Battlefield Contractor

Lin Rui was almost exhausted, leaning against the ruins of the building, panting, "How many did we kill just now?" He said weakly.

The black mercenary next to him whispered, "Six, maybe five. Probably one of them is not dead, and I heard him groaning when I retreated. Does anyone know? Maybe he is dead now."

Lin Rui touched his left ear and smiled bitterly, "I probably have a perforated tympanic membrane, and I didn't hear clearly." He panted, "Take a rest and count the number of people and ammunition. The secret society people are always ready. Will appear again."

"We still have 21 people, six light machine guns for the squad, four rpg rocket launchers, and some ak47 rifles. Except for the consumption of grenades, the other ammunition is sufficient." The mercenary counted and reported to Lin Rui. .

"Very well, it shows that we can still play with them." Lin Rui smiled. He connected the wireless communication, "Hey, I am the interim commander Lin Rui, Lieutenant Colonel Woods, are you still there?"

"Thank God, you are still alive." Lieutenant Colonel Woods said, "Where are you?"

"It should be in your northwest corner, close to the station in the North District. We are in groups to block the infiltration of the secret society. How is the headquarters now?" Lin Rui asked.

"It's still safe at the moment. We control most of the surrounding areas. The commanders of the defense zones who withdrew from this position have already commanded their people to hide in the vicinity of the urban buildings. We are fighting with the secret society. The personnel are engaged in a tug-of-war. The several offensive headquarters that have repelled them are still there, and the contact with the troops has not been interrupted." Lieutenant Colonel Woods replied.

"What about the overall casualties?" Lin Rui asked.

"Just now, we counted. We can continue to fight less than 300, including some lightly wounded." Lieutenant Colonel Woods's voice was a bit bitter.

"The number of them is only slightly larger than ours. And they are relatively concentrated, they are often uncomfortable from the beginning to the end, and there is a lack of understanding between each other's teams. Because there are people from the secret society and Delia at the same time, they are not enough in command. Coordination." Lin Rui whispered, "We still have a chance. As long as we survive tonight, maybe tomorrow, our reinforcements will arrive."

"But, there are at least seven or eight hours before darkness." Woods whispered.

"Let's try our best." Lin Rui sighed.

Lin Rui felt a lot of pressure for this battle. According to the battle plan, the battle adopts evasive defensive tactics. Whether it is successful or not, it is whether these people can hold the enemy and insist on the arrival of Gulei. He knew well that to complete this combat mission, the bravery and vigor as a mercenary was not enough. This requires planning and command.

Lin Rui was squeezing the bullet in the magazine while thinking that his mind was filled with issues such as preparing the troops' morale and fighting plans before the war. Deep down, he had never felt so lonely and helpless.

Near him, those mercenaries were sitting in piles on the ground, some were carefully wiping their weapons; some were counting the bullets they had just received, and some were checking their own injuries. ; The mercenaries of the blasting group are binding explosives.

The fighting mood of these mercenaries seemed to reduce the pressure in Lin Rui's heart a lot. They decided to change to a more suitable location for the ambush while the secret society had not yet come up. Lin Rui took these mercenary soldiers to the row of buildings to the west.

Without the sun, the weather looked a little gloomy. Small groups of troops walked through these old buildings, and when a gust of wind blew, one could hear the rushing sound of the Red River in the distance.

"Boss, the designated area is now ahead." A mercenary said to Lin Rui softly.

Lin Rui was about to answer, when there was a sudden violent gunfire and explosion sound from the left wing, and the flames of the grenade explosion flickered in the smoke. It turned out that the Mavor Army on the wing had already engaged the enemy.

"Boss, there is an enemy ahead, and we are only a hundred meters away!" The black mercenary who served as the vanguard immediately ran back to report to Lin Rui after discovering the enemy's situation.

"Disperse on the spot, ready to fight!" Lin Rui issued orders decisively. These mercenary fighters quickly occupied favorable terrain. At this time, the enemy company on the opposite side, like a group of black ghosts, surged toward this area.

"Brothers, I have work to do. Hit me fiercely!" Just as Lin Rui finished speaking, the squad with light machine gun AK47 rifles in the hands of the mercenary soldiers rang together, and bullets flew toward the enemy group. The militants in the secret society apparently did not expect to encounter an ambush here. Some were caught off guard, unable to withstand such a violent blow, and the tide retreated generally. After a while, they retaliated at the beginning.

The members of the secret society began to fight back with all their strength, and a large amount of bullets shot the concrete blocks of the building everywhere. The rpg rockets fired from time to time are ruining everything unscrupulously.

The situation is set, and the interspersed route is not working. Lin Rui couldn't help feeling anxious. He slammed the m16a4 in his hand to the ground, grabbed a grenade, and threw a few at the densely crowded location of the secret society, and then dragged a light machine gun from his side to the front for a while. But this time the secret society's actions were very firm. Although more than 20 bodies had been dropped in front of them, it did not reduce the pressure on Lin Rui in the slightest.

"Boss, one of us was injured!" a mercenary hurriedly ran over to Lin Rui from a distance. After hearing this, Lin Rui frowned, "Where are the medical soldiers?"

"Two hours ago, he was killed." The mercenary whispered.

Lin Rui came to the injured mercenary. The mercenary was hit by the shrapnel of the rocket explosion and passed out, and his teammates were carefully bandaging his wounds.

Lin Rui's mercenary who was silently fascinated felt a sorrow. His anxious mood gradually calmed down. "He's not saved." Lin Rui patted the mercenary who was bandaging his companion, and whispered, "Rather than mourning him here, it is better to find a way to live by yourself. Only the living can mourn others."

The mercenary who was bandaging suddenly cried, holding the wounded mercenary who was still panting, and cried loudly.

"Get up! You pussies! If you don't want to live, you can continue to cry here. If you want to live, we can't let the enemy drag you. We should look for opportunities to go around from the side and go straight behind them!" Lin Rui grabbed it. The crying mercenary shouted, "Tell me, do you want to die or live?"

The mercenary wiped away his tears and shouted, "I want to live."

"That's right. What I want is your strength to survive!" Lin Rui shouted. "War is difficult, and we have to move if we want to live. We must live from the dead! We can mourn the dead comrades afterwards, but only if we are still alive to mourn them. Otherwise, we can only be mourned."

He took a breath and whispered, "Follow me."