Battlefield Contractor

The members of Company C hurried forward with their bodies half bent. A bright light appeared in the front, and the smoke gradually faded and disappeared, because the smoke bombs previously released had no effect.

A building on the corner of the street fell to the ground. Instead of being blown to pieces, it was blown to a corner. The whole building is tilted to one side. There were still corpses lying on the ground, lying in this clearing, most of them were dead.

The lieutenant saw soldiers from the Northern Allied Forces lying on the ground. They were hit by heavy enemy fire, and they were already dead. A few more corpses were supposed to be killed, and they are still smoking.

There are upturned jeeps and modified trucks with flaming tires. Some have no drivers inside, and some are still lying in the car, covered in blood. The reinforced concrete bunker was densely covered with machine guns, defending the low building in the middle.

"There is a situation ahead." A soldier from Company C whispered.

The other party also found them. The lieutenant took a sniper rifle handed over by a soldier and observed the situation there through the sniper scope. It is absolutely certain that those people are mercenaries. Some of them were digging holes to bury the corpses on the ground, some were searching for survivors, and some were sorting weapons and ammunition.

The lieutenant frowned. The behavior of this mercenary team makes people feel that it is not quite right. They lack the cohesion of the team, the team is loose and completely exposed, and no bunkers are used. There was not even a clear destination, and a few of them were just slowly turning around in place.

The lieutenant used the universal radio channel to send signals to these mercenaries. "This is Company C of the Eighth Battalion of the Northern Allied Forces. We are approaching you from the six o'clock direction. Please answer!"

These mercenaries turned around, squinted their eyes and looked in the direction of Company C, and raised their assault rifles at the same time. In the communication channel, there was the noise of static electricity, and then a hoarse and tired voice came: "People from company C? If you are really company C... we just need help."

"It's a pity that we didn't catch up with the battle, it seems you have solved it." The lieutenant replied.

"Did you catch up?" The mercenary member smiled bitterly, "In fact, it hasn't started yet."

The lieutenant handed the sniper rifle to the soldier next to him, pointed his eyes, and then pointed to the battlefield. Let the soldiers stare carefully at the battlefield. The soldier nodded, raised his rifle, and looked at them.

His finger was placed next to the trigger, and the situation on the battlefield was unpredictable, and he traveled carefully.

The lieutenant got up and walked towards the group of mercenaries. On the road, only corpses, twisted metal blocks and burnt tires were piled up randomly. These mercenaries looked like they had come back after walking in hell, and the burns and bruises on their bodies were shocking.

A middle-aged man wearing a black beret. Gray eyes, sparse hair, and a neat beard. Looks like the leader of this group of mercenaries. He walked over to look at the lieutenant, nodded and said, "Lieutenant Kane of Company C?"

"Yes." The lieutenant nodded, "I am."

"I am the person in charge of the second squadron assault team, codenamed Longbow. We have been ordered to follow from the flank and join you." The mercenary leader replied. "We've been with us, there are people from the third squadron, they are in another position."

The lieutenant nodded, "I got the order. We have to speed up to break through the enemy's blockade, and get deeper into the enemy's depth."

"Reconnaissance No. 2, report to the captain: The enemy is in front." A calm voice came from the communication channel, "The enemy troops are less than 100 meters away from me, and they are ten degrees to the left."

"Understood. Stand by and prepare for battle." The mercenary replied and turned to the lieutenant. "It seems we have to talk about it later. The enemy has already come up. Solve the trouble first."

"Group 2, confirm the enemy," the mercenary Longbow continued to say to the communication channel, "what is the estimated strength of the enemy?"

"Captain, I guess it will be ten. Repeat, ten or more than twenty soldiers. They are from the Orumi Federal Forces, sir. They move slowly and form a double line. At the moment they have not found us. Please give an order." The scout replied.

The order we received was to avoid exchanges of fire with the enemy as much as possible-our forces in the combat zone were too scattered to risk a long battle. But these enemy forces are heading towards the place where the remaining Anmor Northern Alliance soldiers are...

"Kill them, we don't care about exposing here anymore," he said.

The troops of the Orumi Federation Army were also struggling through the ruins. The bombardment here was too serious, and there were ruins everywhere. This Orumi Federal Force had a total of twenty people, lined up in two teams, about two meters apart.

These Orumi Federation forces also looked very tired-only the first soldier and the two soldiers behind the palace were carrying machine guns. The others were talking to each other quietly, with vague accents.

The target is not alarming. That's great!

The lieutenant slowly signaled to his teammates with some gestures: Backward until he left the enemy's sight.

The scouts opened the communication channel within the team again. "They are about seventy meters away from you," he said, after a pause, "They are moving towards the core position, maybe they will approach us along the road. We are now backing back and looking for cover in the eastern block."

The mercenaries returned along the original road and scattered around the hills. They were holding assault rifles and still staying in the middle of the team. The entire team was hidden in the collapsed ruins, completely obscured by the debris of the building.

One minute passed. Two minutes...Three minutes...

Found the enemy. Longbow relaxes the trigger hand and waits...

It's now! The Anmor Northern coalition fired, first with a short burst of three rounds. Then began to shoot wantonly. In less than a second, multiple enemy patrols fell.

But it was not the fire of the northern coalition, but the third squadron of mercenaries that came over from the flanks.

After they converged, their strength was significantly strengthened, and they quickly controlled this area. From a tactical point of view, their mission was completed.

Because they opened the gap on the southwest side of the core position, a large number of Anmor Northern Allied Forces are pouring into this gap.

This time, Clovertown's defense line was completely penetrated.

This was the result that Lin Rui had always wanted, and it was finally done now. As long as the follow-up troops can keep up, Clover has almost completely fallen into control.

Although this was what he had expected, Lin Rui, who had received the news, waved his fist in excitement.

"Clover is ours." The actuary Mae Kishi also nodded to him.