In fact, these irregular soldiers would secretly hide a white cloth or other white things on their bodies, just to use in case they lost the battle.

Because they are not regular soldiers, they do not have their own political positions and beliefs, they only serve as soldiers to make a living, and when there is no hope of victory, they cannot put their lives in vain.

Ouyang Fei smiled, in this way, this mission has basically been settled.

Sure enough, the gunfire in the mountains soon stopped completely, and a captain's report sounded in the headset, "Mother worm, the remnants of the defenders of about 100 people have all laid down their weapons and surrendered, please instruct, over." ”

Duan Chunrong's voice also seemed very happy, "Very good, collect all their weapons, let them go down the mountain, and immediately build a defensive position according to Plan A, the sniper team and the fire support team quickly move to the position, and the command groups of each squad will join their respective squads as soon as possible." ”

They are mercenaries, not executioners, and killing people in a war is never the main purpose, their purpose is always just to complete the task, and it is understandable to kill people in order to complete the task.

But when the other side will no longer be an obstacle to their mission, they will not slaughter as they did in the national war.

According to the logic of mercenaries, if you kill more people and you don't make any money, why do you need to kill people? You have to pay for the bullets yourself!

So since these defenders surrendered, Duan Chunrong naturally chose to let them go, of course, it was impossible for them to take away the weapons and equipment, after all, in addition to ensuring their own safety and avoiding being shot by others, it was also their spoils of war.

Bring these weapons and equipment back to the regiment, and the regiment will naturally recycle them, just like a scrap yard dedicated to collecting scraps, and the recovered money will be distributed to the mercenaries who participated in the war.

Although they don't look down on these weapons, those free mercenaries in Africa and the Middle East are treasured! A shot of AK can be sold for $300 to $800 on the black market.

The Type 56 submachine gun is extremely popular in the international arena and is very out of stock, and when the black market is at its craziest, it can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars.

There are more than 200 AKs here, and there are not many 56 shots, only more than 10 strokes, all of which are used by those leaders.

But the rags in the eyes of this pile of mercenaries can be exchanged for hundreds of thousands of dollars after recycling, and each person can divide thousands of dollars!

After listening to Duan Chunrong's words, Ouyang Fei stood up and stretched, moved his body, Zou Lin also did a few chest expansion exercises, and said with a smile: "After lying on the stomach for a few hours, it's finally over, tens of thousands of dollars, this is it." ”

Ouyang Fei smiled and nodded, although he still had to hold his position and pick up Minden's people to station, but this was just a little problem.

You must know that it is always more difficult to attack than to defend, and besides, the two anti-aircraft machine guns on the position have not been moved! Being useless in the hands of Ba Song's motley army does not mean that it is useless in their hands.

Therefore, now it is basically certain that the commission is already in their pocket, Ouyang Fei moved his body for a while, bowed down and lifted his sniper rifle, carried it on his back, and said to Zou Lin: "Let's go! ”

More than half an hour later, all the mercenaries who participated in the battle gathered near the entrance of the mine, and the remnants of the Ba Song army were driven away and headed along the road in the direction of Chiang Rai Province.

Of course, the positions they build are not as modest or ordinary as those ragtag armies, and the defensive positions built by the mercenaries are more practical and flexible, which can better play to their advantages.

After more than an hour, the vicinity of the mine was basically calm, and Duan Chunrong began to count the casualties of each team.

The result was very gratifying, no one was killed, only seven, six lightly wounded, one seriously, the seriously wounded man was shot in the thigh, the bullet was embedded in the bone, and the bone was also broken.

With such an injury, it is basically possible to declare retirement, and although there are not no disabilities among the mercenaries, there will be no cripples in all types of disabilities.

After all, physical fitness, cross-country ability, and running speed are the basic conditions for being a soldier, and the cripple is obviously unable to become a qualified mercenary.

It's just that lame leg is already the best result of this kind of injury, if the nerve in the leg is injured, then the leg is completely useless.

Like Chen Da, the No. 2 assaulter of the Shenzi No. 9 squad, his left little thumb and middle finger were broken, so his code name was Eight Fingers.

The ten fingers of both palms are missing more than 10% and less than 30%, which is a ninth-grade disability, but Chen Da's disability does not affect his strength, although he only has three fingers left in his left hand, his strength is stronger than that of ordinary people, and the three fingers are stronger than the grasp of five fingers of normal people.

Duan Chunrong comforted the seriously injured mercenary, and took the lead in deciding to donate 20% of the income from this mission to him.

As soon as Duan Chunrong made this move, he immediately gained a lot of goodwill, and others also expressed their willingness to donate a certain percentage of their income, and finally all the combatants decided to donate to let the seriously injured brother retire with peace of mind.

When he returned to the group, in addition to the commission income of this mission, the rewards and subsidies in the group, he could also get a large amount of extra money, so that even if he retired, he could spend the rest of his life comfortably when he returned to China.

The mercenary was moved to tears, and thanked Duan Chunrong and his brothers again and again, originally thought that he would be so wasted in his life, but he didn't expect it to end like this, he could be a multimillionaire after becoming a cripple, it was worth it.

......

Han Zhifeng Mercenary Group Camp, Battle Conference Room, Liu Bin monitored the process of this battle throughout the whole process, and when the dust settled, a smile appeared on his majestic face, and he reached out to hold the communicator in front of him and pressed the call button.

"Brothers, congratulations, the task has been carried out here, basically more than half of it has been completed, everyone must be vigilant to prevent Ba Song from counterattacking, I will prepare a celebration wine in the regiment and wait for you to come back, over." ”

The mercenaries actually heard Regiment Leader Liu's voice on the public channel, and couldn't help but be surprised, it turned out that Regiment Commander Liu had been paying attention to this mission?

Then came Duan Chunrong's cheerful voice, "Thank you for your concern, this mission can go so smoothly, and it is inseparable from Captain Liu's strong support, it's over." ”

"Okay mother worm, there is no need to say these clichés, our regiment is not interested in this, this mission depends on your command and proper arrangement, the first credit is yours, no one can snatch it, it's over." ”

No one raised any objections to Captain Liu's words, Duan Chunrong grinned, and then Captain Liu asked him to arrange the following things, and ended the call.

"Brothers, it's time for us to move the gold, do you smell the gold?"

"Coax"

"Hahahaha......"

No one noticed that when everyone was excited, Ouyang Fei was standing on the side of the entrance of the mine, staring at the depths of the mine with a glimmer of light with a frown.

He muttered to himself in a low voice, "I don't know if it smells of gold, but I smell it...... The smell of death ......"

And Ouyang Fei himself didn't know that the blue amulet given by the third uncle of Laoshan Taoist Wang from the bank was emitting a faint yellow light, flickering and dimming.