Battlefield Contractor

In the muddy water, Lin Rui continued to move forward. The o2 players on the boat were more nervous than him.

"He has been underwater for more than ten minutes, right?" Sandro whispered.

"It should be, I feel like I've been boiled for an hour." Crazy Horse whispered.

"Perhaps I should act with him." Sergey said with some worry, "Nothing will happen, right? This swamp is not a flat river. If you encounter a mud puddle, just..."

Jiang An suddenly raised his hand to stop him, and said in a low voice, "Don't guess, since there is no abnormal movement, it means that he is still safe."

Lin Rui fumbled all the way underwater, but he finally touched a foreign object, like a cylindrical pile, but it should be made of some kind of metal. Lin Rui moved slightly in his heart, and then touched it to the side. His fingers quickly touched another column. This time he was sure that this was the foot of the pillar supporting the platform above. It should be made of light and strong aluminum alloy.

The camps of those militants were built on the platform supported by the metal pillar feet, but the pillar feet were painted with dark camouflage on the exterior, so they could not be seen from a distance.

Maori looked at the distance through the binoculars and suddenly seemed relieved, and said in a low voice, "He succeeded."

In the telescope, a head protruded under the platform in the distance, and Lin Rui popped out of the water against the muddy water and dead branches and fallen leaves. He took a deep breath of air and made a gesture to the distance. Lin Rui drew out his dagger while swimming in the muddy water under the platform. Gently tried the floor above the head.

The board above this platform is behind some gaps. Although it is impossible to see the situation above, it can be judged from the sound of footsteps. Which are the places where the secret society militants stay and which are the places where the hostages are held. Because militants can move around freely, but those hostages must restrict their activities. So their room should be the quietest.

Lin Rui opened the waterproof bag quickly, took out the communication headset and put it on, and whispered, "I'm already in place."

"Good job, we have already seen you." Jiang An crouched on the boat and replied in a low voice.

"You have to remember everything from left to right. There are three rooms on the platform from left to right. In the first room, there are people walking and talking, and several people are talking. It should be the militants of the secret society. Place. There is no sound in the second room, and there are people moving in the third room, but there are very few.

So the second room is the room where the hostages are held. As for the third room, you must be very careful. It was most likely the room where Renélev was. Lin Rui whispered.

He raised his binoculars and said in a low voice, "I understand. But you must be careful. There are two guards on the platform, one at each end. But the good news is that because of the camp building in the middle, they mutually Can't see through. This is a good opportunity."

Lin Rui whispered, "Okay, I understand."

He silently moved to the side of the platform in the water, and then climbed the edge of the platform with both hands, his body did not leave the water surface. Hang it for a while, let the water on your body run off more, and avoid slowing down your steps in the action. What he needs now is quick and quick action.

The secret society militant guarding the platform, leaning on the railing on one side, should be smoking. Lin Rui clearly heard him lighting the lighter. Lin Rui took a deep breath and slowly approached where he was. Then he climbed the edge of the platform with his hands, curled his body upward with the strength of his waist and abdomen, and stepped onto the platform without any body.

The secret agency militant took a sip after lighting a cigarette, and just turned around. Lin Rui didn't give him time to react at all, so he tightly bound his neck. Let the back pierce between his back of his head and neck bone with a dagger, instantly destroying his nerve center and cutting off the connection between his brain and body. The militant convulsed for a while and died before he could even struggle.

Lin Rui slowly put him down, dragged him to hide behind a pile of wooden boxes.

"I'm going to the tree house to help me confirm whether the road is safe." Lin Rui whispered while pressing the headset.

"Wait a minute." Jiang An replied, "The guard on the other side of the platform is pacing back and forth. He has not turned around yet. After he turns around, I will give you a signal. Before he turns around again, you will have about ten. It takes about a second to pass through the passage. Maybe shorter."

"Understood." Lin Rui replied in a low voice, holding the dagger in his hand. At the other end of the corridor is a simple escalator leading to the tree house above. He must get rid of the guard on the tree house, they threaten the most. If this person is killed, then the remaining secret society militants can deal with it.

Jiang An, Sergey and others can also get close quickly before these secret society members are aware.

"Safe!" Jiang Jian's voice suddenly said in the earphones.

Lin Rui did not hesitate at all, walked over like a gust of wind, jumped on the simple escalator a few steps, and quickly climbed up. Swift and silent, and fast, like a black cat jumping to the table, agile and quiet.

He slowed down when he approached the roof of the tree. He didn't want to show his head rashly, but was shot and killed by the opponent. So try to slow down the action. But he still underestimated the guard's alertness, also because the two were too close. Although the guard did not see him, he felt that something was wrong behind him and turned his head back suddenly.

The dagger in Lin Rui's hand was not stabbed, but was opened by the guard's butt. Suddenly, the opponent's rifle not only opened the dagger in his hand, but also knocked his dagger into the tree house. But because the distance was too narrow, the guard did not have time to turn the gun.

The two scrambled with each other, Lin Rui's eyes were quick, and he broke free with one hand. He staggered, then fell quickly, smashing the weapon in the guard's hand.

If you lower your head to pick up the dagger, it is obviously too late. Lin Rui simply waved his hand and threw it out with the drinking pipe he used to breathe underwater, suddenly wrapped around the guard's neck, then turned and arched his back. The guard strangled his neck, put his back on his back, and lifted his feet off the ground.

The guards struggled desperately, but the hose tightly choked his neck, unable to breathe, and soon began to suffocate and gradually lost his mobility. Lin Rui turned around and suddenly broke the guard's neck. Then Lin Rui sat in the tree house strenuously and took a few big breaths.