Battlefield Contractor

"Okay, this place ends here." Lin Rui pressed the muzzle of Crazy Horse, "Crazy Horse, you can go to other locations to check to see if there are any live mouths. Russians, check those secret agencies Armed people, see if there is any noteworthy information in them."

"Boss, we can't stay here for long. Now the enemy is still approaching our defense zone. Black Panther Gulei doesn't know how long it will last. We must immediately notify the people in the fourth defense zone to come over and take advantage of the enemy's deepening. When the time comes, tie this pocket to prevent the enemy from having a chance to retreat." Xiao Feng was a little nervously smoking the flue. Although he has been at O2 for a while, and he is calm by nature, he still hasn't experienced many such battle scenes.

Lin Rui nodded, "That's right, when the people from the fourth defense zone come over, we will withdraw. We have other tasks! Jiangan has sent a signal, and the people from the fourth defense zone are nearby. If there is no enemy along the way. Yes, it only takes more than ten minutes for them to arrive."

"Boss!" Sergey, who was examining the body, suddenly turned around and said, "Come and see what this is?"

Lin Rui walked over quickly, took a closer look at what Sergey was holding, and then said in a deep voice, "Where did it come from?"

"Under the corpse. It seems that this secret society guy would rather die than let us see this thing." Sergey whispered. "What the **** is this?"

"This guy should be a squad leader, and this should be one of their communication terminals. The secret agency armed forces issued orders via radio, and the orders are transmitted to each squad below. It's a bit like the communication module in the U.S. Future Soldier Plan. But this equipment is still It's in the experimental stage, so the size is a little too large. Each team leader with this thing is equivalent to being able to directly receive and execute the orders from the headquarters. It reduces redundant orders at all levels and improves execution efficiency." Crazy Horse Look at that thing.

"Are you sure?" Lin Rui asked.

"It should be. I heard Snake Eye talk about it. He used to be the best weapon tester. He did come into contact with such things." Crazy Horse nodded.

"It's no wonder that the secret society armed forces can launch several consecutive platoon-level charges within a few hours. Because they can directly issue orders to the level of the squad." Xiao Feng nodded. "Then can we use this device to learn about the latest developments in the secret society armed forces?"

"I'm afraid that won't work. This kind of equipment requires a specific digital decoding chip, and this kind of microchip is usually implanted subcutaneously. Only when the two are very close together can you accept communications from the secret agency headquarters. I advise you not to mess around. Fiddle, you can't open it without a sensor chip." Crazy Horse knelt down and inspected the secret society militant who was shot dead on the ground.

Suddenly he took off his gloves and reached out to touch the earlobe of the secret society militant. There appeared to be a tiny lump behind the militant's earlobe.

"Fortunately, his chip was implanted behind his ears. I have to say that these snipers' shooting skills are really good. They only need to shoot a little bit too far, maybe this ear is gone." Crazy Horse turned and said, "Give me a knife."

Sergey handed the knife to Crazy Horse, frowning. "What are you doing, insulting the enemy's body? Dude, you should respect your enemy."

"I'm an Indian. In our tradition, in the war, cutting off the head of an enemy warrior is the greatest respect." Crazy Horse turned around and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I found the microchip. Hurry up. Click to give me that thing."

Lin Rui saw a small black object on the tip of his knife, which looked the size of a sesame seed. But he knew it was a sensor chip, and in many high-end defense plans he had come into contact with, it was common to use microchip implants under the skin to identify identity. I just didn't expect the secret agency to use this kind of technology to identify friend or foe and prevent internal information leakage.

"Okay, I got the stuff out, and bring me a piece of tape." Crazy Horse stuck the microchip on the communicator with tape. The communication terminal without any signal flashed a few times, and a red indicator light on it jumped up.

"The recognition was successful." Crazy Horse whispered, "This thing was originally designed like this. A microchip is implanted in the back of the ear, and the communicator can be unlocked by induction when it is communicating. Only the person who has the chip implanted can unlock it. This can effectively prevent the leakage of intelligence information on the battlefield. We are lucky. This is a squad leader of the secret agency, and his job level meets the requirements."

"Then we can use this thing to contact the secret agency headquarters?" Sergey said with a happy face, "Then can you call Baron Xiang Hong. Express my attitude." After speaking, it was very evil. Raised the middle fingers of his hands.

"I'm afraid it won't work. They should still have the ID code. If we can't answer, they will cut off the communication of this terminal. And once the communication they use is also a code word, then we still cannot understand the secret agency's internal information. And this It is very possible." Lin Rui shook his head.

While they were talking, the activated communication terminals continued to send conversations. It sounded like some kind of whisper, and Crazy Horse looked at Lin Rui in surprise, "Oh, damn, our luck has finally recovered."

"What's the matter?" Lin Rui frowned.

"They didn't use encrypted codewords, they used a simple general codeword." Crazy Horse explained, "The U.S. military has its own customary codewords in each unit, and each unit is different. Army Special Forces They have their own set, and the Navy and Marine Corps also have their own idioms. As for the Air Force pilots, there are more slang terms for those nasty people.

However, in some joint operations with multiple arms, they will use slang and secret signs that are not so distinctive, but all units can understand the meaning. Just now, it seemed like this. "

"Well, I don't understand the US military. But how can such a communication code with the characteristics of the US military be used solemnly in the secret agency?" Sergey frowned.

"I know why," Lin Rui's expression changed slightly, "Do you still remember the delta company that rebelled?"

"Yes, the Delta Force is the first combat detachment of the U.S. Army Special Forces." Crazy Horse nodded. "They are a special operations team derived from the Green Berets of the U.S. Army Special Forces. Therefore, they have a similar relationship with my previous unit It’s very connected, so I can roughly understand what they’re talking about."

(End of this chapter)