Battlefield Contractor

The gang of militants in front were attacked from behind by Lin Rui and Crazy Horse, and shot a piece of them easily.

"No thanks." Crazy Horse said while pressing his earphones.

"I won't thank you either." Snake-eye's voice came from the headset. "Strictly speaking, we saved you."

Lin Rui didn't speak even more, changing a magazine and shooting at the bottom. At this moment, the Ugandan rebels below who were about to attack the rows of large houses all stopped after hearing the gunshots and hid behind the big trees. No one was approaching. Lin Rui's goal of occupying the commanding heights was achieved, which was very beneficial to the support below.

Sandro realized that there was an opportunity. He made a gesture to Jiang Jian, pointed to the enemy hidden behind the tree, and gestured to his neck with his hand. Jiang Jian understood what he meant, and immediately stuck out his head and raised his gun to provide cover for Sandro. Sandro walked around the house and quietly touched the two armed men leaning behind the tree.

The attention of the two armed men was focused on the direction of firing the shore, unexpectedly, their backs had been exposed to the enemy. Sandro gently walked to a militant hiding behind a tree, and patted him on the shoulder. The black man turned his head to see who it was. But just as he turned his head, Sandro grabbed his neck with his hands and turned it in the opposite direction. Before he could scream, he collapsed quietly to the ground.

But just as Sandro grabbed the gun again and was about to approach another black militant, the black man in front of him was about to lower his head to change the magazine, but he seemed to feel something behind him. He turned to see what was happening and he found a companion. Having fallen to the ground, he was taken aback suddenly, and desperately rushed forward, pushing Sandro's muzzle away with his hand, trying to take the weapon from his hand.

The two immediately scuffled together.

Sandro was caught by the black man's barrel, before he could think about it, he slammed into his knee. While the black man was staggering, he pulled out his bayonet backhand and pierced it. There was a "poof". The sharp bayonet plunged under the black man's ribs. Sandro is not a good stubble either. After stabs in, he immediately twists and stirs the blade, making the wound more enlarged.

In fact, it was completely unnecessary. Judging from the position, the knife was pierced deep enough to penetrate the opponent's liver and kidney. This black militant must die.

After the hapless black man was hit by the knife, he immediately released his grip on the barrel, and his body slowly fell. Both eyes stared at Sandro, losing his lustre.

The fierce gunfire in the distance concealed their fighting sounds, and no one noticed what was happening behind them. Sandro drew his saber from the corpse, wiped it on the corpse's clothes, and put the knife in the scabbard. He picked up the gun again and hid aside, pressing the earphones in a low voice, "Actuarial, are you still in the original position?"

"Nonsense, I'm alone here." Jiang An whispered.

"I'm on your side and killed two threats. But there is at least one squad enemy on your right. But their goal is not you and me. They are blocking Sergey and them. I have to go over and kill these bastards. Otherwise it will be difficult for Sergey to kill them. Can you be alone?" Sandro asked.

Ji Ki firmly held the ak47 in his hand, and without saying a word, pushed aside the dead grass and branches around him and aimed at the enemy in front. This is a depression. Several black militants are lying behind a rock in the depression, looking upward. There are also militants who raise their weapons over their heads and shoot. Of course, this shooting is like a joke. If you don't show your head, don't look at the target, and the gun is unstable, the bullets shot will only fly around. It is difficult to hit the target.

Jiang Jian quickly raised his body and fired a three-shot shot. The black man who shot the gun horizontally was shot in the wrist. The 7:62 bullet instantly shattered his wrist and almost interrupted it completely, leaving only a little flesh still attached. The wailing voices of the militants merged with the gunfire.

"Well, Sandro, I'm temporarily suppressed, now you go up." Jiang An whispered. "Lin Rui, are you still with Crazy Horse?"

"Still, don't worry, I heard your conversation. Crazy Horse will support you on it, and I have to give Sandro a chance." Lin Rui raised his gun and aimed down.

Sandro had already rushed up in the grass, and threw down an militant of the Ugandan Resistance Army. Covering his mouth with one hand, the saber in the other hand plunged into his neck and the black man was struggling under him, his body convulsing unceasingly. Sandro moved to the other side until the person in his arms stopped moving.

And a comrade of the black militant found that the situation was not right. He just turned around and before raising the gun, a drop of blood burst out on his head. The body twisted and fell down. The cold sweat on Sandro's face came down. He was too close to the black man, and the black man suddenly turned around and was almost shot by him with a gun.

Sandro swallowed hard, then turned to look at the distant mountain, he knew that Lin Rui had helped him. However, Lin Rui did not show up at all, still hiding behind the bushes on the high hillside.

"Well, boss, I owe you again." Sandro whispered.

"I heard these words calloused in my ears, it's better to change it next time." Lin Rui smiled. Sandro's heart became hot. He was very grateful to Lin Rui for his care and help. Indeed, he owed Lin Rui far more than once or twice.

Sandro followed behind the offensive Ugandan rebels and killed several militants. After the gunfire stopped Sergey and others, the scene began to be different. The other o2s came in for all the killings, and the little cooperation between them was very tacit. In the limited space, these Ugandan rebels were bloodbathed.

Sergey took the cookies and the rose, and solved several enemies cleanly. It broke through the defenses of the Ugandan rebels in one fell swoop. When a violent explosion sounded under the mountain, Lin Rui and Crazy Horse's heart also relaxed. They knew that the outer assault had been successful. Sandro put Sergey and others in.

Lin Rui immediately pressed the earphone and said, "Snake Eye, Yelena. You can move closer here now. Sergey and Rose have pushed these militants into a blind spot. The child soldiers in the big house are safe."

Jiang An responded, "Well, they can no longer use these child soldiers, and the one-eyed Weenaker is still in our hands. These Ugandan resistance forces have no leader and will not last long. We will win."