Battlefield Contractor

Lin Rui secretly sighed about his bad luck. Just when his hopes were about to be shattered, he suddenly saw a black gun barrel more than ten centimeters long exposed under the body of a secret agency militant. He opened the body and was overjoyed. An RPG rocket launcher. Does this rocket launcher still have ammunition? If so, he would be lucky.

He checked it immediately, and there was a bazooka ammunition rucksack scattered near the corpse, and there was indeed ammunition inside. Lin Rui found two more rockets a few meters away.

Lin Rui, who was equipped with rockets, panted. He took a few deep breaths, preparing for more than one game. The armed pickup truck below was undoubtedly the most obvious threat, so he decided to tackle it first. He rolled on the slippery grass, returned to the side of the hill, and found a clear launch point that took time, but he did it. The danger was close at hand, he fired two rockets and hit the armed pickup, seeing it shattered to pieces.

He took off the rocket launcher, pushed in another rocket with the tail curled up, and changed the target. Another rocket broke through the air, exploding among a group of secret society soldiers. He stepped back and dropped the bazooka. His rockets are just a few shots, and once they are exhausted, they are scrap iron. He had no choice but to throw it in the canyon and continue to complete the difficult task himself.

"Go on, side!" Lin Rui gritted his teeth and ordered in a low voice in the communication channel, "Are you still alive, Snake Eye."

It was pitch black, heavy rain was still falling, and visibility was extremely low. Lin Rui joined a few other team members. Crazy Horse was taking care of the two wounded Yelena and Sausage, and also came with Sandro's assistance.

Snake Eye was covered in mud and water, but the speed was so fast that the valleys on both sides became narrower and narrower. They continued along the mountain road. About two hours later, Lin Rui caught a glimpse of a brightly lit platform protruding from a cliff. He made a stop gesture. Jiang Jian whispered, "There should be a small base for the US military. But no matter what, these secret agencies will not do anything here. Once the US military is alarmed, they themselves will not have any fruit."

"I must approach the U.S. military base, right?" Sergey asked suspiciously, "Apart from this suicidal behavior, is there no other easier way?"

"We will be fine," Jiang Jian soothed, "I can almost guarantee. If there is a fierce gun battle outside the US military base, not only will this base be alarmed, but they will also have the ability to call other bases for assistance and request air support. People in the secret society would do this when they are crazy."

Sergey obviously only noticed the "almost" and couldn't help rolling his eyes. The players were exhausted a long time ago, waiting for Lin Rui to give orders, looking at the hellish dark jungle in the distance, each team member was thinking about what would be ahead. Can they survive? Or do you want to stay in this deep Panama jungle forever? None of this is known.

At the same time, 30 meters away, the two commanders of O2 team Lin Rui and Jiang Anzheng stayed alone. Lin Rui was under unprecedented pressure. Jiang An knew this well and deeply regretted it. Part of the reason is that this is not a planned action, not the company's mission. This trip to Panama, all the team members are spontaneous. Therefore, Lin Rui was deeply disturbed because of this, as long as he was alive, he had to take everyone out of danger.

Jiang An is actually an outstanding conductor, in many respects he actually beats Lin Rui. The commander of the O2 squad is an overly demanding position that can make the most capable commander unbearable. The more important reason is that Lin Rui has more leadership than Jiang An. The best proof is that these O2 players, including Jiang An, are willing to follow Lin Rui to any place, even jumping into the fire. Jiang An knew that he could not do this, so he had always been content to be Lin Rui's deputy, making suggestions for actions, or reminding Lin Rui of his mistakes.

But everyone has his own limit, even someone like Lin Rui; Jiang An understands that he is approaching his limit. Jiang An could see this: Lin Rui's angular face turned pale, and his lips closed tightly. This question has nothing to do with being tough—Lin Rui could be the toughest and most iron-blooded Marine he has ever seen. But he was injured, and under such great pressure.

"We will stay for a rest and treat the wound. At least for the time being, the secret society will not approach this area." Lin Rui whispered.

He looked at the brothers around him. From the look in their eyes, Lin Rui understood that they needed something that they could really fight for, something more practical than loyal to the army, and some hope that they could leave alive. In addition, there is another meaning: the players see him as hope. He also implied this meaning in the next explanation.

"Okay," Lin Rui said, "Let's take a break and arrange for two people to go down to master the terrain as soon as possible to see if we can destroy the **** secret society armed forces after we leave the base position. In forty-eight hours Arriving at our confluence point within is the most ideal, but I think twenty-four hours is enough, because the secret society armed forces can no longer stop us as before. We can do it because we are O2. O2 is everywhere and pervasive. "

The wounded sausage had been looking down at his injured abdomen, but Lin Rui's last sentence pulled his gaze back. Lin Rui noticed the change in his eyes and understood that his words were working.

"Get out of here, boss, where are we going?" Sausage whispered, and the rain was dripping down his face.

"Go to the Puerto Rico border," Lin Rui said confidently, "Go back to the place full of beer, food and women. Then, with our intelligence team there, we will have the opportunity to help Crystal. After Aladdin is safe, we will get Their help repelled the **** secret society militants and let them go back to the womb they got out of."

"And Africa?" Sausage asked in a low voice, his eyes carefully looking at Lin Rui's face, "What do we do with those guys?"

"Let them die, the Red Baron, the strategist, and the **** secret society grand prince." Lin Rui replied, "if we can successfully contact Aladdin. It seems that Aladdin is still alive, he is Prepare to deal with the secret society. Once we find him, we can join forces against the secret society.

I didn't believe in Aladdin before. But after a few missions, you know... But the secret society has grown, and we can only count on that old monster this time. We will not lose. At that time, Africa will still have the final say in our black island military company. "

(End of this chapter)