Battlefield Contractor

Into the melee

In order to cover Eric's movement, Black Mamba opened fire in time to cover, but as soon as the gunshot rang, three or four weapons were aimed at him immediately. The bullet hit the wall and made a series of muffled sounds, and the bullets whizzed around the Black Mamba. He could only retreat to the corner of the wall again. In the dark night, his vision was blocked, and a lot of bullets hit him, but he was lucky. Not one hit him.

But his luck would not always be so good, and he was finally hit in the arm by a bullet. "Uh!" Finally, he couldn't help snorting. After sprinting a few steps, I wanted to run to the corner of the wall just now. Unfortunately, he made a mistake here. He shouldn't have made such heavy footsteps.

This time, the goal of these militants is the laboratory's data, or more accurately, to recover or completely destroy the main server. Because the reward for completing the task is surprisingly high, the original purpose of these armaments here is to obtain greater benefits. But now it seems that the Rothfield Army seems to have sensed the change and is coming here. It seems that this purpose is difficult to accomplish.

So these militants are desperate, and they plan to take the last gamble.

However, in the dark room, only vague figures can be seen, no faces can be seen, and no one is the enemy at all. The original goal is also difficult to achieve. But the Black Mamba made a sound of footsteps, and it was immediately in trouble! A group of militants immediately rushed in the direction of the Black Mamba like crazy, and the force in their hands kept firing, frantically shooting at his position. Lin Rui and several other mercenaries fought back hard. Although they hit a few, they couldn't suppress the crazy firepower of these people.

The black mamba shrunk tightly into a ball, and the surrounding walls were smashed into rubble. This time he learned to be good, and he didn't dare to move, but it was too late to be honest, those militants had already The target was locked, and the bullets came over like splashing water.

A burst of hurried footsteps sounded, and a vague figure suddenly appeared in Black Mamba's line of sight. This person was an enemy who barely passed through their defense. When he saw the figure of the Black Mamba slumped to the ground after being shot, a cruel smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he raised the gun in his hand to him.

In the dark room, Black Mamba could only barely distinguish the movements of the person who suddenly appeared. When he saw that person raise his hand towards him, he instinctively reached out to draw a pistol. But when he was shot and fell to the ground just now, the assault rifle in his hand was not only lost, but the pistol that was originally fixed on the side of his leg was also missing. Black Mamba was stunned, and his whole mind went blank. He seemed to have seen a bullet come out of the dark muzzle, pierce his head, and end his life.

The huge sense of tension made him not even move, and the whole person was completely stupid.

"Get out of the way!" At this moment, someone around him suddenly shouted, Lin Rui swooped towards him and pushed him further away, at the same time, a black thing came out of Lin Rui's The hand flew out and hit the gunman's face. The man screamed and fell backward, but the muzzle in his hand made a soft sound.

A bullet flew out of the barrel

"Hmm!" The Black Mamba only felt that he was hit to the side by a huge force. Lin Rui's shot was still a step slower, and the opponent's bullet hit the Black Mamba's abdomen. But there's body armor protection there, and that's where the bulletproof inserts are, so it shouldn't be too serious.

And the militant was also smashed to the ground by Lin Rui. Lin Rui used a grenade in a hurry, a grenade that did not open the insurance. In such a narrow area, he was not sure about throwing a grenade. God knew if it would hit someone or bounce off the wall and roll under his feet.

But this thing is also quite heavy, hitting the face is like being hit by an iron ball.

The militant was smashed, Lin Rui took the opportunity to slap the weapon in his hand and stabbed him in the chest with a knife.

The sausage on the other side quickly dragged the fallen Black Mamba back.

"How is it?" Lin Rui asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, it shouldn't have penetrated the body armor." Sausage whispered, "But he was shot in the leg before."

"Otherwise those guys wouldn't even try to catch me." Black Mamba said bitterly.

"They are getting closer and closer, and the corridor won't last long. We have already attracted them upstairs. Now we have to go back to the first floor and enter the hidden basement." Lin Rui said in a low voice, "Heiman Ba, can you still go?"

"No problem, at most it will only slow down the speed. Not to the point where you can't walk." Black Mamba gritted his teeth.

"That's good, keep quiet and wait for them to come. I'll make a noise then and go out together. The target is the corner at the back of the corridor, there's a bathroom. There's a window. Eric has seen it, there's no enemy there. I'll take cover. , you retreat first, jump down from there, and then enter the first floor. I will break it later. Leave the bombs and shotguns to me." Lin Rui whispered.

Several people nodded, Khan left his shotgun to Lin Rui. The militants on the opposite side in the dark were still approaching with the help of night vision goggles.

Lin Rui suddenly picked up a chair that was lying on the ground next to him, and threw the chair out.

The chair that flew out suddenly alarmed the people in the corridor. The sound of the shot that had just stopped due to lack of a target sounded again. Several guns immediately shot towards the chair's position, hitting the poor chair in mid-air. of shreds flying.

"Let's go!" Lin Rui said in a low voice, and when he was short, he rushed out with a saiga-12 shotgun. Several other mercenaries also took the opportunity to rush out together.

Using a chair to distract those people's attention, the remaining distance would not be difficult for a master like them. There seems to be a special tacit understanding between the several people. The moment they rushed over, they suddenly separated and retreated towards the other end of the corridor.

Lin Rui rushed in the opposite direction, the shotgun in his hand suddenly fired, and the militant who rushed in the front gave a cry of pain, and the whole person was hit by the impact of the shotgun and hit the wall, like The noodles drooped down softly, and even the weapon in his hand couldn't hold it, and it fell to the ground with a clatter.

Lin Rui's movements were fast, and in a blink of an eye, two people were brought to the ground by him. But this is nothing, in an instant he has brought down the fourth. It's not how accurate his marksmanship is, but the semi-automatic shotgun in his hand is taking too much advantage in this kind of melee. As soon as the powerful gunfire exploded, several people were swept in by him, and then there was a scream. As long as you get hit by a shotgun at close range, none of them are good. They all lay down and can't run away.

Lin Rui's shot alone was even more powerful than the previous shots. At close range, although the opponent had received combat training, the most reasonable combat moves that were trained by scientific methods were integrated with Lin Rui's. Compared with the traditional skills, there is no advantage, and there is even a big disadvantage. After all, martial arts was the most cutting-edge part of the countless terrifying killing techniques in that era when cold weapons ruled the world.

With insight and reaction, plus a shotgun with great melee power, it has played a great advantage in this corridor.

Amidst the screams, in just three or five minutes, the scene fell silent. There was no one in front of Lin Rui who could stand up, and he was half-squatting on the side of the wall to breathe. In this round of melee, he was shot at least two or three times. Fortunately, the opponent's submachine gun did not penetrate the body armor, but the impact of the body armor still made Lin Rui feel extremely painful.

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire started outside, a large number of military vehicles and military armored vehicles were parked below, and groups of Rosfield soldiers with live ammunition rushed out from inside.

Rosefield's troops arrived, and it seemed that they were already exchanging fire with the militants downstairs. Lin Rui knew that he couldn't stay here for long, so he immediately pulled back, jumped down from the bathroom window on the second floor, and rolled several times in a row. From the other side of the window got into the first floor of the building again.

The militant leader is sticking his whole body out of the car, commanding his subordinates with gestures, telling them to separate and evacuate, bullets whizzing next to his ears from time to time, and even his body armor has been hit by stray bullets several times, in this case , he has no fear, he has no fear, no panic, the nervous system is highly excited. Because he knew that once surrounded by these soldiers, they would end badly.

"Grenade launch!" The militant beside him shouted, and then, a grenade shot straight into the sky from the launcher under the rifle and landed next to a Rosefield military truck that was flanking from the side jungle.

The airflow of the "Boom" explosion lifted the truck, and the flames flew into the air with a loud bang, like a lit torch, burning violently.

The other truck increased its horsepower, pushed its companion away with a shove, and continued to charge with the flames. The driver of the car and the militants in the car had their eyes red as if they were about to drip blood, and more bullets roared along with their beast-like shouts.

"Boss! We should evacuate!" Sergey slapped Lin Rui, who had just turned over and entered the building, and issued a soft warning. He was also hit by a stray bullet just now, and he was urgently treating the wound and couldn't shoot.

Lin Rui nodded and followed him to the basement.

A militant carrying an rpg outside, he stood up straight in the grass a few meters away, and the rocket was aimed directly at the truck of the Rosefield commando. This is basically a suicide move. The flames fired by the rockets will cause severe burns, and the battle has left him delirious and unable to think properly.

Another militant found that the magazine had been emptied, scolded, took out the pistol from his waist, and fired continuously until the remaining 12 9mm bullets were all emptied. The rockets rushed into Rosefield's convoy like fireworks at the moment the shooter fell, blowing up a cloud of smoke.

The situation of these militants has not improved yet, and the military trucks behind them have already forced them over.

A fire suddenly flew past the side of the road, just hit the pickup truck, and in a burst of flames, together with the Rosfield soldiers above, it became a sea of ​​fire.

The members of the militant fire team ambushed at the intersection threw away the disposable bazooka that had been fired, and climbed onto the truck by clambering on the side panel of the carriage.

"Machine gun shooting!!!" The militant shooter hadn't stood up yet. The Rothfield troops emerging from all corners of the jungle began to spray bullet rain, and the high-temperature barrel made a "hiss" in the hot air. The sound makes people shudder.

At this time, the three trucks carrying the assault team had also dispersed, and on the simple road, they shuttled forward among the dense grass and among the trees.

"Emergency fire support, emergency fire support. Cover us to evacuate." The militant leader grabbed the radio and called in a hoarse voice. In just a few minutes, his throat had begun to smoke.

"They fought with the Rosefielders and are preparing to evacuate, which is a good thing for us." Lin Rui jumped directly into the basement from the broken floor. "How is Cobain?"

"I just communicated with him, it will take at least half an hour." Kuima said helplessly. "But these militants won't last long, and the regular army of Rosefield is not so easy to deal with. Now they exchange fire and can't care about us. But once those militants are finished, will the soldiers of Rosefield search this place thoroughly? Hard to say. They are also very interested in those experimental materials, and they are not friendly enough to mercenaries."

"Not friendly enough? They'll kill us." Eric shook his head. "Mercenaries are not protected by the Prisoner of War Treaty of the Geneva Convention."

"Shut up. At this time, it's also dead to kill. You can only take your luck. Cover the entrance above and continue to wait." Lin Rui shook his head.

"But what if these Rothfield soldiers kill those militants and come in to search?" Black Mamba asked, clutching the wound on his leg.

"It's not going to be easy, and the militants are not easy to deal with. And they have a helicopter. Not really, they're going to retreat under the cover of the helicopter. The Rosefields will go after them. Once they go after the militants, the situation here will change. It's better. And we can go through another exit of the underground laboratory and avoid them to a certain extent." The actuary replied.

"Well, now we can only hope so. Pay attention to the movement above and wait for the news from Kebain." Lin Rui nodded.

"Boss, who do you think those militants are? I always feel that they may be from the Yankees." Sergey asked in a low voice.

"It should be, it is very likely that they were sent by the Yankees to recover these experimental materials, or they just destroyed these facilities. Avoid falling into the hands of the Rothfield army. It's just that we are half a step ahead of them, otherwise they may now be They have succeeded and returned smoothly. Because of our intervention, they failed to complete their mission. And now the Rothfield troops have come to disrupt the situation, it seems that they can only retreat." Lin Rui whispered.

(End of this chapter)