Battlefield Contractor

There was a huge sound in the air, Lin Rui poked her head and looked at the sky. Several planes are flying above the sky in formation.

"AC-130U aerial gunboat." Lin Rui whispered.

"Yes, before them, drones have been deployed to survey the entire battlefield. Those terrorists never expected to be attacked at this time." Mr. K slowly said, "Just as they were preparing to evacuate materials and personnel, France The foreign legion has approached them from three directions.

For this operation, the military named the Ivy League. It intends to wipe out the viable forces of terrorist organizations on a large scale and severely damage terrorist organizations in the Sahel region. "

"I hope this works." Lin Rui whispered. "I think you still don't underestimate the power behind these terrorist organizations."

"I know who you are referring to. But this operation is dominated by the US and French forces. The joint forces have not received any notice so far. Even you are not aware of it?" Mr. K looked at Lin Rui. .

"We didn't notice it because you didn't notify us, but the secret society has their eyeliner everywhere." Lin Rui shook his head. "The interior of the US and French forces is not necessarily impervious."

Mr. K was silent for a while and nodded, "I have been worried about this, but even if the information is leaked, what about it? This is a joint military operation of the two powers. Even if they know it, they cannot stop it. Under the circumstances, can they organize a resistance, squatting on the ground and using the AK-47 against the aerial gunboat?"

Lin Rui was silent for a while and said, "Well, it is true."

"Don't forget to watch the news tonight." Mr. K smiled slightly, "This is the first battle in the true sense of the joint counter-terrorism operation. It should be a good start. Also, thank you for this information. I promise to make good use of this information. ."

After Lin Rui left Mr. K, he returned to their safe house. The new mercenaries have been dragged together by these bad boys to gamble.

Lin Rui smiled and said, "As long as you don't play with the Russian guy, he is the most cheating person I have ever seen. At first I only thought he was lucky, until one time we pressed him on the table. Three sets of cheating cards were found on him."

"This is not cheating, boss. I never cheat to win a newcomer's money, it is strength." Sergey said with the dagger in his hand, "We are playing a game of throwing knives. Whoever makes the right vote will win. money."

"Oh, how did you play?" Lin Rui walked over.

"Did you see there?" Sergey pointed to the target on the wall in the distance. "With his back and not looking at the target. Once per person, if there is no dot that hits the bullseye, you have to add money to the plate. In the end, who Hit the little red dot of the bullseye first, and whoever takes all the bets on the plate. This is called a winner-takes-all. Now whose turn is it?"

"It's me." Crazy Horse walked up with a smile and took the dagger in Sergey's hand.

"Russian, you are eating your own bad luck, playing throwing knives with an Indian? What do you think?" Lin Rui mocked.

In a burst of cheering, Crazy Horse turned around and walked across the room, facing the wall, and threw the dagger in his backhand. The flying knife pierced heavily on the target, but it was still slightly off the center of the red circle on the target. The mercenaries felt sorry for a while.

Sergey took the opportunity to shout, "It's a pity, the 9th ring. I hope you lose the bet and raise your bet. If you hit the 9th ring, you have to add ninety dollars. The 10th ring can win all the bets, and you almost won. , It’s just bad luck."

Crazy Horse also looked depressed, "Damn, just occasionally miss. Come again! I don't believe it anymore."

"That would have to wait for the next round." Sergey smiled. "Come here, are there anyone else?"

The rest of the mercenaries also played one by one, but the throwing technique of throwing the knife backwards facing the wall is very awkward. Few people can make a hit, and at most it is like the nine rings of Crazy Horse. . Sausage also lost, and he was so angry that he kept clamoring to install a laser sight on the throwing knife. The mercenaries all laughed.

"I'll try it." Lin Rui walked over, and Sergei immediately took the dagger and passed it up. Lin Rui took it, weighed it in his hand and counted it. Sergey, Russia, is cheating again.

This dagger was obviously top-heavy, and the weight of the two blades was also different, which caused the flying knife to fly unevenly when it was thrown out. The better the flying knife technology, the easier it is to miss the target. Of course, this effect is small, and it looks like it's just a little bit accidental.

Lin Rui didn't break Sergey's tricks, just weighed the dagger in his hand, then walked to the wall on the other side of the room, secretly spit out chewing gum from his mouth, and glued the chewing gum to the side of the knife. While the mercenaries were still shouting and cheering, he suddenly threw it out.

The flying knife traversed a trajectory in the air, and nailed the target to the wall with a pop.

"Hit, it's Ten Rings!!!" These mercenaries were in an uproar.

"It's impossible!" Sergey stared at the target, "It must be just luck."

"Yes, luck. I just glued a piece of lucky chewing gum on it." Lin Rui walked over, rolled up the banknotes on the plate without hesitation, and stuffed it with the sausage. "Let the brothers come over, Take his bet back. Except for the Russians, his bet is used to buy alcohol for everyone."

"Why?" Sergey complained.

"Are you sure you want me to tell the reason, or be generous, and invite the brothers to drink?" Lin Rui walked over, pulled the dagger from the target, and looked at him with a smile.

Sergey directly counseled, "Okay, okay. I invite everyone to drink!" He also knows that this kind of thing can't make it to the table, if someone knows that he is cheating again, it will be ridiculed by Crazy Horse. So just admit it and take a stab at it.

Although Crazy Horse and others didn't know the specific reason, they also guessed something. This Russian must have been tricking him in secret again. They are also used to it. This Russian relied on being a thief, with quick hands and feet, and often cheated on the cards. His tactics of stealing cards and swapping cards were similar to those of magicians, and sometimes even if he knew he was cheating, he couldn't catch his handle.

These old mercenaries could all see that Sergey must have played some tricks this time, and Lin Rui was caught. Otherwise, he wouldn't just invite everyone to drink. So they all whistled and pointed their middle fingers to Sergey, expressing their contempt for his cheating.

Sausage laughed and took Sergey's bet and went out to buy wine. Lin Rui sat next to a few newcomers and introduced them to every O2 team member, including the strengths and personality of each team member.