Battlefield Contractor

"Set up the team!" Jiang Jian turned to Lincoln and said, "We formed a triangle formation and hurried to the road on foot. 81Δ『Δ』Chinese Δ net except for the wounded and the dead soldiers. I need everything to be able to take up weapons. The fighters from here come to the front. We must do our best to feint so that we can cover the captain and them."

Lincoln shouted through the team communication channel: "Come out, brothers in group B! Triangle formation, target: the direction of the road outside the town."

Lin Rui had already reached the ambush in the northeast corner. He turned his head and looked in front of him and saw his team members appearing on the edge of the other side of the town. Soon he couldn't see any of them, because they had dispersed and jumped quickly from one ruin into another ruin. This was done to avoid a surprise attack by mercenary troops. They walked silently through this mottled ruin, occasionally flashing quietly in the green light of the night vision goggles, and then there was no trace.

Lincoln's men quickly opened fire. "Encountered an enemy soldier... the danger has been cleared."

"There is also one here." Another member of Group B then reported, "The danger has been cleared." There must be more than that. Lin Rui knew that mercenary troops would never act in small groups.

It would be even worse if their people were deployed around the highway on a large scale, because it meant that Lincoln and others would fight very hard...As time goes by, it will become more and more difficult for them to complete this task.

Lin Rui was crawling forward on the ground, listening to the report from the members of Group B, and almost bumped into two mercenaries. He instinctively melted into the shadow of a bush without moving.

The mercenaries did not see him, but the two men heard the sound of firefighting on the side of the road, and then proceeded more cautiously with guns in their hands. It was getting closer and closer to where Lin Rui was hiding. While brandishing their weapons, they rushed towards the opposite side.

Lin Rui pressed the button of the communication channel and signaled a full-scale attack to Group B. His signal was confirmed, gunshots and explosions in the distance were loud, and the side of the highway shone brightly.

"Group B provides us with an opportunity. The infiltration team follows me!" Lin Rui's voice came through the team communication channel, "Lincoln, I am half a kilometer behind you, and I am ready to cross the defense line. Pay attention to cover us."

"Received." Lincoln said to him, and then shouted, "Group B, fire suppression." The weapon fires flashed one by one. The bullets crossed dense red lines in the night.

Lin Rui squatted and hurried towards the other side. A bright light appeared in the front, and the grass gradually faded and disappeared, because there was no shelter here. The withered grass was razed to the ground, and they were either blown into pieces or burned to charcoal. It should be a masterpiece of roadside bombs in the morning.

The enemy camp is located a little further away on the edge of the battlefield, still intact. A reinforced concrete bunker is densely covered with shooting holes, defending the low building in the middle. This is a small village with Kurdish flags hanging at the door. It seems that this is the reason why this Gusmez mercenary force has not been captured so far, because they pretend to be a Kurdish-controlled village.

"There is a situation ahead." Lin Rui said in a low voice. He raised his hand and made a stop gesture. The players squatted beside him. The camp of these mercenaries is completely a small fortress. There is also a large parking lot in the back, with a camouflage net for hiding vehicles.

Although it is not marked on any map, it is obvious that the parking lot behind the village is on the hillside, and there should be some caves below. These mercenaries have turned them into a place to store their transport vehicles. The outer structure has been reinforced and concrete is poured to withstand some attacks and prevent drone reconnaissance. If the situation becomes uncontrollable, there will be a perfect hiding place.

Some mercenaries were rushing out of the camp with weapons, obviously heading to the other side of the road.

Lin Rui hid and stood in the south, looking down on the battlefield. This bunker served as a temporary headquarters for these mercenaries and was built in a hurry. Although the concrete dries faster, it still hasn't dried out in some places. This bunker is not in the best defensive position, but the view here is wide. He could clearly see that the mercenaries were busy strengthening the defenses around the highway.

They have pulled the sharp barbed wire, buried a large number of improvised explosives, and patrolled the entire area. When encountering a group B attack by Lincoln and others, their six-person firepower team was searching for available weapons and ammunition on the battlefield. The sudden fire attack made these mercenaries a little nervous. They obviously suspected that the o2 team members were preparing to break through at night, so they all rushed in that direction.

This gave Lin Rui and the others an opportunity. After all, these mercenaries were mobs. As soon as he noticed the situation ahead, he started rushing forward. There is not even a guard on duty. Lin Rui sneered. He quietly walked out of the shadows, avoided the mercenaries, and walked towards the headquarters inside.

It is said that the command headquarters is actually just a low two-story building. Gusmeoz is thundering inside, "Information, intelligence! I need the intelligence of those people. Who are these people?! Fighting with us all afternoon, they They can actually counterattack. Who are they and what are they going to do? No one knows, **** it?"

"We really don't know, but judging from their fighting methods, they should be mercenaries, some large military company. Maybe they are Americans or French. Our people have cleared the battlefield, and they left nothing, even There are no corpses. But according to our people, a few of them should have been killed. This shows..." A mercenary leader hesitated.

"What does this mean?" Gusmeoz frowned.

"The opponent's tactical literacy is very high. They knew that we might find some clues from the corpse, so they transported the corpse of the companion back. Only some very professional mercenaries, when performing tasks that require a high degree of confidentiality, will Do this." The mercenary leader said, "Maybe they didn't come for us."

"Impossible, there are no other goals that are valuable to Americans or French except us. And it's too late to say anything, they have spotted us. We can't let them live. This is our best hiding place. , If it is discovered, we will play. You know, we are over." Gusmoz said loudly.