Battlefield Contractor

Chapter 6261: The Puzzling Telegram

Without enough ammunition, Lincoln and others knew the danger of the battle, and the Anmore army who followed them were also ready to sacrifice.

The thousands of Aurumi federal troops on the east side of the Gul Bridge are still a flock of sheep, and they are still in a mess and have not been organized because of the scattered people and their own affairs. But by tomorrow morning, or even in the middle of the night, they will turn into wolves as the danger gets closer and closer, and they will desperately lay siege to the Gul Bridge. No matter how chaotic they are, they must finally sit down and seriously consider attacking the Gul Bridge.

It would be even more serious if the Anmor army came in pursuit. They would definitely jump up like rabbits and rush towards the Gul Bridge at all costs. In their impression, the Anmor army is a fierce nomad. They don't like the enemy who surrendered very much. It is common practice to kill captives in violation of discipline. If it falls into their hands, it will definitely be worse than dying on the Gul Bridge. Oops.

Death is a very serious word. People are inherently mortal, and no one can escape it. But the choice of how to die, and the meaning after death, are very different.

Every Anmor army soldier present was not afraid of death. They were all carefully selected to participate in this operation, and each of them has deeply received the ideological education of the Anmore Army, and they or their family members have already obtained huge benefits from the Anmore Army. , they know their mission well. Even if they must die, they will not regret it, and their demeanor will be left on the blue Anmore flag.

But they are all ordinary people after all. When facing death, they will always react and have some thoughts in their hearts. Fortunately, there is no moonlight or starlight at this time. Everyone is bathed in complete darkness, and no one can see each other's specific actions. Otherwise, many people must find that the comrades around them are silently praying for their families Longevity and prosperity, and pray for the prosperity of Anmore, perhaps, this is the last prayer they have made in this world.

Crack, crack!

Sharp gunshots came sporadically. It broke the tranquility of the darkness, and made everyone near the Gul Bridge feel weird in the darkness, as if the gunshots pulled their thoughts back to their hometown. The gunshots came from the mountains on the west side of the Guer Bridge. After passing through the Grand Canyon, it was still so sharp.

Starting in the evening, the Orumi Federation Army from the west side of the Digul Bridge also arrived, and the battle between the two sides began immediately. These monotonous and sharp gunshots were the soldiers of the Anmor Army who were quietly shooting.

Just as the Anmor Army predicted, the Orumi Federation Army from the west side of the Gul Bridge arrived soon.

However, their attack enthusiasm is not high, which is obviously perfunctory. Every time they attack, there are only a few hundred troops, and they advance very slowly, only a few minutes to slowly advance a distance of tens of meters. According to observations, even if the Anmor Army did not shoot, it would take them two hours to move to the west end of the Gul Bridge.

A deputy company commander of the Anmore Army commanded a platoon of Anmore Army soldiers, using long-range accurate shooting. Played hide-and-seek with the passive and war-weary Aurumi Federation Army, forcing the Aurumi Federation Army to dare not launch a real attack. In fact, the Aurumi Federation Army did not launch a strong offensive. Compared with the Aurumi Federation Army on the east side of the Gul Bridge, which was based on escape, they were much less dangerous.

On the east and west sides of Gul Bridge, there are two completely different worlds. The Orumi Federation troops on the east side were eager to cross the bridge, avoiding the sharp edge of Anmore's pursuers and saving their lives. The Orumi Federation Army on the west side is unwilling to draw too close to the Gul Bridge. They don't want to risk their lives to take back the Gur Bridge. They know better than the Anmor Army that the life and death of the Orumi Federation Army on the east side of the Gur Bridge is at stake. They will definitely try their best to pass the Gur Bridge.

Since someone is willing to contribute, why should I waste so much thought.

"I miss my woman. Yankee, do you miss a woman?" In the darkness, Khan slowly leaned against the wall. He suddenly said slowly, his voice was a little weird, if there was moonlight at this time, you would definitely be able to see the sadness of longing in his deep eyes.

"Who?" Lincoln's voice was devoid of emotion, and he didn't put down the map in his hand.

"You were married and had a woman before, didn't you..." Khan slowly elongated his voice, with a hint of lovesickness in his tone, and his eyes became even more gloomy. It's a pity that it's dark now, and Lincoln can't see clearly, but it's precisely because it's dark that his eyes become so gloomy.

Several Anmor officers who were dozing off also slowly opened their eyes, blinking and blinking as if they had discovered something curious. A soldier put the bazooka he was carrying on the side, and made room for the officer to sit down, but the officer did not sit. He was still standing there straight.

"I don't want to." Lincoln said bluntly, his voice becoming very cold.

"Really?" Khan said with a slight sigh, seemingly full of regret.

"Hmm." Lincoln didn't seem willing to speak anymore, and he put away the map.

Although Lincoln answered very simply and very coldly, everyone around him knew that Lincoln's ability to utter the word "um" was already the limit of Lincoln's performance. Because he has experienced too much pain and regret, Lincoln, who suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder, is used to closing his emotions and thoughts and rejecting the approach of all outsiders.

Perhaps in this world, Lincoln was the loneliest person. Perhaps, no one has been able to knock on the door of Lincoln's closed heart.

"I also miss my child. If I have the chance to see her, she should be at the age of school." Khan said slowly, with an undisguised sadness in his tone. In the commandos, Khan was known as a tough outlaw. The mercenary soldiers rarely heard him talk about his family, his lover and children, only occasionally, he would silently look at their photos.

The night was very quiet, and there seemed to be some indescribable smell floating slowly in the air.

"What about you?" Khan suddenly turned his head and said.

"I... don't have a woman..." The Anmor officer was caught off guard, and he was taken aback before he said involuntarily and shyly. Such a tall man, who is usually used to holding machine guns and cannons, even speaks like thunder, suddenly became shy and shy at this time, which made people feel weird.

Both Lincoln and Khan looked at him with admiration, "You are already a lieutenant, and you don't have a woman yet, you have to think about it..." Lincoln smiled.

"I was still a big soldier two months ago, I...no one likes me, I'm such a big bastard..." the young officer muttered to himself. It seems that there is indeed a bit of emotion. Any man with normal physiology and psychology, at his age, will think about girls, and he is no exception.

However, it seems that the girls nowadays are not very interested in his type, and the current situation is turbulent, so he can only think about it.

"Rough? Fart, your thing is not rougher than those black people, is it?" Khan said mockingly, deliberately changing the subject.

The young officer blushed immediately, not knowing what to say. Most of the soldiers were swearing and swearing, and they were no exception. Seriously. He's a **** too, and he has no shame in telling dirty jokes. But when it comes to yourself, it is an exception.

Lincoln walked to the edge of the bridge and stood beside the railing, letting the evening wind blow his heart. The evening wind passing over the surface of the Goole River brought a slight chill, which made his heart burn gradually Frozen, and once again refused to be tempted and approached by others.

"Why, homesick?" Lincoln suddenly turned his head to look at Khan, he couldn't see clearly in the dark, only four eyes stared straight at each other.

"It's nothing, just whining." Khan smiled and walked away.

Such a lawless guy, why did he talk so much tonight. Could it be that he was intimidated by the upcoming **** battle?

Khan stood up silently, walked to the side of the bridge, and merged himself with the bridge railing. If you don’t pay attention, look at it from a distance. I really thought he was the bridge railing standing there. An integral part of the ancient Gol Bridge. The evening wind brushed across the bridge deck, but Khan remained motionless, only the air he exhaled still smelled of wine.

Beside them, standing still like them, there were at least sixty Anmor army soldiers. There is no moonlight or shooting stars tonight, only the torrential Gur River, everything seems to be slowly going away with the Gur River.

In the silence, there were rustling voices suddenly, Lincoln and Khan still did not move, but Lieutenant Anmore came back to his senses immediately. He looked back, and it turned out to be from the commando The correspondent, who seemed to hold a telegram in his hand, seemed to be able to gleam a little piece of white in the darkness. The headquarters of the commando team was set up in the bunker where Tedt was killed, but Lincoln almost never entered that place, and the communication with his superiors was mainly left to the correspondent.

"Our troops are coming?" the lieutenant said expectantly, his eyes shining. If the chasing troops of the Anmore Army can arrive at this time, they will be really overjoyed. Not only will none of the Orumi Federation troops on the east side of the Gul Bridge be able to escape, they can do it all at once, and they don't have to be the last here I pray for the safety of my family.

"No, it's a telegram from the boss." The correspondent said a little excitedly, and the excitement was clearly heard in his tone. He did not bring any news about his own troops, but he brought something even more shocking. It was actually a telegram directly sent by Lin Rui. The people present didn't know that Lin Rui had arrived near Guer, and thought he was in Songshi Town. But they always felt that Lin Rui was very close to them, as if he was by their side.

Hearing Lin Rui's name. Everyone on the bridge seemed to shake slightly at once, and turned to look at the communicator.

Lincoln took the telegram, and regardless of the possible danger, he took out a flashlight from a mercenary and turned it on. Everyone looked at the telegram from the Anmor Supreme Command. Usually, the telegrams from the Supreme Command were sent by Kasang, and Lin Rui rarely sent telegrams through the High Command, only in very urgent situations. It can be seen from this that Lin Rui also knew that they were in danger at this time, so he specially sent them a telegram.

There is no doubt that this call made the blood of all the mercenaries quietly boil. The telegram was indeed sent by Lin Rui without any turnaround from the superiors, but the content was very simple. There were only eight words on the telegram: "Keep the bridge, reinforcements are coming." Lincoln read the telegram over and over again, but couldn't understand what it meant, and there was no other valuable information in the telegram.

"What does this mean?" While feeling deeply inspired by the Supreme Commander, they also seemed very puzzled. I don't understand what Lin Rui is going to instruct. Lin Rui may know the current situation of the Gul Bridge and hopes to convey some information through this telegram, but it is a pity. The level of people on the field is not high, and it is impossible to understand the meaning behind the words literally.

The correspondent immediately took out another telegram and said with some regret: "Songshi Town also sent a telegram, and it was clearly stated that the transport plane could not come..." Lincoln took the telegram and nodded indifferently, but his mind was still on the telegram sent by Lin Rui above.

Regarding the fact that the transport plane of the Anmore Army could not come, the answer has been basically guessed in the previous telegram. Maybe Songshi Town really needs the transport plane of the Anmore Army, or there may be other reasons. The transport plane of the Anmore Army is It will definitely not come. Although the higher authorities promised to continue to fight for it, the final result of the fight is still that the transport plane cannot come.

The inability of the transport plane to come means that they have no reinforcements and no ammunition replenishment. They must rely on the existing personnel and a serious shortage of ammunition to defend the Gul Bridge and block the retreat of the Orumi Federation Army. Until the pursuit troops of the Anmore Army arrived smoothly. In fact, it's not a big deal if the transport plane doesn't come. In fact, each of them has prepared for the worst, and has done all the things that should be done.

But Lin Rui's telegram gave them new hope. They didn't understand, what exactly did it mean? Call it encouragement, but it doesn't seem to be encouragement, call it guidance, and I don't know what the specific content of the guidance is. It seems that there is some kind of instructional spirit implicit in it. But none of them could guess.

Especially the sentence that reinforcements are coming, but Anmore's pursuit cannot arrive so quickly. They have only communicated in time, and the vanguard of Anmor will wait until at least tomorrow afternoon. The arrival of the main force is likely to take place the day after tomorrow.

But in this case, what does it mean that reinforcements are coming? Where are the reinforcements coming from?

Lincoln smiled wryly, "The boss is the boss, and any word can make people ponder for a long time."