Battlefield Contractor

The militants were completely suppressed, and at the same time the mercenaries had quickly recovered after being attacked. The speed of their counterattack is getting faster and faster.

And through their own movement, these militants were lured into the relatively narrow area of ​​the town. The fire suppression forces behind the militants can no longer shoot, otherwise they will hit their own people.

But they still fired indiscriminately, "Go! Charge me all!" A black leader yelled, and another group of black militants charged up with guns.

"Damn it, dare to attack, hold your flank, and hit me fiercely from the front!" Lin Rui shouted, raising everyone's morale.

Although Nightingale's intelligence team is not as experienced as the O2 team members, they can become members of Mossad, and their basic military qualities are also quite high.

Although it was once suppressed by enemy fire after being raided, it has now recovered. Relying on the concealment of the small town buildings, they quickly launched a counterattack.

"beat!"

The dense bullets roared frantically, and the row of black militants running in front fell down in an instant.

They realized how ridiculous their blindness was. How could the single shot of the opponent's rifle suppress their continuous shooting?

They simply lack basic military knowledge, especially in such a narrow area, when an excellent sniper occupies a commanding height with a good view, the suppressing force formed is not weaker than a machine gun fire blockade.

A dozen black militants rushed forward and rushed forward. They had no way of retreat. They rushed forward and rushed forward. These thugs full of extreme thoughts have no fear of death at all. They can only rush forward. Even if they use their bodies to meet the bullets, they can’t go back. They can only survive by rushing forward.

Their will to fight is fanatical, but their will is not blind, no matter how firm the will is, it is weak in the face of bullets. The firm will not afraid of death did not help these black militants, but caused them to have even greater casualties.

"Bang!" Yelena's sniper rifle shot again. A black militant who was charging was hit in the chest, his body was driven by the inertia of the bullet, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The militants on the flanks were completely suppressed by the vitality group composed of mercenaries such as Kuaima and Sergey. The black militant who was still aggressive just now collapsed almost in an instant.

These black militants do not have a unified combat thinking. Their style of play is also entirely guerrilla style.

All the tactics for them, summed up in one sentence, is to pull the trigger against the enemy.

But the group of people under Lin Rui was completely different. This group of people has experienced the baptism of regular combat.

Although they were scattered when they were attacked. But after reacting, they cooperated with a few people to quickly get their side into the most suitable position. Form a multi-directional fire attack point.

Therefore, within a short period of time, the gap between the guerrillas and the professional soldiers immediately became apparent.

Although the number of these black militants is large, they are basically fighting on their own. Not only is it difficult to form a joint force, the formation of one swarm, and even influence each other.

As for Lin Rui's mercenaries, almost all of them were professional soldiers. In addition to the experience of fighting in regular troops, he also has a lot of experience in fighting as a mercenary.

Know how to cooperate with the team, know how to cover teammates, and also know how to deploy crossfire in a small area.

Especially in positional warfare, a few key firepower points are deployed and a few experienced soldiers are deployed. Enough to block the charge of hundreds of people.

In fact, modern combat has long since broken away from the restriction of more people and fewer people.

Effective use of defensive nodes and firepower configuration. These are all within the scope of regular operations, and the guerrillas cannot learn this technique due to their own limitations.

The suppression of the crossfire is like the waving of the death sickle. The black militants who rushed up were falling in pieces, but they were not qualified to retreat! Even the qualifications for fear are gone!

Because the leader of the black militants followed and drove them forward.

go forward! go forward! It's really sad to rush forward to die!

Lin Rui also sneered in his heart. This was the group of people who pretended to be jihadist warriors. The cowardly commander used extreme thoughts to confuse a group of cowardly soldiers, only to let his soldiers die in vain.

These people are not even soldiers. Just a bunch of savage and ignorant thugs.

Soon after their companions died, the black terrorists began to feel fear. They began to cringe, letting the black armed leader roar and yell, they no longer dared to rush forward.

The black militant leader never thought that there were so many people on his side, and it was a sudden attack, there was no way to get these mercenaries.

In annoyance, he shouted loudly for his terrorists to get the machine gun over.

"We need more firepower to drive the armed truck over. I need the machine gun above. Machine gun machine gun, I want to kill them all." The black leader stomped and snarled.

Two trucks drove over, and two black men with big waists jumped on the car and controlled the machine guns set up on the car. Shooting frantically at the location of the mercenaries.

Regardless of the accuracy, the power of machine guns is indeed impressive. The 7.62 bullet from the machine gun hit a nearby building riddled with holes.

Buildings near these small towns. Basically, they are all clay buildings, and they are not very strong. Under the continuous shooting of the machine gun, not only the wall was penetrated instantly.

Now in some places where it is not solid, large chunks of soil are falling down.

Lin Rui's people were once again suppressed by the firepower of the machine gun and couldn't raise their heads.

"Damn it, these **** are all dependent on the number of people." Kuaima hugged his gun and crouched on the ground.

The bullets above their heads whizzed past, and the debris that hit the top was flying, and the falling debris and dust made them unable to open their eyes.

"I don't think this is a bad thing, at least they brought us the car." Lin Rui reluctantly shook the dust off his head and said.

"It's really timely. However, in our current situation. I think the more important thing is to survive... So many storms have come, if you die in the hands of these terrorists, it would really be..." Sergey Also lying on the ground.

"The key is that they are at an angle that is not in Yelena's shooting range. Otherwise, the two armed trucks simply can't support it now." Sausage leaned against the dirt wall on one side.

"Brother, you may have forgotten that Viper is not the only sniper. I also have a record of more than 100 sniper shots." Eric's voice came from the headset.