Battlefield Contract Worker

This branch was fast and heavy. The black man stepped on the trap by mistake and was hanged in the air. Don't look at this black man with big shoulders and round waist, tall and big, but like everyone else, his ankle is also a rather fragile position.

This branch is a double trap set by Lin Rui before. The first trap is to hang the black man up, and the second trap is to immediately release a branch with great elasticity after it is hung up, and swipe the man hanging in the air. ankle.

The black man screamed, and his ankle was instantly broken by the huge force of the branch. Not only the ankle, but also the white bone stubble at the end of the calf was exposed, and the sharp bone stubble pierced the flesh and exposed it. The black man screamed in pain.

Barea caught up with the first few steps, cut the rope with a knife, and lowered the black man from the branch. George, who had walked out for a while, hurriedly turned around when he heard the screams. When he saw the miserable state of the black man, he couldn't help but said, "What's going on here."

"It's a trap. It's an Indian trip wire and a horse trap. I've never seen such a well-designed trap mechanism. The two traps are triggered together, and it only takes a second, maybe faster, to put He has become disabled. There should be multiple fractures from his two lower legs to his ankles." Barea squatted beside the black man and patted him on the shoulder, "I'm sorry brother, it's not that we want to give up on you, but you can't leave. already."

"Don't leave me, Captain, you know I'm still useful to you. I can't walk on my legs, but my marksmanship is there. I can cover you if necessary. Please, Captain. Take me away, you There's always a place for me." The black man was sweating profusely and nearly collapsed.

"It's useless to say anything. We don't know how many days we have to stay in the jungle on this island. And an injury like yours will be infected within a few days. You will have a fever and severe pain. It will also slow us down. Speed. Originally we had three people. If we lost you, we would still have two. But if we take you, we will have another person to take care of you, which means we only have one person. However, you are right, in fact You can still do one last thing for us." Barea blinked.

"I'm happy to serve." The black man was sweating profusely, and nodded with gritted teeth.

"George, come and help him too, and bring him to the fire." Barea said with the help of the black man. George stepped up and helped bring the injured teammate to the previous fire.

Barea fired his gun at the sky, then said loudly, "Mercenary, listen to me. I know you're nearby, and I know the reason why you can't hide. It's just to let us consume ourselves. Wait until You only come out to pick up ready-made products when we are exhausted. I also know what your intention is to set up the trap. It is nothing more than to cause injury to one of us, and then use the injured to hinder the others.

Even if you deliberately set the fire on purpose, that is the way to lure us into the bait. But I have to tell you, you are wrong, very wrong! You have no idea what kind of existence a red tide is and what is the meaning of our existence. We are not like other troops, the one we are emphasizing is self-sacrifice. With self-sacrifice, in exchange for the success of lofty ideals. If so, each of us has no regrets. "

"Yes, we have no regrets." Both George and the injured black man gritted their teeth and roared. On this uninhabited island, it is like a desperate beast.

"Next, I want you to see our determination. Without this determination and perseverance, you would not be worthy of being called the Red Tide, and you would not be worthy of wearing the armband of the Red Tide." Barea took out the weapon and handed it to the black man, whispered. "Come on, brother. You took the oath when you joined the Crimson Tide, and now it's your time to fulfill your oath. Let our enemies see our courage. Let them see what a real Crimson Tide member is."

That black man is also very clear about Barea's purpose, he knows that he has now become a burden to others, and for the sake of the collective, he has only one choice. That is self-sacrifice and self-termination. The black man took the weapon silently. His feet were already disabled, and one of his hands was broken not long ago, and he still couldn't make much effort.

The black man put the **** of the gun on the ground, pressed the muzzle against his chin, and touched the trigger with a trembling finger.

Barea and George beside them gritted their teeth and whispered, "For lofty ideals, I am willing to sacrifice my flesh and blood." The black man was also silently reciting, and finally pulled the trigger with his fingers, "Bang!" The 5.56 The NATO standard warhead penetrated through his jaw and shattered his skull. Due to the impact of the bullet, the black man's head suddenly rose, and he fell to the ground with blood stained.

"See, you can't catch any of us alive, you can't catch us alive!" Barea growled. "We will put this account on your head. When we find you, you will be punished even more painfully. I know you are here, we will find you, and we will use your sacrifice to honor our Crimson Tide brothers."

George also got up and roared, trying to lure Lin Rui out.

Lin Rui, who was in the dark in the distance, turned around and hid in the bushes behind him~www.readwn.com~ He set up a trap and lured Bariya and others to take the bait through the bonfire. The original idea was indeed to cause some of them to be injured. , as long as one person is injured, it will drag down the other two. I didn't expect these Red Tide militants to be similar to those extremist terrorists. All have undergone some kind of forced brainwashing. They can fanatical status of the so-called collective sacrifice everything, including life.

Knowing that the injury could not be sustained and would drag down his companions, the black man chose to cut himself off. And right next to the fire not far away, almost in front of Lin Rui, he showed his last strength as a member of the Red Tide.

Lin Rui hid in the bushes with a silent face. He knew that these Crimson Tide players were difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect them to be so decisive and crazy. Their whereabouts have been exposed, and they will definitely search this area aggressively, and it may not be easy to capture them alive. Lin Rui thought for a while and decided to leave overnight. Exit this dangerous area first and go to a higher mountain position. There are cliffs and dammed lakes, not only the terrain is complex, but also the surrounding vegetation is dense, which is easy to hide.

It failed this time, and maybe there will be another suitable opportunity next time. Lin Rui thought of putting away his weapon here, turned, bent over, and ran up the mountain. This night, with the simple memory from before, he found the dammed lake all the way, and found another suitable place to hide.

(End of this chapter)