Battlefield Contractor

After Lin Rui listened to Snake Eye's words, he was not at all relaxed. He could hear Snake Eye pretending to be relaxed. He also knows the abilities of the secret society's elite troops and the Red Baron. Snake Eye can live to this day, it is enough luck. It was actually the chaotic scene at that time, which gave Snake Eye a better chance of survival. But now, the personnel of Anmore's military is further decreasing. The secret society is gradually getting closer to them. It's really hard to say how much luck Snake Eye has in the future.

After Lin Rui closed the communication, he said in a deep voice, "Speed ​​up immediately. Although Snake Eye has drawn away the Red Baron, his condition is very bad. Once they exchange fire with the Red Baron again, they will most likely not reach the swamp. The hidden place of the earth was wiped out before."

"Then what shall we do?" Yelena asked.

"Although the Red Baron took the initiative to pursue the convoy of Snake Eye and others, with his caution and cunning, he might not believe that General Logan was in the convoy. He chased Snake Eye, probably because Snake Eye's provocation inspired him. Competitive. So he must have left some people at the ambush point, just in case. As long as we protect General Logan, and then force through their ambush point. Then the Red Baron will be in a dilemma, he doesn't know it. Should we continue to chase snake eyes, or turn around to chase us." Lin Rui said solemnly.

"Why?" Sergey frowned.

"Because the secret agency armed with the ambush point will definitely report this to the Red Baron, and then the Red Baron will know that we are the real target. At this time, it is meaningless to continue chasing Snake Eyes, and he turns to chase us, and It may not be able to catch up." Jiang An analyzed, "Does that mean?"

"Yes, although the Red Baron is arrogant, he has a big picture of the overall situation. I bet he will give up chasing Snake Eyes and turn around to chase us. This is the only thing we can do for Snake Eyes, and create one for him. Chance to survive." Lin Rui said solemnly.

"What are you waiting for, let's act now!" Sergey said loudly.

"Notify the other two cars and speed up. Crazy Horse, let people prepare all the heavy weapons, concentrate all the bazookas and grenades, we are going to have a head-to-head impact. Hit them by surprise! Strive for the shortest time possible Rush over." Lin Rui shouted.

At the same time, the team of Snake Eyes and others encountered a crisis again. After all, their transport trucks can't run the flexible armed pickups and armed assault vehicles. The distance between the two sides has been shortened once again, and the secret society armed forces on the flanks are constantly pressing them in an attempt to stop them.

The lieutenant of the Anmore soldier has been wounded in multiple places, with a **** bandage wrapped around his head, and is strafing hard with a vehicle-mounted machine gun. These Anmor soldiers were personally selected by Brewer to **** General Logan. Although the combat capability is far inferior to the elite soldiers of the secret society, the victory lies in the fact that they are all veterans who have been fighting for a long time, bold and daring to fight hard. Although soldiers continued to fall in gun battles, they still fought hard to ensure that the convoy was not forced to stop.

Snake Eye took a deep breath, which was the most familiar battlefield atmosphere mixed with the smell of blood, gunpowder and oil. Then stabilized his mind and continued to aim and shoot. It was just that on this bumpy car, it was difficult for him to keep the gun smoothly, so his precise marksmanship was seriously affected. Three consecutive shots were fired to destroy the nearest armed truck. Seeing the flames of the armor-piercing incendiary in the opponent's car, Snake Eye let out a sigh of relief.

But almost at the same time he felt a hot cheek, like a scorching summer wind, he had no response at all, let alone avoiding, a bullet struck his cheek. With a gap of almost a few centimeters, he almost got a headshot by the opponent. Snake's eyes felt the sting after the warmth, and the pain made him a little nauseous.

He turned his head, letting the **** saliva fall on his face, and at this time, his hand had been quickly replaced with another magazine, and then he pushed the bullet into the load.

"Bang!" The Barrett M82A3 sniper rifle in Snake Eye's hand rang. A topaz shell was tumbling happily in the air, pulling out circles of faint smoke. When the shell finally landed on the car, it fired. When the "ding" sounded softly, the secret agency armed man who was finally killed by the bullet also fell headlong into the car in the distance. His body fell on the top of the pickup truck, and blood flowed down the roof on the window.

Snake Eyes leaned against the baffle of the carriage that was ping-ponged by bullets and exhaled. On his blood-stained face, what raised up was not the fear of facing death, but a kind of pride that could be described as pride. The calm. It is because of this expression that this ordinary and so ordinary Texas cowboy suddenly has an indescribable unbridled and free and easy way.

"Report!" A secret agency militant quickly reported in the communication channel: "Just now we had another car destroyed and the machine gunner of a car was killed. But we have locked the position of the opponent's sniper. Preliminary judgment is that it was probably shot and killed by the sniper in the second car ahead!"

"Huh, what a snake eye, dare to face me **** for tat, tooth for tooth, really a ruthless character." In the red baron's eyes, two clusters of fiery flames suddenly rose, even more flamboyant than his red hood. "This small group of troops took the risk to **** Logan. It doesn't matter if they go deep alone, they dare to play this with me. This guy is not a lunatic, or a super gambler who is too confident and bold enough to get the top!"

"But..." In the chilling voice of everyone, the Red Baron said word by word: "I like such an opponent! I will play with you and let you know who is the real sniper master. Drive the car steadily and keep us and the second car in front of us in sight."

The armed personnel of the secret agency who drove did not dare to defy, and could only drove the vehicle slightly out of position, keeping the Red Baron and the Anmore truck in front of them in sight.

Bang, a bullet hit the roof of the car where the Red Baron was, and the powerful bullet cut a crack on the roof. But the Red Baron didn't care at all, he grinned and gave a thumbs up to the distance. Although he knew that the other person could not see the smile under his red hood, he still smiled happily, arrogantly, and even more arrogantly!

Only some veteran secret society elite fighters can understand that the Red Baron enjoys the pleasure of meeting a strong enemy on the battlefield most; he is enjoying this kind of inability to capture the victory 100%, and must take all the spirit and all the emotions. , Are completely thrown into the battlefield, thrown into their own weapons.

Amidst the flying bullets and the tearing of metal, the bloodiest and cruelest scenes bloomed out. He was enjoying the moment when he gathered all his spirit and finally killed the most tenacious enemy! And Snake Eye had already seen the eye-catching red hood on the opponent's vehicle.

(End of this chapter)