Battlefield Contractor

Lin Rui adjusted his breathing. He still remembered what Zhao Jianfei said to him after he achieved the best shooting results in the training camp: Remember, the enemies you really have to face in the future are not gun targets, they are living people. They are as well-trained as you and as responsive as you. The victory or defeat may be only a moment, but you must always be half a second faster than the opponent. Remember, this half a second can change everything.

Just as he stepped back and was about to pull away and turn over and break the window, footsteps suddenly came from behind him. Lin Rui's movements were forcibly terminated in an instant, turned around, and reattached his back to the wall. Almost at the same time, a figure emerged from the corner of the hut. This is a militant from a secret agency. He seems to have noticed something, holding a gun and poking out his head carefully.

Lin Rui pressed his back against the wall of the straw shed. There was a distance between him and the militant of the secret society, and there was an angle of sight. Unless the secret society militants continue to move forward, he will not see Lin Rui clinging to the wall. The secret society militant shook his head with some doubts, and looked forward with the gun, Lin Rui's heart was extremely nervous. It's not that he wasn't alert enough before, but the sandy terrain in this pirate camp prevented him from hearing the opponent's footsteps in time and almost led to himself being discovered.

Fortunately, the militants of the secret agency only looked at their heads for a while, and found nothing unusual, shook his head and turned back to his patrol route. When he turned around, Lin Rui's sweat had dripped from the tip of his nose. At this time, he slowly released the hand holding the dagger around his waist. He couldn't directly see the militant, but he could judge the actions of the other side through the shadow cast by the militant on the ground.

Lin Rui knew that he had to wait for this person to walk a sufficient distance before he could take the next move, otherwise the movement of breaking the window would immediately alarm him. Because of this accident, Lin Rui's actions were forced to delay for a few minutes. After he had opened enough distance, Lin Rui opened the channel, "Crazy Horse?"

"I'm here. God, you finally responded. Where are you currently?" Crazy Horse's voice was a little disturbed.

"I'm at your eleven o'clock direction. Don't look. You can't see me. I'm on the back edge of the tin turf." Lin Rui whispered, "Are you still in the same position?"

"Yes, I am in the original position." Crazy Horse whispered.

"Then you should still be able to see Conan sitting in the window, can you aim at him?" Lin Rui whispered.

Crazy Horse responded in a low voice, "Yes, now he is in my scope. This **** **** has a few pits on his face, I can see clearly."

Lin Rui whispered, "Relax the crazy horse. From now on, you must listen to my orders, and I need your cooperation. There are two people in the room, both of our targets. One of them has been exposed to your gun. Under the mouth, but we are going to kill with one blow, we need perfect cooperation."

"Understood." Crazy Horse replied.

"Very well, from now on, I will count down three times. You aim at Conan and fire. Then you must immediately turn your guns and kill the two militants at the door of the straw shed. I will be responsible for the others." Lin Rui whispered.

"Yes." Crazy Horse replied in a low voice.

"Three, two, one!" When Lin Rui counted down to "two", he suddenly began to make an effort to run up. As soon as the word "three" was exited, he jumped into the air.

"Bang!" With a shot of Crazy Horse, Conan sitting at the window shot blood in the chest. And almost at the same time the Crazy Horse shot, Lin Rui broke through the simple window and turned over into the straw shed. He hardly made any extra moves. After turning over and entering, he was not stable on the ground, and immediately took advantage of the situation to shoot, a series of bursts. "Da da da da!" The direction of the bullet's falling point had been carefully calculated by him beforehand, and it enveloped Makovsky's location.

Maklovsky was shot, but he shot almost at the moment when he was shot, and at the same time he shot at the black figure flying in the window. But he really slowed down, because the gunshots of Crazy Horse in the distance and Conan's shot still had a certain impact on Makovsky. Maklovsky's attention was slightly distracted for a moment, which made him slightly less prepared for Lin Rui who broke in the window. Although his reactions were almost simultaneous, he was still slow after all.

It was half a second slower, maybe less than half a second, but this is a half-second time difference that determines everything. As Zhao Jianfei said, even half a second can change everything.

Makovsky was shot, and the impact of the bullet pushed him back. And the bullet he shot penetrated Lin Rui's waist and abdomen in an instant, the bullet was originally directed at Lin Rui's head. But because Maklowski was the first to be shot, his body moved and his pistol lost its aim. After being shot, Maklowski made a leap and landed behind the old sofa in the room.

Lin Rui also took advantage of the situation, enduring the pain and swept out three consecutive shots at Maklovsky. After being shot, Makovsky lay down behind the sofa and seemed unable to get up. Lin Rui was about to rush over to stop him completely, but her feet suddenly stagnated. Conan, who was covered in blood, hadn't died yet, regardless of the blood on his chest, he dragged Lin Rui's leg hard and grinned and said, "I want to go, it's not that cheap." After finishing speaking, he raised his **** hand. Grenade.

"Damn!" Lin Rui's pupils shrank suddenly, and he noticed that the grenade in Conan's hand had torn off the tab, and it would explode as soon as the safety clip was loosened. At this time, he couldn't think about it anymore. The other leg suddenly raised his knee, slammed into Conan's door, and got rid of it. Looking at the smoking grenade rolling on the floor, Lin Rui stamped her foot and turned over and jumped out of the hut.

"Boom!" In the blast of air, Lin Rui crawled and staggered forward. He is a very sensitive person. At the moment of the explosion, he had estimated that he could feel the sharp pain in his back. At least two places behind his back had been injured by grenade fragments. With the addition of the previous gunshot wounds, he has three wounds on his body, and he is still in the pirate camp, and his current situation is very bad.

Gunshots and explosions plunged the pirate camp into chaos. Lin Rui ran away wounded while shooting anyone blocking him. The pirates and secret society militants were chasing after him in the chaos, and Lin Rui was not alone in the fight. In the communication headset, the crazy horse was directing his path forward. He was still at a high place, using long-range fire cover to help Lin Rui remove all obstacles on the way forward.

Lin Rui ran with all his strength, but he felt that with the loss of blood, his pace became more and more empty and drifting. He knew that he could only hope to survive if he persisted and rushed into the jungle ahead. He only hopes that his physical strength can continue to persist and not to fall prematurely.