Battlefield Contractor

Lin Rui didn't run at all, and he knew that even if it was running, it was difficult to run far. Instead of encountering this group of people on the empty road, it is better to solve this trouble now.

He crawled behind a tombstone, covered with a layer of snow, only exposed the part of his eyes, coldly searching for the armed men with footprints. The snow and ice in Russia seemed to remind him of the days of training in Western Siberia.

The colder, the more awake, his body is in a state where he can enter high-speed motion at any time. Creeping there, like a lynx hunting in the snow and ice.

His prey has approached. The militants all held AK47 automatic rifles in their hands and searched forward vigilantly. But they didn't find Lin Rui who was crawling behind the tombstone, because the white snow piled on him was the best protective color in the snow.

When they walked a few steps closer, Lin Rui suddenly jumped out of the snow, and the dagger in his hand quickly passed the throat of an armed man. The sharp blade instantly slashed the flesh of the man's neck, severing the trachea, as if adding a terrifying mouth to his neck.

The snow that was raised when Lin Rui jumped up, hadn't fallen yet, he turned around and hugged another militant, and the military dagger in his hand slammed into his neck again. These people had thick clothes at this time, and Lin Rui didn't know if they were wearing bulletproof vests. So the throat and neck became his best targets.

After the blade cut the trachea and carotid artery, the armed man almost lost all his strength and fell to the ground slowly. Lin Rui still pressed his mouth, not letting him make any noise. The kicks of the militants rustled in the snow, becoming weaker and weaker. Lin Rui just let go of him, the strong smell of blood made him frown.

A few gunshots came from the other side of the cemetery, and Lin Rui turned his head and frowned slightly. He knew that was the location where Jian An and Yelena were hidden.

Without hesitation, he picked up the two AK47 automatic rifles on the ground and rushed over.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da..." In addition to the gunfire of the AK47, there were also a few swear words in Russian. Obviously these militants found Jiang An and Yelena. Lin Rui leaped suddenly and fell down. Immediately there were several gunshots, and the tombstone was splashed by bullets where he was standing.

Lin Rui's heart moved, the critics were indeed well-trained, and even when they were fighting Jiang An and others, they did not forget to pay attention to the surrounding situation. I am a villain.

However, after the gunfire on the other side stopped, Lin Rui gritted his teeth and jumped out of the snow. The AK47 in his hand suddenly fired. "Da da da!!!"

A militant couldn't dodge, a cloud of blood exploded from his head and neck, and he fell back. The companion next to him exclaimed, just about to turn around. The opposite Jiangan had already rushed out, holding the pistol in both hands and pulling the trigger continuously, the 9mm bullet blasted the back of the man's head.

Lin Rui breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the gun of the militant and threw it to Jiang An, "Use this, you should save the pistol."

Jiang An whispered, "There is a guy who is very powerful, Yelena is dealing with him, we have to help her."

"She wasn't with you?" Lin Rui frowned.

"No, Bai Xiong is in some trouble. She went back to help them halfway." Jiang Jian picked up the gun and walked quickly ahead. The snow in the cemetery was so deep that it was almost reaching their knees. This also caused some trouble to their actions.

The White Bear and Sergey have fallen into a very dangerous situation. The two of them are surrounded by at least six militants in a very small area. As soon as Sergey poked his head out, he was forced back by a shower of bullets. He said angrily, "These **** just bullied me without a big gun. And you white bear, if you didn't expose the target, we would have a chance to raid them. Hey!"

He turned his head and pushed the white bear, only to find sticky blood in his palm. Sergey pulled the white bear's body and found that he had been shot in the abdomen. Sergey's face changed suddenly, and he whispered, "How about it, old bear. Are you okay?"

"Nonsense, do you want to shoot your stomach, will it be okay?" Bai Xiong's face was pale, and his voice was trembling. He whispered, "Unexpectedly, I have spent most of the world in my life, and I will eventually die in Russia."

"It's okay, it's just a bullet, it won't kill you!" Sergey smiled a little hard, "Be careful with us, you can get out alive."

Bai Xiong took out his pistol and handed it to Sergey, "You need to increase the firepower, come on, let these people know how good you are."

Sergey took the white bear's pistol, gritted his teeth and said, "Hold on for a few more minutes, and I will kill them and come back!" After saying that the two pistols were filled with bullets, this little red-haired man looked like Like a monkey, he jumped out flexibly, firing double shots.

The two militants fell down immediately, and Sergey took a few consecutive runs before the others reacted and jumped into a low-lying snow pit nearby. Although the bullets of the militants were thrown into the snow, Sergey never showed up again.

Until the gun in the hand of one of the militants clicked and made an empty sound, thirty rounds of bullets were exhausted.

Sergey appeared on the other side like a ghost again, and the militant who was about to change the magazine was unprepared and screamed and fell to the side. Sergey used the cover of thick snow to quickly pass through the original snow pit in a low posture, just to prepare for these two shots.

However, after he had fired these two shots, the opponent had also turned the gun. Sergey had to continue rolling in the snow to escape. Sometimes with the help of the tombstone, several counterattacks were made. But the pistol is still not a wise choice for long-range countermeasures against automatic rifles.

Just then there was a gunshot, a pistol. Sergey's ears knew it was his companion.

Yelena came out from the cemetery sculpture on one side and shot a militant with a pistol precisely through the head. "Sergey, Bai Xiong, how are you?"

"I'm okay, the White Bear is injured. Damn Minorovich ran away again! Don't let me catch him, I must break his leg." Sergey

Depressed cursed in the headset.

"Hold on, let's get rid of these guys and find Minorovich. He is still handcuffed and can't run far." Lin Rui said solemnly. He and Jiang An attacked on the side. With the addition of the two of them, the battle was immediately reversed. The few secret society members who were still surrounding Sergey have begun to evacuate when they saw the bad situation.

"DaDaDa!!!" Another militant from the secret society was shot dead on the spot after three shots. Lin Rui shouted in a deep voice, "Don't keep one, lest they find support."