Battlefield Contract Worker

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Violent strike

And just at this time of anxiety, the mercenary group lurking between the battle lines seemed to have disappeared. In the environment where bullets shuttled back and forth and shells exploded, they were silent and silent.

Because the killing formation arranged by Lin Rui has been quietly running in silence...

"Important target found, vehicle number 4, azimuth 9-4, distance 874, firing angle correction 11 mil, wind speed 2, humidity 3, shooting at depression angle!" In a dense rain of bullets and artillery fire, the dialogue of artillery reconnaissance was extremely calm, Focus, confidently guide everything in the dark with his sharp eyes.

Khan was staring intently at an enemy with an AK assault rifle in the third wave, smiling calmly. Just in front of him, a group of mercenaries in the dark trench was silently inserting electrodes into the bundles of powerful explosives behind the thick rock shelter under the guidance of the sausage.

"Target No. 231, prepare for a salvo!" The scout who was also hiding on the side was getting in touch with the attached artillery through the radio. When the enemy seems to see the dawn of victory, they will be faced with cruel death; the world is the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The Orumi Federal Army is already 200 meters away from the outpost!

Through the walkie-talkie, Khan ordered the Anmor army who sneaked to the front line with enemy mortar fire: "Prepare for counter-charge!"

"Understood!" Officer Anmore held his weapon and looked at the enemy in the distance, his heart was burning with anger.

The most advanced unit of the Orumi Federation Army is less than 200 meters away from the outpost!

"Sir, hurry up! The enemy is coming!" The soldiers who were watching the fierce fire of the Orumi Federation Army shouted nervously, but Khan remained unmoved. , groaning, wailing, struggling with the still stubborn and courageous enemy who climbed up, calmly took out the flare gun pinned to his waist.

The enemy is 150 meters away from the outpost!

Khan finally pressed the communicator under everyone's terrified eyes, "Action!"

A red signal flare made a sharp sound amid the scrambled beans-like gunshots, followed by a loud explosion from the sky—

"Boom! Boom!" The explosives with two electronic ignitions exploded, and the boulder that stood still on the steep **** under the bombardment of the enemy's 152mm heavy artillery exploded like smashed tofu; suddenly, a red light Suddenly, the swirling stones turned into a dense rain of stones all over the sky, unscrupulously showing the existence of the strong potential energy of gravity to the enemy who was suddenly stunned when he heard the sound. rock! Fly down.

"Ah!" All the enemies who rushed at the front couldn't help screaming. If they were lucky enough to be smashed down, they could still breathe; if they were unlucky, the moment they were hit by a rock, they would condense the red and white things with the essence of life. Throw in the world. Just this stone rain completely smashed the enemy's attack formation sequence, and the remaining Oromi federal army was even more blood-red eyes, and rushed upwards in anger; dense bullets, whistling grenades, and mortar shells pressed against the forefront. The Anmore soldiers could hardly hold their heads up!

Taking this opportunity, the Orumi Federal Army rushed up like crazy!

"Grenade!" With the roar of Officer Anmore, his brothers immediately put down their weapons, and the rows of grenades flashed red light, drawing a graceful arc in the sky. From the top of the enemy's head like a patter of raindrops, it smashed towards the rushing enemy—

"Boom!" There was another scream and scream; another burst of flesh and blood flew; but after the enemy in the front row squatted down to avoid, got up again and let out a beast-like roar, but just as they Angrily preparing to raise their weapons to fight back and quickly occupy the outpost fortifications, the eyes of all the enemies who rushed to the outpost could not help but be stunned...

The crisp sound of sniper rifles cut through a noisy night sky. In the interweaving of the fire net, the fiery bullets, with the hideous greetings of the **** of death, passed through the top of the enemy's head, which was crawling like ants, and rushed towards the enemy's observation point arranged by the enemy in the outer trenches.

"Pfft..." A few bullets rang out, accompanied by the figure of the Orumi Federation soldier and fell down unwillingly, and the other enemies in the trench let out an extremely shocked wailing, and a deputy battalion commander of the Orumi Federation Army jointly The communications staff was instantly killed. The commander of the enemy's forward battalion fell into chaos in an instant!

When Anmor's officer heard the sound, he immediately shouted at the T walkie-talkie in his hand: "Artillery, let it go!"

"Boom!" With his roar, the sky north of No. 006 highland seemed to suddenly sound like a thousand thunders. The rockets volleyed into the sky with a unique and frightening whistling sound, and waves of red and hot fire arrows broke through thick black clouds like ten thousand swords in the vast sky, setting off waves of red fire clouds.

In the blink of an eye, the falling meteorites set off another wave of death to the fire support positions of the Orumi Federation Army with a suffocating wave of scorching heat!

"Boom..." The 130mm rocket exploded, forming a fiery red fireball in an instant, just like a wall of fire. The two closely linked Orumi Federation reserve battalions were separated from the enemy's forward battalion. Open up; flesh and blood are flying, sparks are splashing, weapons and clothing pieces are flying, condensing the essence of human life to once again nourish the barren and dry African land outside the depression, the Huhu Mountain wind lifts the thick smoke of gunpowder, in the pale white In the moonlight, there were only clusters of wildfires that were burning wildly, and the corpses and flesh of the ground were silently crying out for the tyranny of the war.

Under the torrential rain of bullets, in just a few tens of seconds, the Orumi Federation firepower position within a range of less than 2 square kilometers around the east side was completely destroyed, and under the foothills, the low mound on the side of the road was destroyed The 130mm rocket plow of the self-propelled rocket artillery unit became as cratered as the lunar surface. More than 300 people from a mixed fire support battalion advanced by the Oromi Federal Army had little chance of survival in the rudimentary fortifications and trenches.

But this is only the first appetizer of the Anmor army; in the rocket artillery storm, the Orumi Federation vanguard, which charged up unmoved, was heading for the outpost held by the Anmor army. It was a deadly charge, but what they were stunned was not the sudden violent rocket attack or even the monstrous rain of bullets, but the black holes with sparks flickering on the top of the barriers on the steep slopes in front of the outpost. nozzle!

Hidden flamethrower!

"Huh..." Suddenly, several fire dragons formed an inverted triangle and roared towards the enemy who was rushing in front of him. How high the stone barrier thudded and the gravel splashed, but it still could not change the firm determination of the Anmor people to pay their debts with blood! At the same time, the sound of gunfire and artillery before and after the position was loud!

The dreary blood flowers bloomed beautifully in the raging fire, and the bitter tears drifted away in the roaring rain of bullets.

In the purgatory of death constructed by the raging fire dragon and the intertwined chains of red-scorched bullets, a handful of enemies, who were still aggressive and terrifying just now, fell, screamed, struggled, drowned and groaned, and rushed to the enemy within 150 meters of the outpost defensive position. In the blink of an eye, he was burned and slaughtered by the Anmor army in the intertwined stream of bullets and fire.

However, the enemy in the last platoon of the second wave of the enemy who fell behind took this opportunity to roar again and rushed to the short-range position less than 100 meters away, and raised his weapon in the dead corner of An Mo's shooting under the steep rock ridge. Prepare to deal a fatal blow to the Anmor army!

"Over there!" A mercenary shouted at the rock pile on the inconspicuous steep **** 100 meters in front of the position; T72 tank. The fighting group hidden in the rear quickly spewed 3 scorching fire streams to the stone ridge where the enemy was hiding under the cover of fire.

The 3 streams of fire ejected by the flamethrower are like 3 streams of hot volcanic rock, surging along the steep mountain behind the enemy towards the enemy under the stone ridge. Multiple fire dragons condense from different places and meet in an instant. Together, a raging sea of ​​red flames formed on the bare steep slopes, almost illuminating the entire night sky east of 611. That wave of enemies was completely trapped in a flamethrower ambush with no dead ends!

"Ah..." The unknown enemy was hit hard again, "Bang!" Accompanied by the explosion of ammunition on the enemy's vehicle and body, more than 20 enemies were wrapped in fire and screamed and fell, causing a third wave of enemies. More crazy screams!

They immediately used their guns, grenades, and rocket launchers to bombard the defense point of the Anmor army as if to vent their anger. And quickly under the fierce accumulation of my firepower, I rushed forward, trying to seize the opportunity to complete the attack.

But with a crisp sound, it completely opened the prelude to the final defeat of the enemy's offensive—

The hidden sniper finally pulled the trigger slowly, "Bang!" A icy bullet once again carried the greetings of the **** of death, and had a close contact with the vigorous beating heart of the enemy in P's flight.

It penetrated almost immediately, spurted blood, and fell down with a miserable groan; a bullet that was fired was like a hurricane that stirred up the final frenzy in the surging tide; suddenly the third wave of the Olumi Federation charged fiercely. The army seemed to be lost in an instant, screaming and screaming. According to the current statement, they were precisely beheaded before the battle.

The sniper is Eric. He succeeded in one strike and immediately withdrew from the battlefield.

This seemingly ordinary successful sniping is crucial in the final confrontation between the Anmor army and the attacking enemy! Without the fire suppression of the enemy's fire support positions, the dispatch command of the combat staff in the enemy's last wave of offensive was lost; just in the few seconds and moments when the enemy's morale was low and the dispatch adjustments were made in a panic, Khan. Accurately grasped the excellent fighter, and cast the last straw that broke the camel—

"artillery…"

"Kill!" Unable to wait for Officer Anmore's order, he took a deep breath. The blood-red-eyed soldier roared instantly when he heard the sound, and quickly rushed out of the trench behind the defensive position. Some people swooped towards the enemy who was temporarily paralyzed, and roared like tigers roaring in the enemy's momentary astonishment and depression, and roared the common aspirations that both sides had suppressed in their hearts for a long time, and rushed towards the enemy who was at least three times their size at the time!

That sound of artillery bombardment hit the enemy who was suddenly stunned, but it made all the enemies feel agitated, and the roar of An Moor's army and his brothers.

They also screamed at the same time, and they emerged from the temporary cover in an instant, raised their weapons, and bravely swept away in the wind and rain, the destructive machine guns and anti-aircraft artillery. Brothers fight for their lives!

The enemy deserves to be the trump card among the boasting trump cards. Their will to resist is truly admirable; they are undeterred and stubbornly resisting. In fact, they are the most ferocious, the most ruthless, and the most painful after getting into the killing game constructed by Lin Rui. , but also a wise choice. They just want to exchange their lives for their lives, seek life from the dead, and use their own lives and blood to fight for the survival of the entire collective. In exchange for the lives of the soldiers who launched the counter-charge from the Anmor army.

Because these ruthless and cunning enemies know it. They are tough and their opponents will be tougher and more painful.

Because they all know. The fifth battalion that blocked the marching route had no backup!

Several commanders of the Anmore Army also understood that every remaining person, every gun, and even every bullet could almost determine the key to the 006 battlefield or even the entire battle.

But the mercenaries quickly used their actual actions to attack the enemy who had fallen into the last madness.

The gap opened on the front line has opened wide to these last enemies who have fallen into madness!

"Destroy them, leave none of them!" The mercenary brothers suddenly shouted to kill, and the Anmore officer finally showed the last trump card that he had endured for a long time, and again in the rain of bullets. Set off a more violent death frenzy!

This is the plan formulated by Lin Rui and the actuary.

Lin Rui knew that the key to judging whether a successful tactical action was whether it could kill a large number of enemies each time.

It depends on whether it is beneficial to our side to defeat or even break the enemy's strategic and tactical action rhythm; whether it can cause psychological shock or damage to the enemy; whether it can control or grasp the active form on the battlefield; unfavorable situation as the benchmark.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and the relationship between hunter and prey will change.

It is based on this that Lin Rui's seemingly ordinary successful blocking is crucial in the final confrontation with the attacking enemy! Without the fire suppression of the enemy's fire support positions, the dispatch command of the combat staff in the last wave of the enemy's offensive was lost; just a few seconds and a moment when the enemy's morale was low and the dispatch adjustments were made in a panic, An Mo. The Er army also needs to accurately grasp this excellent fighter before it can cast the last straw that broke the camel's back.

And this straw is still in Lin Rui's hands.

(End of this chapter)