Battlefield Contractor

This valley is like a heavily guarded gate, behind which is a hilly area. "Le" Wen "Xiao" said|Lin Rui and the others, after bypassing this group of militants, went forward smoothly. There was no extremely armed patrol on the road, let alone a large number of enemy troops, even if it was the clues left by them. When it was dark, they reached the predetermined area and concealed themselves in the dense woods.

Lin Rui's face was heavy, and he became more worried as he approached the extremist's active area smoothly. He didn't meet the patrol team on the road, and could not find many traces of the troops passing by. He couldn't see the vegetation damaged after the troops passed, which all showed that there was no large troops activity in this area.

However, according to the news of the US military, this village of Aita is a very large village, gathering groups of thousands of extremist fighters. Including local armed forces, as well as militants withdrawn from other provinces in Iraq. And it has heavy weapons such as vehicle-mounted rockets. This means that there are many of them, and they cannot be so quiet.

Lin Rui looked up at the still dark sky, beckoned to gather the team members, and whispered: "The situation is a bit wrong, this may be a trap. I just don't know if the trap was set by the Yankees or these Iraqi people. Extremist militants gave us this. In short, we may be fooled."

"I don't feel right. According to the truth, there can't be so few people here." Snake Eye used a telescope to observe the movement of Aita Village in the distance, and replied in a low voice.

"Maybe, we were tricked by Mr. K. Damn Yankees, we shouldn't trust the CIA people. They never tell the truth about the information they have." Sergey pouted. Thinking of Mr. K, he felt very upset about this mission.

Lin Rui didn't care about his expression and continued: "We can't rest anymore. We must send someone to search the nearby area. Before it gets dark, figure out the situation!"

Under the faint light, Jiang Jian looked at the map and said, "Boss, I think so. We are heading towards the entrance of the village, and the rest are concealed outside the entrance of the village, and only a reconnaissance team is allowed in. The terrain is relatively flat. These militants have heavy artillery and motor vehicles. So that location should be the main way for them to come and go. People will come and go more frequently. Even if there are guards, they will not be too vigilant."

"I'll go with the chief!" Crazy Horse raised his head and poured his mouth while holding the water bottle, wiping his mouth in a low voice, "We all understand Arabic and it is not easy to be spotted. If nothing is spotted, we can risk catching someone back and asking. ask."

The chief also nodded, and reached out to wrap his headscarf around his face. They all wore camouflage uniforms without any logo this time, and wrapped their heads and faces with Arab headscarves. Coupled with the spoken Arabic, it is almost indistinguishable from those extremists. Both of them brought sharp daggers and m9 pistols with silencers.

In fact, they don't really like this American pistol. Because mercenaries are generally lazy, weapons and equipment that are a little bit squeamish and mind-boggling have never been well received.

They also like silly equipment, because the mercenary squad’s needs are like this. The concept they put forward is an offensive pistol. In this concept, the first fire of the pistol is often the last fire in the battle. The most important thing is to control the enemy with a gun. And this m9 pistol relies on the firepower output level maintained by the large magazine and anti-aircraft.

The mercenaries are even more disgusted with 9mm bullets. In their opinion, body armor is also able to protect against such bullets. Their idea is simply that the bigger the caliber, the more justice, the thicker the sleeve, the more revolutionary. The 9mm bullets, that's what a **** gun, it's damn...but this time the weapon was provided by the US military. Although they didn't have a choice, they kept complaining.

The sight of the forest marching was poor, and the Crazy Horse and the Chief kept in good sight of each other. The woods were quiet, and thick fallen leaves rustled under their feet. After advancing less than six hundred meters, the Crazy Horse, acting as an advanced soldier, suddenly knelt on one leg, raised his hand to signal to stop advancing, and pointed his direction forcefully. The chief immediately squatted down and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

"There is movement, stop moving forward!" Crazy Horse said, staring directly in front of him.

"I seem to hear something too." The chief whispered: "Don't move, I'll look up from the side!"

The two people alternately covered and rushed up with guns. They could only travel a hundred meters ahead. In the dark and secluded woods, a few giants appeared vaguely, and they seemed to be there. The chief raised his binoculars to look and whispered, "Don't move. It’s the artillery position. Damn, we really hit the Grand Canal. This is the artillery position of the extremists."

"Cannon position? Did you see clearly?" Crazy Horse whispered.

"See clearly, there are at least four vehicle-mounted rocket launchers. There are more small towed rocket launchers. There are also several 152-caliber artillery on the right. This configuration can be regarded as an artillery battalion." The chief whispered.

Crazy Horse rolled over and crawled over, took a binoculars and looked at it, "I understand, they are afraid of the Iraqi government air strikes, so they concealed their artillery here. Because it is located in a recessed area, there are woods around, and it is not in the town, so it is convenient Camouflage and concealment. Seeing that there are no behind, it’s all tents. Damn, there are at least hundreds of people here. Huh? No! This group of people is blocking here, I am afraid it will be more difficult for us to get into the village. Because of such an important gun position. , The surrounding area is heavily guarded."

"What should I do?" the chief whispered.

"Notify Rick that they will come over and let them see the situation." Crazy Horse whispered.

After Lin Rui and others received the Crazy Horse's message, they took the people to move quickly to their positions. After observing with the telescope, Lin Rui whispered, "This is really a surprise. We came to save people, but accidentally hit their gun position."

"I'm afraid this is not good news for us." Crazy Horse whispered, "They hide so hidden, so there must be strict guards from here to the inside of the village. It may not be easy for us to get in."

"I feel that this is our opportunity." Jiang An whispered.

"What?" Lin Rui frowned.

"Think about it, why didn't we think they had a gun position here?" Jiang An whispered. "We all thought their artillery was hidden somewhere in the village, but we didn't expect them to be hidden by the woods outside the village.

Because the biggest problem is that artillery is different from other arms because they rely heavily on transportation. There is no road from the village to here. So no one would have thought that these artillery would appear in places where there is no road at all. "

(End of this chapter)