Battlefield Contractor

The people in the secret society were stunned by the sudden gasoline torrential rain. When they woke up and smelled the pungent gasoline smell on their bodies, they were all shocked. ???

In an instant, a burning signal ejected on the side of the road, instantly igniting the depression filled with gasoline, and the burning scene was terrible. The two armored vehicles completely turned into huge fireballs, and the closest secret society soldiers burned into fire men. They screamed and rushed, and then fell within a few seconds. The soldiers behind were also ignited by gasoline, wailing and slapping their feet, trying to extinguish the fire on their feet, but their hands were also lit by the gasoline.

They screamed and ran around, and finally fell. The machine gunner on the armored vehicle was also ignited. He pulled the trigger in a ball of flame, and the bullets fired aimlessly regardless of the enemy and us.

The air is full of the smell of gasoline, the smell of rubber from burning, and the smell of burnt flesh.

"Damn it, it smells, I won't eat barbecue anymore." Sergey looked at the miserable situation on the other side, his face pale.

Sausage was also shocked by his own vicious plan. His face was blue and he said with a guilty conscience, "Boss, am I going to hell?"

"It should be. At least after we die, we will definitely not go to heaven. So cherish every day." Lin Rui whispered, "Retreat, the sausage fire can block them for at most ten minutes. But, Their morale has been hit hard, and I think we can successfully drag it until dark."

Lin Rui's judgment was not wrong. The panic and psychological pressure caused by this sudden fire has seriously frustrated the morale of the secret society armed forces. The rebellious company was fine, but the soldiers of the Orumi Federation troops were already emotionally unstable, and no one wanted to move forward.

Because this scene is really shocking. The comrades-in-arms who were still alive just now have been burned beyond recognition and curled up into a ball. Fortunately, those who did not die were also severely burned, which looked more scary than the burned ones. Some burned soldiers have lost their minds, lying on the side murmuring nonsense, it seems that they will die soon.

"What's the matter?" Conan shouted loudly.

"It's a trap. They set a trap for us to drill." The second lieutenant of the rebellious company looked very ugly. "They used gasoline to create traps, which caused us great damage."

"How many casualties?" Conan said sharply. "I need specific casualty information."

"Only the rebellious company has more than 20 people. The other friendly neighbors have more casualties." The ensign whispered, "I have never seen such a battle. They seem to have guessed that we will go in at that intersection. A large amount of gasoline was ambushed on the roofs of both sides. When we passed by, we poured our heads down and set it on fire. This fire stopped all our attacks."

"Damn it!" Conan looked down at his watch, "Can you organize and organize another charge before dark?"

The second lieutenant shook his head and whispered, "I'm afraid it won't work. Even if our company can rush in, other Orumi federal government forces will not follow up and cooperate with us. You know how bad their own military discipline is. It’s already hard enough for them to have not run a small errand to be a scouting soldier. If you put too much pressure on them, I am afraid they will really run away. The momentum of this deserter will come together, and even their commander will not be able to stop it."

Conan whispered, "Do we have to continue to let these militia guerrillas? We have almost ten times the number of them, and we have air superiority. In this way, we can't take them in one day. Do you think the Grand Guild? Accept this result?"

"I understand, but there is nothing I can do." The ensign whispered. "The sky has begun to darken, and in another half an hour, visibility will have to continue to decline. By then we will be more passive. Because we are on the assault party, but they can easily hide and strike us unexpectedly. "

"Then don't delay until night, act now, and solve them on the spot." Conan said irritably.

The second lieutenant frowned, "But this is impossible. This area in the western suburbs is still very large, and we can't solve them in a short time."

"Then let your people enclose this area. Inform the Federal Government of Orumi to bombard their location with mortars until all the shells are shot." Conan shook his head.

"But sir, this is meaningless. It's just a waste of ammunition." The ensign shook his head. "The mortar has limited charge and limited power. And this area is densely built, which really doesn't help much."

"Then you can't, just forget it?" Conan said fiercely, "As a result, do you dare to go back and face the Baron? What's more, this time is the task assigned by the Grand Duke. The Grand Duke had high hopes for your army, and the result was You can't even take down a group of armed militias. What do you think he would think?"

"Well, I will personally take someone to rush for the last time." The ensign gritted his teeth and turned around and went out.

Conan paced back and forth irritably, and finally looked at the map in front of him and was silent. He is almost 100% sure now that the opposite is the elite mercenary of the Black Island Company. Maybe it was the Chinese Lin Rui who was leading the team himself. Although the current situation is not ideal, if the elite team of the Black Island Company can be wiped out, he would be very satisfied if he wants to come to Duke. So Conan was so obsessed with strengthening attacks just now, because he also knew that this mercenary team was good at night raids.

If you really wait until night falls, it is not a good thing for them. Because these black island mercenaries resisted so stubbornly to delay time, wait for the night to fall, and then take the opportunity to break through. If the rebellious company can no longer invade this time, in order to prevent the black island mercenaries from escaping, they will have to guard here overnight. And to be honest, this chance of holding is not great. The night will make them more hidden, and their attacks will become more fierce.

Conan sighed, picked up the cell phone on the side, and called the Red Baron. "Baron, I think we are in trouble."

"What? The guerrillas haven't been able to settle down yet?" The Red Baron frowned, "What's the problem?"

"Not only the ** guerrillas, but also a very capable mercenary squad with them. Those guerrillas seem to be under their leadership. Although it has not been fully confirmed, I suspect that they are the Black Island military company. People. It's even possible that it is the o2 team that often goes against us." Conan whispered.