Battlefield Contractor

"What did you say? Say it again, they really raided the Chaos Camp?" Sean said in shock.

"Yes, this time the employer directly called Joe Claire, and Joe asked us to quickly reinforce the Chaos Camp. It is said that although the Chaos Camp is tight, it is still working hard to support it. It is still too late to recover." The blacks were a little nervous. Whispered.

"But how is this possible? They are obviously going to Goat Rock! This raid on Chaos Camp is obviously just a botched noise, how could it become a reality?! Didn't they say that it was just a smokescreen?" Shaun was almost depressed. Want to hit the wall.

"Maybe it's not a smokescreen. It's not fake to hit the west, but we are the east here, the chaos camp is the west." The black man said helplessly.

"Treat! Shameless!" Sean said furiously.

"It's too late to think about it, boss. The Chaos Camp is currently in danger, and we must rush to help as quickly as possible. As long as the Chaos Camp is fine, they have not been able to win this battle! We still have a chance." The black man lowered his voice and said fiercely. .

Sean was helpless. Now that he has no other better choice, he can only whisper, "That's good, inform us, all withdraw from the ambush, only bring weapons and ammunition, at the fastest speed , Motorized marching hurriedly, rushing to the chaotic camp. No matter how much effort is given, we must stop them."

So Sean’s Lucifer team and another part of Morningstar’s mercenaries were again notified to evacuate the ambush and drove to the chaos camp. These servants spent almost two days and nights in ambush here, almost nothing and complaining. Now they are getting in the car and rushing to the chaos camp, one by one is exhausted and angry.

A few people with bad tempers couldn't help but yelled, "What are the guys up there doing? I will lure the enemy for a while and lie in ambush for a while. It made my legs numb all day and night in the wild. You have to change places again, change your mother’s legs! These idiots."

"Forget it, forget it, this time it is the leader of the Lucifer team. What can we say? If we can bear it, we can't bear it. It's fine if we can't bear it. We can't reason with these people." A mercenary whispered, "Who let their Lucifer squad's s-class mercenary?"

The mercenary who lost his temper got into the car angrily.

They were close to more than three hundred people, and they were all really tired. They lay in ambush with high mental tension for two days and two nights. Although they changed defense once halfway, it was simply a torture. Now I have to move to another place to fight. I was already too sleepy. I swayed in this car again, and within a few minutes, the car was almost snoring.

Just after Lin Rui and the others scored more than 50 points for the Chaos Camp, a train of cars drove up on the highway. This was a convoy of more than a dozen GAZ-made heavy-duty trucks. This old-fashioned Soviet truck from the 1970s has long been obsolete elsewhere. That is, in places like Somalia, there are still people using this patched old antique reads();.

Originally, the strength of Morningstar could be equipped with better ones, but recently, due to the deteriorating financial situation of the company, the black island company was forced to lose a large number of markets and customers. Joe had no choice but to squeeze his budget and wanted to split the penny in half. So although Sean and his team are equipped with advanced equipment, the vehicles and vehicles are old goods purchased locally in Somalia.

The old-fashioned Soviet-style truck of GAZ 51 was also a legend. In the past, China's Yuejin truck was a large-scale imitation of this truck. This car has inherited Maozi's usual style, stupid, big, thick and dark, with a heavy body and people inside, leaving two rows of deep marks on the driveway.

"The enemy is approaching, the enemy is approaching, 40 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters, 10 meters..." In charge of observing the movement, Wang Haoze's voice came from the radio, like a fuse that is about to burn out. The battle is about to start.

"Come on, come on, we're waiting for you..." Lin Rui whispered silently, seeming to feel his nervousness, and suddenly pressed the c4 explosive remote detonator.

"Boom----" A huge explosion sounded, and the heavy body of the leading GAZ 51 truck suddenly jumped upwards, almost completely overturned, and thick black smoke came out of the front of the truck. The chassis was destroyed by C4 explosives, and a tire collapsed and flew out more than ten meters.

Xiao En only felt dark in front of him, his body shook, and his head hit the windshield of the vehicle. The loud noise almost spit blood from him. "Damn, there are mines! We were ambushed, all cars, ready to fight!" Sean scolded bitterly.

Sean picked up the automatic rifle, took the lead and jumped the car, carefully looking forward through the gap in the camouflage net. The car in front has been completely destroyed, and the glass in the cab is full of blood. It seems that the driver must have hung up. Most of the soldiers behind were also killed and injured. The surviving soldiers, covered in blood, were crawling out of the carriage behind.

"Da da da ——" The heavy machine gun ambushing one and a half kilometers away fired violently at the convoy. The body of a recoilless gun shook, and a shell dragged white smoke to the vicinity of the convoy. There was a blast of sand splashing.

This sudden blow caused a great chaos to the Mercenaries of Morningstar. They jumped into trucks to find hidden places, but they soon discovered that the enemy’s firepower was very weak. There was only one pickup truck equipped with recoilless guns and a Heavy machine gun, occasionally sounded a few ak47 semi-automatic rifles.

Knowing that the enemy is only a small harassment force, the Mercenary of Morningstar immediately regained courage and began to shoot at the enemy, but the attacker was very cunning. The small pickup truck was almost magical, galloping at high speed. The recoil gun and the heavy machine gun will change places after a while.

Especially the **** recoilless gun. Although the shell did not directly hit the truck of the Morningstar Company, the shrapnel and debris also scratched many people. The guns on the car were ridiculously accurate, almost one shot per shot. A small pickup truck with a majestic power actually forced these mercenaries to look up.

The mercenaries just wanted to fight back, but the little pickup turned around and raised a dust, and fled away. Sean was so angry that he was chasing and hitting with a light machine gun behind him, but the car was extremely agile, turning and changing directions were many times more flexible than their GAZ truck. It's like a nasty fly, it can't hit it no matter what.

"Boss, they should be in front, let's catch up and do it." The black man took Xiao En's hand and said, "Don't worry about that car anymore, it's just harassing us."

Sean didn't know, but he couldn't swallow it. His Sean is also a figure in the mercenary world, but today he was played around by the mercenaries of the Black Island Company. Even the little guy who appeared out of nowhere, dared to drive a small pickup truck to single out their team. This high-pitched energy made Sean mad with anger, and made him suffocate emphysema.

"Go away, I'm going to kill it!" Sean growled.