Battlefield Contractor

Lincoln nodded, put away the gun, and then cut the nylon handcuffs on their wrists with a dagger. Please search ()! The fastest newest novel

"Here you, buddy! Go help others." After unfastening a soldier's handcuffs, he handed him another dagger. "Help each other to unlock the handcuffs. Don't thank me, buddy, always loyal."

"Are you a Marine?" A soldier moved his stiff wrist and frowned, "Hey, the superior sent you to save us? What about the other troops?"

"Believe me, you are not important enough to let the Pentagon spare everything to save you. We are just a tactical squad, hired to stop terrorists from launching missiles." Lin Rui shook his head, "but do this. ,I need your help."

"What is our help?" the black colonel frowned.

"How many people are there?" Lin Rui frowned.

"I am the top officer of this missile wing. There is a squadron with more than 400 people detained here. There is another squadron that should be detained elsewhere, but we have lost contact." The black colonel replied.

"Okay, no matter. Colonel, then take your 400-odd people. Take up weapons and go with these terrorists, find and rescue the rest of your brothers." Lin Rui picked up the weapon from the ground Pass it to him.

"What? Don't you have other rescue troops?" The colonel was surprised.

"No, the order the Pentagon gave us is not to rescue you, but to prevent the launch of missiles. You can only rely on yourself if you want to survive." Lin Rui said.

"But we are just a strategic missile force, we are not a commando." The colonel said helplessly.

"Then find a way to treat yourself as a commando. I'm not afraid to tell you that even if I release you now, you are still in danger. Once the terrorists crack the authorization code, no one can stop them from launching missiles. The only way is for the US military to take drastic measures to destroy the base before they launch missiles. Everyone will die." Lin Rui shrugged.

"It's impossible," the colonel said in surprise.

"Why is it impossible? Destroying this base may cause huge losses, but it is better than these strategic missiles falling on Washington. Not to mention that terrorists may use these missiles to attack other countries and drag the United States into an unprepared war. You are a Smart people, you should understand what those military leaders will do." Lin Rui shrugged and said, "We have limited time. If we don't solve this crisis before they crack the code, then everything will be over."

The colonel's heart sank to the bottom, "What should I do?"

"Pick up the gun and fight like a soldier. Either die or survive the battle. No matter what, it's better than waiting to die here. Do I need to make it clearer?" Lin Rui said.

The colonel was silent.

"The only chance now is to lock up each launch system, making the launch system of the entire missile base paralyzed. Once the launch system of the base is paralyzed, then the US military will have no worries about the future, and they will have follow-up actions and storm in. Rescue you. But these are all things to do. We now need you to make a big enough noise to attract the attention of these terrorists." Lin Rui continued.

"But what should we do?" The colonel frowned.

"You will figure out a way, Colonel." Lin Rui patted him on the shoulder, "If I were you, I would get a weapon first, and then find more people, fully armed. You have the upper hand. And familiar with the environment. No matter how powerful these terrorists are, there is not much you can do with them. If you persist until the reinforcements come, you will get the Medal of Honor, Colonel."

Lin Rui waved to Lincoln, "Let's go, let's retreat. Leave this to them to solve, and we have to go back to them and discuss the destruction of the power supply line."

"Hey, where are you going?" the colonel said quickly.

"Do our own job. Your boss paid us." Lincoln shrugged.

In the missile base command room occupied by the terrorists, several people sat silent at the conference table. Finally, one person broke the silence and said, "Captain Claude, who do you think these people are?"

"The number of them is small, they only fight in small teams. But they are all good squad tactics. I really can't think of which unit they will be. Maybe it is not from Alaska Command. Maybe it is transferred from other places. Special forces who come here to solve such incidents. Green berets of the Army or Navy SEALs." A man in military uniform shook his head. The Delta Force armband on his arm is very conspicuous.

"It can't be a member of the military. We have an eyeliner in the military. If it is someone sent by the military, the Alaska Command can't know it." A person shook his head. "And because of their special way of fighting. It’s not like a normal special force."

"Will it be a mercenary?" a person whispered, "In this incident, the U.S. military strictly sealed the news. Even many people in the military did not know that they wanted to deal with the matter in a low-key manner. Will they hire private individuals? Military companies involved in this operation?"

"This can't be ruled out." A person slowly walked to the light, he was wearing a black suit, but a pair of white gloves on his hands. When he sits down, everyone has his face. It is the white glove of the secret society, and also the boss of Deyang Military Company White.

Beside the white gloves are the bomb expert Lan Qilin and the mercenary Pluto who is good at assassination. Sitting across from them are the two commanders of the renegade Delta Force, Captain Claude and Lieutenant Sever.

"It's really a headache. What's the source of these guys?" White Glove frowned, "The fighting has continued until now. At least dozens of people have been killed and injured in our side. And they didn't even have a corpse left. This strength is not bad. It's really tough."

"The problem is not here. We only discovered that they attacked after sneaking in. This shows that they completely avoided the many booby traps we set up, and at the same time avoided a large number of camera surveillance. Such a force , Always reminds me of certain people." Pluto whispered.

"You mean Black Island Company? Impossible! Their O2 is indeed very strong, but they have a feast with the US military. They have even been disqualified as a defense contractor." Lan Qilin frowned.

"There are no permanent enemies, only permanent benefits." White Glove said indifferently, "I have a hunch, this time it should be our old acquaintance-O2 team, Lin Rui!"

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