Battlefield Contractor

"Yes, if the opponent were the Orumi Federation forces, we would have gone up to annihilate them with a counterattack. But the soldiers armed by the secret society are all strictly trained, and in this regard, we probably won't be able to take advantage of them." Hei Leopard Gulei whispered, "They are very organized, both in charge and retreat. We rely on the terrain here, and we can barely compete with them."

"Now I'm waiting for reinforcements from Anmore. Didn't they say that there are armed helicopters as air fire aid?" Peng Lefeng frowned, "Up till now, we haven't even seen the root hair."

"Don't count on them. A few hours ago, their helicopter squad was maimed by the secret agency's air defense missiles. This old-fashioned helicopter with severely insufficient maneuverability is a living target for short-range air defense missiles." Lin Rui Shaking his head, "And the artillery aid promised by the Anmor people has not arrived. I guess it will take a day or two, wait a minute. If their 152 cannon howitzer group can really pull over, then the situation is complete. It's different."

"That's true. The enemy army on the opposite side also lacks heavy weapons. As long as one regiment’s artillery can blow up the opposite side. If it can be coordinated with our real foot artillery, and then cooperate with the Anmor troops, we said It may still be able to launch a counterattack and take advantage of the situation to retake the lost two neighboring towns. Rebuild the first line of defense before the Anmore Army." Black Panther Gulei nodded.

"At present, we can only think about it. Besides, it is better to beg for yourself." The actuary Jiangan groaned. "I don't think the Anmor people are reliable. We still have to plan for the worst."

A few of them chatted for a while, waiting for the mercenaries to move down the ammunition and supplies.

Due to terrain restrictions, mercenaries can only set up tents nearby. The low noise of diesel generators came from outside the tent. The tent was filled with the smell of fart, sweat, and the unpleasant smell of beriberi feet. Everyone walked around in their underwear, scratching their crotch with their hands. These mercenaries act loosely and openly scratch their crotch with their hands. It is common even for high-ranking officers when they give briefings.

This is a man's action like no one, and it is also a characteristic of these mercenaries. They even feel very proud of this kind of inelegant action. In their opinion, virtue is no more than perseverance, strong physique, bravery, and hard work. Things they think are too comfortable, foam sleeping pads, sweaters, and even cold medicine are used by those incompetent soldiers, and will ruthlessly mock the people who bring them.

These mercenaries do not have mobile phones, music players, game consoles, or other similar things for entertainment. This kind of distraction is not allowed on the battlefield. They are young people whose plugs have been removed. Their only entertainment is chat. They often fight at night. They used judo to throw each other head down on the floor of the tent. They clamped their partners' heads in their armpits with their sturdy and powerful arms, punched each other with their fists, and beat it to bruise.

Some **** will hide in the dark and wait, suddenly rushing out with a military folding knife, using the tip of the knife to make a scratch on the partner's ****, or using a knife to gently wipe the victim's neck, prankly imitating clean Neat means of killing. They do this to keep each other in their best condition. They do this not only for fun, but also to develop their strong skills.

Under Peng Lefeng's men, the few capable are the captains of the squad. As long as they look at their walking posture in the team, they can be identified immediately. They have a sense of arrogance and domineering, a charm that can attract others like that. Ahu is the coldest killer among them. If you saw him on the street outside the barracks, you would think he was an ordinary soldier. This is why he is very dangerous.

Since Lin Rui joined the mercenary, he has been acting in an independent team. His O2 team is more inclined to secretly operate a special team. Rather than the large collectives similar to the field troops under Black Panther Goulei. But in fact, this is the most basic and common mercenary life. A group of dirty, vulgar, untamed men living in a way like bastards.

Lin Rui's nose couldn't bear the **** smell and the smell of corpses that had begun to smell, so he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, but immediately frowned, because it seemed that there were corpses in the smoke. taste.

"Don't you clean up the corpse?" Lin Rui frowned and asked Peng Lefeng beside him.

"Not yet. We have piled up some bunkers. These corpses can be used as some cover. When there are corpses all around, you are like standing in a crowd, and the enemy will find it difficult to hit you." Peng Lefeng whispered. .

"Some of these corpses are ours. They are your comrades in arms." Lin Rui turned around.

"Yes, but we don't have the extra time and energy to bury them at the moment. No one knows when the enemy will initiate a charge. Instead of digging a hole to bury the dead, it is better to dig a foxhole for the living, don't you? "Peng Lefeng said slowly.

Lin Rui was silent, he whispered, "At least you can move them aside."

"It's so wide here, where are we going?" Peng Lefeng suddenly raised his head, "I know they are my comrades in arms, and I also know that they will experience life and death with us. Boss, but this is war. There is no difference on the battlefield. Our lives are as insignificant as they are. If they know in the ground, they will also hope that our living people can kill a few more enemies to avenge them. Instead of giving them a sad funeral."

Lin Rui didn't speak, and Peng Lefeng continued, "If I die, people alive can use me as a cover. I will be very happy that my body can finally block the bullets for them."

"Do you still have humanity?" Lin Rui grabbed him, "As we said before, even if we go through the cruel battle, we must maintain our final dignity. We have dignity, these dead black mercenaries, They do too."

"But we really don't!" Peng Lefeng suddenly shouted, "We don't. We are just some mercenaries who take money to sell their lives. We have no dignity. We didn't have any when we were alive, let alone when we died! I'm not like you, I got the company from the beginning. Afterwards, you can even lead the team independently. You are close to the top of the company, take on highly dangerous tasks, and get high rewards.

I am a scumbag, huddling with a group of filthy ghosts who are equally nasty. Maybe I don't have your outstanding ability, but I have experienced no less battles than you. We can only do this, trying to survive in every battle. Don't use higher moral standards to demand me, we just live without humanity, full of animality. "

"Xiao Peng, calm down." Ahu dragged him.

Lin Rui was a little at a loss, Peng Lefeng's beastly eyes made him feel a little strange, but so familiar. The war has completely changed him, or all of them.

(End of this chapter)