Battlefield Contract Worker

Preliminary convergence

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The members of Company C rushed forward with their bodies half bent. A bright light appeared ahead, and the smoke gradually faded away, because the previously released smoke bombs had lost their effectiveness.

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A building on the corner of the street fell to the ground. It was not blown to pieces, but a corner was collapsed. The whole building slanted to one side. There were still corpses lying on the ground one after another, and they fell into the open space, most of them dead.

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The lieutenant saw soldiers from the northern coalition fall to the ground. They were hit by the enemy's heavy fire and had already died. There are also several bodies that should have been killed by the explosion and are still smoking.

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There are jeeps on their backs, and modified trucks with burning tires. Some have no drivers in them, and some drivers are still in the car, covered in blood. The reinforced concrete bunker, densely packed with machine guns, defended the low building in the middle.

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"There is a situation ahead." A soldier of C Company whispered.

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The other party also found them. The lieutenant took the sniper rifle handed over by a soldier and observed the situation there through the sniper scope. It is absolutely certain that those people are mercenaries. Some of them were digging holes to bury bodies scattered on the ground, some were searching for survivors, and some were sorting weapons and ammunition.

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The lieutenant's brows furrowed. The way this mercenary team is behaving doesn't feel right. They lacked team cohesion, the team was loose and completely exposed, and no cover was used. There wasn't even a clear destination, and a few of them were just slowly spinning around.

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The lieutenant sent signals to the mercenaries on a common radio channel. "This is Company C of the Eighth Battalion of the Northern Coalition Army. We are approaching you from the direction of six o'clock. Please answer!"

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These mercenaries turned around, squinted their eyes and looked in the direction of Company C, while holding up their assault rifles. There was a screech of static on the communication channel, and then a hoarse and tired voice: "People from C Company? If you are really C Company... We just need help."

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"It's a pity that we didn't catch up with the battle. It seems that you have already solved it." The lieutenant replied.

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"Didn't catch up?" The mercenary member smiled wryly, "Actually, it hasn't started yet."

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The lieutenant handed the sniper rifle to the soldier beside him, pointed to the eyes, and then pointed to the battlefield. Asking the soldiers to watch the battlefield carefully, the soldier nodded, raised his rifle, and watched them.

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His finger was right next to the trigger, and the situation on the battlefield was unpredictable, so be careful to travel for thousands of years.

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The lieutenant then got up and walked towards the group of mercenaries. On the way, he saw corpses, twisted metal blocks and charred tires piled up indiscriminately. These mercenaries looked as if they had come back from hell, and the burns and abrasions on their bodies were shocking.

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A middle-aged man wearing a black beret. Gray eyes, thinning hair, and a neat beard. Looks like the leader of this group of mercenaries. He walked over to look at the lieutenant, nodded and said, "Lieutenant Kane from Company C?"

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"Yes." The lieutenant nodded, "I am."

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"I'm the commander of the second squadron's assault group, codenamed Longbow. We were ordered to follow from the flank and join you." The mercenary leader replied. "We've been with us, and there are people from the third squadron, they're in another position."

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The lieutenant nodded, "I have an order. We have to speed up to break through the enemy's blockade, and we have to go deeper into the enemy's army."

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"Reconnaissance No. 2, report Captain: Enemy in front." A calm voice came from the communication channel, "The enemy troops are less than 100 meters away from me, and the front is ten degrees to the left."

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"Understood. Stand by and prepare for battle." The mercenary replied and turned to the lieutenant, "It seems we have to talk later. The enemy has already arrived. Solve the trouble first."

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"Team 2, confirm the contact with the enemy," the mercenary Longbow continued to speak to the communication channel, "What is the estimated strength of the enemy?"

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"Captain, estimated to be ten, repeat, ten or twenty soldiers. They are from the Oromi Federation Forces, sir. They are moving slowly and in pairs. They haven't spotted us yet. Please give an order." The scout replied.

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We were ordered to avoid fighting the enemy as much as possible - our forces in the combat zone were too spread out to risk prolonged combat. But these enemy troops are heading for the remnants of the Anmore Northern Alliance soldiers...

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"Kill them, here we have nothing to expose." He said.

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The Orumi Federation Army team was also struggling through the ruins. The bombardment here was too heavy, and there were ruins everywhere. The Orumi Federation troops, a total of twenty people, lined up in two teams, and the members were separated by about two meters.

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These Orumi Federation troops also looked very tired - only the vanguard and the two soldiers in the rear were carrying squad machine guns. Others were talking to each other in low voices, with slurred accents.

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The target has nothing to be alarmed about. This is great!

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The lieutenant gestured slowly to his teammates with some gestures: step back until you are out of sight of the enemy.

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The scout turned on the team communication channel again. "They are about seventy meters away from you," he said, after a pause. "They are moving towards the core position and may approach us along the road. We are now backing back and looking for cover in the eastern block."

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The mercenaries returned along the same path and scattered around the hills~www.readwn.com~ They were armed with assault rifles and remained in the middle of the team. The entire squad is hidden in the collapsed rubble, completely obscured by the debris of the building.

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A minute has passed. Two minutes...three minutes...

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Find the enemy. Longbow loosened its grip on the trigger and waited...

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It's now! The Anmore Northern Allies opened fire, first with a short burst of three. Then start shooting indiscriminately. In less than a second, multiple enemy patrols fell.

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But it was not the fire from the northern coalition forces, but the third squadron of mercenaries that drove over from the flank.

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After they merged, their strength was also significantly strengthened, and they quickly controlled this area. From a tactical point of view, their mission is accomplished.

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Because they opened the gap on the southwest side of the core position, a large number of Anmore northern coalition forces are pouring into this gap.

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This time, the defense line of Cloverfield Town was completely penetrated.

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This is also the result that Lin Rui has always wanted, and now it has finally been completed. As long as the follow-up troops can keep up, Clover is almost completely under control.

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Although this was what he expected, Lin Rui waved his fist excitedly when he got the news.

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"Cloverover is ours." Actuary Shogi also nodded to him.

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(End of this chapter)

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