Battlefield Contractor

"Baron, what shall we do now?" Conan whispered.

"What can we do? Is it because the mercenaries are stronger than the soldiers of Anmore, we have to give up the attack? Huh, it's a joke." Red Baron sneered, "We Chinese have a saying, "The brave wins when we meet on a narrow road." ! In the canyon area of ​​Highway 3, neither side can use too many complicated tactics. Because the narrow terrain there itself severely restricts the movement of the troops. They can only go head-to-head.

"I know that place. It used to be the famous meat grinder battlefield during the Anmor Border War. The five-kilometer distance is called the Hell Highway. It is said that it was once stained with the blood of the warring parties." Conan whispered. Tao.

At this time, a secret agency’s militants reported, “Baron, after we have occupied the two surrounding towns, in order to prevent accidents, I want to quickly rush across Highway 3 before the enemy’s defensive deployment. This morning we Launched an assault and planned to break through Highway 3. Unexpectedly, there was an unidentified armed suppression there... "Speaking of this, the secret society militant was a little bit scared and hesitated. He was waiting for the arrival of a storm.

"Where are the troops now?" The Red Baron asked calmly.

The militant never dreamed that the Red Baron was not angry. He still asked himself calmly. He hurriedly said: "We have advanced for nearly one kilometer." The Red Baron's calmness made his heart uneasy even more. He first reviewed himself. : "I didn't get things done, please baron punish me."

"Forget it, don't blame yourself, this time we are careless, you can leave the rest of the matter to Conan to deal with. They want to play a tug of war with us, contain us, and then wait for An Mo Your reinforcements. You lead people to blow up all the facilities and buildings along the road. Don’t leave any bunkers for the enemy. A few hours later, I will personally arrange for other troops to attack. "The Red Baron knows that it will be shot now. This subordinate also didn't help, and there were still a lot of things to be done by him, so he did not get angry, but let Conan deal with the funeral as soon as possible.

"It's the Baron, I'll start arranging it right away." The Secret Society militant finally landed on his hanging heart. The words of the Red Baron moved him to tears. The Baron didn't blame himself. This caused the troops to be so in peace. The big loss is definitely the fate of being pulled out and shot. Now he is willing to be a bull for the Red Baron.

After the Red Baron waited for him to leave, he said coldly, "Trash!" He immediately picked up the intercom and called, "The fourth squadron, I am the Red Baron, postpone the attack, and join the fifth and second squadrons in a neighboring town. Regroup. Wait for the next instructions."

Conan didn't believe his ears a bit. Why did the Red Baron suddenly make a big turn of 180 degrees? He asked again: "We want to suspend the attack?"

"Yes, suspend the attack and get out of the war immediately." Red Baron replied affirmatively.

After the Red Baron finished the call with the front, he pressed the intercom to call the secret agency headquarters, "I am the Red Baron. We have a problem on the road to attack Yousong Town. The mercenaries from Black Island have intervened. You immediately contact Austria. The Rumi military, ask them to use satellites to closely monitor the movement of this section of the canyon road and find out the deployment of the enemy? Report to me immediately after finding out."

"Baron, you are..." Conan hesitated.

"The enemy has been prepared for a long time. If we charge in such a narrow terrain, our strength advantage cannot be used. Instead of attacking unwisely, it is better to retreat first and plan well." Red Baron said calmly.

"But in this way, our assault advantage will not be lost?" Conan said carefully.

"The assault advantage was lost when we failed to take down the two surrounding towns in one go. We lacked heavy weapons, and the tough battle was not easy to fight. Yes, how about the ammunition transportation we need? Notify the transportation unit, even if We currently do not have large-caliber artillery. At least the vehicle-mounted mortars and 107mm towed rockets that I need should also be shipped to me first." Red Baron frowned.

"We rushed too fast, the front was a bit long, and the follow-up materials did not keep up. We had already shipped a batch before, but the follow-up materials have not arrived, especially the ammunition. I have already urged them." Conan replied.

"Continue to urge." Red Baron said sternly, "In addition, the quartermaster was arrested and shot for malfeasance."

Conan was taken aback and said, "That's not good, Orumi Federal Army is responsible for the military supplies. Shooting him may intensify the conflict."

"In extraordinary times, you must kill a hundred. This is also for the puppet of Vasily. Don't think that you are some President Orumi. He is just a puppet. The officials of the Orumi Federation are also included. Let them remember who is the They are the real ones in power." The Red Baron sneered, "These people must know how to be afraid to obey them. After catching them, they will be shot immediately, and the whole army will be notified."

"Understood." Conan nodded.

Fierce fighting continues on the No. 3 highway leading to the town of Pinus tabulaeformis, in the valley of the Bemira Mountains. The grenade is still exploding on this lifeless barren road. It does not simply explode on the ground. It is air-exploded, delayed, and penetrates into the soil. It runs on their killing trajectory in various ways. Bullets were flying everywhere, and often some exhausted stray bullets collided and fell on the hard mountain wall. The soldiers on both sides were lying on the ground as if they wanted to penetrate the soil.

It has been four hours, but the feeling on the battlefield is like hundreds of years. The scorching sun has been hovering in the air for a long time, shining on people of the same color as the land. It seems that there are no living people in the middle of the road.

One of the dead began to crawl. It was a mercenary. He climbed to the edge of the mountain to look at the opposite side, while several other mercenaries sneaked up to search for the dead body of the enemy at the front of the position. In addition to the ammunition first aid kit, he also looked forward to something else. Of what. At last they seemed to have found something, got together to cheer, and then began to vomit. They were holding half a pack of **** cigarettes in their hands, and it was obvious that these mercenaries risked a risk to get into the dead pile for this half pack of cigarettes.

Black Panther Goulei came over and looked at the other side's position blankly, because they had assumed almost all of the enemy's firepower, and the second line of defense in Anmore was intact.

The sound of gunshots and explosions gradually became thinner, and the Panther saw that the enemy in front had finally begun to retreat, and turned to look at his mercenaries again. A mercenary rubbed his dirty face in the loosened mud, because his hands were bleeding, and his eardrums had already been numbed by the gunshots. He turned around to look at the dead on the battlefield. In fact, it should be said that some of the people between life and death are still alive.