Chapter 825 - 764: Raid on the Hospital

"They're killing the medical staff..."

Not far from the hospital, Ferrari put down the binoculars.

"We need to come up with a plan."

"Let me think..."

Song Heping furrowed his brow.

This situation was the last thing he wanted to see.

He glanced at his watch and said, "We have no choice. They've definitely called for backup. If they can get their fake UN identities, they'll be able to mobilize the UN Peacekeeping Forces for support. Fighting against those blue helmets is not what I want..."

Gunshots continued from the direction of the hospital.

Inside, the "Satan" Mercenary Group members were killing every medical personnel attempting to escape.

Although Song Heping wasn't a saint, he didn't want innocent people to be dragged into this.

If we attack now, the people inside will likely get caught in the crossfire.

"Old squad leader!"

Jiang Feng rushed over, pointing to the right side, and said, "Several medical staff have run out and are here now. Do you want to see them?"

"Let's go and see them."

Song Heping immediately followed Jiang Feng to the small grove on the right side of the hospital and saw several panicked doctors and nurses.

"This is Lucius, he claims to be the director of the hospital."

"Mr. Lucius, hello."

Song Heping was polite but didn't waste time, quickly getting to the point.

"If you want your colleagues to die less, you must honestly answer my questions now."

"Okay! Okay! Who are you people?"

Lucius examined the mercenary-looking men in front of him, trying to discern who was good and who was bad.

Those people inside driving UN armored vehicles and claiming to be UN members were killing his staff indiscriminately, while these mercenary-looking people in front of him hadn't fired at him but communicated politely.

"We are the people those inside want to kill. To explain, those people you saw aren't UN members; they're imposters, understand? Now, I need to get inside and eliminate them, and I can save your colleagues. If you could provide a rough layout of the hospital, it would make things easier for me."

Song Heping didn't waste time and stated his purpose directly.

I'm here to kill those inside.

And those people inside aren't UN members, rest assured.

The message had been conveyed.

Lucius understood.

He nodded continuously.

If leading Song Heping and his people inside to kill UN members, Lucius still had some psychological barriers.

But if the people inside were imposters, it was different, with no psychological burden at all.

"Imposters..."

Lucius's anger instantly surfaced on his face.

"I knew it. These people came in pointing guns at us, demanding we treat their wounded. UN troops would never do that!"

"Save your anger. Your colleagues are in grave danger, and only I can help you."

Song Heping pointed to the sand on the ground.

"Draw a rough floor plan on it. Can you do it?"

Lucius nodded continuously: "Of course! I was here when the hospital was built; I was in charge of supervision!"

With that, he squatted down and picked up a twig, while Jiang Feng immediately illuminated the ground with his tactical flashlight.

Lucius didn't seem to be lying.

In less than five minutes, he had drawn a rough layout of the hospital.

More impressively, he had marked the approximate positions where Captain Charles and his subordinates were hiding.

"Good! Good!"

Song Heping, looking at the map, gave a thumbs-up in satisfaction.

"Well done!"

"Disaster Star! Collins, all of you come over!"

Soon, aside from Queen and Hunter, the two snipers overseeing the hospital from different positions, everyone else was there.

"Let's keep this brief, look at the ground."

Song Heping pointed to the layout on the ground with a twig.

"Here's the hospital layout. Besides the main and rear doors, there's actually an inconspicuous side door. Those folks just escaped through this hidden side door. I suspect even Charles hasn't noticed it."

With that, he pointed to the hospital's main entrance.

"Disaster Star, you, Hunter, Antonov, and Nura will feign an attack on the front entrance. When I say feign an attack, I don't mean a full assault; just show a strong enough firepower to suppress them. Aim at the 'Satan' mercenaries near the front door as much as possible, try not to hit any medical staff."

"White Bear, you and your spouse will watch the rear door. No need to shoot. Just use sniper rifles and light machine guns to block the rear door, not letting them escape in the chaos. If medical staff rush out together, White Bear, don't fire recklessly. Let Queen snipe them, understood?"

"What about me?"

Jiang Feng was impatient on the side.

Everyone had a task, but it seemed he, Collins, and Klein were still without tasks.

"Why rush? You three are the main act, you'll go in with me through the side door. After entering from the side door, there's a small spiral staircase leading upstairs. Jiang Feng, you and Klein will go up; I'll go with Collins on the first floor. You attack down from the third floor, we'll attack up from the first floor to the second floor, and meet on the second floor."

"No problem!"

Jiang Feng, now assigned a task, was instantly energized.

"What about us? Surely we won't be idle?"

Ferrari pointed to himself and Henry.

"And old Henry, this rare outing, surely he won't just watch the battle here idle."

"What are you two trying to do?! One's an intelligence officer, the other's in administration and finance. Do you want to charge?"

Song Heping couldn't help but laugh.

He pointed to those UN armored vehicles.

"Don't worry, I won't let you be idle. See those vehicles?"

"Hmm? I see them." Ferrari turned to take a look, "Are you suggesting we drive them and crash through the gate?"

"Of course not, do you think they don't have a single anti-armor weapon on hand? If they do, you'd end up in the sky."

Song Heping said, "The vehicles have tear gas launchers; all Peacekeeping Forces vehicles have them. Can you handle this?"

Ferrari's eyes lit up, seemingly guessing Song Heping's plan: "Of course! Do you think I'm just a finance guy?"

Song Heping asked, "Henry, can you handle this?"

"I'm from an intelligence field department, okay!" Henry, in his pure British accent, said, "You've underestimated our British intelligence department!"

Song Heping said, "Good. If you understand, there's no need for me to explain. Later, you'll fire tear gas into the hospital—more is better. Keep firing until you're out. Cover every floor with tear gas. Got it?"

"What if they have gas masks?" Jiang Feng was somewhat worried.

Song Heping pointed to the armored vehicles.

"Didn't you see the pile of gas masks inside those vehicles? These guys probably didn't think they'd need them in the hospital, so they left them all in the cars. This is their fatal mistake."

"Great! So what are we waiting for?!"

Jiang Feng felt now ready.

"Let's get started!"