Battlefield Contract Worker

Chapter 1269: bloody wind

Over the next few days, the situation in Turimo took a dramatic turn. General Walman voluntarily gave up his old nest, but ran for 300 kilometers, occupying the key point of north-south traffic, area 72. After several successive battles, the Armed Forces of the Society were powerless to attack General Wolman's forces.

Even the rear troops of the Secret Society were once rear-ended by General Woohrman's leading troops on the road. The two sides exchanged fiercely, and the several large trucks accompanying them were all intercepted by General Woohrman's men. After several battles, the situation changed suddenly, and the offensive and defensive trends began to change hands.

This troop was fighting after long-distance raids all day long, and then long-distance raids after the war, and was very tired. However, the tenacious physical fitness and adaptability of these black soldiers to the surrounding environment far surpassed others. Not to mention that there are vehicles, guns and maneuvering, even with bare feet, these black guys can use their iron feet to throw away the pursuers behind them.

However, what kind of mobile guerrilla operations are they, they are all bandits and rogues, and their military discipline is extremely poor. Fortunately, General Wollman was still able to control the situation. Although all the troops were loose, they did not collapse. He roamed several areas one after another, fled and fled, and looted everywhere if he lacked. Lin Rui understood what a real warlord is in this world.

Originally, they were going to continue the march, and they continued to go around in circles with these pursuers of the secret society. But it turned out that it was pouring rain from the beginning of the morning, and Lin Rui followed Walman's guards into a nearby small town. But the rest of the soldiers had no rain gear and were drenched like chickens.

Crazy Horse touched Lin Rui's side in the rain and said, "Rick, we can't do this. It's been almost three days with the gang of people from the secret society. Why don't we stop here for a day and take a break? "

"Let's see what our employer means, he's leaving, can we still follow? In Sergei's words, this shiny black bald head is worth six million. How can we not let this money go to waste? Now." Lin Rui wiped the rain on his face.

Wollman still ordered a temporary rest in this town, but this rest gave the secret society time to catch up with them.

At eight o'clock in the evening, a bright sky was suddenly pulled out by hundreds of eye-catching ballistics in the dim sky, and the earth trembled violently with the deafening cannon sounds.

"Bazooka!" shouted one of the guards. The explosion soon unfolded nearby, sending the soldiers into chaos. Lin Rui kept his mouth open as much as possible, so as not to be deafened by the huge roar. "Protect the target!" roared Crazy Horse.

Fortunately, the secret society's troops did not have many rocket launchers. And they are all old-fashioned gun trucks. After several vehicles have fired once, they have to stop to reload.

However, under the cover of armed pickups, the soldiers of the secret society rushed into the town like a tide. Wherever they passed, the surrounding walls and barriers were all destroyed by artillery fire.

Fierce street fighting began. General Wallman's defenders have defended every street and every house in the city, relying on the location. In this small town, the flames of war are still in full swing, with the sound of gunfire and hand-to-hand combat everywhere. The corpses piled up in the streets, and the blood plasma slowly flowed under the scorching sun, and then solidified. The whole town seemed to be covered with a red carpet, and the battle was ferocious.

Under the cover of armed vehicles, the soldiers of the secret society entered the urban area from the west of the city. Since then, they have been caught in a fierce battle. Take it down.

The first group of vanguards who rushed in suffered more than half of their casualties on the spot, and then began to replenish them continuously. By the time the troops hit the city center the next day, their casualties had exceeded 500. Conan has rushed to the front desperately, personally directing the troops to approach inch by inch.

On Walman's side, General Walman was bald, with his arms open, sweat like a steaming pot, eyes like fire, holding a scalded semi-automatic rifle in his hand, pointing at any target that appeared in front of him He shouted hoarsely, "Knock them out!" His throat was hoarse, his lips were chapped, and his whole body was stained with blood.

A few hours later, the people of the secret society finally crossed the center of the town and began to attack the Wollman armed forces on the east side. But all three attacks were called back. From this point of view, General Wollman's people can be considered a bit capable, and he has not spent so much money in vain.

Many street corners and windows in the darkness spit out the flames of heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and submachine guns at the same time. The bullets made the attackers jump around, and the streets immediately looked like a slaughterhouse. This is an unexpected encounter, and no one can afford to lose. The fighting continued until dawn.

At dawn, the secret society's pursuers, who had suffered more than half of their casualties, were completely contained. Wollman ordered to withdraw from the battle immediately before the Armed Forces of the Secret Society had recovered, and they slowly left in the afterglow of the bleak sunset.

In the scorching summer wind in Africa, the smell of blood outside the city is much lighter and purer than the blood in the urban area. Perhaps this is the reason why some black soldiers suddenly squatted on the ground and burst into tears. . General Wollman was the one who would never allow this to happen, and his gendarmerie beat all the soldiers left behind with batons, forcing them to keep running. "If you want to live, you have to stand up and keep moving!"

Lin Rui looked at all this coldly~www.readwn.com~ He had encountered more dangerous scenes before, but this time it should be the bloodiest scene in his memory so far. He was holding a half cigarette while pressing the bullet in the empty magazine. He hasn't slept for a long time, and it's hard to fall asleep after people get too excited.

"This time Wollman's loss is not small. At the corner, there must be at least a hundred left, with blood all over the place, and the corpses are layered on top of each other." Jiangan whispered beside Lin Rui.

"It's not bad. We found this small city when it was raining. If we encountered it outside, the loss would be even greater." Lin Rui spit out the cigarette **** in his mouth.

Crazy Horse nodded, "But this encounter may not be a bad thing. After this battle, the secret society's pursuit troops were also severely damaged. On the other hand, the pressure we will encounter in the future will be much less. By the way, the actuary , what happened to Black Panther Gulei?"

"They are also fighting with those extremists, and they are in a slightly better position than us, but it may not be easy to get rid of them quickly." Jiangan shook his head and said, "So they will not join us for at least a week."

"That means, we have to continue to deal with the secret society for at least a week without the support of Black Panther Gulei." Lin Rui felt helpless.

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