Battlefield Contract Worker

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Cover of the dead man

Lincoln rolled around, looking for the nearest bunker to cover the counterattack. During this gap, the light machine gun in his hand could not provide threatening firepower for the time being.

At this moment, the opportunity was seized by the opponent, and the attacker's eyes were full of murderous intentions. The face that was like a lake suddenly turned hideous, and the murderous intent that had been suppressed in his heart erupted like a volcanic eruption. out.

His body was full of murderous aura, and there was a faint smell of blood like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. At this moment, the attacker was like a bloodthirsty beast, finally showing his fangs!

Just a wisp of aura emanating from him is enough to make one's heart break, and that supreme coercion makes one feel powerless to resist.

This is the true nature of the killer!

chug chug!

The assault rifle on the attacker's right hand suddenly lifted up and shot in a semi-circle, suppressing the firepower of the mercenaries in front. Then he kicked his legs, charged up and exploded, and sprinted forward with all his strength for more than ten meters.

Under a sprint, it was already close to the enemy's position, and then another rapid change of direction!

This attacker killed several mercenaries one after another, like a **** of killing, rushing forward with the momentum of the wind and the clouds!

Ahead, a mercenary was hiding in a bunker, avoiding the firepower of the assault rifles that came from strafing. After the gunshots passed, the ak47 in his hand pointed forward, and he was about to fight back with firepower.

laugh!

However, what he saw when he appeared was a **** edge. In the flash of light and flint, this blood-colored edge had already sunk into his chest.

The next moment, the figure of the attacker in camouflage appeared, and with an aura of iron and blood, he forcibly entered the camp of this mercenary.

At this time, he had already given up the two assault rifles in his hand, and in such a close fight, the best weapons were the saber and the fist.

In the same way, the ten or so mercenaries of Lincoln's squad saw the other side rush in like a hungry tiger, and their formation was already chaotic. Under the speed of the attacker's constant flickering movement, the weapons in their hands could not Aiming accurately, if you keep a gun in your hand, it will become a shortcoming of yourself.

These mercenaries are also experienced in many battles, and they know that under such a situation, at such a close distance, the guns in their hands are too late to respond. Only a pistol or a saber fight against a saber is the most effective.

They immediately gave up their weapons, drew their sabers, and slaughtered the attacker with incomparable courage.

At this time, Lincoln had already found a bunker. When he put up the light machine gun in his hand, he could not lock the aim at all. The figure of the attacker kept flickering among the mercenary soldiers. It is not the opponent who is afraid that he will kill, but the mercenary soldiers under his own hands.

When the attacker pierced the throat of a mercenary soldier with a knife again, he suddenly sensed the sound of wind rushing away, and in the corner of his eyes, he saw Lincoln's figure rushing forward.

"Damn it!" Lincoln saw the assailant's murder, and instantly became furious and rushed forward.

"Kill!" The attacker's target was Lincoln, he turned around and rose violently, his body slammed forward, and the blood-colored saber in his hand waved one after another, raising the blood-colored sharp edge.

The saber in the attacker's hand sank into Lincoln's body.

The saber in Lincoln's right hand pierced the attacker's throat until it had no handle.

Lincoln's face was a little distorted. He stared at the attacker, and slowly pulled out the saber in his hand, and then stabbed it heavily. This was to avoid a **** arrow from the opponent's throat under the sudden withdrawal of the saber. Directly sprayed out.

No one wants to be sprayed all over by such a **** arrow from the front.

Then, he also struggled to pull out the saber that had pierced into his body.

When the knife stabbed, his body moved slightly in the moment, so that the knife did not penetrate the vital part.

Even so, the injury caused by the knife made Lincoln very uncomfortable.

The attacker stared at him, as if he wanted to speak, but was unable to speak.

Lincoln pushed the attacker away and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

At this moment, he also felt extremely exhausted.

The rest of the mercenaries also hurriedly squatted down when they saw this. As soon as they squatted down, they saw blood gushing out from the knife edge on Lincoln's body.

Several mercenaries panicked and hurriedly said: "Captain, you, your wound is bleeding"

"On the battlefield, what is a little blood?" Lincoln gasped, but his tone was indifferent, and then his expression became a layer of sadness, and he whispered to himself, "Besides, no matter how much blood is shed, it can't be replaced. brother's life."

The other mercenaries were startled when they heard the words, and then they looked a little sad.

"Go and see the other brothers, is there any help?" Lincoln whispered.

One of the mercenaries shook his head, "This guy's shot is too accurate and poisonous, and the brothers over there are no longer good enough."

"Report to the boss and tell him the attacker has been killed." Lincoln raised his head.

After receiving Lincoln's report, Lin Rui didn't look happy at all, instead he whispered, "Tell brothers, hold your position and wait for the situation to change."

"Yes." Lincoln answered and hung up the communicator.

In the large living room, Sergey was a little surprised, "Boss, didn't you say that the attacker has already been killed? Why did you let the brothers stay still?"

Lin Rui whispered, "Because, I feel there are other attackers. It can't be that simple."

"Other attackers?" Sergey was taken aback.

Lin Rui nodded, "The members of the Crimson Tide Force are the best players. How could such an important assassination operation be single-handed and make such a big noise?"

"It's a bit strange. According to reports, he took the initiative to attack our patrol. At the time, he could avoid our patrol, but he launched the attack.

Even if he can't get around our patrol, at least he can wait for our patrol to leave before he starts. Why is he so eager to expose himself? "The actuary will analyze it.

Lin Rui whispered, "In the assassination operation, there is a type of person called the dead man. The main task of the dead man on a daily basis is assault and assassination. If the mission fails, the dead man will use various means to die. , to ensure that follow-up plans or some important information are not leaked. Or to cooperate with the action and take the initiative to sacrifice himself. I guess this person should be the dead man of the Crimson Tide, and he took the initiative to show up to create opportunities for his companions. "

"Dead soldiers? You mean the daredevils?" Sergey couldn't help asking.

"No, the dead are the dead. They are usually assassins who ignore life and death. The death squads are usually commandos who perform high-risk missions, which is another concept." Lin Rui shook his head.

"I know." Franco replied, "The secret society pays great attention to the source of the dead when they train the dead. In order to avoid the possibility of betrayal by the dead, they usually search for abandoned babies from all over the world, and then carry out these babies. upbringing.

When the babies grow up, they will be sent to specific places for training. During the process, they will be brainwashed, and they will regard the secret society as the only existence that trusts and appreciates. Moreover, the dead have no relatives and no reason, which ensures their safety. loyalty.

In order to prevent the dead from having unnecessary feelings in the process of getting along, the secret society spreads the children to various places, and does not let them contact other people too much in the process of cultivation.

When the training is successful, these dead soldiers have been completely brainwashed, unable to form a network and faction at all, and are easily controlled by the secret society organization.

In the process of controlling the dead, the secret society organization will also find ways to find the weaknesses of the dead, and use these weaknesses to hold them hostage to work for themselves. In addition, they will also offer heavy benefits to the dead. In order to get what they want, the dead can only choose to be loyal to the secret society organization. Moreover, when cultivating dead soldiers, targeted training is still carried out, that is, only task-related knowledge is taught to them. For example, the dead man in charge of assassination mainly learns the use of various assassination methods; while the dead man in charge of assault mainly accepts the knowledge of hidden ambush and **** people quickly. "

"Isn't that true?" Sergey couldn't help asking.

"It's true," Franco replied. "Actually, when I served as Mr. Aladdin's guard, I have seen many Red Tide members trained like this. They have assassinated Mr. Aladdin many times."

"But if this is just a cover for the attacker, where is the real assassin of the Red Tide now?" A look of shock suddenly appeared in Kuaima's eyes, "Could it be?"

"Yes, I'm afraid he has already come." Lin Rui whispered.

Just when he finished saying this, the lights in the entire manor went out.

"Someone cut off the power supply. It seems that there are at least two attackers, one of them cut off the main power supply to the manor, and the other took advantage of the fact that all the guards were staring at the dead man before, and they should have entered by now. Building." Lin Rui whispered.

"If you didn't tell me earlier, I would go back to the basement to hide first." Kassan gave a wry smile.

"Boss, what should we do now? It's really impossible, let's send the general to the basement first?" Sergey whispered.

Lin Rui shook his head and said, "No! Don't move anyone. They will never act unprepared. Since they dare to launch an attack, they must have already understood the situation here, including the situation in the basement. So Cassanliu It's safer here. We're here waiting for this attacker. I'd like to see how he kills in front of me."

Under the influence of the power outage, all the lights in the original manor were extinguished. Only the searchlights on the four towers at the four corners of the manor were extinguished and then lit again due to emergency power storage.

Harada Mori, who was lying in ambush in the dark, took a deep breath, and his actions became more cautious. Following the disturbance caused by the dead man, he bypassed the main entrance of the manor and ambushed towards the north side of the manor.

As he got closer and closer to the main building of the manor, Harada Mori felt that his own danger was multiplying, and within a radius of 100 meters outside the camp, there was no forest or grass as shelter, which also caused his sneaking. some trouble.

But it was not difficult for Harada Sen, he quickly figured out the rotation law of the searchlights of the four towers.

When the searchlight in the corner on the north side began to turn elsewhere, making the location where Harada Mori ambush returned to darkness, he suddenly rushed forward like a sharp arrow.

He ran in a strange way, his body bent forward, his entire waist almost parallel to the ground, his eyes raised forward, staring at the tower in the distance.

In the process of running, he also counted the numbers silently in his mind.

When he counted to about 20, he slammed into a tiger in front of him. He lay on the ground and didn't move. The weapon in his hand was already aimed at the sentry above the tower in this direction.

Just after he lay down, after four or five seconds, the searchlights on the tower in this direction swept towards the area where he was, and as the searchlights swept, the gazes of the sentries on the tower also moved with the light of the searchlights.

The light of the searchlight swept across the body of Harada Mori lying on the ground, and the sentry on the tower obviously did not find Ye Junlang.

Harada Mori is ready, if the sentry on the tower finds him, then he has to take the lead in launching a sniper operation.

After the searchlight glanced over, Harada Mori slowly got up, and then continued to lean forward and rush forward. After doing this twice and three times, he finally approached the north side of the main building.

When the searchlight swept past and turned to other directions, Harada Mori took a deep breath, and he climbed up towards the barbed wire, like a gecko, at an extremely fast speed.

In the special training of the Red Tide Force, climbing barbed wire is a necessary item of physical training, and Harada Mori is already very familiar with this.

I saw that he had already climbed to the top of the barbed wire in the blink of an eye, and then he turned over in a volley, crossed the sharp barb at the top of the barbed wire, and jumped down toward it.

When both feet landed ~www.readwn.com~ Harada Mori put a pad on his toes, and then took advantage of the situation to roll over to reduce his own cushioning force and to avoid making noise.

After the roll, Harada Mori lay on the ground, and the eyes in his eyes immediately turned cold.

So far, he has successfully sneaked into the lawn of the manor building. The guards under the building can already be seen.

"All attention, spread out from each other, continue to search, and ensure that there are no other enemy forces! This is a highly dangerous element. Once the target is found, be sure to go all out and never give the opponent any time to react!"

A team of guards answered the call and were negotiating.

Immediately afterwards, their figures flickered, each of them was already clenching the weapons in their hands, and a restrained and deep murderous intent was spreading out, encircling them towards the destination.

As he continued to sneak, Harada Mori immediately sensed some abnormal aura fluctuations, and he immediately fell to the ground.

The few mercenaries made a gesture and ambushed from the side. They were cautious, holding their breath, and using the surrounding forest shelters, they approached the past step by step.

(End of this chapter)