Battlefield Contract Worker

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"Attention, those **** **** are here again! Three trucks, they used vehicles as cover, fifty meters - the biscuit lying in ambush issued a warning, signaling everyone to return immediately and stick to their positions - and The real surprise party has just begun...

The trouble came as plain and simple as usual. The screeching sound of several large trucks that were about to be scrapped reverberated throughout the highway. The o2 players are very familiar with the sound that means the danger of attacking. They quickly hid behind the cover beside them. The strange noise disappeared, followed by a disturbing silence.

"How is the situation?" Sergey said to the chief beside him. Seeing that the **** was unresponsive, he had to explain, "Raise your head and take a quick look around."

The chief glared at him, then glanced as he had said, then squatted lower behind cover. "Looks all safe. How's that russian, do you want to surf? Or do some Russian tap dancing."

"Of course, it's very safe. You haven't been blown up yet. Thousands of peach blossoms have bloomed." Sergey said with a wicked smile. Although this is not fair, he is always used to picking the guy he despises the most to make a joke. .

The chief fell under the cover and whispered, "It sounds like they have already arrived!"

"Don't be surprised, boy!" Sergey raised a finger and made a silent motion. The sound of heavy vehicles came from about twenty meters ahead. Looks like it's about time.

Sergey gave orders with gestures. Some fighters responded quickly. The Chief and Biscuit also patted their teammates and, of course, the sausages, and several of them had already begun to quickly pass through the bunker. Sergey grinned at the Chief, and the Chief didn't see anything funny about it. But he soon learned that Sergey had a remote-controlled detonator in his hand.

There was a violent explosion, and a truck was blown horizontally to the side of the road, and the blast of the explosion overturned a piece of it. Sausage smiled bitterly, "This is my last bit of dynamite."

But the teammates around him did not respond, only the sound of footsteps moving like a gust of wind. He stood up, the assault rifle rest resting comfortably on his shoulder, his fingers already on the trigger. The other players around him also stood up from their cover.

"Where are they?" The smoke of the explosion on the road had not yet dissipated, and Sergey couldn't see the figure on the opposite side, so he could only whisper.

"Two o'clock!" the chief whispered.

"They're going to charge!!! Fire, stop them!!!"

There was a thrashing of sprinting footsteps, and the mouth of the assault rifle burst into flames—magnificent sparks and deafening gunshots—that Sergey was all too familiar with. He moved at high speed, his sharp figure flashing through the chaotic and tangled flash of gunfire. The flames of the bullets pierced through the body armor of the mercenaries.

The mercenary was shot and fell, and then the figure disappeared. But someone on o2's side was also injured, the sausage was hit by a shot, and he was too eager to test the results of his bomb. Still a little too impulsive, too pre-exam, so I was shot.

"Damn it! Are you crazy, what are you rushing out for? Looking for death!" Lin Rui growled, grabbing the collar of the sausage.

"Sorry Captain, I'm too excited." Sausage covered his chest and turned pale. Lin Rui checked, although the body armor on the sausage was penetrated. But the speed of the bullet decayed too much, it just hurt the skin, and the bullet stuck in the muscle and didn't go deep.

"It shouldn't matter, go and bandage it yourself." Lin Rui said solemnly.

"Yes Captain!" Sausage reluctantly covered the wound, bent over and ran behind.

Lin Rui glanced at the German boy, but that glance was enough, which had ignited Lin Rui's nameless anger.

A frantic and irrational rage. A fighting career that lasted several years. There are often comrades left in battle, so much loss and passing, so much pain and sorrow, so much bloodshed and anger. He has to force himself to tell himself that it doesn't matter, he has nothing to lose.

But he knew it had something to do with it, these brethren were in his blood. He must never see their casualties! "Kill them all!" Lin Rui roared. "Kill them all!" And they don't need this order at all.

The arrangement has been completed, and everyone only needs to simply execute the order. Crazy Horse and Sandro can't wait to open fire. The pleasure of killing the enemy at close range makes them go crazy with excitement.

"On the left!" Sergey shouted, with the sound of shooting. The mercenaries on the opposite side were hiding behind the truck. Crazy Horse and Sandro barked at each other to compare their kills. Sergey cursed in anger, full of Russian foul language.

Lin Rui moved while shooting, and because of an explosion, he suddenly fell to one side. Maybe a grenade, maybe some small-caliber mortar or something. Just when he was dizzy and wanted to turn to another corner to avoid, he vaguely realized that other people were no longer by his side.

He tumbled on the blood-splattered sand, and suddenly realized that something was racing toward him in the distance. Lin Rui pulled the trigger without hesitation, the bullet slammed into the mercenary's abdomen, and blood splashed instantly on his face and neck.

The smell of blood made Lin Rui cough non-stop. Surprise was written on the face of the mercenary who was killed. This was an expression he could never understand, surprise and anger. He thought Lin Rui was just a corpse, but he didn't expect that this guy actually gave him a row of bullets~www.readwn.com~ The mercenary was exhausted and fell on his body.

"Damn it!" Lin Rui was hit by the huge body of the mercenary. The worst thing was that he was dizzy now. This was the second time he was dizzy due to the explosion.

But the Guns and Roses were right next to him. Two Israelites grabbed him by the ankles and rescued him from beneath the mercenary's body. The mercenary's blood soaked through his body and battle suit. This blood shone brightly in the sunset, and it smelled very strange, fishy and coquettish.

"How is it, boss?" Rose growled, clutching at his clothes. But Lin Rui didn't hear anything, his head was very dizzy, and his ears kept rumbling, but he didn't hear a word that Rose said. He knew that he must be temporarily deaf, and his hearing would not be restored within an hour.

The sporadic exchanges of fire along this line of defense did not drown out the footsteps of the mercenaries rushing under the cover of trucks, their boots making the pace heavy and swift.