Battlefield Contractor

The lonely smoke in the desert, the setting sun is like blood. When Lin Rui saw the situation after the war, he only thought of these two sentences. He sat wearily on the edge of the dusty armed pickup truck, listening to Scarface's report.

"O2's people, including the Gurkha team, had a total of seven deaths and 12 wounds. It was only this battle. Not including the previous losses at the sewage treatment plant." Scarface whispered, "Annihilate the enemy..."

"I don't care about this." Lin Rui shook his head. "How many red tides were wiped out has little to do with our mission. How many shells did they fire?"

"From their computer data, they have fired a total of three shells. The remaining nine rounds have not had time to fire." Scarface replied in a low voice, "The mission failed, but we did our best. If we can come Later, the situation will get worse."

"If the mission failed, it failed. Three VX gas bombs were launched on the edge of the desert. The dust contaminated by the poison would double the number of injured. I only know that our failure will cause many deaths." Lin Rui sighed. He said, "Have you cleaned up the battlefield? Any live openings you find must be collected, and all artillery firing data on the scene must be collected. We need to give these to Mr. K."

"Grab the four prisoners, one of them should be the person in charge. The captains of the two red tides could have caught it, but the person in charge of the other team blew a grenade and injured our two brothers on the verge of death." Face bitterly authentic. "I originally thought that if you don't want to stay alive, you can leave it to the brothers."

"Keep them and leave them to Mr. K. Take the prisoners and their remaining ammunition, as well as the dragon fire equipment for auxiliary shooting." Lin Rui shook his head, "These bastards, it's too cheap to kill them. Letting them fall into the hands of the CIA is a crime. Mr. K’s group can’t do anything else, but there are ways to extract a confession by torture."

"That's true." Crazy Horse walked over. "The CIA bastards, even the iron men can't help their methods."

Sausage brought all the prisoners over, and Lin Rui looked at him and said, "How are these guys?"

"All were injured, but none were fatal," Sausage replied.

"Bring here." Lin Rui spit out the cigarette **** in his mouth.

Several mercenaries yelled and brought the four prisoners over, and smashed them one by one in front of Lin Rui with their rifles.

Lin Rui looked at it, "These people, haven't their legs hurt?"

"One hurt his leg," Sausage replied.

"The injured one was dragged over and killed. I don't want our brothers to walk behind him." Lin Rui waved and said, "The others, all smashed my hands. I don't want them to struggle in the car. There is room for this. Hit the upper arm, the position between the shoulder and the elbow. Only then can they use their hands. After hitting it, throw it in the car and show me tightly."

"I'm coming!" Sergey was eager to try with a dagger.

"Use a hammer, as long as you break the bone, don't hurt your blood vessels. I don't want them to die before they can get back to the camp." Lin Rui shook his head, "This is my meeting gift for Mr. K."

These wolves and tigers of mercenaries swarmed up, and these mercenaries were ruthless one by one, breaking a person's bones was like playing. All the prisoners broke their arms and were handcuffed together and thrown into the car. Lin Rui nodded, "Report the coordinates to Mr. K and let his people handle the affairs here. Let's go back with the prisoners and chemical weapons!"

Several vehicles rushed all the way back to the joint force camp. They did not slow down even when they entered the camp. This vigorous momentum shocked all the soldiers of the joint counter-terrorism force on duty.

After Lin Rui and the others got off the car, they carried the captured chemical ammunition and took the prisoners all the way to Mr. K's office.

"Wait, you can't..." A member of the US military intelligence department tried to stop him, but Lin Rui glared back. He kicked open the door of Mr. K's office in public.

"What are you doing?" Mr. K frowned.

"Give you a big gift!" Lin Rui beckoned, and the mercenaries behind him pushed the three blood-stained prisoners into Mr. K's office.

"What does this mean?" Mr. K said sharply.

"The murderer of the attack. There are only three remaining alive, and one of them is the person in charge." Lin Rui waved, the mercenary behind came in, brought in a big box and patted Mr. K's desk.

Mr. K thumped the table angrily and said, "You are too much, what is this place...this, what is this?

"Be careful. Modified 120 shells, chemical warheads." Lin Rui said calmly.

Mr. K took a deep breath and walked over to close the door. "Well, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, it's just three chemical bombs. You should know how many people died. This could have been avoided." Lin Rui looked at him.

"Rick, don't get me wrong. As I said, this matter is not for me." Mr. K shook his head.

"I understand, don't get me wrong, I have no dissatisfaction. The mission failed, and we took more than a dozen lives. I just think these people and things may be useful to you. I bring them to you. There are many people outside. , I have to send the things to your office." Lin Rui sneered, "The things are delivered, I will leave now."

"Rick." Mr. K said in a slow tone, "I didn't expect it to develop like this. But fortunately, we finally convinced Niger that most of their leaders did not participate in this tree planting event. So..."

Lin Rui nodded, "I guessed it. So your allies are fine, only some worthless **** are dead. Oh. Sorry, the word **** is a bit insulting. I almost forgot that you are also a black man. . I don’t mean any racial discrimination. But compared to the lives of ordinary people, there is always a distinction between high and low power, right?"

"This is not America." Mr. K looked at him. "Yes, in a black neighborhood in the United States, if you curse someone as a nigger, you might be shot in the street. Even our president dare not openly say that his life is more expensive than civilians because he is in the public eye. Next. If he dares to say that, he will have to be impeached. But this is Africa and the situation is different."

"Therefore, some people have to be sacrificed for reasons they could not even think of." Lin Rui nodded, "This is Africa, and I've already taken it off. But in this matter, you are the one with me. Me. I will remember."

"Both each other. You have broken my business, although I have no evidence, but we know it well." Mr. K sighed, "Rick, we are not friends. We are just collaborators. You are just betraying force. A businessman, I’m just an official of the American intelligence agency. We pay, you work hard, and don’t care about the others.