Battlefield Contractor

Inside the airport lobby, the aviator Musalim stood up and stretched. Turned his head, looked at the hostages sitting on the ground, smiled contemptuously, then walked over, poured another cup of coffee and sat down leisurely.

"Teacher, shouldn't it start?" A masked terrorist stepped up and asked in a low voice.

"Wait again. Before the grand performance begins, you need to wait patiently. The better the actor, the more you have to know how to make the audience look forward to it." The aviator Musalim smiled slightly, "Now the audience is not there yet, as As actors, how can we start acting without authorization?"

"But, wait any longer, the Malian security forces are coming soon." The masked terrorist whispered.

"They are just a foil." Pilot Musalim whispered, "After today, we are destined to be heroes, and heroes need foil. The security forces will arrive in ten minutes. Their incompetence and cowardice will It is our best foil. There are also media and reporters from various countries who will be the writers of our hero biographies. Our deeds will spread all over the world and be worshipped as heroes."

The masked terrorist nodded humbly, "Yes."

Pilot Musalim looked down at his watch and said calmly, "These security forces are really slow, and the newly formed joint assault force is just a mob. When they arrive, we will start. Get ready, let Let us shock the world."

Outside the airport lobby, Lin Rui put down his communication headset, "The Malian security forces will arrive in five minutes. All units are ready to report on the current situation."

"The twelve terrorists have locked their positions. The aviator Musalim has also been locked." Sergey replied.

"The infiltration group has reached the designated position. We are above the ceiling and can complete the assault at any time." Crazy Horse replied.

"How is the anti-blasting team?" Lin Rui asked.

"The explosives have been set up, and preparations for detonation are complete." Sausage replied.

"Very good." Lin Rui turned to the top of the building with the communicator. I checked the explosive device myself, and then asked Sausage, "Are you sure you can?"

"Sure, the explosion started from here, and the entire row from there to here can be destroyed. Once detonated, this part of the roof will completely collapse." Sausage nodded.

Lin Rui nodded, "Then the rest of us lie in ambush here, and after the roof collapses, we rush in from here. Where is the explosion safety zone?"

"A distance of about five meters is enough, because it is due to directional blasting." Sausage nodded.

"Five meters, just enough for a run-up distance. After the start, we rushed in to evacuate the crowd. You must try to deal with the explosive vest on the terrorist. I don't want the bomb to explode in the evacuation crowd." Lin Rui thoughtfully.

"Understood." Sausage nodded.

After five minutes, the armored vehicle of the Malian security forces finally arrived. A group of soldiers set up a cordon on the periphery of the airport, and then set up a temporary headquarters to block reporters and the crowd. Request to establish communication links with terrorists.

Lin Rui made a decisive decision and ordered in the headset, "Action!"

There was a huge explosion, and almost the entire airport hall was shaking.

"GO, GO, GO!" Lin Rui's shout rang the commando's headset. Crazy Horse led people to jump from the ceiling.

Outside the glass curtain wall, commandos descended one by one.

Lin Rui also rushed out of the explosion without hesitation.

The terrorists were stunned for a while, and they faced him with black hole muzzles...

Although they worked hard to twist their bodies, hoping to avoid the enemy's bullets, his enemy was a trained commando after all.

After the intensive gunfire ended, only the corpse with bullet holes remained on the ground.

However, the corpse of the aviator Musalim seemed to show a weird smile...not that he was really smiling. It was because he was shot headshot when he was laughing.

At that moment, he saw a black figure, like a ghost in the dark night, appearing behind the glass curtain wall-Yelena has sneaked down from the outer curtain wall to a suitable position, touching behind most of the enemies.

The fully automatic sniper rifle equipped with a silencer spit out soft fire, calm but as if playing an elegy-just two seconds later, two more bodies were on the ground. Flying aviator Musalim happened to be headshot with a smile. The bullet hole in his forehead condensed the smile on his face, but the back of his brain was **** and bloody-this was a successful sniper!

Sergey slapped the weapon in his hand very depressed. He was ready to shoot at the pilot Musalim, but he didn't expect Yelena to rush out like this.

As soon as the aviator Musalim appeared in front of him, he was still laughing at Yelena's poor reaction speed-he thought it was impossible for Yelena to finish shooting on the sling.

After all, the recoil of the sniper rifle is amazing. How did you know that Yelena used her elbow and shoulder support and her curled knees as a fulcrum to complete this almost impossible shot... not easy!

He looked sideways at the blond, smiling woman-he could only show his thumb to Yelena!

Lin Rui led people in quickly, raised his gun and shouted, "All killed."

Some terrorists who were wounded but not fatal were hit immediately. They are all strapped with bomb vests, which will detonate with a little movement. The commandos were unrelenting, even if they had no resistance, they all had a shot in the head.

Airport passengers held hostage by terrorists shrank into a ball. One passenger was smashed by terrorists with blood on his head and splashed all over his face. He cried out of control and became incontinent on the spot.

"Get up, sir, you are all right now, but it's a pity that you have a tailor-made suit. But now you only have to worry about finding a good launderer, not a good doctor. I think this is already a good thing." The horse pulled the passenger up from the ground.

"We have controlled the situation and evacuate from here. Yes, go here. Friendly reminder, please hold your head with both hands when you go out. So as not to cause misunderstanding." Lin Rui waved.

The ferocity of this group of commandos is by no means inferior to terrorists in the eyes of this group of passengers.

All of them obediently held their heads in their hands and left the bombed gap. No one dared to look back at the airport lobby like Shura hell.

"I'm the head of the Malian security forces. What's going on?" a black officer came up and asked.

"Obviously, we helped you solve the trouble. The rest is left to you, evacuate the crowd, clean up the aftermath, and of course deal with the media." Lin Rui shrugged.