Battlefield Contract Worker

"Pretending to be a member of the Secret Society? Is this possible?" Sergey whispered. Le Wen's novel www.しωχs520. com

"Several branches of the Red Tide Squad of the Secret Society are all over the world, performing highly classified special missions, so their identities are extremely secretive. Even if the ordinary secret society militants have heard of them, they will never see them. We pretended to be them and did not What is the problem. And I heard Aladdin say that the secret society is very strict, the hierarchy between the superior and the subordinate is strict, and absolute obedience is required. Therefore, as long as we are strong enough, even if they have some doubts, they will be intimidated by our authority. And surrender." Lin Rui said solemnly.

"No wonder you asked me to find some red cloth before you set off." Sergey whispered.

"The members of the Crimson Tide Squad all use Crimson Tide's armbands, and we can only fool around for a while." Lin Rui chuckled, "It's easier than attacking vehicles." Stop talking, let's all act. "

"Understood." Crazy Horse nodded. Soon they set up simple barricades, and then stood beside the barricades. Most of the passing vehicles did not enter the fork, but drove straight ahead, but after ten minutes, they encountered several cars that entered the fork.

Crazy Horse immediately stepped forward to stop the vehicle, "Stop! Check!"

"Check?" The driver was a little surprised, "Check what, who are you?"

Scarface walked out from behind the barricade gloomily, pointed to the red cloth wrapped around his arm, and said coldly, "Red Tide Squad, ordered to check the passing vehicles." He is burly and not very good-looking. In addition to the scar on his face, he looked even more ferocious and ferocious.

When he appeared, he immediately smothered the militants of the secret society.

"Red... Crimson Tide..." One of the militants who followed the car gave a shudder, and immediately got out of the car and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, we didn't know there was a checkpoint here."

"We prevent the enemy from infiltrating and are ordered to make a temporary inspection." Scarface said solemnly, "Immediately reveal your identities, what is on the car, and where are you going?"

"I... We are the logistics transport personnel of the sixth squadron." The secret society member said honestly, "The car is loaded with ammunition, and the car behind is some supplies. We are going to the artillery position."

Scarface said suspiciously, "Huh, from the 6th Transportation Squadron? Why don't I look like it, and you are so nervous, I think you are the mercenaries of the Anmor people on the opposite side, and you are taking advantage of the chaos to make a sneak attack. ?!"

"Yes," the secret society militant said anxiously, "No, no. I mean, I am from the 6th Squadron, but I didn't come to do a sneak attack. Don't get me wrong, it's all my own. The car is really loaded with cannonballs. , you can check if you don't believe me."

"Get out of the car and stand in a row." Sergey waved. "Be honest, keep your hands above your head, and don't touch your weapons."

"Sir, you are..." The driver was a little embarrassed.

"The Baron got the news that there were enemy personnel infiltrating the reconnaissance, so let us set up a card inspection here. You can rest assured that if we verify your identity and the items on the car, we will naturally let you go. However, first I'm sorry for you to get out of the car. Otherwise, we will be welcome." Scarface waved his hand, and all the hidden team members on both sides got out.

"Don't, don't, we'll be checked, all get off the car, get off and be checked." The driver hurriedly raised his hand, indicating that he had no weapons in his hands.

Faced with an automatic weapon, the secret society militants in the car could only get out of the car for inspection. They believe that these red tide teams are just routine cross-examinations. After the questioning, they will be fine if they explain clearly. This time is not the time to be brave, the car is full of artillery shells. The guys in the Red Tide Squad are all desperadoes. If they don't know whether to live or die, and they fire a rocket, everything will be over.

Lin Rui tilted his head at Sergey, and Sergey walked over and looked at all three vehicles, "It's all 152-caliber shells, nothing special."

"Very good." Lin Rui nodded to the driver and said, "Then explain, where are you sending these shells?"

"We sent it to the artillery position." The secret society driver said quickly, "I have documents here that need to be signed by the receiver, which can prove that what we said is true."

Lin Rui picked up the paper handed over by the driver and looked at it, frowned, "Who is your commander, he didn't tell you, in order to prevent the enemy from attacking, do artillery positions need to be on high alert?"

"I said, he said it, so you see we didn't even turn on the lights along the way." The driver said in a cold sweat.

"Where is the artillery position?" Lin Rui looked at the driver and asked.

"Ah?" The driver of the secret society was a little alert. He glanced up and whispered, "This is a secret, we can't say it."

"Hmph, they said they were going to the artillery position to deliver ammunition, but they didn't even know where the position was. I think there must be ghosts in it!" It's good to attack the artillery position."

"Ah!? How is it possible, we have documents, and, of course, we know that the artillery position is on Hill 23. Sir, what we said is true." The drivers immediately argued.

"Don't make any noise!" Lin Rui shouted. He turned his head and said to Crazy Horse in a low voice, "Take them to the back and solve it. Let's drive their car over there."

Crazy Horse understood, turned around and said, "Okay, since there is no problem, come with us, register and verify your identity, and you can leave immediately."

The drivers of those cars finally breathed a sigh of relief, followed Crazy Horse and the others into the woods, but never came out. Crazy Horse, Sergey, Scarface and the like are all masters of silent murder~www.readwn.com~ When they came out again, they had already changed into the gray military uniforms of the Militants of the Secret Society.

"There are still a few sets of clothes, and the driver will put them on. You can't stay here for a long time. The delay in the transport convoy will lead to the suspicion of the enemy. Go!" Lin Rui waved.

The team members quickly changed into their clothes and boarded the trucks. The trucks swayed along the forest path and headed for No. 23 Heights.

"Boss, I really admire the actuary a little bit. He actually guessed right. The enemy really set up artillery on Hill 23." Sergey drove the driveway.

"That's natural, do you think his head is white?" Lin Rui shook his head and said, "It's not just because of his intelligence, but also because he has received special military command education. The actuary's individual combat capability is somewhat different. Not enough, but no one of us can match him in this regard, after all, he is a top student in a military academy, and even once entered the US military's strategic and tactical research laboratory."

"Boss, but if we pass by like this, will the people of the secret society doubt it?" Crazy Horse whispered.

"I have the document in hand, how can they doubt it?" Lin Rui smiled, holding the signed document he just got.