Battlefield Contract Worker

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"Understood." Lincoln cut off the communication and slowly returned to the woods.

"Captain, we just withdraw like this? We won't have this chance next time.

Especially since we also killed two Sentinels at the fake position, they must have realized they were exposed.

It is impossible to stay here in the future, and they will not even use the previous shelling position.

Doesn't that mean we got nothing this time? "A mercenary said eagerly.

Lincoln nodded, "It's not nothing, at least we have a clear picture of the surrounding terrain.

and where they could possibly set up artillery positions. It is also very beneficial information for future operations.

This is the purpose of this reconnaissance.

And according to our report, it has been confirmed by the headquarters. An artillery battalion here is not the main artillery of the enemy.

Most likely just a bait. "

Another mercenary whispered, "Anyway, these are artillerymen, if you can kill them..."

"Yeah." Lincoln was silent for a while. "Dare we do it ourselves?"

"We do it ourselves? We are only a dozen people, and this is an artillery battalion of the enemy." The mercenary whispered, "Can we do it?"

Lincoln whispered, "According to our previous observations, there are no other enemies around this artillery battalion.

Moreover, these guys are artillerymen, and they are not very vigilant when they are in the rear.

If we take the chance, sneak a vote and run..."

"Run after one vote? That's a full-scale artillery battalion, a dozen cannons, and more than 500 people.

Can we get away with a vote? We're all gonna have to stay in this **** place if it doesn't work. "The other mercenary frowned.

Lincoln whispered, "I didn't say I had to fight, we could secretly kill them if they weren't prepared."

"Captain, if I kill a few secretly, I believe, I can kill so many...

No one has such a grasp, right? "The mercenary was a little embarrassed.

"Use your brain." Lincoln pulled him to his side. "See there?"

"What is that, artillery? You mean blow up those artillery? We don't have enough explosives." The mercenary hesitated.

Lincoln shook his head, "I mean the one on the gun, the scope.

Howitzers are long-range artillery pieces that usually hit targets several to tens of kilometers away.

At this time, the target can no longer be seen by the naked eye, and it cannot be aimed directly like a tank gun or cannon, but can only be aimed indirectly.

That is an indirect sight. "

The mercenary nodded, "Understood. So what?"

"Does anyone know about artillery? Come and tell him." Lincoln smiled.

"I understand a little bit." Another black mercenary stepped up, "Most of these artillery pieces are aimed indirectly.

The sight of the artillery is not aimed at the target, but at a manually set aiming point, which can be a benchmark or a calibrator.

If conditions do not allow, you can also choose obvious ground reference objects, such as solitary trees, chimneys, etc.

In theory, two lines are used, one is the line connecting the artillery and the reference object as the aiming line,

The other is the connection between the gun and the target, that is, the gun line.

First measure the angle between the sight line and the gun sight line, and adjust the sight so that it is at the same angle as the gun barrel.

When the aiming reference is used again, the muzzle is pointed at the target. That's what an indirect sight is for. "

Lincoln nodded, "Every gun has a scope.

We can't kill the cannon, but we can start with the scope.

A dozen of us, each responsible for stealing a scope, can turn the artillerymen of this battalion into blind men who can't aim.

If we're careful enough, we won't alarm them.

Unknowingly, an artillery battalion was paralyzed. "

"Don't they have spares?" the mercenary whispered.

"Who? The Orumi Federation Army? As poor as they are, it would be good to have one on each artillery piece.

Alternate, just overthinking it. And the indirect sight used in this gun is a precise optical instrument.

Each gun is specially calibrated. They don't have extra scopes. ' Lincoln smiled slyly.

"Oh?" A strange smile appeared on the mercenary's face, "This, hehehehe..."

Lincoln patted him, "Let's do some work, someone has to be in charge of getting their attention, I want some good marksmanship.

Go to the woods over there, plant some booby-trapped mines in the woods, and fire to get their attention.

The people on our side took advantage of the chaos and removed all those scopes. "

"It's that simple?" the mercenary asked in a low voice.

"Wait again, until it's time for their meal. They will gather there to eat. Here, at most, a few soldiers will be left on duty.

And once there is an exchange of fire, the attention of these soldiers will be attracted by the movement there, and we can take the opportunity to do it.

When it's done, we grab a car and run back.

The person who was covering, after getting my signal, started to retreat separately and joined us near the previous fake position. "

Lincoln made a gesture. "Is there a problem?"

"Captain, are you sure this is true? There are only a dozen of us." One of the mercenaries whispered.

"Let's abolish one of the enemy's artillery battalions and figure out how much it's worth." Lincoln patted his arm. "It's way more money than going out to scout."

"Go!" The mercenary greedily said, "This kind of good thing doesn't happen every day."

"That's right! If you don't want to make a lot of money, why are you a mercenary?" Lincoln beckoned, "Come here, let's plan."

Lincoln gathered all the mercenaries under his command, and found a mercenary with good marksmanship and agility, and brought a few others, responsible for attracting the enemy's attention.

Then the rest of the people gathered together and sneaked all the way to the periphery of the artillery position.

The artillerymen of the Oromi Federal Forces were also afraid of exposure, and their artillery were hung with camouflage nets and tangled branches.

On the other side of the artillery position, several soldiers were on duty at a distance.

Lincoln and the other mercenaries were all hiding near the woods~www.readwn.com~ just waiting for a movement there.

The few mercenaries he sent out were all veterans, and there were many kinds of dark tactics.

Tossing and preparing in the other direction, it was almost noon.

It was already lunchtime, and the Oromi federal troops began to gather for dinner.

These Orumi Federation troops have been quite disciplined after a certain training organized by the secret society.

All lined up and walked over to eat together.

Because of this, their crowd is quite concentrated, and they are not wearing weapons.

After all, when eating outdoors, most of them sit on the ground.

It would seem a bit too much of a hindrance to carry the weapon on his back as usual.

Therefore, during the meal, according to the tradition of artillery, most of the individual weapons are concentrated behind the artillery and placed in a unified rack.