Battlefield Contractor

"Sergey, report your progress." Jiang An's voice came from the headset.

"I have sneaked into their camp and investigated on the south side. Since most people have been transferred, the camp is quiet. But I still haven't found the place where Rick is being held. Rose, you and there," Sergey whispered. Tao. He clings to the wall like a gecko, slowly keeping moving.

"Rose, what's the situation with you?" Jiangan whispered in the communication channel.

"The guards on the east side have been cleaned up, and we are also searching for Lin Rui's whereabouts, but we haven't found any clues." Rose replied, "Fox Sandro, what's the situation with you?"

"Just dealt with the sentry on a sentry post. I found a room that may be used to hold prisoners, but no one was found. I also checked the interrogation room just now, and I didn't find it either." Sandro replied, "It's not possible, I Go grab a bite and come out and ask."

"Well, your time is running out. If it doesn't work, just do it. Remember not to stay alive after you ask." Jiang An whispered.

"Understood." Sandro rolled out of the grass and stared at a sentry in front. This person is on duty outside the temporary detention center. Maybe he will know some news about Lin Rui.

Sandro carefully observed the surroundings, then bent over, approaching the sentry bit by bit. His footsteps were very light, and even if he stepped on the grass in army boots, there was no sound. Although he is good at urban street fighting, his nickname of North American Fox is not covered. This kind of stealthily arresting prisoners couldn't trouble him at all.

Seemingly aware of something strange behind him, the sentinel turned his head hesitantly. But the moment he turned his head, Sandro was already close to him, pressing one hand on the weapon in front of his chest, flicking his finger flexibly, and the automatic rifle was already closed.

When the sentry raised his head in amazement, Sandro had already lifted his palm up and hit the secret agency sentry's jaw. The sentry received a heavy blow, and his head tilted back involuntarily. Sandro's foot has also hooked the sentinel's foot, gently moving backwards. The sentinel had a backward momentum, and his feet moved in the opposite direction. He immediately lost his balance and fell backward.

A sharp dagger was placed on the sentry’s neck, "Don’t move." Sandro whispered, "I can cut your carotid artery with just one light knife. Even if you yell, no one Saved you. Because before your companions arrived, you would lose a lot of blood and go into shock, and then die a few minutes later. You know what I mean?"

The eyes of the sentinel of the secret society showed endless fear and nodded.

"Very well, the rules are very simple. I ask questions and you answer them." Sandro whispered, "Has an Asian been captured these days?"

The sentry nodded in fear.

"Very well, where is he locked up?" Sandro demanded.

"Originally locked here, today the baron took him away..." the sentry trembled.

"Where did you go? Where did you keep this person?" Sandro whispered.

"I don't know, maybe it's the headquarters, maybe the guard barracks behind... Maybe, I really don't know anything." The sentry whispered in a low voice.

Sandro forced him with a knife and whispered, "Where the **** is it?"

"I don't know, but he should be in this camp, at least he hasn't been shot yet. Because the baron said, it's useful to keep him." The sentry explained in a low voice.

"What's the use? What will the Red Baron do to him?" Sandro frowned.

"I really don't know, I'm just an ordinary soldier. I probably heard a little bit when standing on the sentry yesterday. The baron wants to negotiate with him, so he can't let him die." The sentry whispered, "I think he might be injured. , So he was sent to the infirmary. Because he was injured, and the baron did not want him to die. If he is not here, then he must have gone to the infirmary."

Sandro whispered, "Where is the medical room?"

"On the southeast side, there are a group of white emergency tents, which look very obvious. He may be in one of them." The secret society soldier whispered.

"Thank you for telling me." Sandro put his tactical gloved hand on the mouth and nose of the secret society soldier, and then quickly pierced the dagger into his neck. The blade is inserted obliquely upward along the cervical spine, directly destroying the brain tissue in the skull. "Although I can't let you go, but at least it can make you less painful." Sandro put down the corpse of the secret society soldier and dragged the still warm corpse to the shelter.

"Sergey, Lin Rui should be in your area, searching for those medical emergency tents. He may be in one of them, and I will rush over to meet you." Sandro whispered while pressing the communication headset.

"Received. I immediately started investigating those tents. Rose, help me pay attention to the patrol at the intersection. I don't want to get out of the tent and immediately meet the armed patrol of the secret agency." Sergey whispered.

"Don't worry, we are watching for you. We can help you solve your troubles and give you a timely warning." Rose said in a low voice, "act now!"

Sergey touched it out from behind a few small trees, and then approached the emergency tents of the medical rescue team quietly. These first aid tents are specially used for emergency surgery and rescue wounded soldiers. But the fighting was too cruel, and most of the wounded soldiers were blocked on the other side and could not be withdrawn in time. So these tents are also quite empty.

Sergey walked in slowly, holding the gun. The night vision device he carried on his head made everything around him appear green. These quiet rows of tents, the smell of blood and disinfectant potions, made people a little creepy.

"Damn it!" Sergey knelt down, and he found that there was a light in one of the emergency tents, and at least four or five guards were watching. This kind of emergency tent used by field troops is relatively large. There are individually sterilized sterile operating rooms and dozens of beds waiting for surgery. Therefore, the area is much larger than that of ordinary tents.

But no matter how big the tent is, it doesn't need four or five soldiers with live ammunition to guard it? There must be something weird in it, Sergey gritted his teeth and bent over. But afraid of those guards, he didn't dare to get too close. Just hiding on the outside, wanting to hear what the inside or these guards are saying, and then move according to the situation.

In this case, he can only deal with it this way. It's better to be more cautious than rashly. Besides, even if Lin Rui was inside, he was not sure to deal with four or five guards who were on guard at the same time. Sergey squatted down and tapped the earphone lightly with his finger. This is a pre-appointed secret code, used when it is inconvenient to speak. It means to signal to the other members of the team that he has not exposed, but has encountered some trouble.