Battlefield Contract Worker

The persistence of Lin Rui and others has paid off. The people from group B arrived. This time they had helpers. Several armed pickups appeared like killing machines. The large-caliber machine guns on the cars roared and shot and killed. The checkpoints gathered. militants.

"Here we are, boss. We'll help you, russian," Lincoln, the leader of group b, said in his characteristic southern accent. There were also dense gunshots coming from the headset. The ex-Marine meticulously did the heavy lifting. Lin Rui wanted to say "thank you" to Group B who helped him. But a scent wafted through his mask, getting stronger and stronger, making him hesitate. It was the stench of blood and charred meat.

While they were fighting hard in front of them, the voice of the technical support team came from the headset, and the fat man Will warned: "The arrival of Group B will supplement your lack of combat effectiveness. But I still recommend you at least ten minutes. End the battle within. Our intelligence has shown that the secret society has been dispatched at the two closest checkpoints here. If they come to reinforce, you will be under a lot of pressure. This is not true for your current mission. good news."

"Have you heard? We have to speed up." Lin Rui said solemnly, "The blasting team set up explosives and detonated them within 12 minutes. We have already mobilized two nearby checkpoints, and we must do so within 10 minutes. Complete the evacuation."

He jumped, nimbly dodged the attack of a row of bullets on the opposite side, rolled forward on the spot, pushed the muzzle of the shotgun behind him, and blasted a secret society armed person out, this large-caliber hunting elephant The power of the gun is unparalleled.

In the end, Lin Rui and others wiped out all the enemy troops on the east side who were stubbornly resisting, and the rocket bombs left the place only a pile of ruins. Lin Rui walked all the way through the channel full of blood and debris, and came to the front to turn with Lincoln and others.

Here is the key road into the oil extraction area. Under an undulating lonely mountain, there is such a unique road. The original checkpoint only has a row of metal fences that are useless. A few months ago, the armed men of the Secret Society had thoughtfully built fortifications and high walls here, and the guards were well-trained. Together with several other checkpoints, a comprehensive blockade was formed, as if the entire northern oil extraction area was encircled into a complete prison.

However, the arrival of Lin Rui and other intruders broke the silence of the prison. Gunfire and screams spread wantonly in the passage and corridor, and an important part of the blockade was finally broken.

Lin Rui stopped for a breath, leaned against the wall, took the cigarette Lincoln handed him, and took a puff. Then step over the corpse and continue to the next section of the building. The shards of the explosion beneath his feet creaked, reeking of a sickening smell of blood and gunpowder. Lin Rui felt fortunate after taking a tiring breath. The scale of the checkpoint was much larger than previously expected, but they succeeded.

"Demolition team, how are you preparing?" Kishi walked up from behind and looked at the blue-light screen on the tactical tablet.

"It's done, but we were almost trapped here, I said where did you go a few minutes earlier?" Sausage said angrily. But he understood that even if others heard his words, they would not respond to him seriously, but would only ridicule him as a newcomer. So he shook his head, carried a heavy backpack, and flew all the way to the front.

"Oh, hello! Bratwurst, you're a genius! Do you want to command all of us to cover you?" Sergey sneered viciously. "Yes, if you were born in World War II, you might still be a general. Unfortunately, now, it can only be a Bavarian white sausage."

"Shut up, Russ. Watch out I'm putting the bomb on your ass." Sausage was a rare counter-attack to this rubbish-talking russian all day long.

"Stop talking nonsense, install the bomb, we have to leave immediately." Lin Rui flicked off the cigarette **** in his hand.

After the players boarded the car, they continued to dash forward. They passed through a circular depression and continued to move forward.

Sergey put the new magazine in the car skillfully, and a few shadow spots on the night vision goggles appeared behind their car. Crazy Horse was standing in the carriage, and the armed men of the Secret Society were in the back of the car ready to shoot at them. This time Crazy Horse didn't shoot them directly, but risked being overwhelmed by them, throwing a grenade in the middle of the enemy line. Half of the enemy was killed in this hit. It took another few minutes and hundreds of rounds of bullets to take out the remaining pursuers - but they succeeded anyway.

A few minutes later, several explosions came in succession. Sergey was still chattering outside, and the other players were so tired that they almost didn't even have the mood to celebrate. This time the operation was tougher than the last, they had no surprise advantage, which resulted in several more casualties. Lin Rui put away his weapon and added some water and food. It's been a long night, it's time for them to hit the road.

In the headquarters of the secret society, Maklovsky cursed at the communicator for a while, accusing the defense failure of several nearby checkpoints and responding too slowly. But he also understands that this is just venting his emotions. It is difficult for the other checkpoints to free up their hands to support Checkpoint 1 when the order calls for holding on. Now their original blockade has been torn open twice in a row~www.readwn.com~ The mercenaries of the Black Island Company are provoking them with their actions.

"It's been a tough night, isn't it?" Conan frowned slightly.

"Are you mocking my strategy?" Maklovsky turned to look directly at him.

Conan shook his head, "No way, I know your plan is actually very thorough. But for these mercenaries, it may not have a very good effect. Although their combat methods are more inclined to irregular guerrilla raids, they There is communication command and information intelligence support. This gives them an advantage in small-scale assault battles. To block the road, we can only station each checkpoint with small-scale troops, which happens to be their attack. ideal goal.”

Marklovsky shook his head and said, "Do you think I don't know this, otherwise I will ambush an assault team at the checkpoint? And I also set up a mobile team near each checkpoint for first aid. .I know they will attack the checkpoints, but I just want them to show their flaws in the process of attacking, thus revealing their command camp. It's just that their cunning is a bit unexpected.

They deliberately shuffled the near and far sequence of the attacks, which caught me a little off guard. But this can only happen once! And the night wasn't over yet. "