Battlefield Contractor

The Orumi Federation army began to approach again, and the frontline troops could already see their faces and figures from the telescope.

Almost all the natives of the Orumi Federation are blacks. As a carefully selected elite unit, they are indeed quite strong soldiers, with good physical fitness and murderous aura all over their bodies.

Lin Rui sighed in his heart that these people were oppressed, but they had no idea why they were fighting. But now, what I want to do now is to kill them.

"Da da da..." The light and heavy machine guns of the Anmor army fired together. The flesh and blood of the soldiers of the Orumi Federation Army couldn't resist the ruthless bullets. They fell in rows, and the corpses rolled down the slope. Overlapping stacks.

They also tried to counterattack, but the strength of the counterattack could not keep up with the opponent's fire suppression.

Seeing that the attack was blocked again, Captain Jais had to endure all this in pain. He could only clench his fists and curse angrily.

What kind of devil are those defending in Bonifacio, in front of such a powerful offensive, they are actually motionless.

Under the strangulation of combined firepower, the Orumi Federation Army was even more vulnerable than white paper.

Under the crossfire of the Anmor army. The soldiers of the Orumi Federation Army all fell down like they were reaping wheat.

However, the people behind continued to rush up one after another, hoping to use their own flesh and blood to fill the short distance of a few hundred meters.

However, Lin Rui and his mercenaries would not give them such a chance.

This 100-meter distance is the boundary between heaven and hell, and no one can cross it.

Finally, the gunfire gradually sparsed, and everything was calm again, except that there were more corpses on the ground, and there was no change.

Commander Jaais of the Orumi Federation Army and his subordinates looked at each other, but what they thought in their hearts was not to feel sorry for these fallen soldiers.

But think of when the attack is blocked, if he has not captured Bonifacio on time.

The Red Baron might actually kill them both.

However, they didn't know that other troops not only failed to invade Anmore, but also got themselves into huge trouble.

It was General Kassan who caused him trouble.

General Kassan is an out-and-out warlord. But because he has a warlord uncle, he received a Western-style education very early.

Because they often run away from wars, they have long been rumored as a joke in the Anmor army. But everyone ignored a problem, that is, the battles he fled from were almost bound to be defeated.

However, he often retreated from this inevitable defeat.

Actually this man is an expert in tactics, especially guerrilla tactics. General Kassan and his men absolutely played the guerrilla tactics incisively and vividly.

They divided the troops into groups of about ten people, and then spread out, cutting into the Orumi Federal Army troops like wolves, and each group was free to play.

Do whatever you want, and immediately disrupt all the Orumi federal troops near Mirto.

The Orumi Federal Army didn't care when it started, thinking it was another trick of the Orumi Federal Army. Attempts to stop himself from advancing to the Kem River, but soon found that the casualties of the troops were increasing, and senior officers were continuously killed in action.

It was only when General Yves came to understand that the Anmor army squads that were operating in his own troops were like scalpels that cut into his own body, and the wounds on them were getting deeper and deeper.

In desperation, the follow-up troops had to order to stop the march and concentrate on dealing with these small teams.

But these people in the Anmore Army are too cunning. They always leave after a shot, and change places with one shot.

It was difficult to block them, but their firepower was fierce.

A company commander of the Orumi Federal Army self-organized several hundred Orumi Federal soldiers to besiege more than 100 people of the Anmore Army in a small ravine.

As a result, when they were about to be surrounded and captured in one fell swoop, the opponent actually rushed out two teams on the flanks, and shot with their guns. Hundreds of Orumi Federation soldiers died suddenly.

Even the company commander himself was hit in the abdomen and died on the way down. He didn't realize that when he surrounded his target, he himself became someone else's target.

Information from multiple channels shows that the Anmor Army has appeared in all directions of the Orumi Federal Army. Although the number seems to be small, it seems that they are only small harassing troops.

However, from the perspective of the situation, a huge encirclement is gradually forming. Although almost all Orumi Federation officers do not believe that the Anmor army can surround and eat the Orumi Federation army, there is no doubt that the other party at least seems to have such an attempt.

"Hey, what do you think of the current situation?" Seeing no one around. An officer of the Orumi Federal Army cautiously asked General Yves's staff.

After all, among all the officers under Yves' command, this staff officer has a good sense of strategy and also has a vision for the battle situation.

"It's hard to say, it's not very good for us to develop like this." The staff officer hesitated and said, and he tried his best to be tactful.

Although the officer felt that the situation was not optimistic. But I didn't expect the staff to be so pessimistic. He couldn't help frowning and said: "Is the situation so serious? Although we have lost a lot of soldiers, we still have 20,000 people! General Yves, over the past few years, we still maintain a record of winning streak, I would like to know…"

"What are you talking about?" A gloomy voice sounded slowly behind them, it was General Yves' voice. There were red bloodshots in his eyes, and he even walked out of the tent with some staggering steps.

He was so haggard, yet so gloomy.

"General, we are just discussing the situation in private." His staff officer said respectfully immediately.

"Do you think we will fail?" General Yves took a sip of coffee and seemed to recover a little. But his voice became more gloomy, his eyes looked at the map intentionally or unintentionally, and no one could see what he was thinking.

"No, I never thought so, we will resolutely defeat the Anmor rebels." The officer hurriedly changed his tone, he didn't want to die inexplicably. Then all the wives, children and children were sent to labor camps to suffer inhuman torture to death, and finally even the corpses were trampled on. Even if it is not for himself, but only for his family, he must compliment all the decisions of the general against his will.

"I think so too, and I'm glad you think so too. To tell you the truth, the committee has organized an army that is capable of attacking and fighting well, all composed of soldiers from the committee. Repeatedly built miracles.

Our people have made great sacrifices, and I don't think the committee, our friendliest partner, will sit idly by, and now is the time to need them..."

General Yves seemed to have absolute confidence, and he had high expectations for the Red Baron's troops.