"Boss, I don't want to upset you. "For example, since you're all right, I'll tell you that at least five armed members of the Order are rushing towards your position." And logically, there must be more enemies after them. Isn't it nice to explain that way?"

"Not at all, can't you give me some good news?" Lin Rui cursed. Immediately, he picked up his gun, checked his weapon again to make sure he had enough ammo, and turned and rushed to the valley on one side, hiding behind a large rock that was exposed to the surface. The bullet grazed the rock beside him, and he immediately fired a shot back.

A secret order soldier screamed and hid in bunker, and two of his companions came out and rushed towards Lin Rui. They were followed by several militants of the Order.

Lin Rui took a deep breath. It's time to act, he thought. Lin Ruifei rushed out, and at the same time, Zhao Jianfei and others on the side provided him with fire cover, and the gunshots immediately resounded throughout the narrow valley.

The encounter lasted only a few minutes. The danger alarm on the other side of the position flickered again, and he stood at the top of the valley waiting for the Order's armed men to approach, reload the two magazines, and continue to strafe the entire area. He noticed that the two forces of the Order below had finally converged and taken over the center of the valley lowlands.

Thanks to the strong support of Zhao Jianfei and others, Lin Rui repelled the approaching Secret Society's armed divisions. Suddenly, on the other side, two militants jumped out of cover and opened fire on him very suddenly.

The first shot hit the rock beside Lin Rui, and the impact of the bullet splashed up the stone chips that made his eyes almost open. The second shot was blocked by a thick tree trunk. A stream of blood flowed out of the corner of Lin Rui's left eye, and he knew that his forehead had been scratched by sharp rock shards again. He shook his head out of his blurred vision and rolled to the left. The third shot kicked up a cloud of mud on the ground where he had just stood.

Lin Rui threw a fragmentation grenade, counted to three, and crossed to the right with an arrow step under his feet, and the gun in his hand kept firing.

The timing was just right. The grenade exploded, and the smoke from the explosion temporarily confused the other militants. They thought there was an attack on the flank, and their bullets were fired in the direction of the smoke. Lin Rui took the opportunity to retreat, and the armed personnel of the Secret Society were now fooled, and immediately turned to face him together, their weapons flashing a ball of fire, ready to attack again.

Another grenade exploded in front of the Order's militants, slowing them down. They shot through the smoke and the roar of weapons exploded that shook the trough.

The follow-up Secret Order militants continued to sprint forward, and the convergence they had completed was gaining momentum and seeking victory. And Lin Rui strode back, luring them closer - by the time they reacted, it was already too late. The M16A4 rifle in Lin Rui's hand roared angrily, and the bullets fired at close range drilled into their bodies. They fell to the ground screaming and died.

Lin Rui turned around abruptly and moved along the terrain, the slope gradually descending to the west. After dealing with the two pursuers, he finally joined up with Zhao Jianfei and the others.

"Lin Rui, you go along the way! Actuaries, they're already coming this way. Zhao Jianfei turned his head and shouted while shooting and suppressing the enemy army.

"What about you?" asked Lin Rui.

"We're leaving. We'll go back to the car and destroy their convoy. Zhao Jianfei made a gesture.

"Well, good luck to you. Lin Rui nodded, wiped a handful of blood from his forehead to avoid flowing down and affecting his eyesight, and continued to walk towards the O2 team members while shooting, only stopping occasionally to reload the automatic rifle with ammunition.

Not far ahead, the actuary General had already heard movement on the flanks. Radio communications from reconnaissance groups confirmed that a large number of enemies were approaching. And if I guessed correctly, the no-haters were none other than the militants in the convoy below. There was a "click" sound from the weapons of Sergei and others, and communication came to an abrupt halt. It is clear that these militants have arrived.

Shogan's eyebrows furrowed, he knew that his own forces were completely at a disadvantage. Relying only on terrain and tactics, Sausage and the Chieftain had set a trap for the Order's militants there, but would they have gotten into it? They had deliberately laid traces on their route as they retreated. If they follow along, then these traces will lead the warriors of the Order into a trap.

"Yes, they're coming!" Shogishi ordered to retreat while giving orders to the rest of the team. The reconnaissance group closest to the enemy could already hear the sound of approaching footsteps, a faint crisp sound of a new magazine being replaced, and even the faint sound of clothes and plants rubbing against each other. They're going to take the bait soon.

He looked left and right to make sure that the team members were all in place, and he had retreated to a hidden hideout. The Militants of the Order hid in the jungle on one side, and there were probably small groups of about them.

The leader of an armed squad of the Order approached, and when he saw two rows of automatic machine guns mounted on a high place, he immediately understood that there must be some enemy troops lurking inside. Some kind of intuition, or just luck, made his heart beat slightly faster. He walked slowly sideways with his back against the wall. The plan is to wipe out all these attackers. But he was a little uneasy, as if something was wrong anyway.

The light shone through the dense trees, and the two Secret Society militants crept towards it, suddenly feeling a chill hit his abdomen, and then he heard the gunshots and fell to the ground weakly.

"There's an ambush!" one of the surviving Secret Society militants burst out of the shadows of the bushes, attempting to sweep away the ambush in front of them with his weapon. But a sharp bayonet stabbed him in the back. Sergei pulled out his bayonet from behind his back, and then beckoned to the sausage that was attracting the enemy on the other side, "Damn the German sausage!

"Alright. Sausage nodded as she stepped back.

The Secret Society militants below immediately returned fire, a barrage of 7.62 mm bullets dusting their vicinity, but it was no longer able to restrain their retreat.

With the cover of the other O2 members, Sergey and Sausage took advantage of the chaos to withdraw from the point of fire. The close-up encounter just now actually made Sausage, as a newcomer, deeply panic, and in order to hide his heart, he raised his weapon. And several of the Order's armed men happened to be in his firing line. "Da Da Da ......" These Secret Society members were knocked down by him.

"Nothing makes you feel safe more than the blood of your enemies" - this is the exact words of a deceased old mercenary.