Battlefield Contractor

On the periphery of Independence Square, the players from Masaoka Kudo and Akashio are already in place. Three groups of twelve red tide players have sneaked into the vicinity of their planned location.

Kudo Masaoka and others did not show up in public, because a large part of the red tide team is not black. Although they all carried thin latex masks that could hide their skin color and temporarily disguise themselves as blacks, after all, their characteristics were too obvious and easily attracted the attention of the guards. So just mix on both sides of the street with less crowds, each with their heads down.

"The teams report the situation." Masaoka Kudo whispered while pressing the communication headset.

"General Logan's convoy has set off and is moving along the scheduled route. We have planted a roadside bomb on his only way." A voice came from the headset.

"Very good." Masaoka Kudo nodded. After all, this is an assassination mission. If you can kill the target so easily, you don't need to bother. He paused and said in a low voice, "What about the sniper team?"

"The situation is not good, Captain." The sniper team members reported in a low voice.

"What's the matter, you are having trouble there?" Kudo Masaoka frowned.

"Yes, Captain, the several sniper points we have surveyed are surrounded by Anmor soldiers. It seems that the target is surrounded by anti-sniper assassination masters. They blocked all the targets in the venue half an hour in advance. In addition, there are a large number of Anmor soldiers searching nearby." A member of the Red Tide Sniper Group whispered.

"What? Three sniper points, none of them can be used?" Kudo Masaoka frowned.

"Yes, sir, they are very cunning, they dispatched a large number of soldiers. If we want to enter the sniper spot, we must make a blood path. But if this is the case, it is also equivalent to a reminder to the other party. The target is easy to find. Threat, and then get off." The snipers of the Red Tide Sniper Group seemed a little embarrassed.

"Forget it, I haven't even seen the face of the target yet. At this time, I must not alarm the guards." Kudo Masaoka gritted his teeth. "Abandon the sniper plan, and the people with the sniper team retreat to the outskirts of the square, and your mission is changed to be responsible for responding."

"Yes, sir." The sniper of the Red Tide Army breathed a sigh of relief in the communication channel.

Masaoka Kudo turned his head to look at the three team members next to him, and said in a low voice, "It seems that the guards around the target seem to have been alert for a long time. The bombs on the road may not be effective, and there is a high possibility that they will be discovered. However. Since they spent so much effort searching for the sniper, it just means that General Logan will definitely appear. Put on the mask and let's go!"

Several Red Tide members behind him put on masks one after another. Their **** is specially made, very thin, and full-covered. They are very delicate and can completely disguise themselves as a black man. . The texture of the black skin looks very real, but the expression is a little dull after wearing it. If you don't speak, and others don't stare at it carefully, you can still get through.

Kudo Masaoka and the few Red Tide team members are all dressed up, and the clothes they wear are also civilians, and they are almost impossible to find among the large number of black groups.

"The guards in front are very strict, we must be careful if we want to get in." Masaoka Kudo turned into an elderly black man with make-up, with gray curly hair and dark and bright complexion. If you don't look carefully, there is nothing at all. Flawed. "Action!" He whispered, and the other team members nodded. Follow behind him. They came out of the street corner and got into the joyous and celebrating crowd.

Masaoka Kudo holds an Anmor flag in his hand, his flagpole is a barrel, and the other parts are in his hands. Carrying them separately is just to be able to get through and avoid spying in the crowd. But as long as he enters the range capable of aiming at the target, he can quickly assemble a modified L129A1 precision shooter rifle within ten seconds.

This rifle is a precision marksman rifle specially designed for the British troops in Afghanistan. This gun is between a rifle and a sniper rifle, and is customarily positioned as a squad sharpshooter rifle. And it is equipped with ACOGTA648 scopes to provide the infantry squad with medium and long distance and accurate fire extension. At a distance of two hundred meters, the accuracy and lethality have good performance.

The crowd celebrating the Independence Day carnival and enthusiasm, but the barrel in Kudo Masaoka's hand was cold and heavy. He winked, and the surrounding men separated from the crowd and squeezed forward with him.

At this time, a bad news convinced Kudo Masaoka that this was the only way he could assassinate the target. Because of the report from the blasting team in the headset, General Logan's convoy had passed through the bomb blasting zone, but the powerful roadside bomb was not detonated. This shows that roadside bombs have also been discovered. Although Kudo Masaoka was disappointed in his heart, it was still in his expectation.

The roadside bomb was eliminated, the sniper point was guarded, and there was a fence within 50 meters that could not be crossed. So now the only remaining method for Kudo Masaoka and others is to wait for an opportunity to attack among the hiding crowd at about 200 meters. Kudo Masaoka believes in his own technology. There is almost no wind now. It is not difficult to kill the target within two hundred meters. Of course, if he can get closer, he will be more confident.

The General Logan convoy was still heading towards Independence Square. General Logan looked at the crowd waving small celebration flags outside the car, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Do they believe me?" General Logan turned to ask the captain of the guard Salz next to him.

"Of course, General, they love you. And firmly believe that you can lead them." Salz replied.

"But I'm deceiving them, and I have to cheat." General Logan whispered, "Salz, do you know why I admire you so much? Because you have the shadow of me when I was young. That's me as a pure A soldier, not a politician, upright and brave, maybe a little bit immature and reckless. But now it’s different. I face many choices. I have to deceive and manipulate people. Because I am not only a soldier, but also their leader. . What I want to consider is not just the battle on the battlefield, but more aspects of the battle.”

"I understand, General." Salz nodded in a low voice, taking over the uniform that General Logan had taken off. He and General Logan are relatives of the same family, and their looks are somewhat similar, so after wearing this general uniform full of medals and ribbons, they suddenly look much more similar.

Logan looked at him and nodded, then handed him his hat and then his sunglasses. After Salz put on his military cap, he had the charm of General Logan. The dark sunglasses that covered one-third of his face made him and General Logan indistinguishable.

(End of this chapter)