Battlefield Contractor

"It's the enemy, the enemy ran away. We won." The mercenary shouted excitedly.

Black Mamba is not too clear yet, pointing to the distance and saying, "That..."

"Nobody is gone, they ran. Captain, they dropped the tank and ran." The mercenary helped up the black mamba.

Black Mamba panted and touched his forehead. He had just been pushed a few times by the shock wave, and his forehead had been knocked through a big hole. It was bloody, it looked scary, but fortunately it was just a skin injury.

It's just that the response to the concussion is not over yet. Not only dizzy, but also nauseous and nauseous.

Black Mamba struggled to stand up, "Go and check that tank. See if there is any liveness in it."

A few mercenaries hurriedly dragged a corpse out of the tank. From the location point of view, this corpse should be the captain of the tank.

"It's the captain. This guy killed several of our brothers with a machine gun and was killed by us." A mercenary touched it with his hand. "It looks like he was shot in the chest and head, and he is out of breath."

"How about the tank?" Black Mamba asked.

"It's no big problem. I got a rocket before and didn't penetrate it. These guys didn't know that you were stunned, probably because they were afraid of anti-tank missiles. So they abandoned the car and ran away." A mercenary replied.

"Damn, several of our brothers died in his hands. Damn terrorists." A mercenary kicked the corpse fiercely.

"There is no time to lose our temper, we have to go back quickly." Hei Mamba staggered. He suddenly turned around, "Who can drive that thing?"

"Tank? I only drove trucks." The mercenary said awkwardly.

"It's okay I can drive, this thing is simple. But you have to find a gunner." Black Mamba looked at these mercenaries, "Have you played cannon?"

"Me." A mercenary raised his hand.

"Follow me in the car, we drove the tank back." Black Mamba shook his head.

"Sir, are you serious?" The other mercenaries all looked at him.

"Nonsense, we are like this. Can we kill it back? But with this thing, it's different. They don't always attack their tank, right?" The black mamba climbed into the tank cockpit. "Hurry up. I hope we can be lucky."

Several mercenaries followed him into the tank. But after getting on the tank, I was dumbfounded. The mercenary who claimed to have played with guns still lacked understanding of tank guns. Even the control of the turret is strenuous.

"Don't worry about that much, just go to the roof of the car to control the machine gun. Let's kill it back." The black mamba shook his head and drove the tank.

On the one hand, he was still dizzy, and on the other hand, he knew how to drive a tank, but he was just bragging.

The tank was started by him, but it was tilted like a drunk. After all, he himself is still dizzy.

After a few laps in the same place, it is considered the right direction. Drive this tank all the way to the direction of the camp.

The Somali Youth Army was still besieging the camp of the mercenaries, and suddenly heard someone from behind shouting that the tank was coming.

These Somali youths are quite happy, after all, their own tanks have arrived. It may be that the commander thinks that the battle is almost done and it is time to send these iron guys.

Although they recognized the tank, they didn't know that all the people in the tank had changed.

Therefore, the tank driven by the Black Mamba was not hindered in any way, and it was almost a long drive straight in.

"Be careful, there are enemies everywhere here," a mercenary gasped.

Black Mamba nodded calmly, and then assigned the task "You, go and set up a machine gun. Now the light is dark, they can't see us clearly."

It's better to take the opportunity to do it, and then drove to the opposite side. "

The machine gunner inside the mercenary quickly opened the tank cover and stood in the position of the heavy machine gun. He put on the bullets of the machine gun several times.

The machine gun sound of "Da Da Da" sounded, and rows of bullets flew toward the enemy. The surrounding Somali youth army had no idea that their tanks would actually shoot at their own troops, and they were caught off guard by the power of the machine guns to the extreme.

Through the periscope, the black mamba saw where the machine gun bullets went, the grass fell to the ground like a sickle, and the Somali youths hidden inside were exposed one by one. The one who was hit by the machine gun could no longer be invisible, so he stood up and ran around.

Because the distance was too close, the tank guns were not used at all and could not exert the power of artillery fire. However, the wind blast of the two machine guns also caused the Somali youth army here to taste the pain and know what powerful firepower is.

The tank kept moving forward, and the turret turned 360 degrees. The heading machine gun and the heavy machine gun swept 360 degrees. There were a few enemies who wanted to throw grenades. Before they raised their hands, their bodies were broken by the wind of a machine gun bullet, and their arms and limbs were broken.

The bullets all fired horizontally, and at a large fan of machete, several enemies who had jumped up sideways came to a halt in the air.

There was a sound of "pupupupu", and several enemies fell heavily to the ground.

The machine gunner didn't care what it meant to be aiming and shooting, but straightened the barrel of the gun and slashed fiercely at the incoming enemy.

"Da da-da da" fierce machine gun bullets once again slammed into the crowds.

The Somali youth army had no idea that their own tanks suddenly went crazy and opened fire indiscriminately behind the team.

Black Mamba found from the periscope that in the distance, two Somali youth soldiers ran over here carrying a rocket launcher and ordered the gunner to fire.

As a result, the mercenary was completely unfamiliar with the control of the tank gun.

It's okay if you miss it, the power of the cannonball is big enough. The terrorist carried a rocket launcher and had just loaded the rocket. The rush to fire before it came was bombarded by a tank gun. After the shells exploded, huge smoke erupted.

Lin Rui whispered: "Rush out."

The tanks moved towards the inside of the camp. They wanted to pass through the enemy's offensive troops, rushing to the distance and gathering their own mercenary troops.

At this time, the Somali Youth Army realized that the situation was not right, and when the tank was about to run, it was willing to give up. They raised their guns one after another, but the bullet hit the tank, and it was just a crackling noise.

The mercenary who controls the machine gun is also a veteran. Although I haven't played the machine gun on the tank very much, after a few minutes of shooting, I am familiar with all the essentials of this heavy machine gun.

The machine gunner on the tank quickly turned the muzzle, lifted the barrel up and down, and squeezed the trigger with his fingers loose and tight. Under his rhythmic operation of the heavy machine gun, he swallowed and absorbed in order,

The bullets alternately tapped, tapped, and poured out the bullets. The bullets that flew out also attracted the chasing enemy like a magnet.

Enemies chasing tanks, who were swept by machine guns, had to run laterally and jump to avoid machine guns.

But because it is in the crowd, it is impossible to dodge it. Besides, where can I dodge?