Battlefield Contractor

Jiang An is currently at the Black Island headquarters. He can plan the best retreat plan and route based on satellite images and the entire battlefield situation. Please search () to see the most complete! The newest novel is the most difficult, dangerous and critical area from the position where Lin Rui and the others attacked the secret society to the desert more than a thousand meters away.

If Lin Rui and the fox team can successfully intercept the armed personnel of the secret society and drag these armed personnel to this area full of ruined buildings, then they may still have a chance to escape. Otherwise, it will be very dangerous and may even lead to annihilation of the entire army.

Lin Rui and Crazy Horse climbed up from the ground like wild beasts and began to run desperately towards the ruins. "Da Da Da..." "Boom" The bullet behind them was almost chasing their footsteps and shooting. The bullet hit the dust on the ground like a line. Holding guns, the two of them rolled in snakelike, jumping and jumping on the rubble-filled ruins, desperately avoiding the flying bullets.

But the machine guns were fired in a fan shape. The dense bullets were like splashing water. They danced under the feet and around the two people, hitting the dust on the ground. With the continuous consumption of the strength of the two bodies, the bullets were getting closer and closer. The closer.

"Boom!" Another grenade exploded, and the rising smoke almost completely concealed their figures.

Lin Rui slammed forward, stretched his arms forward, and slid forward on the construction waste full of sharp edges and corners. He quickly jumped forward and turned to jump behind a pile of ruins. He just fell to the ground. A row of bullets passed over his head. "Rick, how are you!" Crazy Horse shouted loudly.

"Bah! What else? There are bruises everywhere, and I almost grind out Lao Tzu's eggs." Lin Rui cursed fiercely, then lowered his head and disappeared into the overgrown ruins. Due to obstacles everywhere, the opponent's armed pickup could not drive in, and the machine gun lost its target. But the armed personnel of the secret agency who followed behind began to give play to their superiority in numbers.

"Boom boom boom..." Several consecutive grenades landed where they had just disappeared.

The explosion lifted up a huge plume of smoke, and the air wave threw shrapnel and mud around. "Uh" Crazy Horse grunted and hid in a bunker on one side.

"Damn it!" Lin Rui was shocked, and he hurried over on a crawl. "Crazy Horse, how is it?"

"Nothing, a shrapnel fell into my neck." Crazy Horse panted.

A hole was pulled out from the back of his neck, and blood was dripping down the wound like a broken thread, and a blood line soon formed. But it's just a bruise, as long as it doesn't hurt the muscles or the blood vessels, it's fine.

"Rick, go quickly and leave me alone! I'll help you withstand it for a while." Crazy Horse pushed Lin Rui's hand away to hold him, but he half kneeled on the ground. Lin Rui realized that the Crazy Horse's leg was also bleeding.

Lin Rui turned back like lightning, turned back and raised the gun in his hand, pulling the trigger "bang, bang, bang" one after another. Three shots in a row, m16a4 is ringing rhythmically. One by one, hot bullet shells kept jumping out of the barrel. Several secret society soldiers who tried to rush up immediately fell to the ground.

Lin Rui pulled the Crazy Horse with all his might, "Go! I'm broken!"

He urged anxiously, then raised the gun and aimed at the new target. Crazy Horse gritted his teeth and glanced at Lin Rui again, finally cruelly, and walked in front of him with a limping leg.

Lin Rui used the m16a4 against his ribs and fired one hand to one side while drew out the pistol, trying his best to prevent the chaser on the other side from approaching with this low deterrent shooting. His target is the few armed secret agencies who are running at high speed. The soldiers trained by these secret agencies are fundamentally different from the African militia.

Their military qualities are very good, and they cooperate with each other tacitly.

After entering the ruins in the center of the town, the secret agency’s armed pickup truck is no threat. But these well-trained Secret Service armed personnel caused great trouble for them, and even the fox squad in charge.

Crazy Horse limped while running hard. He knew he was hurt badly. He lost a lot of blood, making him feel exhausted in advance. And he also knew that Lin Rui would not leave before he left. The only thing he can do now is to retreat as soon as possible and complete the rendezvous with the Fox team. It also gave Lin Rui valuable time to evacuate.

The distance is very close, as long as he can rush through this area, it is safe.

"Rick, we must live!" Crazy Horse thought silently, staggering but not stopping, moving hard while still shooting persistently. Try to stop chasing soldiers and relieve Lin Rui's pressure.

Lin Rui was still moving desperately, rolling, completing over and over again, crawling forward. The more dangerous, the more calm.

Judging the situation reasonably, using all battlefield conditions reasonably, and using all the tactics learned reasonably, you will live longer on the battlefield than others. This is the only truth he has learned over the years of his career as a mercenary.

When Crazy Horse was injured just now, he should have given up his departure, because this is the rule on the battlefield. Lin Rui also understood that the rules on the battlefield were the rules of survival. Risking to rescue the injured comrades is not worth the gain. Whether it is for individuals or teams, it is not in the highest interest.

But he couldn't do it because of an ordinary but sincere friendship. This is a kind of fraternal friendship, which may not be seen on weekdays, but when it is critical, you can incarnate as a shield without hesitation to block the bullets for your comrades and sacrifice for the other side. There is no rhetoric, no horror, only absolute trust in the ordinary.

Crazy Horse ran desperately with his waist down, letting the blood drip, the tingling on his leg slowly slowed his steps. Although he was staggering and sluggish, he still tried his best to run to the woods. He couldn't let Lin Rui's efforts for him become worthless.

The gunshots behind him were still ringing rhythmically. Crazy Horse endured the heart-piercing pain in his neck and the slower and slower footsteps because of the pain, constantly changing his position and trying to escape.

In order to cover the Crazy Horse to evacuate in advance, Lin Rui had already killed five more personnel of several secret agencies. The remaining secret society armed forces have become even more cunning, they are hiding in the half-human-height ruins and approaching. On the other side, a secret agency team of six or seven people also gradually rushed up.

The magazine was empty again. Lin Rui took out a new magazine and put it on. While taking out a few more grenades, they filled the m18a4's lower grenade launcher. "Damn it, the fox team should also come to support." Lin Rui leaned against a concrete pillar and gasped for a while.

"Boom" and "Boom" the several armed personnel of the secret society who chased Lin Rui to the position just now, were blown up by grenade. Lin Rui panted, and when he moved back, these grenades would buy him precious time.

The m320 gun grenade was fired at the feet of several armed personnel of the secret agency, and then exploded. The prefabricated fragments of the anti-personnel grenade were torn apart by the explosives filled inside. The speed is in all directions.

On the spot, about a dozen secret agency personnel were hit by shrapnel, and they wailed and rolled around in pain. Forced by the explosion of the grenade, the uninjured secret society armed forces did not dare to pursue it anymore. Lie down on the spot quickly. Lin Rui won the last bit of time.