Battlefield Contractor

Chapter 6257: Spy and Wine

"I'm a member of the Hammer organization, and I've completed the third training course for intelligence forces. My code name is Stranger." The young man said slowly, his voice was the same as his appearance, there was nothing special about it, and it was difficult for others Describe his voice, for almost every young man has this common voice.

His answer was a little peculiar. He didn't say "Yes!", which shows that he didn't regard Lincoln as his superior. Didn't even consider himself a soldier. At this moment, around the Gul Bridge, he is the only person with a secret identity like his. In fact, the people in the Hammer intelligence department do not belong to the army sequence. They are all independent, and only their superiors can lead them, and they are responsible only to the superiors.

"It was you who cut off the detonation circuit of the Orumi Federation?" Lincoln asked again slowly. In fact, he already knew very well in his heart that this young man must have done it. Before arriving at the Gul Bridge, he had already been notified that someone inside the defenders of the Gul Bridge would cooperate with them, and it must be the young man in front of him.

"I did it." The young man who claimed to be a stranger still replied calmly. No matter what Lincoln said, he did not have the slightest change in emotion. It was as if those Orumi Federation soldiers who had been beaten to pieces by the Anmor army and were routed into an army were completely insensitive. Lincoln had to admit that if he was an officer of the Orumi Federation Army, he would definitely not have paid the slightest attention to such a subordinate. Even if the detonation line was cut off, he would not be suspicious of him. Because he is so ordinary and inconspicuous, perhaps, this is one of the basic elements of an intelligence officer.

For strangers, for the intelligence department behind him, Lincoln didn't know how to describe them carefully. In his heart, they were definitely a secret existence, and they always worked in the most dangerous places. Show up quietly in the most unexpected places. They have never been made public, and they will always be so unknown that no one knows where they are, but their performance has been spread like a god. Many vivid examples make people yearn for it.

But they should not be approached, they always seem to be a group of themselves, they never take the initiative to deal with the outside world, they have always been highly closed to themselves, they always keep silent about what they have done, He remained silent until he died and brought him into the coffin. It can be said that for such a group of people, it is difficult for comrades-in-arms to notice their existence. Only their opponents can feel their danger in the dark.

The sun was fierce, and it seemed that they should not appear under the sun, and strangers might be only a small exception. In fact, even standing under the sun, Lincoln seems to feel that the sun cannot shine on strangers. Such people seem to have been trained to be immune to the sun, and the sun is unwilling to waste its light on on them.

"Are you from Orumi?" Lincoln suddenly asked casually out of curiosity. Although the stranger is a member of the Hammer Intelligence Department, he should have been in the Orumi Federation Army for a long time. If he is a foreigner, he will definitely show some clues. Only the pure Orumi Only the Mi people can avoid these small mistakes.

The stranger did not answer, as if he had not heard Lincoln's words.

Lincoln immediately shut up and didn't ask any questions. At the same time, he felt that he had made a mistake. He never asked about things he shouldn't ask, never knew about things he shouldn't know, and never said things he shouldn't say. This is the most basic confidentiality regulation, how could you forget it? The identities of intelligence personnel are related to their lives. Except for their immediate superiors, no one knows their detailed information.

Or, for the young man in front of him, even a stranger is just his code name. As for his real name, Lincoln believes that it is impossible for him to know his real name in this lifetime. As for where he came from and where he will go in the future, it is not something that Lincoln and others can understand, nor should they understand. They are people from two different fronts, and they only came together because of very accidental reasons.

"I'm here to give you this map, it should be of great help to you." The young stranger said suddenly, and then took out a crumpled map from his pocket.

Lincoln took it suspiciously and took a look. It turned out to be a crude map drawn by a stranger, which simply and accurately marked the distribution of troops around the Goole Bridge, and even the names of their commanders. The map looks very crude, but the information provided is exactly what Lincoln and the others need most.

"Thank you!" Lincoln said sincerely. Of course, he could imagine that if a stranger wants to draw such a map, he doesn't know how much information he needs to collect, how much painstaking effort he will have to put in, and how much risk he will take. A word of thanks, I really can't express my gratitude, but besides saying thank you, what else can he do.

The stranger smiled faintly, turned and left. At this time, Lincoln finally discovered that there was a characteristic of the stranger that he could remember, that is, his smile was very innocent, as pure as a young man in love, and as if he had just come out of dawn. Perhaps, the future of the Orumi Federation will be as pure as him. Perhaps, he is also seeking refuge in the intelligence department of the Hammer Organization for the sake of pure ideals, right?

Just when Khan came to report the incident, he saw the back of the stranger leaving. Seemingly aware of something eye-catching, he stared blankly at the stranger's back and said slowly, "Who is this person? Why does he look a bit strange?"

Lincoln said lightly, "A spy."

Khan looked at the man's back again, and his eyes became even more confused. He couldn't detect anything special about the man, but since Lincoln said the man was a spy, then the man really was a spy. When did such a spy appear on the Gul Bridge? Why did he leave quietly again? Khan couldn't help being in a daze.

"By the way, what did you want to ask me for?" Lincoln patted the dazed Khan.

"Captain, come and see." Khan came back to his senses and said eagerly. The expression looked very weird, as if he had discovered a gold mine.

It stands to reason that Khan is a man who has seen the world. Even if he really discovered a gold mine, he is not worthy of being so happy, is he?

"What? You look beautiful." Lincoln said lazily. According to his guess, it is likely that the supplies of the Orumi Federation Army were found, and there may be a lot of weapons, ammunition or supplies. I heard that in order to stimulate the morale of the troops, the Orumi Federation Army often rewards its soldiers heavily. It is normal for these Orumi Federation soldiers to stand firm on the Gul Bridge and accept some rewards. Could it be that a large amount of cash was found?

"Anyway, you'll know it when you come to see it. It's definitely a good thing," Khan said beamingly, pulling Lincoln away.

Lincoln dubiously followed Khan to the cliff beside the bridge, and found a cave inside. The entrance of the cave was worn smooth by footsteps, and the inside looked like a basement. Walking into the basement, I can't help but see a bright light. It turns out that there are rows of wine racks all around the basement.

"How is it? Not bad, right?" Khan said with a smile.

"It's really good." Lincoln also said in surprise, these things are more suitable for Khan's appetite than other things.

It turned out that during the interrogation of the captured captives, Khan and others learned that Tidet was a typical alcoholic, and spent his days with alcohol every day during the more than half a year he was stationed at the Gul Bridge. I also picked a shady cave by the bridge as a wine cellar. Khan and the others actually liked drinking, so they hurriedly searched for it, only to find this cave full of good wine.

Lincoln picked up two bottles of wine casually, and looked at the places of origin marked on them. It turned out that they were all from the prestigious wine producing places in France.

During the war, Anmore and the Aurumi Federation were belligerent countries, and the Aurumi Federation imposed a brutal economic blockade on Anmore, cutting off all economic and trade exchanges. So Anmore people basically don't see this wine from abroad.

When Lincoln saw the wine, his heart was also very active. Soldiers are more or less able to drink, but they usually have discipline requirements. I don't dare to drink it.

Now this time is an exception. The great war is coming, and the test of life and death is just around the corner. If you don’t enjoy such a good wine, it will be a waste of money. What’s more, these are just wine, not white wine. So easy to get drunk. Members of the mercenary commando team, who doesn't drink alcohol?

"Absolutely good wine, and the year is not bad. I dare say, that dead old man must have spent all his salary on wine." Khan held a bottle of the oldest bottle in his hand, and proudly greeted Lincoln. show off. Lincoln leaned over to have a look suspiciously, and found that the wine was indeed good, and it had been more than twenty years from now.

"Maybe you don't need to buy it." Lincoln was envious. He turned his head and searched carefully, and finally got a bottle of very old wine, so he didn't care about the one in Khan's hand. He was thinking that although Teddt is a general-level figure, if he just bought it, he might not be able to get so many good wines. He probably used his power for personal gain and blackmailed the people in the past to get it.

This is the main traffic route in the northern part of the Aurumi Federation. Apart from a large number of troops, there are also many caravans and carriages. The fine wines in this wine cellar were probably accumulated by Van Niederstedt through extorting wine merchants. These wines are very precious to them, but it is another matter for those smugglers.

"Captain, this is definitely a good thing. Let's divide it up quickly. If the people behind come, I'm afraid there will be no hairs." Khan felt a little drunk before drinking, which is typical narcissism. Lincoln I could hardly resist kicking him.

No way, the Russians are notoriously fond of drinking.

"Take it up, share a few bottles for each person, and let everyone drink some, even if it's a treat for everyone, but don't get drunk." Lincoln said straightforwardly. The ghost knows when the follow-up troops will arrive, maybe wait for them When they arrived, the two hundred and fifty members of the commando had all been lying on the Gul Bridge, waiting for them to collect their bodies. If you don't drink these wines for nothing, it's best to waste them all, and die a quicker death.

Khan was overjoyed, and immediately went out to call someone to prepare for a big shift in the universe, and all of them were taken out. After a while, several small mercenary bosses came, and they brought several soldiers as porters. Everyone saw so many The wine in the hinterland is so good, my eyes are bright, and I heard that everyone can share it, the itch in my heart is almost unbearable. As soon as the order was given, everyone started immediately. The wine was moved out and divided among everyone. Everyone drank happily, and the atmosphere on the battlefield felt as lively as a festival.

Only Eric and the other snipers are teetotalers. They need the highest level of calmness at any time, and the highest level of judgment at any time. A little alcohol will hinder them from fighting and making accurate judgments. Therefore, even though they were hiding in the jungle by the bridge and smelled the smell of alcohol in the air, they didn't feel the slightest bit of emotion.

"Wait, don't move them all, save some for the boss. Say hello to the follow-up troops. There is good wine waiting for them here. I dare say they must run faster than rabbits. Brothers, for our little ones Think desperately. Save some, save some, really have to save some..." Lincoln suddenly remembered something, and said hastily.

But those soldiers were reluctant to stay, they moved and ran away one after another. After a lot of hard work, Lincoln finally left more than ten bottles of wine, and the rest were all removed by the wolf-like subordinates.

"You beasts..." Lincoln could only lament helplessly. I also regret my short-sightedness, why didn't I think of this life-saving recipe earlier?

But for the time being, even if the follow-up troops arrive here in a hurry, only the commando soldiers can enjoy these good wines. To be precise, it was ruined by them. While laying mines, holding wine bottles, working and tasting the wine, it seems that they have never encountered such a good thing.

"I dare say, I never thought of such a good thing in my life. The Aurumi Federation is really a good place." A mercenary said with emotion.

The rest of the fighters laughed. It turned out that before this, they had cursed the ghostly place of Orumi Federation countless times, and vowed never to come here again. Now these fine wines have actually changed their impression of the Orumi Federation. It is indeed the sun coming out from the west.

Two hours later, Khan came to report that the mines had basically been laid, and the two ends of the Gul Bridge over 300 meters away were all covered by the mines and explosives of the Anmor Army. The plastic explosives of the Orumi Federal Army are very powerful, but they are also numerous. It has indeed brought great help to the Anmore Army, otherwise the explosives carried by the Anmore Army would definitely not be able to lay such a long minefield.