Battlefield Contractor

The secret agency’s 107mm rocket launcher has 12 launch tubes, which can be released in 7-9 seconds, and the firepower is extremely fierce. After receiving the order, all the firepower was concentrated on the Anmor Army's position and fired, which of the few self-propelled artillery left in the secret agency entered the rapid fire mode, and the more powerful 152-caliber guns also roared at the same time.

The powerful firepower once again suppressed Lin Rui and others. The mercenaries panicked to drill shelters and foxholes in the trenches. Lin Rui and Scarface huddled together, lying down, supporting their torso slightly with both elbows to avoid being injured.

"My mother, this shelling is really strong. It seems to be a suppressive volley, they may be charging. What should we do, can't withdraw?" Crazy Horse turned his head.

"Wait again." Lin Rui lay in the bunker, shaking the dust on his head, "Relax, it will take at least a few minutes before they can charge up. First smoke a cigarette, slowly." He took it from his pocket. Out of the cigarette box, take out the cigarettes inside and distribute it to the team members around him.

"At this time, do you still have the mind to smoke?" Peng Lefeng frowned.

"Let's take a moment, a cigarette before the war, this is the O2 tradition." Lin Rui shook the cigarette case, "LUCKYSTRIKE." This kind of cigarette is called a good color cigarette, which means good luck in Chinese.

Peng Lefeng took a cigarette and couldn't help but smile, "You really have learned everything from Old Zhao. Even the brand of smoking is the same."

"I just think we need good luck." Before Lin Rui finished speaking, another shelling interrupted him. He shrinks his neck indifferently, shaking off the soil from his neck.

Crazy Horse lit the cigarette and took a sigh, "Yes, we all need good luck. After this shelling, they should charge."

"So give me energy, their charge this time will be very fierce." Lin Rui nodded.

"Boss, I can't go on like this. We don't care. But the Ugandan mercenaries of Black Panther Gulei have never seen such a big shelling, and they are a bit panicked now." Ahu was in the middle of the shelling. Rolling belt crawled into the shelter. He grabbed Lin Rui and said anxiously, "What about the boss?"

Lin Rui looked down at his watch and said in a deep voice, "It's almost done, let them retreat first. They can go to the back line of defense, but a few important firepower points must be guarded. After the enemy charges, make sure to make the enemy feel We still have the ability to resist, and then we can withdraw. Only in this way can we attract the secret society to continue deepening. To keep the wireless communication open, we want the Anmore military to also know the current situation, do you understand?"

"Understand!" Ahu stomped, turned and rushed out.

After a few minutes, the surrounding shelling began to thin out. There were still some shelling sounds sporadically, but it was only the sound of mortars. The secret agency’s 107 rocket launchers and three 152 guns have ceased fire, which means they are about to start charging again.

The mercenaries on the black island also began to gradually retreat, but those important firepower points can still guarantee suppressive shooting. So after the secret agency's troops rushed up, they made some progress, but it was not easy. It took more than forty minutes for the secret society armed forces to barely win the first line. Lin Rui and the others also slowly withdrew to the second line of defense under fire cover.

The commander of the secret society walked to the position himself, and after checking the position, he felt a little worried. This position was constructed very reasonably, and the firepower allocation and shielding units in various places were set up very reasonably, and at first glance, it was known that this was done by experts.

"These mercenaries are indeed powerful." The secret agency commander said in a deep voice, "Report to the headquarters that our army has broken through the enemy's front line of defense and opened the gap in the middle. This group of mercenaries has good military quality and is based on the battlefield It can be seen that their fortifications are very solid, so the losses incurred are very limited. In order to prevent them from continuing to resist after they retreat, our army must immediately pursue the victory, taking advantage of the hasty retreat of these mercenaries, and their footing is not stable, and there is no time to construct Before the defense, it was hit hard."

"Sir, shall we continue to pursue?" The little boss of the other secret society whispered, "Should I ask the Baron for advice?"

"It's too late to ask for instructions. You should really take a look at the situation here. These trenches and foxholes are almost like textbooks for the Army Academy. These deep trenches and infantry bunkers have withstood most of our artillery strikes. In terms of combat experience, These mercenaries are indeed very powerful. So once they are allowed to retreat and rebuild a new line of defense, then the hard fight we have just experienced will be repeated again. The Red Baron will arrive at the front line tomorrow. You want him to see us for a long time. Can’t capture the scene? Don’t forget that even a cron like Conan has been transferred to the Red Tide to become a team leader. What's more, you and me?” The secret society commander’s words made everyone silent.

Everyone knows how powerful the Red Baron is, and he is coming. If he were on the battlefield, he found that the first battle was so useless... the commanders of the secret society squadrons could not help feeling a chill.

"The Anmore Army itself is not a problem. Those mercenaries are the cruel role. Fortunately, they are not many. We only need to get rid of these mercenaries and it will be easier in the future. And everyone, now the opportunity is here. These hires Soldiers cannot withstand our shelling and retreat. This is our best opportunity to expand our results." The secret agency commander shouted sharply.

"But we are the vanguard after all. Isn't it appropriate to go too deep into the enemy's defense zone?" a secret agency squadron leader whispered.

"What's wrong, we have artillery support behind us. Besides, they just retreated in a panic and their morale was frustrated. Can they organize a counterattack in such a short time? As for the other Anmor forces, they are currently scattered among others. The defensive position will never give up the position to risk intercepting and encircling us.” The secret agency commander said loudly.

"Even if they have this plan, ours will not give them this opportunity. These mercenaries are just working for the money. Once the war is unfavorable, they may not continue to hold on. At that time, we will successfully advance along the middle road and cut the enemy's defenses. Split into two halves. This will force our enemy forces on both wings to move into the city and shrink the line of defense. In this way, Alkahn’s peripheral defenses will be completely disintegrated." The secret agency commander said proudly, "The Anmor Army carefully constructed The fortifications of the trenches on the periphery will ultimately be useless."

"If this is the case, we will smoothly control the outskirts of Alkahn. At that time, we can either siege Alkahn, or temporarily leave it alone, and go directly south to the enemy headquarters, Anmore City." In another secret society. The captain patted his hand on the map, "Let's do it!"

(End of this chapter)