Battlefield Contractor

About five minutes after the exchange of fire from the rear, the O2 team finally solved the militants blocked by the groups on their evacuation route, and quickly returned to join the frontal attack.

Under the impact of the opponent's firepower, the mercenaries' defense line was continuously compressed, but the firepower of the counterattack was not weakened, but it was stronger and denser than before. Because the roses and guns from the rear and the mercenaries under them also joined the battle group, the mercenaries became more vigorous.

The M16A1 equipped with a 35mm grenade launcher screamed unwillingly in the hands of the mercenaries, constantly throwing high-explosive grenades into the opponent's impact path, scattering sharp fragments to any place within its coverage.

The rapid breathing of these militants of the Holy Resistance Army and the wailing of forcibly suppressed pain after being injured filled the entire highway. They constantly rushed forward through the death net woven by countless high-speed flying metals, and constantly sprayed the same dead metal with their guns at the group of stubborn mercenaries.

Lin Rui's voice came from the earphone. "The rear interception has been cleared, O2 pays attention to all, and gradually retreats with No. 3 tactics to cover the evacuation of the convoy. We are behind."

At this time, the Holy Spirit Resistance Army was very close, and the snipers of the O2 team started a new round of harvesting lives. Every time the sniper rifle rang, there would be a body blooming with a tragic blood flower.

A rough explosion suddenly burst. The sound was like an angry roar of a rough man, roaring and shooting a rocket towards the front of the O2 mercenary's position. The explosion triggered the explosives under the rock piles, and a more violent explosion occurred. Fortunately, the mercenaries such as Lin Rui had already retreated, but the few militant vehicles that rushed closest were hit, out of control, and turned sideways.

"Bazooka!" the major exclaimed in a low voice. "They actually have a bazooka!"

His words made Lin Rui feel a little amused. Just like when he first arrived in Africa, the major did not know that the RPG rocket launcher was the standard configuration for African militants. AK47 rifle, RPG rocket launcher, and armed pickup. If you don't have these three, you are ashamed to call yourself a militant?

"Snakeeye, go and kill the bazooka. I'll treat you to a big meal after I go back." Lin Rui pressed his earphones and said.

"Understand the boss, but I don't eat any seafood, I want French food." Snake Eye replied in a low voice. He leaped out of the bunker with a gun in hand, and under the crosshairs of the scope, he clearly faced the target and pulled the trigger.

The 7.62mm warhead shot out with huge kinetic energy, and then stabbed the militant's head severely. The little leader of the Holy Resistance Resistance Army had no time to remove the rocket launcher from his shoulder before the bullet opened his skull unceremoniously.

The red and white flowers that bloomed fiercely filled the position of the car window instantly, drawing the rest of life for a life. This man was a small leader of the Holy Spirit Resistance Army, and his death greatly shocked these armed men. Even the most vicious thugs feared death enough.

The convoy took advantage of this opportunity to begin to evacuate. The soldiers in the blue helmets covered the medical convoy of the International Health Organization and began to retreat along the road. However, the mercenaries nailed these armed men to the spot, making it difficult to advance.

"I'll leave a car to help you." Lin Rui of the Blue Helmet Major yelled.

"No, you lead people to withdraw first." Lin Rui shook his head. "This is an ambush. If they don't succeed in a short time, they will retreat."

The major was silent for a while and nodded, then turned to Lin Rui and said, "What's your name?"

"Does it make sense to ask? Do you still expect to report to your Uganda headquarters to award me a medal for peace? Be smart in the future, Comrade Major, it is a fellow's advice." Lin Rui mocked, while Turned around and joined the battle.

After the convoy withdrew, the battle actually lasted only seven or eight minutes. After discovering that the plunder was hopeless, these Holy Resistance Army took the initiative to evacuate.

After all, as a notorious anti-government force, they have been attacked by the US special forces and four countries in central Africa recently. Their strength has been greatly weakened, and they dare not stay on such roads for a long time.

After the gunfire stopped, Lin Rui pressed the earphones, "Report the casualties and losses."

"There were several injured, no one was killed, and the condition of the injured is considered stable. One car's fuel tank was punctured and it was temporarily unable to move. However, a few cars were left behind when the opponent retreated. One car was in good condition. , We can use it temporarily, but we need to clean up the blood and brain on the car windows. Otherwise, the smell is very big and it attracts flies." Crazy Horse walked over.

"That bunch of blue helmets just ran away? What do they mean?" Sergey walked over cursingly.

"Forget the Russians, those Blue Helmets can't count on them, and they can't help much if they stay." Lin Rui shook his head and said, "Go quieter."

"That's right, there was a kid next to me just now, who was so scared that he was peeing his pants." Rose shrugged. "That's why I've always been the same group. I hide in the barracks all day, and the door doesn't dare to show off. What can you expect from them?"

Yelena leaned on the car and drank the wine in her small silver flask calmly, while she was fighting with Snake Eye more militants than anyone killed. It's better that Snake Eye shouted in annoyance, and reluctantly took out a few banknotes from his pocket and handed them to Yelena.

"How many did you lose?" Lin Rui smiled.

"One and a half." The little notebook on Snake Eye's arm shook his head. This was originally a notebook used by snipers to calculate ballistic corrections, but it was used by them as a basis for recording their records and betting against each other.

"There is half, how is this calculated?" Lin Rui couldn't help being a little funny.

"I hit the same target at the same time. I don't know who killed it. So it's half of the person." Snake Eye shrugged. "The Russian girl has improved in marksmanship recently and has won me two games in a row. Later I can't make money from this bet. Up."

"The marksmanship is so powerful? Someday we will compete." Gunslinger was a little unconvinced.

Lin Rui patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Let me give you a piece of advice. In the O2 team, there are a few absolute truths. That is, don't play cards with Sergey, don't shoot with snake eye, and finally Don’t play any kind of gambling with actuaries. If you don’t remember these points, they will wipe out your hard work."

The gun was a little startled, Lin Rui patted him on the shoulder, "I know you must not believe it, you must still want to try it. It's okay. But when you lose all, you will definitely start to miss my advice. Close the team, we Catch up and try to join the team before dark."

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