Battlefield Contractor

After Highway 3 extended into the toothed ridge, Lin Rui and others turned to the fork on the right, a narrow mule and horse trail. The trail winds up the side **** of the mountain. The terrain of the mountains in this area of ​​Anmore is very strange, shaped like a horseshoe, the top is relatively flat, the surrounding is very steep, and the bottom is a bottomless canyon. On the high slopes, nothing grows except for dwarf shrubs and heathers, only huge limestone protruding from the slope. There are no continuous trenches on the front line, and it is impossible in such a terrain.

The front line is generally composed of a series of strengthened guard posts. These guard posts are positions, and most foxholes are set up near each road corner. From far away, you can see the mercenary's position on the top of the horseshoe, the simple bunkers piled up with sandbags, and the smoke floating from the air-raid shelter. A little closer, you can smell a nauseating, slightly sweet stench. After that, this strange smell, including blood, the smell of corpses, urine and urination, rusty cans, etc., are all mixed together to form a Extremely rancid environment.

A group of civilian mercenaries are retreating from the front, and they have completed their combat missions. Their military uniforms were covered with yellow dust, they dragged heavy military boots, and their faces were all unshaven. The team leader in command of this small position is Van Nistelrooy the Gurkha. He was a young man of short stature, about twenty-five years old, with very hard black hair, and a longing, pale face that was always unavoidably dirty during war.

He received the order to crawl out of the trenches and take his men to report to Lin Rui and others. Behind him are mercenaries assigned to Lin Rui and others.

Some stray bullets whizzed past them. There is a semicircular trench and a parapet wall, partly made of sandbags and partly made of stones. There are about thirty to forty pits, like mouse holes. Lin Rui, Van Nistelrooy, and the other team members rushed to the nearest air defense trench, which was not occupied yet, and seemed to be able to accommodate them.

There was a rifle shot somewhere on the front line, and a strange, endless echo was formed among the many valleys. Lin Rui lowered his head and said loudly, "Tell me, how is the situation of the teaching team? Did they get blocked? Why didn't they pull down?"

"They are trapped in the trenches in front. It's not that they can't be retreated, but the enemy's firepower will sweep them before they retreat." Van Nistelrooy said with a gray face, "We tried to respond to them, but were suppressed several times. Come back. There are several main firepower points of the enemy in front of them, and they also have armored vehicles. If the instructors withdraw from the trenches, they will be shot."

"Understood, Black Panther said you still have fifty people who can fight. Now take your people and follow me. Let's kill those firepower points." Lin Rui shouted in a deep voice.

"Understood, sir." Van Nistelrooy led a man crawling out of the air-raid trench, and heard another gunshot. A black man in their team fell from the breast wall, his face covered with blood.

"Damn, there's one less person now," Sergey murmured.

"Don't talk nonsense," Lin Rui said in a deep voice. He rolled in quickly. There was a long and narrow bunker in front of the parapet. This was dug out of the rock. Some stone piles were also built with primitive shooting holes. Here are ten. The two sentry posts are located in different parts of the trenches and behind the breast wall. There are barbed wire fences on the trenches. Looking back, the hillside extends down into an unfathomable canyon. On the opposite side, there are only bare mountains, all flying The rock cliff looked dark and desolate, with no signs of life at all, not even a bird.

"Where are they?"

Van Nistelrooy waved his hand. "There."

Lin Rui looked through the binoculars, and he knew that the gunfire should be a hundred meters away. But he couldn't see anything-it seemed that the trenches of the teaching team were well hidden. Later, when he finally saw what Van Nistelrooy was referring to, Lin Rui felt both upset and uneasy. The secret society occupies a favorable terrain, and the firepower points for continuous shooting have a high advantage. The top of the mountain on the opposite side is separated by a valley, and it is at least two hundred meters away from them. You can only see the trenches of the secret society militants. Outline, and a red and yellow flag of the Orumi Federation.

"Boss, it's no wonder they can't get down. In this case, they don't give up those firepower points. They don't want to move." Sergey whispered.

In a short while, a row of bullets flew past their ears, making a disgusting squeal, and digging into the soil behind the sausage. They squatted down instinctively. This place has become a battle of digging trenches, and under such intensive firepower, anyone can die because of a stray bullet flying around.

Sergey frowned, "Yelena, can you clear the firepower spot there?"

"They are well hidden, hiding in the bunker, it is difficult for me to hit them." Yelena frowned.

Lin Rui stretched out his finger, roughly measured the distance, turned around and said to Van Nistelrooy, "About two hundred meters, haven't you tried using a mortar?"

"I tried, but there is a reinforced concrete fortification left over from the Anmor War. We failed." Van Nistelrooy shook his head.

"Then we will try to get close there and use a flamethrower to get rid of those reinforced fire spots." Sausage whispered.

"But we can't get close. That position is condescending, and we will be suppressed by heavy firepower if we move." Van Nistelrooy whispered.

Lin Rui shook his head, "There is still a way. For example, from above. He pointed at the top of his head in a low voice, "From the position on the curved stone wall, you can touch the enemy at the top. From their perspective, they descended from the blind spot and attacked behind him. "

Van Nistelrooy raised his head to look at the almost vertical canyon wall, and shook his head, "But it is impossible to climb there."

"That's because you haven't seen a real bare-handed climbing." Lin Rui turned his head and said, "Sergey, you go up first, then put down the sling to hang us and our equipment."

The equipment Lin Rui said was mainly two flamethrowers. Due to the complex terrain, they do not have heavy artillery, rockets and light artillery can hardly collapse the fortifications, and bullets can hardly hit the secret society enemy in the fortifications. Therefore, flamethrowers that can only rely on high temperature to kill the hidden enemies in strong bunkers, fortifications, caves or trenches, and can also be used to ignite the enemy's flammable weapons and equipment and materials, have become their important force.

Burning the enemy forces in the fortifications at high temperature and violently burning consumes the oxygen in the narrow fortifications for a short time to suffocate them, which can make the enemies in the target fortifications lose their resistance quickly, and kill the hidden fortifications at a very small cost. The enemy among them. Although in modern wars, this flamethrower has long been eliminated. But the battle they are fighting has nothing to do with modern warfare at all. The two sides are limited by conditions, and what they are fighting is this kind of trench war that has been behind more than a century.

(End of this chapter)