’

Team C: ’Xiao Luo’

Team D: ’Poison Dart’

Team E: ’Iceman,’ ’Water Ghost,’ ’Harelip,’ ’Saint’

Being targeted by ten snipers, wasn’t he just torn to pieces?

Joe Ga blinked and gave a thumbs up to the invisible snipers before checking if Jack Heinz was still alive. He heard a commotion from the water behind him...

The Bajau ’Capybara’ from Team D must have seen the unfortunate state of ’Black Hand.’ When he surfaced, he first frantically waved the arm with his patch, then carried a man who had been knocked unconscious out of the water...

After watching ’Capybara’ toss the captive down with an odd expression, salute, and head toward the village to regroup with Team D, Joe Ga crouched beside Jack, checked that the guy wasn’t dead yet, and said to Dorian, "Did I do something wrong?"

Dorian, holding his gun and watching two capsizing pickup boats, said indifferently, "Boss, we won, and nobody died. That means you did nothing wrong."

Joe Ga looked at the chaos in the village and said with a shake of his head and a chuckle, "How could I not be wrong?

Shit, we never had this problem when we operated on our own."

As Joe Ga glanced at the wounded prisoners on the dock, he pressed the communicator and said, "TC, bring along your former comrade; we need a doctor here.

Hemostat, are you busy...?"

’Hemostat,’ a bit irritably, replied, "Boss, there are wounded among the villagers; I’ve got to save their lives.

Sanderson has called for a helicopter; we need to transfer some of the critically injured to Sangha Town first."

Joe Ga looked at the messy scene at the dock and said helplessly, "Then call a few more helicopters. It’d be a pity if these guys died; we’ve got to take them to Sangha Town for a show."