Battlefield Contractor

The Russian sniper Yelena-the members of o2 prefer her nickname: "Viper"-is waiting patiently for a secret agency militant to come near the corner of the passage. She exploded his head with a shot, half of his face and mask were lifted off, and he fell straight down. She took a quick peek and confirmed that there were no enemies in the next passage before waving to the players behind her. "Go! Get in the car, while everything is normal now!"

Several o2 team members behind followed her, passing through the building at lightning speed. She is a tall, blonde woman who runs boldly. Her fighting style is also very Russian. Under her sniper cover, others rushed to the vehicle. Several pickup trucks took a long detour to avoid the mines deployed on the road. But at the right time, the mercenaries jumped into their car and escaped the checkpoint before the explosion.

Even if the water drips as planned in advance, there will be many changes in the action. What's more, it is not easy for these vehicles to arrive on time in such a rush. But the onboard machine gun on the car gave the o2 team a great cover. The machine guns controlled by the members of the fire team carried out suppressive shooting, but in their opinion, it was better to rely on their own machine guns than to hand their lives to the pilot in front. Moreover, no matter how good the driver is, he can't stop a sudden rocket. They are what I want to avoid this situation.

The mercenaries in front jumped onto the armed pickup trucks, and Lin Rui and others also chased up from behind.

"I've been worried before that this might be a trap, but now it seems that the possibility is getting bigger and bigger. I went to the **** secret society, and the **** strategist! They are at least ambushing here Fifty or sixty people." Sergey screamed while running.

"Shut up, Russian!" Lin Rui yelled and turned his head. "If you have time to swear, you might as well pay attention to your flanks!"

"They are catching up!" Crazy Horse shouted, "Let's run and walk!"

"I'm the **** runner-I'm a thief, **** it." Sergey was about to turn and aim at the chaser behind him, only to see a hot red light whizzing through his ears. That is the red trajectory drawn by the bullet during the night flight. It's like a red line.

"Asshole!" Sergey shrank his neck nervously, ignoring complaints, and galloped. Almost after they climbed into the car, a huge explosion sounded continuously behind them. This checkpoint and some of the surrounding outbuildings were blown into flames. The explosives arranged by Sausage and others were detonated. Looking at the explosion in the distance, Lin Rui breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and said, "Driving, let's rush to the next location."

Ten minutes later, a secret agency militant led another small team and rushed to the checkpoint like ruins. They were a mobile unit deployed nearby, but they saw a mess after the slaughter: nearby walls and buildings were soaked with dark red blood stains; all over the place were fragments of broken buildings, and a pile of tangled and twisted ones. Corpse-these all proved a disastrous defeat. He looked at all this with some surprise, and then immediately contacted the command headquarters of the secret agency.

"What? The checkpoint was attacked?! Not what I expected. Which location?!" Maqlovsky sneered after receiving the communication information.

"Road No. 4, 30 kilometers away from the oil extraction area, our No. 2 checkpoint." The secret society member reports.

The smile on Maklowski’s face began to disappear, and he groaned, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, sir, I'm on the scene now. Our people are rescuing the injured. The entire checkpoint has been completely destroyed. The casualties of the guards here are high." The secret society member whispered.

Maklovsky got up, looked at the map behind him, and muttered, "Interestingly, I calculated that they would attack the checkpoint, but I didn't expect them to attack the second checkpoint." He put a pen on the map. Draw a circle and fell into contemplation.

"Sir, sir? Are you still there?" The voice of members of the secret society in front came from the communicator.

"Yes, I'm listening." Maklovsky nodded.

"We are waiting for further instructions." The secret society member whispered. "They shouldn't be away for too long. Do we need to chase?"

Maklovsky was silent for a while and shook his head, "No, since they dare to attack openly, they won't fail to consider this level. Even if you chase, you may not be able to catch up with them. Take your person, search for the first Sixty kilometers around checkpoint No. 2, no! The area within 100 kilometers."

"Yes, sir." The secret society member hung up the communication.

Maklowski frowned and looked at the map, while Conan whispered beside him, "Maklowski, what are you thinking? Why don't you order the pursuit?"

"They chose to attack Base No. 2, which was obviously after careful consideration. I had placed ambushes on the periphery of each checkpoint, but they still successfully destroyed the checkpoints. And the report from the scene that this attack The operation only lasted less than ten minutes, but completely destroyed our entire checkpoint. What does this mean?" Maklovsky pointed to the map and said slowly.

"It shows that they have gone through detailed plans in advance, from the beginning to the end of the operation, they suppressed us throughout the entire process. Even before our rapid reaction force, they completed the attack and evacuation." Conan groaned.

"That's right." Maqlovsky nodded, "So they must have considered the rapid reaction forces deployed around us, and there must be a corresponding way. If they deliberately hide, the pursuit will not have much effect. Instead, they will be led by the nose. Moreover, as I have just learned, the mercenaries stationed at the oil company show no signs of action. This shows that the attacking team will not have too many people and cannot carry out a big fight with us. The scale of the battle.

If they want to avoid fighting with us, they will never entangle our chasers. The most likely thing is that immediately after the attack is over, they will be concealed nearby. So I think searching the surrounding area is more reasonable than chasing along the road. "

Conan nodded, "The truth is true, but I am still a little worried. As soon as we began to arrange siege of those oil exploration areas, we were immediately counterattacked. This is not something that ordinary military companies can do."

"You are right. In this place, only the Black Island Military Company can do this." Maklovsky said slowly, "and they may have signed security contracts with all local oil companies. ."