Battlefield Contract Worker

Several Hummers were running on the deserted road, and everything around was an indescribable red and yellow, the color unique to Africa. Black Africa is not actually black, just red and yellow. Red is soil, yellow is dust and plants.

Hearing Alexei's moaning behind him, Lin Rui spit out the cigarette **** in his mouth and handed him a bottle of water. "Drink it. If you don't drink water, you'll be dehydrated. Not a pleasant thing in this season."

Alexey leaned over, gulps the water, and finally lifted his dry, chapped lips and said, "Thank you, but who are you, and where are you taking me?"

"Don't worry, I'm not a Russian, let alone a member of a secret society. We are just a group of people working for people, a military company." Lin Rui shrugged, "But luckily, I was not hired by your enemy. So you can rest assured that we will deliver you safely to your new owner, the American."

Lin Rui looked at the gunshot wound on Alexei's body and shrugged, "Of course, try to be as safe as possible."

Alexey smiled wryly and said, "It seems that I really made the right bet this time. If I bring the information with me, I am afraid that the Americans will not care about my life if they find the information. Instead, the information will be destroyed. That's why Americans care so much about my own life and death."

"Okay, the story between you and your employer has nothing to do with us, and we don't care. I've contacted the Americans to send you to Mombasa. Once you're handed over to them there, we're done. Yes." Lin Rui shrugged.

"I've heard of you," Alexey whispered. "Are you Rick?"

"Well, I didn't even know I was so famous." Lin Rui smiled.

"In the Russian intelligence services, the dossier about you and Hei Dao is so thick." Alexei smiled bitterly, "especially after you killed the minister's female assistant. I'm really strange, after something like that happened. , you guys are all right. Aren't you worried about revenge?"

"If you are referring to the Russian female bear, I can tell you that her death itself is revenge. It is not the Russians who are retaliating against us, but we are retaliating against her. It's that simple." Lin Rui whispered.

"Well, I just thought, I should say thank you." Alexey looked at Lin Rui and said.

"No, we have never been heroes who acted bravely, we just used money to do things." Lin Rui sighed, "And now we still have a lot of troubles of our own."

"That girl is also Russian?" Alexei asked Yelena, who was sitting in front of her.

"We're just a team. We only care about ability, no matter who the other party is, where they come from, or the color and race of the other party. So we have everyone in our team practice." Lin Rui looked out the car window and said in a low voice, " But you better keep your head down, Russian."

"What's wrong?" Alexei was a little confused.

"On the one hand, she said that my girlfriend, you're staring at her like this makes me very uncomfortable. On the other hand, for safety. Someone is chasing after me, all prepare for me to fight!"

In the distance, several armed pickups were rushing towards them, and the armed men in the cars were waving their weapons and shouting loudly, meaning to stop them immediately.

"Damn, it should be the secret society that bought the nearby clan armed." Jiangan frowned, "Although these guys are not professional, if we don't leave quickly, there will be many of them."

Suddenly, there was a ripping sound of flesh and blood, and the militant who was shaking his assault rifle and shouting, a surging blood light exploded in his chest, his head suddenly tilted back, and he was beaten to the ground. The others didn't know what was going on, and only then did they hear the sound of gunfire in the distance. It was obvious that Yelena had more talent than anyone else for sniping from a distance.

As Lin Rui and others accelerated their sprint, the militant vehicles that had been huddled behind began to catch up, and all the vehicles were gathered in the huge desert in Africa. There were at least 70 or 80 people in this flow of traffic, wanton shooting at the Humvees of Lin Rui and others.

Lin Rui frowned and said, "Who are these people?"

Jiangan shook his head and said: "I don't know, it should be the clan armed forces nearby! It is estimated that they were all bought by the secret society. These people are willing to do anything with money."

Before he finished speaking, all the o2 team members felt that they heard a burst of "huwuhuwu". Like the sound of a sharp weapon passing through the wind. And it's getting louder and louder, making the eardrum feel like it's being pricked.

Lin Rui raised his head and saw a plane in the sky. This plane looked like an old-fashioned small trainer plane, or the one used for spraying pesticides on the farm. Anyway, it's an old-fashioned biplane made of wood. It's very noisy, and I don't know where these people got it.

Sergey exclaimed, "They still have air support. Everyone..."

His voice was immediately drowned out by the strong wind, and the armed men with weapons condescended and shot at the Humvee on the ground.

But it's nice that these African militias can shoot this rickety thing into the sky, and they can't shoot at it without the slightest accuracy. It is estimated that he does not know how to calculate the advance amount, and the dust on the ground swept by the bullet is straight up, but it is outrageous. Originally, the speed of this small biplane was faster than that of the Humvee below, and it passed in a staggered manner. The pilot of the plane could only make a big circle and turned the nose. Then several bombs tilted down one after another, making a "woo woo" sound in mid-air, and the bombs arrived in an instant, regardless of the enemy or the enemy. They were all bombed and screamed, and several cars overturned on the side of the road, which greatly affected the morale of these black buddies.

Lin Rui was also disgraced by the raised dust in the car: "Isn't this one of theirs? Why did he even blow up his own?.

Jiangishi frowned and said: "This is not a fighter jet, it should be some kind of small civilian aircraft, the exact model is unknown. Because it descended too low, it only exploded indiscriminately! And what they dropped seemed to be mortar shells with modified fuses. Even if it is thrown down, it can explode, but since the primer that has not been triggered will also explode, it will explode and fly around.”

"It's absolutely amazing, and there is such a second-hand product? Where did they get the second-hand broken plane, bring a box of mortar shells with fuzes, and use it directly as a bomber? What a **** talent!" Lin Rui couldn't help laughing and crying.

The sound of aircraft engines, the sound of guns exploding, and all kinds of shouting and shouting, mixed and intertwined, formed a picture that people will never forget.

No one can describe this style of painting, which is so cruel, so tragic, war raging, flesh and blood, and the desolation of the sunset desert in Africa.