Battlefield Contract Worker

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He attacked several times in a row and failed to achieve results, which made Gusmoz's face extremely ugly. He is not a handsome boy himself, and his angry face is even more terrifying. "Damn it, who the **** is that? Two hours has beaten back so many of our attacks."

"Looking at their appearance, they can't be Iraqi government troops, nor Kurds." A subordinate whispered, "Those people can't fight like this group. To be honest, they can fight too well."

"Then who are they, the American special team? Or the British air crew?" Gusmuz paced back and forth.

"It's impossible. If the Americans were surrounded for so long, their air support would have come long ago, and we couldn't hold their air gunboats." A mercenary said, "They also seem to be mercenaries. It is very likely that Or big military companies. Why do we have to kill them?"

"Are you stupid? These people are coming for us, they already know we are here. Now the road to evacuation has been blocked by the Iraqi coalition. If they don't get rid of them, tomorrow or the day after, maybe longer. We will It was served with a pot, you know, even with a pot." Gusmuz said loudly.

"Then why don't we evacuate here?"

"Do you think I don't want to? But now the Iraqi coalition has blocked the evacuation road. Do you know how many people they have and what equipment? We are courting death by forcing their blockade. The only way is to stay in this village and pretend to be here. Residents. They think it's a Kurdish village and won't search here." Gusmez said impatiently, "But because of these people, our hiding plan is going to be ruined. Unless we take them down and end the fight."

"Can we get the guys in town out to help?"

"Are you a pig's brain? The coalition forces have already reached Mosul, and those extremists are too busy to take care of themselves. You think they can help, even if they can help me, I don't need them. At this time, what we need most is to be with them. Let go." Gusmuz paced back and forth. "How many of us are there?"

"More than fifty people." The mercenary whispered.

"Count all the drivers of the transport team, and count all the men who can hold weapons! Desperate to take down the gang on the opposite side for me." Gusmuz said viciously.

"The driver of the transport team is also on board?" The mercenary frowned.

"We are mercenaries, not a logistics and transportation company. Trafficking supplies to those extremists is only part of the business, and who the **** stipulates that drivers don't have to fight?" Gusmez growled.

"Yes, boss, I'll arrange it right away." The mercenary didn't dare to say anything, turned around and walked out.

Gusmuz still kicked the chair irritably, "What a bastard, nothing is going well during this time."

Lin Rui was greeting the other team members, "Let's retreat, we can't hold it here anymore, we have to go into the town. By the way, clean the battlefield and pick up all the things that are useful to us. Our ammunition is tight and must be replenished at any time. Hey, don't move this corpse." He stopped Sergey from turning the corpse on the ground. "Okay." Sergey shrugged.

"Okay, let's all retreat and go to the town." Lin Rui patted their shoulders. "We've beaten them back, but they'll come again soon. We have to be prepared, sleep and rest is probably not enough, but at least we can eat something, go to the toilet, etc."

His words caused a burst of laughter, which can only be used as temporary relief in difficult circumstances. They all knew Lin Rui's intentions and the heaviness in his eyes. Masaki said in a low voice, "It's five o'clock now, it will be dark soon, and their advantage will be lost. Once it is dark, our chance will come."

"I need to contact Cobain." Lin Rui took the communication headset from Jiangan's hand.

"Here I am, Captain Rick. I heard you've had an accident. How's it going? You sound terrible." Cobain whispered.

"The situation is very bad. We are surrounded by Gusmez's mercenary force. We are barely holding on at the moment, we will have to hold on until dark to have a chance, but for now, I am afraid it is difficult. Can you help me figure out Is there any way to reduce the pressure?" Lin Rui whispered.

"I'm afraid this is very difficult. Our people rarely operate in Iraq. And the US military has made it clear that they seem to have no connection with this mission, so they will not provide any assistance." Cobain said with some difficulty.

"Okay, then go burn incense and worship Buddha. Or you can pray for us." Lin Rui sighed.

"I'm sorry Captain, I can try to think of something, but it may not work." Cobain gritted his teeth.

"I understand, really, Cobain, I know you are not omnipotent. We all have limitations." Lin Rui whispered, "That's it, it's over."

He turned off the communication and was in a daze. He also knew that in such a situation, Cobain alone would not be able to provide any help. Even if we can mobilize people from other places to come to help, we won't be able to come until tomorrow. This is Iraq after all, not Africa.

Lincoln came over and said in a low voice, "We have already shrunk our defense lines and adopted elastic defense. We have placed our personnel in the middle of the town, which is very close to the residential area in the southwest corner of the town. If this is not possible, we can still retreat into the residential area. . Use the complex terrain to deal with them. It only takes two hours and it will be dark."

Lin Rui nodded, "How about the casualties?"

"Two people died over there," Lincoln whispered.

"I have to add that black man who died beside me. He got a headshot, at least he didn't suffer too much." Lin Rui whispered ~www.readwn.com~ I haven't come to remember his name. "

"His name is Riley, he's English, he's twenty-five years old. I remember each of them, and I personally picked them into Group B." Lincoln whispered.

Lin Rui was silent for a while, "Later, let your people take charge of the flanks, and hand over the main attack direction to our group a."

"There's no need for that. Because we know what we'll be up against since we've been down this road," Lincoln whispered.

"This is an order, and the time they joined is too short. It's not suitable for such a battle." Lin Rui looked at him and said.

"But everyone has to adapt, because the phrase "survival of the fittest" applies to mercenaries, too," Lincoln whispered. "You've done enough. It's not your responsibility, it's our destiny. We We have all seen blood and life and death. So no matter what the ultimate fate is, we can accept it calmly."

Lin Rui didn't say anything, just pressed bullets one by one in the magazine.