Battlefield Contractor

Dark night raider

At nine o'clock at night, when Lin Rui and others were still discussing countermeasures at the manor residence. In the manor, a mercenary was leading a patrol team along the manor, and all of a sudden - poof!

The head of a mercenary in front suddenly exploded, splashing red and white brain juice, stirring the sky, and then splashing down.

It's not over yet, in the blink of an eye - poof! puff!

Two more armed guards were shot between the eyebrows by the sudden sniper warhead, and the sound of bursting cranial pressure resounded one after another, terrifying people.

Only then did the patrol guard react. His expression changed and he shouted loudly: "Enemy attack, evade, evade!"

The rest of the mercenary guards searched for cover, or lay down immediately.

boom! However, a mercenary soldier was just about to raise his communicator to report the situation, but he was a step behind after all. A sniper warhead sniped and passed through his neck, bringing out the blood of the big canopy. His neck was almost broken in two.

Whoosh! The attacker who was ambushed in the grass moved suddenly, like a rabbit rising and falling, at an incredible speed, rushing towards the direction of the manor building. But his actions still alarmed the guards on Anmor's side.

"The enemy attacked, and the patrol team was ambushed!!" The news spread quickly.

"I can't help it at last? I've been waiting for you for three days!!" The mercenary captain responsible for protecting General Kassan flashed bloodthirsty and excited colors in his eyes.

Even though four patrolling guards were sniped and killed, they failed to make these mercenaries retreat. Instead, they were excited as if they had found their prey.

If he can kill the attacker first, he can get a handsome reward alone. In this world, only money can make a mercenary excited, even at the cost of his life.

"Rush with me, the attacker is nearby, send the second team to guard around the building, and the first team searches with me, he can't escape!"

The mercenary squad leader shouted in a low voice, he organized the armed mercenaries around him, spread out from each other, and moved quickly towards the locked patrol team.

Of course, during this process, the team leader did not forget to contact Lin Rui to report the news.

Lin Rui was negotiating with Kassan and others in the large living room. After receiving the news of the enemy's surprise attack, his face was startled, and his bushy eyebrows were knitted together.

There has been fighting outside the manor?

This was too different from what he had imagined. He thought that the defense on the periphery was tight enough. Even if an assassin sneaked in, they would then fall into the encirclement of the mercenary guards. I never thought that the other party had quickly touched the manor. If they hadn't encountered the patrol team, I am afraid that the other party would really approach the building.

"Damn! They really did it!" Cassan couldn't help but swear.

Lin Rui immediately contacted the two teams that were hiding in the manor and asked them to come to encircle them quickly. He also notified Lincoln and asked him to lead the mercenary soldiers of group B to quickly go to support.

In the dark, after a few small gunshots treated by high-efficiency mufflers, everything was calm again.

The mercenary team leader led the remaining six soldiers to search forward, but everything around him returned to dead silence, without the slightest sound or breath, as if the gunshots that rang out just now were just a hallucinations.

As they walked along, they couldn't see a single figure, and couldn't sense the existence of any abnormal breath, only a kind of dead silence.

Gradually, the mercenary team leader had a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, and the palms of his hands that were holding an ak47 assault rifle tightly were also a little wet. There is a feeling of cold hair standing up.

He's a battle-hardened veteran with a very keen sixth sense.

He vaguely felt that there seemed to be a pair of indifferent eyes staring at him somewhere he couldn't see.

Those are killer eyes!

Gradually, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and every breath became extremely dignified. It caused a heavy pressure that was enough to drive people crazy.

Not only this mercenary squad leader, but the rest of the armed guards also sensed it.

"Dangerous!" The squad leader couldn't help shouting.

However, it was already slow, in an instant—whoosh!

A figure sprinted out from the bushes on the side, and in a short moment, the acceleration of the sprint had reached its peak, rushing up like a rush of lightning.

Then, a blood-colored edge flashed past the throat of a mercenary soldier in front.

laugh! The mercenary's throat was immediately slashed with blood, and the blood shot out like a column of blood, rising into the sky.

This blood-colored edge rose again, and the blood-stained black edge pierced through the throat of another soldier on the side.

puff! puff! puff!

Three rapid silenced pistols sounded, and the three mercenary soldiers who had just reacted did not have time to make any counterattacks, and a bullet hole was permanently fixed on their eyebrows.

This ghost-like figure flashed forward again, passing by the side of the last mercenary, and immediately there was another puddle of blood on the blood-colored saber in his hand.

"Kill!" The mercenary team leader finally reacted, he roared, the ak47 in his hand immediately turned around, and was about to pull the trigger to fire.

call! However, a whistling sound resounded through the air, and a sweeping leg swept towards the squad leader's gun-carrying arm like a cannonball.

Click!

An extremely harsh sound of a broken arm sounded, and the ak47 held by the mercenary squad leader was released under the impact of the huge leg, and his right arm was also broken.

This mercenary squad leader is also a master, but his arm was swept away by someone, and he was horrified. When he turned his head, he saw the black hole in front of him.

It was an m1911 pistol with a muffler.

puff! The cartridge case burst out from the ejection port of the pistol, and the mercenary squad leader fell straight to the ground, his eyes wide open, unable to rest his eyes.

After sweeping across the battlefield, the attacker also took a deep breath. He quickly picked up an m16 automatic rifle, filled it with enough ammunition, flashed his figure, and quickly disappeared in the night.

After a while, the three teams of mercenaries finally arrived. They appeared in the place where they had fought, and they also saw corpses lying on the ground. Among them, there was a team leader who couldn't rest.

Afterwards, Lincoln came over, and after seeing this **** battlefield, his face became more gloomy, and a frantic killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Then he looked forward, and his nose sniffed hard, as if discerning something.

In the end, he stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and said in a cold voice: "That guy fled to this direction, spread out for me, and chase after him! Inform the boss and strengthen the vigilance of the villa. I don't believe it, he can escape a lot under siege and interception. Far!"

At this point, the personnel responsible for the guards inside the manor have all gathered. There are about twenty-seven or eight people, each of them murderous. According to Lincoln's order, they scattered each other to form an encirclement and searched quickly.

With the lessons learned, these mercenaries are extra careful. Although they are currently serving as guards, their identities are actually mercenaries, and they have been on the battlefield for many years.

Therefore, they understand that those who dare to infiltrate the assassination mission alone are by no means ordinary. But a real assassination expert. In this dark night, he knew how to use cover to sneak, so as not to expose himself as much as possible.

Even so, after searching for a distance, Lincoln's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly shouted—

"dangerous!"

call out! As if to fulfill Lincoln's words, at the same time as he issued a warning, a piercing whistle resounded.

For these mercenaries, they knew what this whistling sound in the void meant—

Sniper bullets!

puff!

Sure enough, a sniper bullet arrived, and a mercenary fell to the ground instantly.

This seems to be a chain reaction, and this is the fourth person the opponent has killed. This elusive sniper warhead made these mercenaries fearful.

The opponent must be wearing infrared night vision equipment, and no matter how concealed they are, they will be discovered by the enemy. Just like the mercenary just now, I'm afraid he didn't know how he died before he died.

"Counterattack! Give me a counterattack! The firepower in that direction suppresses him" Lincoln roared, he grabbed a light machine gun and fired frantically forward.

Da da da da! Under the leadership of Lincoln, the rest of the mercenaries also strafeed forward with their guns and carried out strong fire suppression.

In front, in a bush, a figure rushed out and rolled on the ground. The sniper rifle in his hand was placed on the ground by him, and he held an assault rifle in each of his left and right hands. He pulled the trigger together, and the muzzle sprayed. Out of the fire, a round of bullets swept forward.

This is the same attacker from before.

The attacker also had lingering fears. He did not expect that Lincoln would quickly locate his position in such a short period of time and immediately suppress the fire. Don't give him a chance to keep firing at all.

After the attacker appeared and opened fire, the mercenaries in front also locked his position. These brave mercenaries immediately used powerful firepower to suppress and began to encircle the attacker's position.

"Report, we found the attacker, and now we're trying to surround him," Lincoln reported on the communications channel.

"Understood." Lin Rui's face was like an ancient well without waves, there was no excess emotion, only enough calm and composure.

The attacker's figure began to run, firing continuously as he ran. At the same time, he used the interlaced forest trees to cover himself, sometimes the tiger slammed on the ground, sometimes rolled one after another, countless bullets whizzed past him, and even a stray bullet almost passed by several times, dangerous and dangerous.

Rao is dangerous, but the attacker's counterattack is not in the slightest disorder. The two assault rifles seem to be used by him as sniper rifles, and the effect of burst shots is excellent.

Bang bang bang! The attacker on the opposite side suddenly turned around and counterattacked, and the bullets fired from the muzzle roared forward. The three mercenaries who were chasing from the right in front of them just appeared and were hit by the whistling bullets. , fell to the ground on the spot.

When the attacker was running, his feet suddenly charged up, his speed suddenly increased, and he rushed towards a direction in front of the left.

He ran with the help of the surrounding trees and terrain.

Da Da Da Da!

boom! boom! boom!

Behind him, bursts of dense gunfire came one after another, strafing, interweaving into an overwhelming firepower network.

Suddenly - boom! boom! boom!

A deafening explosion resounded, and the ground all around seemed to tremble, followed by the sound of "chichichi" breaking through the air.

"what-"

What followed were bursts of miserable screams, and the mercenaries who were chasing from the rear were lifted up in the sound of explosions, and fragmented marbles shot in all directions, piercing the mercenaries. body of.

Lin Rui, who was sitting in the large living room, heard the explosion, tilted his head slightly and frowned, "Anti-infantry jumping thunder? This person is a bit interesting."

"It seems that he should have arranged the mines in advance, and then went around in circles and led our people over." The actuary frowned, "Afghan militias often use similar methods. It seems that Lincoln has to be careful."

Lincoln didn't step into the minefield, and he was already on the ground when the anti-infantry jumped the mine and detonated it.

When he got up again, what he saw was the tragic scene in front of him. Many people were injured, and there were fewer than twenty soldiers who could still move.

"Don't panic, listen to my command and fight back!" Lincoln said calmly. He held a light machine gun and shot forward.

In the pursuit of gunfire, the attacker was still dashing forward. He had to dash forward. Lincoln's number was dominant. If he organized a counterattack again, he would fall into a great passive situation.

In the process of dashing forward, what could pose a certain threat to him was the burst fire of the light machine gun in Lincoln's hand.

The attacker also judged that the machine gunner was no ordinary person.

When the two sides exchange fire, if the infantry is not too densely distributed, especially the tactical squad. In this case, using the machine gun for strafing will not get any benefit at all, but will not be able to accurately hit the target due to the large recoil of the machine gun.

Fire suppression is not to put pressure on the enemy by firing continuously for a long time. If the machine gunner of the other side will only shoot blindly, then you can safely aim to kill him.

The way of fire suppression is through intermittent high-precision targeted strikes, causing physical trauma to the enemy target or causing great psychological pressure to make it incapacitated.

The attacker ran all the way, and the three-to-five shots of the Lincoln light machine gun almost followed him, causing the attacker to sweat.

In response, the attacker's eyes were filled with cold killing intent. The assault rifle in his left hand swept toward Lincoln's position, and the assault rifle in his right hand swept toward the rest of the mercenaries.

Lincoln's senses were extremely sharp, and there was no solid cover around him. When the other party turned around, he decisively fell to the ground and rolled one after another, avoiding the row after row of bullets.

Lincoln rolled around, looking for the nearest bunker to cover the counterattack. During this gap, the light machine gun in his hand could not provide threatening firepower for the time being.

(End of this chapter)