Chapter 674: Angry Sean

"What did you say? You repeat, they really raided Camp Mayhem?" Sean said in shock.

"Yes, this time it was the employer who called Joe Claire directly, and Joe, asked us to reinforce the Chaos Battalion quickly. It is said that although the chaos camp is tight, it is still trying to support it, and it is still too late to recover it. The black man whispered a little nervously.

"But how is this possible? They were going to Goat Rock! How could this raid on the Chaos Camp become a reality when it was just a clumsy noise?

"Maybe it's not a smokescreen. It's true that the east is attacking the west, but here we are the east, and the chaotic battalion is the west. The black man said helplessly.

"Treacherous! shameless!" Sean said furiously.

"It's too late to think about it, boss. The Chaos Battalion is in jeopardy, and we must rush to the aid as quickly as possible. As long as the Chaos Battalion is okay, they haven't been able to win this battle yet! The black man lowered his voice and said fiercely.

Sean was helpless for a while, and now he had no other better choice, he could only whisper, "That's okay, notify our people, all withdraw from the ambush, only bring weapons and ammunition, and march as quickly as possible, motorized and rushed to the chaos camp." No matter how much effort you exert, you must stop them. ”

As a result, Sean's Lucifer team and another part of the Morningstar mercenaries were once again notified to evacuate the ambush site and drive to the chaos camp. These servants lay in ambush here for almost two days and two nights, finding almost nothing, and complaining. Now they have to get in the car and rush to the chaos camp, and they are all tired and angry.

A few people with a bad temper couldn't help but scold, "What the hell are those guys up there doing, they want to lure the enemy for a while, and they want to ambush for a while." made Lao Tzu lie on his stomach in the field for a day and a night, and his legs were numb. Now I'm going to change places, and I'm going to change your mother's legs! ”

"Forget it, forget it, this time it's the captain of Lucifer's team who is leading the way. What can we say? If we can bear it, we can bear it, and if we can't bear it, we can just scold it. With these people, we can't be reasonable. The other mercenary whispered, "Who let their Lucifer squad S-class mercenary?" ”

The mercenary who lost his temper got into the car stupidly.

They were close to more than 300 people, and they were indeed tired enough, and they were in ambush with high mental tension for two days and two nights, and although they changed guards once halfway, it was simply a kind of torture. Now he had to move to other places to fight, and he was already too sleepy, and he was bouncing around the car, and in a few minutes there was a lot of snoring in the carriage.

Just after Lin Rui and the others took more than 50 points from the chaotic camp, a train of cars drove up on the road, which was a convoy composed of more than a dozen heavy trucks made of Gas. This old-fashioned Soviet truck of the seventies, which has long been phased out elsewhere. That is, in places like Somalia, there are still people who use this tinkered old antique reads();.

Originally, with the strength of Morningstar, it could be better equipped, but in recent times, due to the company's financial deterioration, it has been forced to lose a large number of markets and customers by Black Island Company. Joe had no choice but to tighten his budget, and he wanted to break a penny in half. Therefore, although Sean and his team are equipped with advanced equipment, the vehicles and vehicles are old goods purchased locally in Somalia.

The old Soviet-style trucks like the Gas-51 were once a legend, and the former Chinese Yuejin trucks were massively copied from such trucks. This car adheres to Maozi's consistent style, stupid, stupid and black, with a heavy body and people inside, leaving two rows of deep marks on the lane.

"The enemy is approaching, the enemy is approaching, forty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters, ......" was responsible for observing the movement, and Wang Haoze's voice came from the radio, like a freak about to burn out, indicating that the battle situation was about to break out.

"Come on, come on, we'll wait for you......" Lin Rui said in a low voice silently, as if he felt his nervousness, and suddenly pressed the remote control detonator of the C4 explosive.

"————Boom" A huge explosion sounded, and the heavy body of the leading Gas-51 truck jumped upwards suddenly, almost completely overturned, thick black smoke came out of the front of the car, its chassis was destroyed by C4 explosives, and a tire directly collapsed and flew more than ten meters.

Sean felt that his eyes were dark, his body shook, and his head hit the windshield of the vehicle, and the loud noise almost made him vomit blood. "Damn, there's a mine! We're ambushed, all the cars, ready to fight!" Sean scolded hatefully.

Sean grabbed the automatic rifle and jumped into the car with the lead, carefully looking through the gap in the camouflage net. The car in front of it had been completely blown up, and the glass of the cab was covered in blood, so it seemed that the driver must have hung up. Most of the soldiers in the back were also killed and wounded, and the surviving soldiers, covered in blood, were crawling out of the back carriage.

The heavy machine guns that were lying in ambush a kilometer and a half away ———— fired fiercely at the convoy, and the body of a recoilless gun shook, and a shell dragged white smoke to the vicinity of the convoy, and the sand and soil flew with a bang.

The sudden blow caused a panic among the Morningstar mercenaries, who jumped out of their trucks to find shelter, but they soon found that the enemy's firepower was very weak, with only a pickup truck equipped with a recoilless gun, a heavy machine gun, and the occasional sound of an AK47 semi-automatic rifle.

Figuring out that the enemy was nothing more than a small force of harassment, the mercenaries of the Morningstar Company immediately regained their courage and began to shoot at the enemy, but the attackers were very cunning, and the small pickup truck was simply elusive, speeding at high speed, and the recoilless gun and heavy machine gun fought for a while and then changed places.

Especially the damn recoilless gun, although the shells didn't hit the Morningstar truck directly, the shrapnel and rubble from the explosion also scratched a lot of people. The armed men in the car were ridiculously accurate in their marksmanship, almost one shot at a time. A small pickup truck that showed off its might made these mercenaries unable to raise their heads.

The mercenaries just wanted to fight back, but the little pickup turned around and kicked up a cloud of dust and fled. Angry, Sean chased after him with a light machine gun, but the car was extremely nimble, turning and changing direction many times more agile than their gas truck. It's like a nasty fly, you can't hit it.

"Boss, they should be in front, let's catch up. The black man took Sean's hand and said, "Leave that little car alone, it's just harassing us." ”

Sean didn't know, but he couldn't swallow it. He, Sean, is also a well-known figure in the mercenary world, but today he is being played by these mercenaries of the Black Island Company. Even the little minions who came out of nowhere dared to drive a small pickup truck to single-handedly challenge them in a convoy. This arrogant energy made Sean mad with anger, and almost made him hold back emphysema.

"Get out of here, I'm going to kill it!" Sean growled.