death of hope

Chapter 431 "Corporate Warrior" (341) Green Hell

What falls in the jungle is not rain, but red blood,

There was a strong smell of gunpowder and blood in the hot and humid air,
On the top of the tank, the metal shell of the 12.7MM large-caliber remote-controlled machine gun slid off the vehicle body, fell to the ground, and was deeply crushed into the mud by the tracks of the rear vehicle.

Crazy humans are killing each other, and native species are suffering along with it.

A Greenhill gibbon was severely burned, and it used up its last bit of strength to climb to the top branch of the big tree. It couldn't find its own group, and it screamed and howled.

The drones in the sky and the armored columns on the ground fired together. The raindrops of shells, missiles, and rockets successfully suppressed the firepower of the defenders and advanced rapidly at all costs.

The convoy passed through minefields, bypassed roadblocks, ran over barbed wire, crossed shallows,
The tracks made of steel ran over the corpses of the guerrillas, and the carrion birds smelled the smell of blood, flapping their wings and hovering in the sky,

They are waiting patiently for the battle to be over, for their own feast.

A "Hyena" light tank full of explosive anti-armor drove over the homemade explosives,
The guerrillas ambushing nearby activated the detonator, and the violent explosion destroyed the car body instantly, leaving no bones of the crew members, and the secondary explosion of the ammunition was even more violent.
The ten-ton turret looked like a big red-hot iron pot. It was blown away by the shock wave for a full twenty meters. lollipop.

The "smart engineer" UAV eliminates most of the landmine traps, but this is limited to modern weapons with built-in large-scale integrated circuits, and the UAV is also helpless for homemade explosives that are detonated manually at close range.

In order to prevent the armored column from advancing further, a group of shirtless guerrillas formed a death squad, carrying bundles of cluster grenades or tying directional mines to bamboo poles.

"Long live the Commune! Long live the laborer!"

Shouting the same slogan in different languages, launching a desperate charge towards the steel vehicle with flesh and blood,

Most were knocked down by machine guns, but some death squads succeeded. Half of the "Hyena" tanks were destroyed, and without attack arrows, the previously unstoppable offensive of the armored column slowed down in an instant.

"Holy sh#t! (Holy sh#t!)" The driver of the armored vehicle was terrified, and frantically swung the steering wheel to avoid the destroyed tank, and crushed the death squad who activated the detonator by the way.

"These guys are crazy! They're not afraid of death at all!"

"Our column suffered heavy losses! Commander, why don't we retreat back and wait for reinforcements!"

"Boss..." Lodayev patted Lynch on the shoulder and asked hesitantly, "Those aren't terrorists... right..."

Captain Marcus Lynch hesitated for a few seconds, and instead of answering his teammates' questions, he issued an order to everyone in the channel: "Armored column, all... stop!"

Before the armored vehicle stopped, a large number of heavy armored infantry on it could not wait to get off the vehicle and disperse.

Half of these mercenaries and corporate fighters are retired elites of the regular federal army, and now they work for big companies, and the other half of the new recruits are also alive and kicking, eager to try.

They spread out in small groups and moved towards the locations marked on the map to clear the hidden bunkers and trenches.

In addition to homemade explosives activated by wire control, the guerrillas also prepared a big gift for the attackers,
Earthen anti-infantry traps that can be found all over the jungle. This primitive trap has no electronic parts and cannot be eliminated by drone engineers.

Among them, the most branched is the bamboo stick trap, which brings the spirit of adapting measures to local conditions to the extreme.

Dig a hole, insert sharpened bamboo sticks in it, cover it with a wooden board or cardboard, and cover it with a thin layer of thatch or soil. Some bamboo sticks are also smeared with human or local animal feces.

If the foot is pierced, it will lose its combat effectiveness on the spot, and some unlucky ones will have their limbs amputated or even lost their lives due to E. coli infection.

Unfortunately, a mercenary from the Blackwater Company was eager to do great work and wanted to get more bonuses. He rushed to the front, stepped on the ground, his foot was pierced, and screamed in pain.

However, the screams did not last long. A guerrilla hiding in the underground bunker avoided his helmet and heavy bulletproof armor, and shot him precisely in the neck.

The other mercenary was the brother of the deceased. Eager for revenge, he picked up a light machine gun and beat him fiercely. He accidentally stepped on another trap, and a huge mace fell from a tree, smashing his helmet and head. .

"Stop it! You idiot!" Johnny Blazer cursed at his newcomers, the Blackwater mercenaries, "Stand back! I'm coming!"

He made a gesture towards his old comrade-in-arms. Sergeant Oleg understood, took out a directional bomb and stuck it on the tree to start the countdown.

A group of Blackwater mercenaries swarmed forward and pushed hard together, and the huge tree trunk fell towards the direction where the bunker was hiding. Johnny Blazer shouted: "Suppress fire! Cover us!"

The Alpha team led by Lynch quickly responded to the friendly forces. Lodayev fired two smoke grenades from the grenade launcher attached to the gun.
Mehmadi put down the sniper rifle, and joined forces with Wang Hongye to set up a small-caliber mortar, and quickly fired fragmentation shells towards the target.

Lynch and Shaft unloaded the magazine and replaced it with a large-capacity drum, and fired wildly at the smoke.

Johnny and Oleg stepped on the fallen trees and ran over, thus avoiding the earthen traps all over the ground, followed by a group of black water mercenaries.

The firepower of the machine gun in the bunker was quickly taken away. Johnny saw the trenches on the flanks and led people to infiltrate them decisively.

How can the poorly equipped guerrillas be the opponents of the Blackwater mercenaries? 7.62mm rifle bullets and low-power energy weapons hit the heavy armor and helmet visor, leaving shallow dents, sparking sparks.

After the drone raids and the tank shells washing the ground, more than half of the guerrillas in the trenches had already been killed or killed, and they had no power to resist in the face of the enemy's flank penetration. Very soon, there was only one living person left in the entire trench. Afterwards, Bing quickly raised his hands:
"Don't fight! I surrender!"

Johnny Blazer, who had experienced many battles, quickly saw that the man's eyes were wrong. One of the guerrilla's arms was blown off, and the upper arm was hanging on the side with a little bit of muscle tissue and clothes.
The AK-147M assault rifle covered in blood and mud was hung diagonally on the chest with a canvas belt.

"Get down! Keep your hands within my sight!"

"I'll hand over his gun!" A mercenary walked over, but was stopped by Johnny: "Beware of fraud!"

The guerrilla was as fast as lightning, and with only one hand, he flipped the big paddle to close the safety loading action in one go, but unfortunately, his opponent was Johnny Blazer, the legendary Spartan airborne company commander, Faster, more accurate marksmanship.

Ten bullets were distributed along the spine, and the last two rounds destroyed the brain. The new mercenary held by Johnny was frightened and stupid, realizing that he had walked through the gate of hell.

"Thank you...brother...for saving my life..."

"Be careful next time, don't be too greedy for credit."

Johnny walked over to check the guerrilla's body: "This guy has been professionally trained. He lost one hand. It took less than a second from opening the safety to loading the trigger. Even in the Federal Guards, he is an elite. "

"Perhaps... he once fought with us." Sergeant Oleg shook his head, picked up a reed shawl and covered the corpse:
"God... what are we... doing..."

"It's not terrorists, these guerrillas have faith." Johnny Blazer picked up a red five-pointed star pin:

"Listen, Alpha Team is clearing another trench, let's help."

(End of this chapter)