Battlefield Contractor

5835 Anti-ambush 2

"Da da da!!" Under the cover of a burst of gunshots, the postman finally found a chance to get into a dilapidated building on the side of the road.

"Cover me!" the postman yelled, holding his sniper rifle.

Behind them, the sound of gunshots resounded. The snipers among the mercenaries opened fire one after another, and the warheads that arrived with precise sniping immediately blasted the bodies of the two elite Crimson Tide killers, splashing a cloud of blood.

Someone on the flank! ! Three-sided attack! The postman's face became extremely ugly.

At the rear and on the left and right sides, mercenaries with tridents surrounded them, and surrounded the postman and the killers of the Red Tide troops. To the killers of these red tides.

The firepower of a heavy machine gun, coupled with the firepower of the assaulter, and the threat of a sniper, made the postman realize that he and his companions had fallen into a desperate situation.

Unable to break through, the postman and the others could only resist and counterattack desperately.

Another member of the Red Tide was shot and fell, and at the same time, the postman shouted into the headset—

"Professor, professor, the situation is out of control, we were ambushed by the mercenaries, asking for help!"

What the postman did not know was that the professor was now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and he could not protect himself.

In the dilapidated building at the back, the professor has heard the help from his subordinates.

His face turned ashen, and he wanted to take people out to support the postman, but they were also suppressed by precise sniping. Four or five people had died, but they didn't even know where the other party was.

But everyone knew that there was a deadly sniper hidden nearby, and that murderous intent was locked on him all the time. The deadly sniper warhead sniped mercilessly.

However, hiding behind this bunker all the time is not a solution. Once these mercenaries catch up, they will have to die sooner or later.

The postman asked for help to no avail, his eyes sank, he gritted his teeth violently, he suddenly rolled to the right, and shot forward with a gun.

He clearly sensed the fierce murderous intention of the opponent, but when he shot out, the murderous aura seemed to disappear, which meant that he could not lock the opponent's breath position from beginning to end.

At the same time, a mortal sense of danger came.

The postman screamed, and his whole body rolled backwards in an unusually embarrassed manner.

boom!

The sound of a gunshot resounded, and almost all of them passed by the postman. If it weren't for him being the top killer of the Crimson Tide, he had a very sharp reaction ability. Killed by sniper.

Although the postman escaped, but now he has no power to fight back, he can only dodge in a tragic tumbling, and use the surrounding bunkers to cover himself, so as to avoid the extremely powerful terror behind him. The opponent's lock-on sniper.

During the absconding, the postman's expression changed suddenly, because he felt a voice approaching,

The postman realized something immediately, and just as he was about to react, suddenly—whoosh!

On the right side, a figure flashed at lightning speed, bypassing the bunker where he was hiding, and arrived at his side quickly.

The postman was shocked, and the gun in his hand immediately pointed forward.

However, the sniper rifle in his hand was too long, and the opponent grabbed his barrel instantly.

Immediately, a strong and heavy leg swept across, one leg swept over his arm, and the sniper rifle in his hand was immediately released under the huge force contained in that leg.

Then, in front of his eyes stood a tall and sturdy figure. Lin Rui was wearing a combat uniform, and a pair of deep and sharp eyes were staring at him, like a giant dragon looking down at an ant.

"You, you—" The postman's expression changed, and the opponent's actions made him realize that this was definitely a melee powerhouse with unfathomable strength. He was good at long-range sniping. Facing such a melee powerhouse, he had no chance of winning. .

In horror, the postman could not help but step back.

However, after taking four or five steps back, his face changed again. He turned his head sharply and looked back. In the dark night, he vaguely saw a curvy figure standing behind him. is a woman.

Seeing the sniper rifle in this woman's hand, the postman couldn't help but say, "Sniper, is that you?!" It was Yelena who was standing behind the postman, her blue-colored and cold eyes were staring at the postman, her face even darker. It's icy cold.

"The Red Baron really didn't give up, and sent the Red Tide to intercept and kill my client. Unfortunately, you still miscalculated. I already guessed that if you couldn't make a move at the manor, you would choose a more favorable way. So I The manpower is already ready.

As soon as my signal is given, they will siege the ambushers. However, there should be more than you, there are big fish behind. "Lin Rui walked over slowly.

A look of despair flashed in the postman's eyes immediately. He knew that he was doomed tonight. There was a female sniper and a group of pursuers in the back, and an unidentified expert in front. He didn't have the slightest chance to break through.

However, you can't just accept your fate.

The postman rolled his eyes, looked at the man in the combat uniform in front of him, and asked, "Your Excellency is a trident mercenary?"

"That's right, I'm Ricklein!" The figure said, and he was Lin Rui.

"Boss of the Trident Company, you actually came in person?!"

The postman was shocked. He didn't expect that standing in front of him was a legend who had risen rapidly in the mercenary world in recent years!

However, there was also a trace of vitality in his heart. To capture the thief and capture the king, if he can hold the mercenary chief, there may be a chance of survival

"It turned out to be Mr. Rick!" the postman said, and he continued, "It was just a misunderstanding."

Lin Rui narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "What do you want to say?"

The postman was heartbroken, and he said bluntly: "Mr. Rick, we belong to a special department of the Oromi Federation, and Kassan is a traitor of the Oromi Federation. The Federation is going all out to hunt down this person, we are just It's errands.

But I don't want to be your enemy either, so let's make a deal.

You helped us kill Kassan, and we can pay you twice as much as he paid you, or even more.

Orumi Federation will also owe Mr. a great favor. If Mr. Rick must help Kassan, he will be against the entire Federation."

The postman did not continue to speak, as if waiting for Lin Rui's response.

The Armed Forces of the Secret Society are not short of money. In fact, they actually control a number of large consortia.

In his opinion, these mercenaries cannot be for money, and they also get a favor from the Orumi Federation. If they are hostile, they will face the more powerful Federation forces.

For a mercenary, it is self-evident that which one is the most beneficial choice.

In Africa, the law of the jungle has always been the rule, and interests come first.

As long as there is enough interest, it is not uncommon for mercenaries to stage treachery.

And yet - bang!

The postman didn't wait for Lin Rui to respond, but instead a gunshot.

Pong! Immediately afterwards, his head exploded and was completely blasted by the bullet bag warhead, like a broken watermelon.

At this point, Lin Rui sneered, put away his weapon, and said coldly: "It seems that you really don't know the origin between me and the secret society, and you are still coercing and enticing you to try to bribe me when you are about to die."

Soon the battle on the other side was over.

The remaining more than ten elite killers of the Crimson Tide Force were unable to resist or break through the firepower of the mercenary soldiers gathered in all directions.

In the end, they were killed one by one under the firepower of the fast horses, sausages, and Khan.

After these ambush killers of the Red Tide troops were completely wiped out, they also came to Lin Rui to meet.

Lin Rui counted the number of people. There were some casualties on the mercenary side, but almost no one on the convoy side was injured. Then he ordered to continue to withdraw.

In the city, the convoy of Lin Rui and the others came quickly and dusty.

There were a total of six modified off-road vehicles headed by them. The mercenary soldiers of Lin Rui and the other tridents were sitting in the vehicles. Driven all the way,

Along the road, drive all the way towards the manor. In fact, Chania was already outside the sphere of influence of both sides. In this borderland, it was generally extremely chaotic.

There are all kinds of people, both local underworld forces and mercenaries who come from across the border. Some people are basically guerrillas, smuggling arms, drugs, or human trafficking. One by one can be said to be extremely vicious and murderous existences.

Even the Blue Helmets of the United Nations are often their targets.

When Lin Rui and the others appeared in the train, the flag of the Anmore Northern Coalition was hanging on the car, and the side was naturally particularly attractive. In some hidden places in the city, there are a pair of eyes staring at the train in secret.

It's just that when ordinary people see this convoy, they hide as far away as possible.

They are not stupid. People in this place can quickly judge who can move, and if someone is offended, it will be a dead end.

Lin Rui and the others were moving forward smoothly, and along the way, they didn't encounter any unsightly people who dared to come to offend. This also confirmed that the previous Oromi people made troubles, and it was simply someone behind the scenes.

Sergey looked bored, smiled, and said, "Boss, it seems that these things have long eyes."

"If they make trouble again, I won't be as polite as last time. They are the best. It's better to have less than one thing." Lin Rui said.

On one side of the federal border in Oromi, in a spacious office.

There was only one figure in the huge office. He was wearing a gray military uniform and sitting behind the desk. His face was very tough because of his thinness, and the scars and stubble on his face made him look even tougher.

The Red Baron, he stayed here temporarily after leaving the negotiation venue, his eyes looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Seems to be thinking about something.

dong dong dong!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"come in!"

The red baron spoke lightly.

The door was pushed open, and a figure walked in. Before he came in, there was an incomparably fierce killing aura in his body, but when he stepped into this room and faced the Red Baron, his own The aura was completely restrained, and he did not dare to release the slightest.

It seems that he is extremely fearful and fearful of this person in front of him.

"Professor, you are here." The Red Baron said. He didn't look back, but he already knew the identity of this person. Then, he asked, "Where's Kassan's head?"

"Report to the Baron, the action failed, and the target escaped!"

The man who was reporting at the desk spoke up. His name was Professor and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked like a scholar in his fifties, but only those who knew him knew that this person was behind the glasses. What extreme madness and murderousness are hidden.

He whispered: "The assassination arranged by our organization was seen through. The other party carried out a counter-ambush raid on our people. Our defense lines were broken, and all the people we sent out were killed, including the postman."

"Failed? How did it fail?"

Hearing this, the Red Baron finally turned around, his eyes sank slightly, and he looked towards the professor.

The professor lowered his head in embarrassment, as if he didn't dare to meet the red baron's direct gaze.

You must know that he is a high-level figure in the Crimson Tide Force, but facing this man named Baron, he still has an uncontrollable awe and trembling in his heart.

In fact, Crimson Tide is just a branch in the hands of the Red Baron, and the real owner of Crimson Tide is this man in gray combat uniform.

The Red Baron has a very high status in the secret society, and has won the trust of the grand duke of the secret society. Therefore, he holds great power and is mainly responsible for the various operations of the secret society in Africa.

In addition to power, what makes the Red Baron terrifying is his unpredictable strength. He was already a legend in the secret society a few years ago, and no one knows how strong he is now. .

The professor lowered his head and felt the fierce aura coming from the Red Baron's body. He bit his head and said, "We planned to ambush Kassan's convoy on the road, but we encountered those mercenaries. These mercenaries are a Ruthless character. None of the people we sent that day came back. These days, we have gone to the area where they were ambushed to investigate and found traces of fighting. None of us survived. The postman was also headshot."

"Another trident mercenary?!" The red baron's eyes flashed with brilliance, he muttered to himself, "It seems that the Crimson Tide is under your management, and it's not very good, even a mere Kassan can't do it. Kill it. Do you have the nerve to report?"

The professor lowered his head and did not answer.

The Red Baron pondered and said, "I knew for a long time that these mercenaries would be a problem, but I didn't expect it to be so tricky. Assassinating Kassan, this time is a rare opportunity. Once he returns to Anmore, he will It will be difficult to kill him, which is always a hidden danger. Re-plan, act again, and make sure to kill Kassan."

"Yes, Baron!" said the professor in a deep voice.

"This time, don't fail again. Otherwise, no one will be able to keep your head." The Red Baron glanced at him and said lightly.

(End of this chapter)