Battlefield Contractor

On the top of the drifting truck, the Red Baron tore off the muddy red hood, revealing his disheveled hair and falcon-like eyes.

Conan dared not speak beside him, just lowered his head.

"Good job." The Red Baron gritted his teeth. "These people are really good at their brains."

"Baron, what do you mean..." Conan said carefully.

"Do you think this flash flood is just an accident?" The Red Baron sneered. "Where there is such a coincidence, they must have done it. Probably because of the siltation of the water caused by continuous rain on the mountain, they blew up the gap. It will definitely cause flash floods. I didn't expect this before, and it was really careless."

"Impossible, our satellite map does not show any body of water on the mountain." Conan shook his head.

"The torrents in the mountains are the same as rivers in Africa. There is a large amount of evaporation, so there is a very obvious seasonality. Yesterday, it may not have been, but it may rain today. But we underestimate this situation." Red Baron Slowly, "This can't be said to be a mistake."

"This is just an accident. I believe the rebel guerrillas don't have this brain at all. It must be the **** mercenaries who did it." Conan shouted. "They may not be more thoughtful than we thought, they just ran into it."

"Anyway, we let them escape." The Red Baron turned his head and looked at the secret society soldiers washed away by the water, and whispered, "Conan, you stay, try to gather the troops and bring them back. ."

"Baron, you..." Conan frowned.

"I'm going to see Vasily, if it weren't for him, my people wouldn't have to suffer such a loss. Someone is always responsible for this." The Red Baron said coldly.

"Baron." Conan said in surprise, "Can't be impulsive."

The Red Baron sneered, "When did you think I was impulsive?"

"I mean, Vasily is the Grand Duke's agent after all. You are like this..." Conan whispered, "Or let me do it. After I bring the troops back, I will do it myself."

"No!" Red Baron shook his head. "You can't, but I can. In this matter, we want to show everyone our attitude, so I must go out in person."

"Then... Baron, I think we should try to... After all, we have to consider the grand duke's ideas." Conan whispered.

The Red Baron nodded and turned around. A small helicopter was approaching in the distance and lowered the sling over the truck where they were landing...

On the other side of the hillside, Lin Rui and others had once again reached the edge of the jungle. They were soaked all over, and the mud on their feet made their walks heavier. The sky is still cold, it just makes people feel cold.

"Come on, keep running. Keep your speed and don't let yourself slow down. Because once you slow down, you won't get up anymore." Lin Rui kept shouting beside these rebel guerrillas. He hoped that everyone who was withdrawn could leave alive. But things backfired. After walking all the way, they had to leave a few bodies again. They were all wounded before, and they were so badly injured that they finally fell down on the road.

Most of the guerrillas are numb to death. They used to have more than 300 people, but now there are only a few dozen people left. Lin Rui's O2 team did not suffer such serious casualties, because these mercenaries were assigned to various teams and were responsible for commanding operations. Otherwise, the casualties will be high.

"Chief of Staff!" an Anmore guerrilla exclaimed. Everyone turned around and found that their chief of staff Philo was already sitting on the ground.

"You go first, I don't know if I can go out." Philo Chief of Staff whispered.

"Get up, continue walking, we have gotten rid of the pursuit." Lin Rui grabbed him. "You said that you want to help General Le Ansen look at this army. What do you mean by giving up and becoming a deserter?"

The Chief of Staff Philo stood up panting and opened his clothes, his abdomen bleeding constantly.

"You were injured, when did it happen?" Lin Rui said loudly.

"Mortar shrapnel wounds. It should have been during their second round of shelling. I didn't alarm other people at the time, but just covered the wound. Because you and I know that this kind of injury is not even a little bit unless you have an immediate operation. The vitality of the people. And I don't want to be a wounded prematurely to affect morale." Chief of Staff Philo coughed.

Jiang An checked, and whispered in Lin Rui's ear, "It should have hurt the spleen, maybe there are other organs. He can't live without surgery, but we are in the jungle now."

Although Jiangan's meaning was tactful, it was already very clear. This is not a hospital, but a jungle. Not to mention that they do not have good surgeons or even a little disinfection equipment. Here is Conglin, who can hold back illnesses for good people. There were harmful germs everywhere, even if he was lucky enough to take out the shrapnel, he could not escape the infection and died.

Lin Rui looked at Philo's **** abdomen and whispered, "Sorry."

Chief of Staff Philo said in a low voice, "Thank you, thank you for everything you have done. Maybe I did not look down on you before. I always thought that a bunch of mercenaries who worked for money were unreliable. But you surprised me. I was surprised. I personally watched how you fought on the hillside. I also saw the birth of a miracle with my own eyes. Maybe the general is right. You are the one who can take us out of desperation. Maybe you can still help us win the final victory. "

The Chief of Staff Philo coughed while talking, and the wound in his abdomen was leaking blood with every breath he took.

"Don't talk, you can live for a while." Lin Rui whispered.

"What then?" Philo Chief of Staff said with a wry smile, "Anyway, I won't be able to live long, so try to take others away!"

"If you are like this, they won't go anywhere. You know your subordinates." Lin Rui frowned. "If you die here, someone will cry for a long time holding your body. If I stop them, they will hate me. They will find trouble on the way and refuse to cooperate. This is obviously not what you and I want. So in order to avoid this, we'd better continue on our way. We will consider other things until you really die."

Chief of Staff Philo struggled and said with a wry smile, "Don't you even have the right to die?"