Mercenary System: I can increase innate potential !-Chapter 179: Operation sauvatege gets underway!

There, two helicopters were waiting for them, engines on and blades turning slowly. The pilots, already seated, beckoned them to hurry.

As Maxime and his men climbed into the helicopters, one of the pilots, a man in his thirties wearing a helmet with a microphone, turned around briefly.

He raised an eyebrow at Maxime, his clear voice piercing the noise of the rotors.

"So, you’re the famous Captain Valdreuve? The one who makes the Dravaks tremble, eh?"

Maxime, sitting by the open door, quickly fastened his belt before answering with a smirk.

"Looks like rumors are spreading fast."

Some of the Saber-toothed Tigers followed Maxime and began to strap in too, while others went into the second helicopter.

The second pilot heard his colleague’s words through his helmet.

She was a sharp-eyed woman, and as she adjusted the helicopter’s controls she said:

"Hey Gérard, tell the little chief that he’d better be as impressive as he says, because those birds are important to us."

Gérard, the first pilot, heard his colleague’s words and passed on the message with a smile.

Maxime nodded with a serious look on his face.

He approached Gérard and spoke into his microphone so that the second pilot could hear him.

"Get us there, and I promise we’ll get you and your choppers back in one piece."

Gérard continued to smile broadly at Maxime’s words.

At the same time, he began to make himself comfortable in the pilot’s seat while operating various buttons.

"I like that kind of assurance, Captain."

As he said this, the helicopter’s propellers began to turn faster.

"This is Helicopters Zelta-1 and Zelta-2 to Command Center, requesting immediate takeoff for rescue mission."

In less than a second, the response echoed through loudspeakers in both helicopters.

"Command Center for Zelta-1 and Zelta-2, you are cleared for takeoff. Over and out."

But strangely enough, the channel was not cut.

And indeed, a few seconds later another voice echoed through the loudspeakers.

"This is Commander Kavasta. We’re counting on you, go save Captain Orvari and our boys from the second regiment. Over and out."

This time, the channel cut out completely.

As soon as the transmission was over, Gerard burst out laughing out of sheer happiness and excitement.

"HAHAHAHA, you hear that Catherine? Commander Kavasta himself has spoken to us!"

Maxime said nothing, it was understandable that having direct orders from the highest-ranking person on the battlefield could be very exciting for them.

Not to mention that this commander wasn’t just anyone, he was one of the greatest geniuses born in the Western Federation in recent years.

Maxime had even heard that the commander had his picture on the covers of some well-known newspapers.

"Yeah I heard that, Gérard." commented Catherine in the second helicopter, as she also pressed various buttons to start her chopper.

"Oh fuck, my blood’s boiling over here!"

Gerard’s face began to turn red, so excited was he.

"Come on guys, hang on, we’re taking off in three, two, one..."

As Gérard’s countdown ended, the two helicopters began to take off.

But that was without counting a strange silhouette coming straight for the Zelta-1 helicopter.

Before anyone could comment, Dravus entered the helicopter on his own.

The helicopter tilted for a moment under Dravus’s heavy weight.

"Shit, a Dravak!?" exclaimed Gérard even more excitedly.

But completely ignoring the pilot, Dravus sat down opposite Maxime with displeasure.

"Chief, had you forgotten me?"

"I thought you were having sweet dreams, so I didn’t want to disturb you."

On the surface Maxime was joking, but in his mind, Dravus was too badly wounded to go out on the battlefield again.

And above all, he knew one way or another, if Dravus died on the battlefield, he’d really die.

With no possibility of resurrection.

So he didn’t want to risk losing such a precious asset.

Especially since when he returned to Eternity, he could bring Dravus along!

"That’s right yeah...Just so you know, Dravaks have a lot more ego than that, and above all we’re not afraid of death."

"Whether wounded, sick, sad or whatever, a Dravak will always go out on the battlefield and show what a scary race the Dravaks are."

As he said this, a cold air began to emanate from Dravus.

No one knew whether he was doing it on purpose or not.

"A temperamental child." Maxime thought, not realizing that he himself was similar to Dravus in this respect.

But the Sabertooth Tigers in the helicopter looked at Dravus seriously.

Andrew, Ernest, Laura, Tena and a few other Saber-Toothed Tigers all realized that they had just acquired a truly ferocious ally.

Just standing there, a terrifying pressure emanated from him.

Only Maxime, who was just as strong as Dravus, and who was his master thanks to the contract, didn’t feel that pressure.

"It’s my mistake. I’ll force you out of bed next time." Maxime apologized, teasing Dravus a little.

But Dravus still wasn’t happy.

"There won’t be a next time when I’m hurt this bad."

Maxime looked lightly at Dravus.

"I’ll wait and see."

As they talked, the helicopters were already high in the sky and had covered a great distance.

They soon reached the first combat zone.

Shots were being fired in all directions, as numerous soldiers and Dravaks fought hand-to-hand.

The helicopters were now flying over a veritable field of desolation. Down below, thousands of human and Dravak figures clashed with unprecedented brutality.

Explosions punctuated the screams of the men clashing on the ground.

The ground seemed to tremble under the intensity of the fighting.

Gerard let out a whistle as he observed the scene from his cockpit.

"Well, it’s a party down there. Zelta-2, have you ever seen such a mess?"

In the other helicopter, Catherine replied seriously:

"Concentrate, Gérard. The Dravaks aren’t here to have fun like you. If we hang around here, they’ll have our rotors before we have time to react."

Gérard nodded, tightening his hands on the controls. He turned slightly to Maxime and the soldiers in the back.

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"Hang on, guys. It’s going to shake."

"By the way, have you ever used a machine gun in flight?"

Ernest immediately volunteered in the Zelta-1 helicopter.

"Me, never. But I guess it’s like anything else: you point, you shoot, and you hope it hurts."

Gerard burst out laughing, but Andrew laid a hand on Ernest’s shoulder.

"We’re saving ammo, brother. Concentrate on the really troublesome Dravaks."

Then after a silent moment and seeing the disappointment on Ernest’s face, he laughed.

"Nah I’m just kidding, the helicopter’s full of ammo, bomb the fuckers. Oh, of course I don’t mean you Dravus when I say asshole."

Dravus, sitting calmly despite the shaking of the helicopter, didn’t care about Andrew’s teasing.

He crossed his arms and advised:

"You’d better target their commanders. If their leaders go down, the others will be disoriented."

Maxime nodded.

At the same time, he adjusted his helmet.

"Gérard, what frequency should we use to talk to as many people as possible in the vicinity?"

As he asked, Maxime had a very specific plan in mind.

"Put yourself on 31-7, you’ll get everyone."

"Great, thanks."

Maxime quickly placed himself on this frequency.

For the moment, the frequency was silent, so it was perfect.

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"Hello everyone, this is Maxime of the Saber-Toothed Tigers."

Down below, it was total chaos.

The three captains were giving orders with some anxiety.

They were in a total stalemate with the Dravaks, and they knew that if none of them managed to break through, the second regiment would be wiped out!

It was at this moment that Maxime’s voice echoed through all the walkie-talkies of the third, fourth and fifth regiments.

"Is that the captain of the Saber-Toothed Tigers? I thought he was seriously wounded?"

"Haven’t the Saber-Toothed Tigers been out of action since the last mission?"

"What the hell are they doing here?"

...

The three captains wondered, as did those with walkie-talkies on them.

In other words, almost all the soldiers.

Instantly, everyone was aware that the Saber-Toothed Tigers were close by, but no one understood anything.

Especially since, in the middle of combat, they really didn’t have time to think about it.

"The commander has given us the mission of going to the rescue of the second regiment."

Maxime quietly dropped this information, which sent shockwaves through the soldiers of the three regiments.

Without waiting for anyone to react, Maxime continued to give information.

"Two helicopters, identification codes Zelta-1 and Zelta-2, will pass over zone E-4. My mercenaries and I are inside the helicopters."

"Please prevent the Dravaks from reaching us. Over."

Maxime was no idiot, and had quickly grasped the necessary wording when speaking via military radio waves.

The three regimental captains were surprised, but they were all veterans.

Since the commander had decided to send the Sabertooth Tigers to save the second regiment, that meant they had the best chance of saving the second regiment!

"Captain Ulysses of the Third Regiment, well received. We will assist you. Over and out."

"Captain Otaro of the fourth regiment, roger. We will assist you. Over and out."

"Captain Lena of the fifth regiment, roger. We will assist you. Over and out."

The voices of the three captains rang out on the chanel 31-7, and thus on all walkie-talkies.

They quickly began issuing various orders to protect the two helicopters from the Saber-toothed Tigers!

In just a few exchanges, an entire battlefield of tens of thousands of humans instantly changed targets.

Everyone converged on zone E-4 to protect the helicopters.

Within a very short space of time, numerous helicopters gathered around Zelta-1 and Zelta-2.