Chapter 1693: Dark Red Firefly

"We have to keep getting closer.??" Lin Rui led the way, and then the whole team began to walk forward on all sides. Approaching the camp of the rebels, from a distance, I heard all kinds of noises from the African rebels at night. They are listening to loud music with the kind of shabby speakers that have long been eliminated.
In addition to the bright lights in the camp, there was also a campfire near the tent. Lin Rui frowned. He naturally knew the importance of blowing up the artillery, but if these rebels were spotted, they would be unlucky. If they had to deal with so many enemies, they would be crazy.
He subconsciously squeezed the gun in his hand, "You still have to start with the guards on the side. These guys turn on the sound so loudly. You shouldn't notice the gunfire after installing the muffler. A group aimed at the left guard, The second group is in charge of the right side. After the guard is killed, the one responsible for the blasting immediately follows and installs explosives. The others rushed in with me, disrupted their camp, and bought time for the blasting group."
"Understand, we should be able to kill at the same time without alarming others." Peng Lefeng whispered.
"Okay, ready to take aim." Lin Rui whispered, "Fire!"
With a few soft sounds, the guards fell to the ground one after another. The weather in Africa is hot, and these black soldiers do not understand the protective properties of helmets. Blowing their heads within a hundred meters is easy.
After the blasting team rushed up, Lin Rui raised his gun and flew to a large light bulb in front of the tent with great precision. With a slap of electric sparks, the camps of these rebels were suddenly darkened. .
"There is an enemy!" The rebels immediately broke into chaos. The black soldiers running in panic, they didn't know where the enemy was, but they felt an attack. Now they are like a bunch of headless flies. group.
In modern warfare. In the battlefield where high-tech weapons dominate the coordinated operations of various arms, if you want to win in a fierce battle, relying solely on courage, and simply relying on a strong charge without fear of death is sometimes tantamount to finding your own way of death. And these low-quality African rebels, apart from sweeping with the ak47 rifle, do not have any other skills.
When fighting with passion, it is easy to panic when encountering a surprise attack. It is the commonality of these African soldiers who have just put down their hoes. Letting experienced mercenaries like Lin Rui attack these amateur soldiers is like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.
The commandos fired separately, and after Lin Rui eliminated the glare, the role of their night vision devices became more obvious. "Da da da..." The sound of gunshots dampened by the muffler was endless. The rebels rushed out and were shot.
"Enjoyed!" Ahu gritted his teeth in a low voice. "It's been a long time since it's been so fun."
"A group went to the flanks to protect the blasting team." Lin Rui ordered in a low voice, "The rest continue to cover."
After a brief panic, these African rebels tried to fight back.
"Bang" a gunshot! A small leader of an African rebel army shot and suppressed the retreating soldiers. "Counterattack, organize a counterattack!" When he roared with the ak47 rifle in his hand, a bullet hit him head-on. The little rebel leader felt as if his chest was hit hard by a huge wooden stake. For a moment.
He subconsciously fell backwards, and made a close contact with the tent behind him. The blood immediately filled the tent and overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He stared at the figures in the distance in surprise. Can't believe the reality before me.
Those figures moving in the darkness seemed to be faster and faster, and the little rebel leader was unable to pick up the gun in his hand. The other rebels had found that he had been shot, and immediately stood up in surprise and looked around in panic.
All the rebels were alarmed at that moment. They yelled and looked terribly distorted. They picked up their guns and wanted to shoot forward. But in the incredible gaze of these rebels, they found that they were in rapid movement. 'S figure actually picked up the gun and shot, as if there was no need to worry about whether it was aimed at the enemy.
The killing intent of the bullet coming from howling was so heartbreaking. Before a rebel could stand still and fight back, he had already made close contact with that bullet.
Lin Rui was not touched at all by the death of these rebels. On the battlefield, there was only you. He rolled over and changed positions, and shot another row of bullets. The bullet passed through the neck of a rebel, and the powerful impact almost tore the entire throat in half.
The rebel didn't care about shooting. The only action taught by survival skills was to drop the gun and try to protect his neck. But the blood spurted like a fountain, and his life was fleeting, only vaguely heard two strange noises in his throat, and his body fell to the ground.
"Be careful with your side!" Ahu's voice came from the earphones. Lin Rui and Peng Lefeng couldn't help but their expressions changed at the same time. They walked quickly, then their bodies leaped and rolled aside.
Just after rolling away from the position, a burst of gunshots reached Lin Rui's ears. The bullet hit the spot where they stood just now, and "pupu" penetrated into the red land of Africa.
Looking for the sound of gunshots, Lin Rui squatted down from the ground when he rolled over. He seemed to be fused with the gun in his hand. He was a gun. The gun was only part of his body. He was almost half squatting. Having turned sharply, and then forcibly stopped the momentum in the pole, Hessensen's muzzle had been aimed at his target.
A rebel squad rushing over from the flank was shot dead by Lin Rui for a leader. The few people behind fired randomly, but the posture of holding the gun was not standard, and the bullets fluttered everywhere. Draw a red line in the night. The gunfire is like a red firefly in the dark night.
Lin Rui never loves war. The mercenary career in the past few years has made his nerves tougher than a steel wire, and he will never lose his calm at any time. "Pay attention to the left side of the artillery position. They will not just choose a counter attack point here."
"Understand!" Ahu and several other mercenaries shouted. They also bear the heavy responsibility of covering the blasting team. They kept firing with guns, one after another rebels who were about to rush out were killed by them, and the rest hid in the distance and fired randomly. These African rebels yelled and fired like crazy, without a target.
In such a lack of light, they couldn't compete with the mercenaries equipped with night vision goggles. It is like a duel between a blind man and a normal person. From the beginning, it was not on an equal basis.
Lin Rui looked at the time and pressed the earphones, "Blasting group, you still have thirty seconds!"
"Understood, we have finished and are evacuation." The mercenary of the blasting group replied while retreating.
"Ahu! Cover them!" Lin Rui said loudly, "Thirty seconds, ready to evacuate!"