Battlefield Contractor

Lin Rui estimated that the enemy would arrive within one to two hours at a normal marching speed.

But in fact, the forward force of the Jihad Alliance arrived just an hour later.

"Boss, if you can't survive this battle. Will my money be given to the house?" a mercenary asked Lin Rui with a smile.

"It's best if you take the money back alive, but if you hang up, you won't get any less rewards." Lin Rui smiled. "Furthermore, the brethren have come here with many winds and heavy rains. I don't believe these terrorists can keep us here."

"Lao Tzu is not as silly as that guy. Lao Tzu must complete this task and have to go back alive." Another mercenary laughed and said, "I will use this money to find women and play for three days and three nights."

"Bringing, you can't hold on for a day." The mercenaries laughed together. "Be bold!" All the mercenaries shouted with their fists.

Lin Rui saw the clamoring mercenaries, but looked into the distance. It was another battle of unknown fate, and he and these people would go through the rain of bullets again. There was no ambulance, no reinforcements, or even a way out.

Now the coalition terrorists have launched a tentative charge. Several armored vehicles and armed trucks rushed up, covering small groups of infantry.

A rocket hit the front of one of the armed trucks accurately, and the terrorist in the cab was blown to pieces. The entire front of the car was blown apart.

The truck was overturned by the blast and rolled on the ground. The following terrorist infantry fell everywhere.

Struggling alive, ran forward with a gun, looking for a few other armored vehicles as cover.

Another rocket hit between the armored vehicle and the truck. The explosion of air overwhelmed another large area.

The speed of the remaining vehicles accelerated, and yellow sand was thrown up on the desert, and the smoke and dust drifted into a large cloud with the wind.

Several mortars landed before and after the convoy but also overturned many terrorists. Several armed trucks were blown out and their tires slanted and struggled to drive forward.

Lin Rui ordered the shooting, and the heavy machine guns on the ambush position roared at the same time. The muzzle of more than one hundred guns on the ground was spraying flames simultaneously.

One of the terrorist’s armored vehicles was destroyed by another rocket, but it was before the explosion. A shot was fired and a light machine gun on the ground was blown up. Then there was a huge fireball, and the armored car was completely motionless in the fireball.

"They are here, kill them!" the mercenaries roared. A mercenary threw three or four grenade in one go, and it exploded quite lively.

The other brothers on the other side were not idle either. Various machine guns, grenades, and grenades were thrown out.

"Kill that officer." Lin Rui ordered while observing through a telescope.

One of these terrorists was poking his head out on the armored vehicle, and the other infantry who was yelling at him rushed forward. He should be a small leader.

The team members hit a row of bullets, and the bullet hit the armored vehicle, sparking straight up. But it didn't hit the little boss.

This little boss is also a fierce man who is not afraid of death. Facing the oncoming bullets, he did not hide, and controlled the machine gun on the top of the armored vehicle to shoot back.

An armed truck on Lin Rui's side was swept into a hornet's nest, and the machine gunner carrying the machine gun was shot to death, with blood splattered everywhere.

"Kill that armored car, there is a commander inside." Lin Rui ordered directly.

"I'm coming!" Kuaima rushed over from one side, carrying a rocket launcher in his hand.

But he was shot before he rushed out a few steps. The bullet only pierced his scalp. Although it was not fatal, his face was covered with blood.

"Cover him." Lin Rui shouted loudly, while holding his weapon to shoot forward, several other mercenaries also fired at the same time. Several terrorists who were firing were killed on the spot.

Kuaima turned over and sat up, opened a hole in his head, rolled over with pain, and rushed to the side bunker.

After taking a breath, Kuaima picked up the bazooka again, he quickly stuck his head out, finished aiming and pulled the trigger. This time it hits exactly.

The armored vehicle was hit sideways by an anti-tank rocket, and both ears were full of explosive roars. The armored car became scrap iron, and flames and black smoke engulfed it.

The tentative attack by the terrorists was destroyed. Several vehicles were destroyed. Some terrorists who participated in the attack died on the ground, and the others retreated, but this is only the beginning.

"Strictly monitor the enemy's dynamics, and report any news in time." Lin Rui put down the phone in his hand.

Hurry up, with a bandage on his head, a little embarrassed.

"How is it?" Lin Rui asked.

"Damn bastard, ruined my hairstyle. From now on, this piece of head will probably be bald." Kuaima shook his head.

"Small, you can go for a hair transplant." Sergey patted his shoulder. "Bald rich people do this."

"Fuck off!" Kuaima said angrily.

"Don't talk about the useless nonsense, go and see what problems there are in each position? If there is a problem, solve it in time.

I want you to come here to help me, but I am not here to quarrel. Lin Rui shook his head.

"Listen to your boss, but this time we played very smoothly. Most of the heavy firepower points were not exposed, except that an armed truck was destroyed by the opponent, and the other personnel did not suffer much.

Except for the fast horse, this guy is a bit bad luck. "The sausage came over.

"This is best, but we still have to pay attention. In addition, our ammunition reserves are not very good. If it lasts for a long time, there may be problems. Let the troops pay attention to checking the ammunition inventory to avoid massive consumption.

In the middle and late stages of the battle, we may have to allocate ammunition reasonably according to the specific situation. Lin Rui nodded.

The offensive of the Jihadist Alliance soon began again. This time they planned to use shelling to cover the charge, and the continuous shelling caused smoke and dust everywhere.

The weather in the desert was sultry and hot. Sweat, cement, soil, dust and sand poured into his neck and glued the soaked military uniform to his body.

A mercenary stuck his head out, but was kicked by another mercenary next to him. "Don't want to live anymore? Find cover and wait for orders."

With the simple fortifications built before, they can last a long time. After all, the terrorists only have some mortars and a small number of rockets, and lack real heavy artillery.

To be safe, Lin Rui still ordered. The few mortars and 107 rockets were all withdrawn into the bunker.

If you want to continue to block the enemy, if you don't have these, it's just empty talk.

In the midst of the gunfire, Sergey whistled. An unknown Russian folk song, I don’t know if he plays out of tune.

Lin Rui suddenly felt a little disgusted with these Russians, **** fighting people. Always show off their courage recklessly at any time.