Chapter 1992: Mercenary death

Lin Rui took his first hot bath after entering Anmore in the temporary camp of the Black Island Company. ? The hot water rushed to the wound with bursts of tingling, but these mercenaries groaned comfortably.
"It's like a bunch of masochistic bastards." Snake Eye shook his head.
"How are you?" Lin Rui asked, wiping his head with a towel.
"Very bad, I have never tried holding a weapon of ten kilograms and running for such a long time. I didn't feel anything at the time, and now I can hardly lift one of my hands." Snakeeye shook his head.
Lin Rui patted his shoulder, "It's just a temporary muscle fatigue. After recovering, you are still the best sniper."
"The latest news." Jiangan walked in. "The Orumi Federation has declared that it will intervene in the northern area of ​​Anmore, control the expansion of conflicts, and ensure that the northern oil exploration area is not affected by regional conflicts. It seems that they have planned to compromise. Up."
"I can't believe a word." Lin Rui shook his head. "The Secret Service will not just leave it like this. At most, it will come to an end for the time being. It does not want to offend several major powers too harshly. It is only a gesture made to avoid the intervention of peacekeeping forces. Once they feel necessary, they will still be against the north. The oil production area started, after all, that is what they are determined to get."
"You're right." Black Panther Gure nodded, "But at least our first phase of the mission was successful. We protected the oil extraction area in the north of Anmore. The large oil companies did not withdraw from Anmore. . And judging from the current situation, the secret agency has no possibility of carrying out a large-scale attack. We have successfully attracted the attention of the international community. They cannot risk the attention of those big countries and continue to attack the northern oil-producing regions. This time, the mission is at least half successful."
"Next, what arrangements does Silver Wolf have?" Lin Rui frowned.
"Not yet. The conflict in Anmore is still going on, but the threat to the northern oil-producing areas has been minimized. We also have a certain period of respite to strengthen our defense against the oil-producing areas. You can stay for the time being. Rest here. But the security personnel sent by the major oil companies must be stationed there in case of accidents. After all, none of us knows what will happen next." Heibao Gulei replied.
"So, we have a vacation?" Sergey said lazily.
"It can't be said that it is a holiday. You will not be assigned tasks for the time being, but you cannot leave here. You must wait for the situation to become clearer. Silver Wolf and I agree on this." Black Panther Gulei said. "In addition, your losses are quite large this time, and the personnel needs to be strengthened. Silver Wolf means to let Rick be responsible. We will transfer some of our personnel into the o2 team to supplement the personnel. As for the candidates, you decide."
Sergey laughed and turned to Sausage and others, "Have you heard? Novices, you are no longer newcomers from now on. Because there is a new batch of new ones."
Sausage clutched his injured leg and smiled awkwardly.
Lin Rui nodded and asked Black Panther Gulei, "How are our severely wounded people?"
"It's a pity that most of them couldn't survive, including guns. The vibration at the base of his skull caused bleeding, and the rupture of his spleen. It is already tenacious enough to be able to stay here." Black Panther Gulei whispered. .
The players were silent. Although they were all battle-tested veterans, many of them had guessed the ending based on the injuries of the guns, but it was another thing to hear with their own ears. Crazy Horse slammed a fist against the wall. The guns were wounded to cover him, which made Crazy Horse always feel self-blaming. The other most sad person is Rose. Both he and the guns are members of the former Israeli wild boy special forces. From being in the army to being a mercenary, and finally joining the Black Island Company, the two of them have never been separated. They are close comrades in arms.
In this operation, a total of more than 20 people in Group A and Group B were lost, and many of them were core team members like guns. This made Lin Rui feel as uncomfortable as being blocked. Guns and Roses were also recruited by him himself. He looked up and said, "What about their funeral?"
"The company will take care of the funeral, and will send their ashes and compensation to the family." Black Panther Gulei whispered, "A total of 27 brothers, we will officially see them off the day after tomorrow."
Lin Rui nodded.
Under the scorching sun of Africa, there were twenty-seven pairs of military boots of the fallen mercenaries side by side. Lin Rui and others said their final goodbyes to these mercenaries who died in battle.
The army boots were full of dust, the guns were still cold, and several of the helmets made of Kevlar were broken and stained with blood.
"Today we bid farewell to the twenty-seven brothers. They are far away from us, but they are still in our memory. They were our comrades-in-arms and our brothers. They are the people we are most willing to believe in among the bullets. They are our strongest backing at all times. They are the best fighters, and they are also the people most worthy of our trust. Their passing is sorrowful and reminds us of the perishability of life. With respect to them, And continue to travel far. Until we meet in heaven." Black Panther Gulei slowly said in a low voice.
Lin Rui looked at the metal cans in silence, a pain in her heart. But he also understood that this is the fate of mercenaries. The earthen jar does not break away from the well, and the hound must be lost on the mountain. When they choose this path, the outcome is already doomed. Everyone is the same, but sooner or later. Maybe one day, he will also die, burn it and put it in a container. The only difference is that even if someone takes him back to the country, he doesn't know who to give it to. He has no relatives anymore.
O2's mercenaries watched the ashes being transported away, as if they had died once in silence. Even Sergey, who has been chattering endlessly, was rare in silence.
"Goodbye." Crazy Horse was holding the ashes of guns in his hand, and finally couldn't help turning around and rushing away. He didn't want to cry in front of other people, but he couldn't help it.
"Let him go. He needs to calm down." Jiang An grabbed Sandro's hand and shook his head to stop him from seeing Crazy Horse.
"There is only so much I can do for them." Black Panther Gulei walked back and whispered.
"It's already very good. We don't usually hold such commemoration ceremonies. What I said is true. You are very good at talking. Maybe someday you can change your career to be a chaplain." Lin Rui whispered, "Just, if that God is dead. I would like to leave quietly. Maybe I am very fragile and can't stand such a separation. Whether it is to other people or to me." He turned around, bit a cigarette and left. , But it took a few times to ignite.