Battlefield Contractor

"The question now is, there are people from the secret society on this island, how do we leave?" Kuaima whispered. "Cobain's team is not good at fighting."

"I think they should be nearby, but the number should be small, otherwise they would have attacked us long ago. It shouldn't be a big problem for us to cover Cobain and leave." Lin Rui nodded.

"Okay. The Russians and I are in front, and you are responsible for the break." Kuaima gritted his teeth. "This is located on the seashore, and it should be only 2-3 kilometers away from our patrol boat. As long as we can board the patrol boat, we will be safe."

Lin Rui turned his head and patted Cobain, "How about it, can you all leave?"

Cobain nodded, "It's all okay. They are still useful to us, so they didn't have any heavy hands."

"Everyone is following." Kuaima waved his hand and walked in front of a few mercenaries. After they walked out of the cave, they looked around. Then quickly follow the border between the jungle and the beach and walk forward.

Because the secret society must be prevented from sneak attacks at all times, they dare not openly walk on the empty beach and can only lean as close to the jungle as possible.

After walking for less than ten minutes, there was a sudden gunshot, and the fast horse walking in front immediately fell down! Yelled, "Go into battle and find cover."

The mercenaries brought members of the Cobain team to lie down and hid in the nearby jungle. Then rely on the cover of trees to find suitable combat positions.

Lin Rui is very smart. He immediately judged from the gunfire of the opponent that the number of people would not exceed five. The rest of the enemies must not appear on the beach because it is too obvious.

The rest should be in the woods. He immediately took sausages and others and guarded the wing near the jungle.

Sure enough, the remaining enemies planned to launch an offensive from the flanks. They attacked from deeper in the jungle.

Lin Rui, Sausage and others were covering Cobain and his team while resisting attacks from the flanks.

While being pressed by Lin Rui, Cobain complained in a low voice, "Can't you give me a gun?"

"You are more dangerous with a gun than an enemy. This is not a Call of Duty game. Give me this **** helmet on my head." Lin Rui forced his helmet onto Cobain's head.

"Quick horse, how about you there?" Lin Rui asked in a low voice, creeping.

"Not so good, they are hiding over the reef. Where are you?" Kuaima asked while changing the magazine.

"They are all hiding in the woods. Damn, Eric will come here for me!" Lin Rui lowered his head, avoiding the bullet rain above his head.

Eric rolled all the way to his side, "Boss..."

"Kill the machine gunner." Lin Rui tilted his head.

"Okay, look at me." Eric crawled forward against the ground. But before he raised his head. A series of bullets hit the trees in front of him.

Eric could only continue lying on the ground in embarrassment and cursing, "Damn, there is a machine gunner at two o'clock. Damn crossfire."

"Then kill him too." Lin Rui lowered his head, "Come on, I believe you can kill."

"Can't you let Viper Yelena do this work? At least give me a cooperating person to distract them. Then I won't even have a chance to aim." Eric lowered his head and gasped.

Lin Rui stretched out his hand to Sausage beside him, "Give me your gun." He was referring to Sausage's precision shooter rifle.

Sausage shot him with the rifle in his hand, and also took Lin Rui's assault rifle.

"Plan to go there in person? Can you do it?" Eric looked at Lin Rui and smiled.

"Let your kid open your eyes." Lin Rui poked her head out suddenly and shot forward. Then fell down quickly.

The sound of the machine guns on the opposite side rang out, and Lin Rui's head was covered with fallen leaves and sawdust.

Eric whistled straight beside him.

"The first shot was just a test shot." Lin Rui glared at him.

"Of course...I fully understand." Eric teased.

Before he finished speaking, Lin Rui had already raised his hand for a shot, and then quickly rolled down.

This time there was a scream from the other side, but the gunfire did not come out either. Obviously the machine gun was shot.

Eric was stunned, "What's this? Luck?"

"Although he doesn't play sniping, my marksmanship is not bad, at least not worse than me." Sausage smiled there.

Sausage is the third shooter in their team except Yelena and Eric. The so-called precision rifle shooter.

Eric nodded helplessly, "Okay, okay. Leave the rest to me." He tied the grass on the ground with a rope, then squatted to the side for a while, pulling the rope abruptly. The grass over there shook for a while, and the enemy's machine gun began to fire again.

At this moment Eric raised his head and fired a quick shot. "boom!"

The sound of machine gun shooting stopped, and the machine gun shooter of the secret society militants shot with his brain and fell to the ground.

After the two main machine gun firepower points were eliminated, the mercenaries immediately launched a counterattack, each relying on the cover of dense vegetation to strike forward.

Several secret society militants were killed, but Lin Rui's and others noticed at this time. These militants were killed. They all wore jungle camouflage, with camouflage straw hats woven with plants on their heads, and camouflage paint on their faces.

Obviously, they were all the same people who fought with them near the church. They were not originally on this island, but were temporarily transferred to participate in the ambush.

The last few secret society militants. After holding on to the reef for a few minutes, there was no sound.

After the mercenaries rushed over, they discovered that these secret society militants were also dead. And the death is strange.

They seemed to have emptied their magazines and shot each other with pistols to death.

It should be known that Lin Rui and others could not be successfully blocked, so he chose to assist his comrades in suicide.

One of the corpses put his hands behind his back, as if holding something. Sergey just wanted to check it out, and was immediately stopped by the quick horse, "Don't move it."

Then Kuaima walked over cautiously, holding the corpse's hand firmly from behind the corpse.

The corpse's hand was a grenade that had opened the insurance.

Sergey turned pale.

"This is a death trap. Before this guy died, he hid an uninsured grenade behind him and used his own weight to hold down this hand.

Once someone flips his body, the grenade will be released and detonated, killing people around him.

I encountered this when I was in Afghanistan. "Quaima breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed the grenade that had been released from the insurance, and threw it away.

The grenade fell behind the distant reef, and the exploded stone chips were flying.