Lin Rui leaned behind a broken gun. In his right hand, he held an extremely sharp fighting dagger tightly. Thick pieces of blood and flesh and coagulated purple plasma slowly dripped from the blade. It hangs on the edge of the knife like hungry saliva drooling from the mouth of a beast watching its prey.
In a close encounter just now, he had no time to change the magazine, so he could only kill a mercenary with a dagger. He leaned against the wall and slowly squatted down, groping on the ground with his left hand, then picked up the weapon, stood up again, and replaced a magazine.
He hid aside and watched quietly, while the mercenaries in front of him began to slowly calm down from their panic, and they were also ready to take action. He could even personally feel the tense atmosphere of the confrontation between the two armies ahead. The o2 team is not ready to sit still and wait for death. He will never let these mercenaries escape unscathed.
Lin Rui looked back at a member of the team. He was a newcomer to Team B. At least he was a newcomer a few minutes ago. But now he is a corpse. He was shot in the head just as Lin Rui yelled at him to take cover. One shot to the head, a very satisfying death. Lin Rui didn't know whether this was luck or misfortune for him, or whether it was luck amid misfortune.
With grief and anger, Lin Rui stared at the three mercenary soldiers approaching in front of him. He could even feel their muscles tightening, and they were ready to rush here at any time. This point Lin Rui was guarding had been charged four times, but he had been repelled all of them.
Maybe the mercenaries already understood that they were meeting a master. Even if they charge again, they may not be able to escape death, but their honor and pride as warriors will never allow them to face death with timidity and cowardice. Yes, they will do their best to make this desperate last ditch effort.
This group of mercenary warriors advocates courage. They can be killed, but never scared to death. They would never allow a colleague to insult and despise them, and they vowed to cut Lin Rui into pieces after hiding behind the bunker. They had already paid nearly twenty lives because of this guy.
Lin Rui opened his backpack, installed the last set of explosives under the killed mercenary, and turned on the explosives' detonation signal receiving device. After finishing all his duties, he bent down and picked up an M4 carbine that the dead mercenary had dropped to the ground.
Although there was less than half of the remaining ammunition, Lin Rui still carried the carbine rifle behind his back. He rolled on the ground to the other side, changed his position, and pointed his gun steadily at the mercenaries closest to him. As soon as those few people showed up again, he would pull the trigger, and the extremely hot bullets would fire. Immediately the man's head was blown to pieces.
But those few mercenaries were quite experienced, and they still didn¡¯t act rashly. Lin Rui stood up, picked up half a brick in his left hand and threw it over. The already nervous mercenaries were alerted to something falling around them, and suddenly shouted, "Grenade!" and then jumped out from behind the bunker like a reflex.
Before he finished speaking, the head of the leading mercenary was blown to pieces by Lin Rui's precise three-point shot. Then the mercenary's lifeless body fell heavily to the ground, and a cloud of yellow dust rose up.
The remaining mercenaries picked up their weapons and began to aim at Lin Rui, as if they were awakening from a dream. But there was a gunshot, and the sniper rifle bullet containing huge kinetic energy hit the mercenary in the middle of the chest. The tall mercenary staggered back, and the bullets from the automatic rifle in his hand also followed his body. Unbalanced and soaring into the sky.
The extremely angry mercenary soldiers tried to raise their guns and shoot again, but before he could stand upright, Lin Rui had already turned the muzzle and fired three consecutive rounds. The hit hit the poor mercenary on the face. After a successful blow, Lin Rui immediately lowered his head. While avoiding the fire net attack formed by the mercenaries on the opposite side, he pressed the earphone and whispered, "Well done, I owe you another one."
"I said, I will be behind you." Yelena's voice whispered.
Lin Rui gasped while laughing, "I think talking about love now is not a good choice."
At this time, Crazy Horse and Sandro retreated to his side, and Guns and Roses had also approached their position from the flanks. This time, the charging mercenaries had almost no hope or possibility of survival in the face of the crossfire between them and Crazy Horse. The panicked mercenaries were as vulnerable as lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Lin Rui stuck his head out and blew the heads of two mercenaries. Just when he was about to kill the last mercenary in one go, the m16a1 rifle ran out of ammunition at an inappropriate time.
The last remaining mercenary immediately opened fire on Lin Rui and ran away quickly with the help of suppressed firepower. At this moment, Sandro was trying hard to aim, trying to kill a cowering man with one shot.The mercenary's head behind the ruins. Seeing Lin Rui finally knocking down the two charging mercenaries with two consecutive shots, he warned loudly, "Boss, pay attention to the seven o'clock direction!" As he said that, he raised his automatic rifle and pointed it at the mercenaries. stand up.
Hearing the warning, Lin Rui turned around suddenly.
The mercenary on the opposite side ignored him completely and continued to face Lin Rui as he galloped away. His eyes were full of grief, anger and fury. Seeing that the mercenary had already rushed in front of him, Lin Rui raised his pistol with his left hand and fired two rounds at the mercenary. The knee joints of both soldiers' legs were shattered. Because he knows that the pistol may not be able to penetrate the opponent's body armor.
The furious mercenary rolled and fell heavily to the ground.
Lin Rui calmly replaced the pistol with a new magazine, and then watched Sandro run over from his hiding place.
The seriously injured mercenary struggled to stand up again. Although he had been completely knocked down by the O2 team members, his will was not completely defeated. It wasn't until he realized that his stubborn resistance was in vain that the mercenary stopped his useless struggle and resistance.
"Good marksmanship." Lin Rui turned to Sandro and said. "Thanks to your reminder, otherwise I would have really suffered a loss."
Sandro walked up to the injured mercenary who fell to the ground, looked down at his opponent who had completely lost the ability to resist, and whispered, "Boss, I know you don't kill prisoners, but how to deal with this?"
"We have limited supplies and it's impossible to bandage him. It's better to give him a break than to leave him here to die in pain." Lin Rui whispered, "There is no need to torment him."
A glimmer of light flashed in the mercenary's gray eyes, "Thank you." He reluctantly said tremblingly.
"No need!" Lin Rui's gun rang out, and the mercenary fell heavily to the ground. Lin Rui didn't look, he just felt blood spattered on the back of his hand. It is the same temperature as my own blood.
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