Battlefield Contract Worker

The bullets whizzed out of the forest, pierced the air around these pilots, and flew past, scaring several crew members to scream in the air, but there was nothing they could do.

At this time, they were in mid-air, so it could be said that they were powerless and had no room to dodge, so they could only close their eyes and pray that the militants below were not so good at marksmanship, so that they would not be killed in mid-air on the spot. middle.

Fortunately, the forest was very dense. After the militants fired a few shots, they were blocked by the canopy of the tree. When they climbed up the canopy of the big tree and looked for the Malian pilots, the crew members had already fallen into the jungle.

So the scattered militants in the forest on the ground began to run in the forest to hunt down these Malian pilots, because they knew that whether they killed a Malian pilot or captured one alive, it was a rare opportunity for them to do meritorious service. .

After James and his four crew members landed in the jungle, they were basically hung on the trees. At least three of them were slightly injured to varying degrees, but for them, it was not with their plane. It crashed and was shot by militants, so it was lucky not to be killed in mid-air on the spot.

So they quickly took out the paratrooper knives from their bodies. The paratrooper knives they carried were a kind of folding knives with a very sharp hook-like knife at one end, which could hook the paracord and cut it easily.

They first grabbed the branches and trunks on the tree, and couldn't take off the umbrella bag, so they simply cut the umbrella rope, climbed down from the tree one after another, and as soon as they reached the ground, they took out their pistols from their bodies in horror.

Most of the pistols equipped among them are the standard M1911, but some people are used to using the revolvers they bought themselves. In short, everyone is equipped with self-defense weapons. For these pilots, don't expect them to be good at marksmanship. Most of the time when they hold a pistol, it's just to give themselves courage.

After they landed, they began to yell and look for their companions. Before the parachute, they also heard that James said that they would be rescued by the ground mercenary task force after landing, so in a hurry, they Then he started to yell and scream, looking for his companions, while trying to call the trident soldiers who came to rescue them.

However, the place where they landed is two kilometers away from Lin Rui and his group. There are a small number of militants scattered in this area. Not only did their shouts not attract the support of friendly troops, but they recruited the militants in the jungle come over.

A pilot was walking in the jungle, yelling in a trembling voice, and suddenly saw a figure moving in the jungle not far away, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the familiar color of the militant's tropical military uniform , was wearing a militant turban on his head, so he immediately hid behind a tree in fright.

At this time, several militants also discovered the Mali pilot, so they yelled and covered each other and rushed towards the Mali pilot.

The Malian soldier was so frightened that his hands and feet trembled a little. He hid behind the tree. He didn't care if he couldn't hit him. He didn't even dare to aim his probe. He poked his hand out from behind the tree and started in the direction of the militants. Fighting up.

The gunshots startled the militants. Several militants immediately threw themselves down or took cover from tall trees, and began to shoot at the Malian soldier with their weapons.

The Mali soldier was about to cry from fright. Bullets kept flying past the big tree where he was hiding, and some bullets even hit the big tree behind him directly.

Trembling, he replaced the pistol with a new magazine, leaned against the big tree with his eyes closed, stretched out his hand and fired another round of bullets in the direction of the militants.

The militants also saw that the Malian pilot was not an opponent with combat experience, so they shot towards the Malian pilot while covering each other. The Mali pilot was startled and frightened, and kept shooting in the general direction of the militants with a pistol behind the tree, trying to prevent the militants from approaching him, but with his shooting method, it was impossible to stop the militants.

So his pistol shot quite happily, but he didn't even hurt a single hair of the militant. After one shot, when he emptied another shuttle and went to find a new magazine on his body, he found that there was no bullet. Holding an empty gun, the guy was already crying, and crouched behind the big tree trembling with his head in his arms.

Several militants were getting closer and closer to him, and he had even heard the click of the militants' feet on the dead branches in the forest, and the sound was already very close to him. The Mali pilot was crying, and murmured, "I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Help me!"

At this time, several militants also guessed that the Malian soldier had no bullets, so they became more courageous and began to walk out from behind the tree with their guns in their hands. They bent down and ordered the Malian soldier to surrender in Berber. , walking cautiously towards the big tree where the Mali soldier was hiding.

The Mali soldier was really desperate, crying and trembling, turning the pistol until he held the pistol, poked it out from behind the tree and shook it back and forth, shouting in French: "I surrender! I surrender! Please don't kill me." I!"

Several militants saw the pistol he threw out, so they felt more at ease and bolder. They glanced at each other, stood up straight, and surrounded the past with guns in hand. The Malian soldier squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands, watching several Tuareg soldiers appearing in front of him in horror, and repeated in English: "I surrender! I surrender! Please don't hurt me! I Now a prisoner of war! I should enjoy the treatment of a prisoner of war!"

The educational level of the militants may not be high, but French is also the official language of Mali, so they can understand French. Although it can be seen that the Mali pilot is very tame and has completely surrendered, they have no intention of taking advantage of him.

Two militants forced the Malian pilot with guns, went up to the two militants, untied the Malian pilot's shoelaces, and tied his hands firmly behind his back with the shoelaces. After he was tied up, the four Tuareg soldiers began to surround the Malian pilot with their gun butts, and began to smash the Malian pilot with their gun butts.

The Mali pilot was beaten and rolled all over the ground by the four militants. He screamed and begged for mercy loudly in pain, but he did not arouse the sympathy of the four militants at all. The Mali pilots fought badly.

Just when the Mali pilot was about to be stunned by these four Tuareg soldiers, suddenly there was a burst of violent gunshots nearby.

The four militants were fighting so excitedly that they didn't notice the surrounding situation at all. When a row of bullets hit, the four standing militants immediately performed a **** dance, and then fell to the ground one by one. , A militant even fell directly on the Malian pilot lying on the ground.

The Mali pilot was so frightened that he let out another howl of ghosts and wolves. Several people pretending to be hairballs came over, and the two of them leaned over and pointed at the four Tuareg soldiers on the ground. The soldier was completely dead before he pulled away the body of a militant, revealing the Malian pilot underneath.

Looking at this Malian pilot, his image is very old now, his forehead, nose and cheekbones were smashed by the militants with the **** of his gun, his face was full of nosebleeds from two tubes, and the teeth in his mouth were also bruised. The lips were also split, leaving only a pair of frightened eyes looking around.

And his body was covered with human blood at the moment, a furball squatted down and gestured to him and said a few words, the Mali pilot burst into tears on the spot, because he was very familiar with this language, this is his hometown Words, he felt very dear, and he knew he was saved.

A few Mali soldiers in disguise, like hairballs, guarded the surroundings with guns, and a trident mercenary untied the shoelaces on the Malian soldier's wrist, allowing him to regain his freedom. There was also a Malian soldier who found the M1911 pistol that had just been seized from the Malian pilot from a militant, took out the magazine and looked at it, then took out two magazines full of bullets and handed it to the Malian pilot .

The Mali pilot took it and quickly put it in his holster, thanking the soldiers repeatedly.

The mercenary heard that he meant thank you, so he waved his hand indifferently and said, "Don't be polite to us! We are our own people, allies, allies! Do you know? Allies! We should save you! Okay Stop talking! We have to leave quickly! The militants are chasing us! We can't stay here for too long!"

This mercenary is a deputy squad leader of the second group. He used to be a veteran rescued by Lin Rui from a prisoner of war, but he had never had anything to do with Lin Rui directly. This time he was specially recruited into the team and became the deputy squad leader.

Today he happened to be in charge of leading a fire team to search and rescue the Mali bomber crew members in the jungle separately. They just walked nearby and rushed over when they heard gunshots from here.

When he arrived here, the Malian soldier had already been captured and was being beaten up by four militants, so he opened fire immediately, killing the four militants and saving the Malian pilot.

The Mali pilot was very grateful to them and the others at the moment. Although he did not understand the language, he chatted happily with them. The mercenary beckoned, and asked his subordinates to disguise the Mali soldier, turning him into a hairy egg covered in leaves.

This makes him much safer, and it will be difficult to find him in the jungle a little further away. Otherwise, this guy's flight suit is too conspicuous, and he can be spotted from a long distance through the gaps in the jungle trail.

Just as one group of them rescued a Mali pilot, the rest of the group began to gain. The other two teams also searched and found two Mali pilots who were still in shock and hiding in the jungle in the jungle. They also encountered a group of militants and had an exchange of fire.

A trident mercenary fell under the bullets of the militants, but they still managed to rescue the two Mali pilots.

On the other hand, Lin Rui led the Mali signal soldier, Khan and other mortar crews, as well as several soldiers under his command. Relying on his keen sixth sense, he quickly interspersed in the jungle and rushed towards one direction. Faintly feeling this direction, there should be some gains.

They also encountered several militants on the way, and there was a brief exchange of fire. Lu Xiaoshan accidentally scratched his arm by a bullet. Under such circumstances, they were quickly beaten into a sieve.

However, Lin Rui took this group of people and searched for a long time, but they still didn't find the Mali pilot, so they walked under a big tree, Lin Rui took off his helmet, scratched his sweaty head, a little suspicious of himself The sixth sense comes.

"That's not right! I think it should be around here? Why can't I find it?" The others spread out, continued to search around the big tree, and called out in French in a low voice, trying to touch it. With luck, see if there are any living Malian pilots around.

But their shouts were not answered, so Sausage walked up to Lin Rui and said to Lin Rui: "Boss! It seems that there are no Mali pilots in this area! Let's look further ahead!"

Lin Rui nodded helplessly, put the helmet on his head, and was about to carry the guy on the road, but now Sausage looked at him and suddenly called out: "There is someone in the tree!"

As soon as Lin Rui and the others heard this, they immediately dispersed, and quickly found the concealment~www.wuxiahere.com~ they raised their guns and pointed at the crown of the big tree.

But Lin Rui yelled: "Don't rush! Look carefully before you talk!" He hid under the tree, stretched his head to look at the tree, and quickly retracted his head, but there was no movement on the tree. Looking at his shoulder, there were some bloodstains on the camouflaged branches and leaves of his shoulders. These bloodstains must not belong to him, so he boldly changed the angle, stretched his head sharply, and glanced at the tree. Immediately retracted his head again.

But there was still no movement on the tree, and he didn't feel any special danger, so he boldly stretched out his head and looked carefully at the dense tree canopy. After looking at the tree for a while, there was still no movement. Now it can be basically confirmed that there are no enemy snipers on this tree. Otherwise, they would have suffered just now.

Only then was Lin Rui completely relieved, and walked out from behind the tree, walked under the big tree, and began to look up at the tree carefully, and soon found that there seemed to be a foot in the dense canopy. After a while, there were still spots of blood streaming down from his feet.

"Found it! The pilot is on the tree! Monkey, are you quick? Climb up to see if he is still alive!"

"Yes!" The mercenary nicknamed Monkey heard Lin Rui calling him, so he immediately put down his gun, took off the backpack on his shoulder, and only brought a sharp short knife, just like a monkey, grabbing the trunk and screaming Climbed up the big tree. (end of this chapter)