Battlefield Contractor

"What, password?" Crazy Horse frowned.

"Why, you won't be so in a hurry that you don't even know the password. This set of passwords was agreed in advance yesterday. Didn't anyone tell you?" Naim's hand was already on the weapon beside the table.

"How could we know that we agreed yesterday? We only arrived this morning." Crazy Horse shook his head. "But, wait a moment, I'll come and I'll ask you about the situation. You can get confirmation in a few minutes." He stretched his hand to the wireless headset in his ear.

Naim suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at Crazy Horse and the other team members, "Don't worry, you'd better put your hands where I can see them."

"What do you mean? We got off the car temporarily when we came. Others have gone to the south to take part in the defensive operation. The password should have been passed to our captain. Now I only need to contact him to get what you need. Password. Is there any problem?" Crazy Horse frowned.

"I hope so, but before confirming your identities, please drop your weapons on the ground. Slow down," Naim whispered. "If it is confirmed that you have no problem, you can get back the weapon."

"What's going on?" The two terrorists who led the way looked confused.

"Did you not ask them for the password when they came in?" Naim snapped.

"We...we had an attack at the time, and they protected us. Because it was urgent, we didn't..." the wounded terrorist explained. "They helped us kill the attacker."

"I will ask you two to settle the account and put down the guns." Naim shouted sharply, "Otherwise I will shoot."

Crazy Horse and others can only put the Famas rifle in their hands on the ground.

"Don't bend over and throw it directly on the ground." Naim shouted sharply.

"Sorry, sir. Didn't anyone teach you to hit a loaded gun. Is it very dangerous? Maybe your people do it often, but in my team he has to follow the rules." Crazy Horse shook his head.

Naim sneered, "and your pistols."

"Pistol. Are you kidding?" Crazy Horse frowned. "You have a submachine gun in your hand. As far as I can pull the pistol, you can sieve me and my people. Besides, if we are enemies, If you do, your people will rush over as soon as the gun is fired. I just want to contact the headquarters to confirm the password again."

"Okay." Naeim reluctantly nodded, "Don't play tricks. You don't need a password, as long as you can confirm your identity with the command headquarters, everything else is easy to handle."

"Just wait a few minutes." Crazy Horse turned to Lin Rui and said, "Give me your radio."

"Wait, don't you bring a radio?" Naim said alertly, "Why use his?"

"This is the internal communication channel of the squad. And what you want to contact is the command headquarters." Crazy Horse said helplessly, "This is my communicator, and his radio can communicate with the headquarters."

Naeim looked at Lin Rui suspiciously and nodded, "Well then, just use his communicator."

Lin Rui was carrying a backpack behind his back, but there was no communicator inside. So he walked to Naeim's side, raised his hands and walked to the table and said, "Can I take off the backpack? The communicator is in the backpack."

"Take it out." Naim nodded. He didn't think there was any threat from this seemingly ordinary communication soldier, especially when the opponent had no weapons.

Lin Rui was slowly turned around and put the backpack on the table, then reached out and unlocked the lock of the backpack and made a movement to take something from it.

"Huh?" Lin Rui frowned.

"What's the matter?" Naim leaned forward with some doubts to look at his backpack. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Rui suddenly wrapped Naim's neck with the strap of his backpack, and then jerked back. There was originally a table between him and Naeim. With this pull, he instantly caught Naeem's neck on the edge of the table, and then slammed his head with the other hand.

Click, the hard edges and corners of the table edge and Lin Rui's sudden force, Naim's neck was snapped off.

Lin Rui's movements were too fast, and the two terrorists were surprised but still did not react. Crazy Horse immediately took a step forward, covering a terrorist's mouth with one hand, quickly pulling out the dagger with the other hand, and poking into the kidney of the terrorist's back several times.

The remaining injured terrorist was punched in the back of the head with a scar face, foaming at the mouth and twitching in his limbs. O2's soldiers are all good players, even if he knows this state from his eyes, he will definitely not survive.

Lin Rui quickly let go of Naeim's corpse, picked up the weapon from the ground, and whispered, "Move the corpse to a hidden place, lest the terrorists outside find out that we can't make much movement yet."

Sausage and others nodded and immediately dragged the body to a hidden place and hid it. There is a power distribution room in the underground parking lot. Because the city's power supply system has been seriously damaged, it is now a display. But they happened to use them to hide the body. Then Lin Rui continued to walk to the front, looking for a corner to sit down.

It was not until he confirmed that nothing was noticed by anyone before he lowered his head and used wireless communication to contact Sergey who was guarding the door.

"Has the government's counterattack begun?" Lin Rui asked in a low voice.

"It seems to have already started, I heard sporadic shelling in front of me." Sergey whispered at the entrance.

"Immediately notify the joint force and request air reinforcements. Guide the drone to attack the location near the target, but make sure that the target is not destroyed. Then sound the air defense alarm to lead the target here." Lin Rui whispered.

"Well, just wait for this moment." Sergey replied in a low voice, and then quickly sent the coordinate position that had been prepared long ago to the joint force command.

Through joint forces. The drones that hovered high in this area long ago responded in the first time.

Several successive Hellfire missiles fell from the sky, blasting nearby buildings and roads into flames and smoke. The air defense alarm on the side of the air defense facility sounded even more terribly. Sergey and another O2 member waved and shouted, "The airstrike has begun, everyone avoid the airstrike!"

The continuous explosions and flames, coupled with the deliberately disrupting audio-visual air raid alarms, still surprised the nearby terrorists, and they began to evacuate here to avoid air strikes. There are vehicles and people coming. It is common for these terrorists to fight with the government forces. Knowing that the government forces have air superiority, they all go to the underground garage to escape.

Sergey, the temporary guard, was also very responsible, and organized the vehicles to enter in an orderly manner. But in fact, they have been looking for those target people.