Chapter 4 - Rescue (1/2)
The group arrived at the border of Ndebele Village in Zimbabwe by evening. They each prepared their weapons before heading out, with Cale and Major Baron in the vanguard.
Cale put a silencer on his customized Smith and Wesson Magnum 500. The typical Smith and Wesson Magnum 500 cannot be suppressed as there was no way to attach the suppressor, since it requires a threaded adapter for the muzzle. Second, the flashgap between cylinder and forcing cone allows a lot of hot gas to escape, which would keep the suppressor from being effective. But the one in his hands was something custom made with a threaded adapter making it possible for him to put a silencer.
He also told his squad to suppress their weapons so as to not allow the enemy to track them in case of possible crossfire. Cale knew that the only possible option to successfully save Major Murphey was to do it stealthily.
They silently headed towards where Major Murphey was last seen in the tracker. He called Saber and whispered an order while giving him a flare gun and a bag of enhanced M67 grenade. ”Go west and plant this little toys somewhere there.”
Saber disappeared and became one with the night.
Colonel Sanders heard them and felt a chill ran down his spine and goosebumps sprung over his body. He saw the wicked smile of Cale for half a second before it reverted back to his usual cold look.
After walking more than 500 meters ahead of them, Cale signaled the group to stop.
”Uriel, do you see that giant tree with a lot of leaves?” asked Cale as he pointed towards a tall and sturdy tree. It was a good vantage point for a sniper and the thick leaves of the tree will also hide the sniper from the eyes of the enemies. And with their specially made battle suit which can escape the prying eyes of their enemies' heat seeking equipments, then Uriel will be like an unstoppable grim reaper from afar.
Uriel saluted Cale and hastily climbed the tall tree.
After walking for another twenty minutes, they finally arrived at where Major Murphey was last seen. There they saw the dead bodies of the Eagle Reconnaissance squad members. All of them indeed died with only Murphey surviving by a stroke of luck.
”Warwolf, can you track Major Murphey's location?” Cale glanced at a middle age man whose long wavy hair was tied in a ponytail. His thick beard and aggressive appearance announced that this man should not to be trifled with.
Warwolf crouched and studied the messy grassland. After checking for less than a minute, he pointed towards a direction and said solemnly ”He is up ahead, but several dozen men are following him.”
Colonel Sanders glanced at Warwolf in admiration. To think that he was able to pinpoint the location on where Major Murphey escaped into by just looking at the messy grass. It was truly quite a useful skill in hunting and reconnaissance.
”Good! Warwolf, lead the way. Brothers, stay alert and focused.” Cale ordered silently.
They moved silently with Warwolf leading them. They scrutinized every corner they went through and after more than thirty minutes of walking the muddy grassland, they finally heard multiple suppressed gunshots.
”Bang! Bang! Bang!”
”Bang! Bang!”
The suppressed gunshots ceased moments after and Cale looked Warwolf.