Not including the big-horned rats, 23 people finally decided to stay.Including twenty heavy infantrymen of the Jungle Corps, and the Three Pillar Gods of Dust Town.
Generally speaking, if the equipment gap is not large, with the HP bars, basic defense and recovery of the mutant, humans have almost no chance of winning at the same number of battles.
Even a 500 vs 500 showdown will be extremely difficult, let alone 23 vs 500.
Especially the confrontation on the front battlefield, there is almost no room for maneuver, unlike guerrilla warfare and there is room for pulling.
Just as Lao Bai said, this is no different from suicide.
However, the mouse was still a lizard, and there was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, and there was no fear of the upcoming fight.
Death is just a destination
They are all immortal heroes.
Walking to Lao Bai, the trash man wearing the hunter's exoskeleton said solemnly.
Those residents will ask you.
If the house is gone, you can build it again.
As long as the people who remember them are still alive.
Lao Bai nodded seriously.
I promise that when you come back, you will still have so many believers, one of them will be the same.
The trash guy grinned.
Hey, I remember.
After saying that, he waved his claws and walked casually to meet with the brothers of the Jungle Corps.
The group parted ways and headed in the opposite direction of the main force.
Looking at the tall and burly back of the Trash Jun, Qin Baitian hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking, "Sir... Big Horned Deer God, won't he go with us?"
Looking at the direction the group left, Lao Bai narrowed his eyes.
He is going to complete his mission and you will see him again.
Qin Botian sighed bitterly.
Although he is old, he is not confused yet.
No matter how strong that adult is, he is still five hundred mutants.He has heard of these years of living here that a mutant slaughtered half of the village.
Will see that sentence again...
I'm afraid it's just a comfort that is better than nothing.
……
In the vast team, Og, sitting on the convertible off-road vehicle, stared at the wilderness in the north.
The bloodthirsty pupils were flashing with the light of hatred.
Oulu was his brother and his father.
The old priest who delivered his birth said that they were all born in the same tent, or even the same human mother.
This situation is extremely rare in mutant tribes.
Few humans can live that long.
Even those who awaken will die in the seventh or eighth year and are taken to the kitchen by the butchers.
Perhaps because the human beings who produced him had great strength, he could clearly feel that he was obviously different from other similar people born in this world.
Stronger muscles, faster reactions, and tougher physique... He was appreciated by the centurion at the age of seven, and joined the same hunting team with his brother, becoming a hunter in the clan.
Perhaps it was because of his bloodline closeness, his brother took special care of him and took him with him no matter what he did.
The first time he hunted, the first time he was cannibalized, the first time he slaughtered the village, the first time he received praise from the leader and the title of honor, and the transformation of machinery... It can even be said that every major event in his life was completed under the witness of Ulu.
However, Oulu was dead.
And the death was extremely miserable.
When he saw the corpse, he wanted to chop his teeth and swore in his heart that he would torture the human who killed his brother in the cruelest way until he took his last breath.
So when he learned from the leader that the murderer who killed his brother was hiding in a settlement called Chenai Town and allowed him to slaughter that village, every cell in his body was trembling with excitement.
He seemed to have seen the group of despicable, cowardly and thin two-legged animals crawling under his feet trembling.
Ah, how ugly it is...
Not only hatred and anger burned in his pupils, but also a layer of excitement.
Get a little faster!Ogre shouted loudly with a rough voice.
The mutant sitting in the driver's seat got the order, grabbed the intercom hanging on the central control, and yelled excitedly towards the communication channel.
Oger said hurry up!
Rude roars echoed in the communication channel.
Og!
The wheels of vehicles were spinning faster. The mutant soldiers chasing behind ran hard, and the saliva that fell out of their mouths was everywhere. After a while, they fell off the team panting.
This is true every time you go on a mission.
There are always a few stupid fish that cannot squeeze into the truck and cannot keep up with the team. In the end, they wander around and don’t know where they have gone. Occasionally, they will bring back one or two unlucky men and women to prove that they are not fishing or becoming deserters.
But this doesn't matter.
Qi The tribe never relies on those soft-footed shrimps who fall behind, but the real warriors!
At this moment, the group of green beasts did not notice that a group of fully armed players had been ambushed on their must-pass path.
In the forest.
Looking at the vast team on the plains, the Picheng paratroopers holding a telescope couldn't help but smack their tongues.
Damn... Why are these animals running so fast?
The record of a 42-kilometer marathon on Earth has just broken 2, but this speed seems to be just a basic fuck for mutants.
The powerful heart and lung ability gave them terrifying durability, and they ran four-fifths in less than two hours in a distance of 50 kilometers!
And this is still in the wilderness without roads.
Looking down at the vast dust shadows on the ground through the drone, the model worker on the ground said solemnly.
They started to slow down.
The Picheng paratroopers frowned.
Did they find us?
Xiao Xiaoxiao Shuworm shook her head.
No, it should be just a normal tactical strategy, to preserve your physical strength before taking over the enemy... I wonder if they will rest for a while.
He paused, and he continued.
If they have no intention of continuing to move forward after rest, now is the best time to do it.
Well... Midnight Killer nodded calmly, raised his right fist and swung it, and acted as planned.
A flame of excitement ignited in his eyes, and a uniform answer was soon heard from the communication channel.
receive!
The hunting begins!
Twenty people divided into five teams and soon moved along the jungle to the front of the group of mutants’ path, scattering in an arc with a center toward the outward.
One of the anti-tank squads stepped forward, and four players, including the squad leader, took out the RPG bazooka and aimed at the marching convoy.
Waiting quietly as the target approached within range, Midnight Chicken Killing immediately ordered in the communication channel.
Open fire!
The moment the order was issued, the four players pulled the trigger almost at the same time, and rockets dragged the thick white smoke toward the convoy in the distance.
There is almost no time to react.
The truck that was the first to be hit was bombarded, sparks burst into the convoy, and three trucks broke down on the spot.
Caught off guard, more than a dozen trucks were braked and turned, and they were crowded in the wilderness.
If the plunderers were attacked so suddenly, even if their morale did not drop halfway, they would hesitate to those who were blinded by the bombing.
However, it is a completely different story for bloodthirsty mutants.
I saw more than a dozen mutants thrown out of the car by inertia, but they fell on the ground and ate the mud, and quickly got up cursed.
The guys who were crowded in the car jumped out of the car, grabbed their weapons randomly, and ran wildly in the direction of the forest.
They're like animals
The difference is that they are holding large-caliber assault rifles in their hands.
Rush in!
Kill them all!
Oger, who was sitting in the co-pilot of the off-road vehicle, roared, slapped the driver on the shoulder, then slapped the machine gunner on the roof, grabbed the machine gun in the back row and swept it into the forest.
The hot shell fell into the carriage jingled, and the fire from the muzzle illuminated his hideous gums and twisted facial muscles, and thick tracers woven into a net on the plain.
He roared like a wild beast.
Go and die!
Hahaha!
The rain of bullets squirted into the jungle, smashing the thick tree trunk into pieces, and the caliber was at least 50 up!
The player who shot a volley quickly drifted and moved to a new position and then fired two more rounds of RPGs. Then he put away the launcher and pulled out the XB-1 Growler bomb gun and turned on the insurance.
Seeing that all the team members had reached the battle position, Midnight Killing Chicken shouted loudly and took the lead in pulling the trigger.
Free fire!
The blast of the muzzle echoed in an instant, and thick and long tongues of flame emerged from the forest.
The locust-like rain of bullets quickly hit the mutant soldier head-on, and knocked the mutant running in the front and overturned the horse.
The huge recoil shocked the soles of his feet to scatter a pit, and the model worker who was holding the roarer in his hand shouted excitedly while trembling his teeth.
Damn it!Brother Chicken!This is so powerful!
It’s really a blow to hear two sounds with one shot!
The warhead that broke out will ignite the second time in the air, dragging a tail flame toward the target, and after hitting the target, the warhead's striker will be activated to release a metal jet as hot as magma!
This thing doesn't look like an assault rifle, it's just a rocket that's been fired continuously!
A mutant sentry charged at the chest was shot by a shot, and a hot spark exploded from behind. Before he could even scream, he fell to the ground with his life.
The mutant heavy infantry wearing steel breastplate is also not pleasing to you. The steel plate as thick as a thumb is quite effective against rifle bullets, but it is like paper in front of the metal jet.
Og, who was sitting on the off-road vehicle, was also shocked by the power of the bullet.
A bullet hit the side and rear of the car under him, and the sparks shot directly danced in the back of the car. The two mutant warriors behind him screamed, and a scar on his back was burned, which scared him so much that he had a cold sweat on his forehead.
Damn it!What's this?!
This is the first time he has seen a guy who can kill a mutant with one shot!
Fortunately, the bullet is not fast in flight and is considered subsonic ammunition, so it is not easy to hit a high-speed moving vehicle.
Og's mind was turned on, and suddenly grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted in the communication channel.
Hearing his orders, eight off-road vehicles dropped their tails hanging behind the car, rushed to the front of the infantry and swam serpentinely, and drove an S-shaped track in the wilderness.
The large fog of dust and suspected artificial exhaust gas not only blocked the traces of the convoy, but also provided cover for the charge of infantry.
Staring at the large area of dust rising in front of him, he cursed in a silence at midnight.
Lao Bai did not joke with him.
These mutants are indeed not simple. Not only are they adaptable at a very fast pace, but they also learn the tactic of smoking protection.
This hindered the targeting of the Jungle Corps to a certain extent.
but
Those old green-skinned muscles obviously didn't expect that the trouble would come from their feet.
Since his attention was in front, he didn't notice the situation under his feet at all. The mutant who rushed to the front quickly fell into the mud and rolled on the ground for a few times, was blocked by smoke, and then tripped over the person behind him.
roar!
With an angry roar, the mutant who spit out the mud in his mouth struggled to stand up, and then he soon discovered that the clusters of dead grass in front of him had been knotted at any time.
What's this?!
More than that.
There were also nails and ropes in the grass, and some pits dug out by groundhogs.Although these traps are not very harmful and have rough preparations, they are extremely insulting.
The bullets decorated with flames were still noisy in the air, and there was no time to think.
From time to time, someone tripped to the ground by a trap, and then yelled in pain. The Century Team on the far right of the team quickly slowed down.
Seeing the green skin muscles growing one after another, the strong man hiding behind the bushes screamed excitedly.
Rush up!Poke their eyes!Bite their throats!Fuck them to death!
However, what went against my wish was that the little rats didn't listen to him, nor could they understand what he was saying.
He was startled by the green-skinned guys who suddenly broke in. Several mice who were still working on the trap were screaming, jumping out and turning around and running.
No matter how big-horned rats shouted beside them, they were not obedient at all and just ran away with their lives.
Damn it!These timid things!
Looking at the panicked mouse guys, he was so embarrassed that he cursed, but soon remembered that these guys were rats.
MMP!Sure enough, I can't count on these guys!
Looking at the mutants struggling to get up from the ground, he bit his teeth, pulled out the dagger hanging from his waist, and rushed up.
Long live the manager!
The fat mouse with a knee high was startled and the mutant soldier who had just gotten up was obviously stunned.
And it was this stunned skill that made it difficult for the force to rush closer and thrust his calves.
Europe!
The dagger cuts the flesh, and the mutant roars in pain, kicks him suddenly, but kicks it in the air, and instead is difficult for the strong man to escape and runs behind him.
Death!
Taking advantage of the mutant's center of gravity, it was difficult for people to bite the dagger, use four claws together, climbed up to his back along his left leg, grabbed the dagger and pierced it into his throat.
Thorn!
The knife cut the artery, and the blood was as hot as a fire, and the mutant knelt on the ground with his eyes as big as a copper bell. In an instant, the blood was flowing, and he died of breath.
Pooh!This blood is so stinky!
He spitted, and it was difficult for people to bite the dagger and rushed down from the mutant's back shoulder.
However, just as he was about to pounce on another mutant, a huge impact force came from the side, and he flew out and rolled on the ground twice.
The right half of the body completely lost consciousness, and the dagger held in his mouth flew out.
After coming back to his senses, he found that his right forelimb to his stomach was blown away by shrapnel.
If it weren't for the pain blocking, this moment alone would have been enough for him to faint.
The mutant soldier standing not far away smiled and pulled down the guardrail under the barrel, and threw the shell two circles thicker than his thumb out of the barrel.
Grass...shotgun!
He cursed and barely moved his left forelimb, pulled off the pull ring hidden on his waist, and a flame rushed into his waist.
Half a kilogram of explosives hung there.
Perhaps this is the correct way to play the mouse.
The mutant walked up to him with big strodes, stretched out his big hand like a pliers, pinched his fat neck, and picked him up from the ground.
Just as he was trying to figure out what was going on with this fat mouse, the fat mouse who was dying the previous second suddenly smiled evilly.
My husband will take a step first.
The rest
Let it be left to you!
He screamed with a sharp voice.
Long live the manager!
The fire exploded in an instant!
The mutant who lost half of his arm and head, his body was covered with countless pieces of broken iron, and he fell silently to the ground.
The fire that exploded in the wilderness was like a stone thrown into the lake, and was soon submerged in an offensive like a tide.
However, in the eyes of the trembling mouse little brothers, the inconspicuous flame was dazzling like a ball of blooming fireworks.
That moment
Their bighorn rat turned into light!
Brother Hard!
His eyes were glaring at the explosion of fire, Jingjing, who was lying in the forest, roared angrily, and his index finger was tightly welded to the trigger of the rifle.
The 20mm muzzle kept spraying with flames, dragging the traced armor-piercing incendiary bombs into the noisy rain of bullets, like a cluster of flames swaying in the wind.
Whether it was the trap and sneak attack of the brother who was forced to do something, or the 20mm rifle in his hand, it couldn't hold the mutant for a long time.
The lizard lurking in the forest rubbed its sharp claws silently.
He is waiting for an opportunity...
An opportunity to enter the market to harvest!
Twenty... The trash man muttered silently, even two rats killed, I have to kill at least twenty!
The last hundred meters of distance flew in a flash. After leaving hundreds of corpses, the mutant troops carrying rifles finally broke into the jungle.
The Jungle Corps retreated while keeping fire, pulling the mutant troops into the narrow forest.
At the extreme distance where you can almost smell the breath of the opposite side, the blaster with a safe distance of 10m has lost its function.
Not even just bomb guns
Long-range weapons except large-caliber machine guns or shotguns are almost useless at this moment when it is difficult to aim at the head and shoot!
Of course, this is the same for mutants.
The K-10 Iron Wall Exoskeleton provides extremely strong rigid armor to the twenty players of the Jungle Corps, which can absorb the kinetic energy of the gun bullet at the cost of armor deformation.
Unless you get hit hard or unfortunately hit by the vital points, it is basically difficult to die.
The opponent obviously knew this, so he did not lie on the ground and shoot against them, but rushed up with high combat losses to fight the players in close combat.
Midnight Killing Chicken made a quick decision, let go of the roarer in his hand, and pulled out the logging axe hanging from the iron wall exoskeleton.
The sharp axe blade can split pine trees with a thickness of thighs, and naturally it can split the neck and skull of mutants.
Looking at the mutant warrior rushing towards him, this time he did not retreat but advanced, and roared and smashed it hard with an axe.
The axe that was slashing vertically had a thunderous momentum. The mutant soldier had no time to react, and he did not expect that the human in front of him would dare to fight with him. The Tianling Gai was split on the spot, and the red and white slurry was sprayed all over the ground, even his teeth were chopped off.
He kicked the heavy body away with one kick, pulled the left hand behind him, and pulled down another axe hanging behind him.
The black breastplate was hung with red and white, and the bloody figure was like an evil ghost in the forest. The two woodcutting axes emitted a cold light.
The mutant warrior who rushed to his side was so scared that he couldn't help but stop his footsteps by the evil ghost-like look.
This guy
It's different from the guys they used to eat!
roar!
Releasing his fear into the battle cry, a mutant ten-man dressed in heavy armor strode forward and waved the mace in his hand with force.
The whistling hammer head dragged a strong wind, and the terrifying kinetic energy was like a cannonball, as if even the armored steel of a tank could be sank out.
If you suffer this, you will become a vegetable even if you don’t die.
Seeing that the fatal blow was about to hit the human soldier's face, the mutant ten-master saw a flash of eyes, and then a piercing pain came down his forearm.
The hand holding the nail hammer was chopped away by the axe that was chopped to the side!
At！
Screaming in pain, he staggered back, and before he could stand firm, a strong wind slammed into his face.
Bang!
The axe blade that was chopped vertically smashed a head again.
And all this is just a few breaths!
……two!
He was covered in hot blood and brain damage. Midnight Killing Chicken stared at the mutant warrior who stopped moving with his bloodthirsty gaze. The excitement in his throat could no longer be suppressed.
Totally crazy!
He shouted loudly, swung two axes and rushed forward.
Looking at the guy who was rushing towards him with a meteor, a rare panic surged from his dark green faces.
They always chased the weak two-legged animals and watched the guys trip in the forest, then cried and begged for mercy.
No one has ever dared to do this like this now, not only not escaped, but rushed towards them head-on.
This guy is definitely not the one they used to eat
No.
He is not a human at all!
The real hunting has just begun.
Twenty players of the Jungle Corps fought bloody battles with the green-skinned muscles rushing into the forest. The waving axe blades were like rolling meat grinders, harvesting green heads from the pungent smell of gunpowder and smoke.
For players standing here, cutting off their necks is no different from cutting down trees, they are their best jobs.
This is the jungle.
This is their home court!
Generally speaking, if the equipment gap is not large, with the HP bars, basic defense and recovery of the mutant, humans have almost no chance of winning at the same number of battles.
Even a 500 vs 500 showdown will be extremely difficult, let alone 23 vs 500.
Especially the confrontation on the front battlefield, there is almost no room for maneuver, unlike guerrilla warfare and there is room for pulling.
Just as Lao Bai said, this is no different from suicide.
However, the mouse was still a lizard, and there was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, and there was no fear of the upcoming fight.
Death is just a destination
They are all immortal heroes.
Walking to Lao Bai, the trash man wearing the hunter's exoskeleton said solemnly.
Those residents will ask you.
If the house is gone, you can build it again.
As long as the people who remember them are still alive.
Lao Bai nodded seriously.
I promise that when you come back, you will still have so many believers, one of them will be the same.
The trash guy grinned.
Hey, I remember.
After saying that, he waved his claws and walked casually to meet with the brothers of the Jungle Corps.
The group parted ways and headed in the opposite direction of the main force.
Looking at the tall and burly back of the Trash Jun, Qin Baitian hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking, "Sir... Big Horned Deer God, won't he go with us?"
Looking at the direction the group left, Lao Bai narrowed his eyes.
He is going to complete his mission and you will see him again.
Qin Botian sighed bitterly.
Although he is old, he is not confused yet.
No matter how strong that adult is, he is still five hundred mutants.He has heard of these years of living here that a mutant slaughtered half of the village.
Will see that sentence again...
I'm afraid it's just a comfort that is better than nothing.
……
In the vast team, Og, sitting on the convertible off-road vehicle, stared at the wilderness in the north.
The bloodthirsty pupils were flashing with the light of hatred.
Oulu was his brother and his father.
The old priest who delivered his birth said that they were all born in the same tent, or even the same human mother.
This situation is extremely rare in mutant tribes.
Few humans can live that long.
Even those who awaken will die in the seventh or eighth year and are taken to the kitchen by the butchers.
Perhaps because the human beings who produced him had great strength, he could clearly feel that he was obviously different from other similar people born in this world.
Stronger muscles, faster reactions, and tougher physique... He was appreciated by the centurion at the age of seven, and joined the same hunting team with his brother, becoming a hunter in the clan.
Perhaps it was because of his bloodline closeness, his brother took special care of him and took him with him no matter what he did.
The first time he hunted, the first time he was cannibalized, the first time he slaughtered the village, the first time he received praise from the leader and the title of honor, and the transformation of machinery... It can even be said that every major event in his life was completed under the witness of Ulu.
However, Oulu was dead.
And the death was extremely miserable.
When he saw the corpse, he wanted to chop his teeth and swore in his heart that he would torture the human who killed his brother in the cruelest way until he took his last breath.
So when he learned from the leader that the murderer who killed his brother was hiding in a settlement called Chenai Town and allowed him to slaughter that village, every cell in his body was trembling with excitement.
He seemed to have seen the group of despicable, cowardly and thin two-legged animals crawling under his feet trembling.
Ah, how ugly it is...
Not only hatred and anger burned in his pupils, but also a layer of excitement.
Get a little faster!Ogre shouted loudly with a rough voice.
The mutant sitting in the driver's seat got the order, grabbed the intercom hanging on the central control, and yelled excitedly towards the communication channel.
Oger said hurry up!
Rude roars echoed in the communication channel.
Og!
The wheels of vehicles were spinning faster. The mutant soldiers chasing behind ran hard, and the saliva that fell out of their mouths was everywhere. After a while, they fell off the team panting.
This is true every time you go on a mission.
There are always a few stupid fish that cannot squeeze into the truck and cannot keep up with the team. In the end, they wander around and don’t know where they have gone. Occasionally, they will bring back one or two unlucky men and women to prove that they are not fishing or becoming deserters.
But this doesn't matter.
Qi The tribe never relies on those soft-footed shrimps who fall behind, but the real warriors!
At this moment, the group of green beasts did not notice that a group of fully armed players had been ambushed on their must-pass path.
In the forest.
Looking at the vast team on the plains, the Picheng paratroopers holding a telescope couldn't help but smack their tongues.
Damn... Why are these animals running so fast?
The record of a 42-kilometer marathon on Earth has just broken 2, but this speed seems to be just a basic fuck for mutants.
The powerful heart and lung ability gave them terrifying durability, and they ran four-fifths in less than two hours in a distance of 50 kilometers!
And this is still in the wilderness without roads.
Looking down at the vast dust shadows on the ground through the drone, the model worker on the ground said solemnly.
They started to slow down.
The Picheng paratroopers frowned.
Did they find us?
Xiao Xiaoxiao Shuworm shook her head.
No, it should be just a normal tactical strategy, to preserve your physical strength before taking over the enemy... I wonder if they will rest for a while.
He paused, and he continued.
If they have no intention of continuing to move forward after rest, now is the best time to do it.
Well... Midnight Killer nodded calmly, raised his right fist and swung it, and acted as planned.
A flame of excitement ignited in his eyes, and a uniform answer was soon heard from the communication channel.
receive!
The hunting begins!
Twenty people divided into five teams and soon moved along the jungle to the front of the group of mutants’ path, scattering in an arc with a center toward the outward.
One of the anti-tank squads stepped forward, and four players, including the squad leader, took out the RPG bazooka and aimed at the marching convoy.
Waiting quietly as the target approached within range, Midnight Chicken Killing immediately ordered in the communication channel.
Open fire!
The moment the order was issued, the four players pulled the trigger almost at the same time, and rockets dragged the thick white smoke toward the convoy in the distance.
There is almost no time to react.
The truck that was the first to be hit was bombarded, sparks burst into the convoy, and three trucks broke down on the spot.
Caught off guard, more than a dozen trucks were braked and turned, and they were crowded in the wilderness.
If the plunderers were attacked so suddenly, even if their morale did not drop halfway, they would hesitate to those who were blinded by the bombing.
However, it is a completely different story for bloodthirsty mutants.
I saw more than a dozen mutants thrown out of the car by inertia, but they fell on the ground and ate the mud, and quickly got up cursed.
The guys who were crowded in the car jumped out of the car, grabbed their weapons randomly, and ran wildly in the direction of the forest.
They're like animals
The difference is that they are holding large-caliber assault rifles in their hands.
Rush in!
Kill them all!
Oger, who was sitting in the co-pilot of the off-road vehicle, roared, slapped the driver on the shoulder, then slapped the machine gunner on the roof, grabbed the machine gun in the back row and swept it into the forest.
The hot shell fell into the carriage jingled, and the fire from the muzzle illuminated his hideous gums and twisted facial muscles, and thick tracers woven into a net on the plain.
He roared like a wild beast.
Go and die!
Hahaha!
The rain of bullets squirted into the jungle, smashing the thick tree trunk into pieces, and the caliber was at least 50 up!
The player who shot a volley quickly drifted and moved to a new position and then fired two more rounds of RPGs. Then he put away the launcher and pulled out the XB-1 Growler bomb gun and turned on the insurance.
Seeing that all the team members had reached the battle position, Midnight Killing Chicken shouted loudly and took the lead in pulling the trigger.
Free fire!
The blast of the muzzle echoed in an instant, and thick and long tongues of flame emerged from the forest.
The locust-like rain of bullets quickly hit the mutant soldier head-on, and knocked the mutant running in the front and overturned the horse.
The huge recoil shocked the soles of his feet to scatter a pit, and the model worker who was holding the roarer in his hand shouted excitedly while trembling his teeth.
Damn it!Brother Chicken!This is so powerful!
It’s really a blow to hear two sounds with one shot!
The warhead that broke out will ignite the second time in the air, dragging a tail flame toward the target, and after hitting the target, the warhead's striker will be activated to release a metal jet as hot as magma!
This thing doesn't look like an assault rifle, it's just a rocket that's been fired continuously!
A mutant sentry charged at the chest was shot by a shot, and a hot spark exploded from behind. Before he could even scream, he fell to the ground with his life.
The mutant heavy infantry wearing steel breastplate is also not pleasing to you. The steel plate as thick as a thumb is quite effective against rifle bullets, but it is like paper in front of the metal jet.
Og, who was sitting on the off-road vehicle, was also shocked by the power of the bullet.
A bullet hit the side and rear of the car under him, and the sparks shot directly danced in the back of the car. The two mutant warriors behind him screamed, and a scar on his back was burned, which scared him so much that he had a cold sweat on his forehead.
Damn it!What's this?!
This is the first time he has seen a guy who can kill a mutant with one shot!
Fortunately, the bullet is not fast in flight and is considered subsonic ammunition, so it is not easy to hit a high-speed moving vehicle.
Og's mind was turned on, and suddenly grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted in the communication channel.
Hearing his orders, eight off-road vehicles dropped their tails hanging behind the car, rushed to the front of the infantry and swam serpentinely, and drove an S-shaped track in the wilderness.
The large fog of dust and suspected artificial exhaust gas not only blocked the traces of the convoy, but also provided cover for the charge of infantry.
Staring at the large area of dust rising in front of him, he cursed in a silence at midnight.
Lao Bai did not joke with him.
These mutants are indeed not simple. Not only are they adaptable at a very fast pace, but they also learn the tactic of smoking protection.
This hindered the targeting of the Jungle Corps to a certain extent.
but
Those old green-skinned muscles obviously didn't expect that the trouble would come from their feet.
Since his attention was in front, he didn't notice the situation under his feet at all. The mutant who rushed to the front quickly fell into the mud and rolled on the ground for a few times, was blocked by smoke, and then tripped over the person behind him.
roar!
With an angry roar, the mutant who spit out the mud in his mouth struggled to stand up, and then he soon discovered that the clusters of dead grass in front of him had been knotted at any time.
What's this?!
More than that.
There were also nails and ropes in the grass, and some pits dug out by groundhogs.Although these traps are not very harmful and have rough preparations, they are extremely insulting.
The bullets decorated with flames were still noisy in the air, and there was no time to think.
From time to time, someone tripped to the ground by a trap, and then yelled in pain. The Century Team on the far right of the team quickly slowed down.
Seeing the green skin muscles growing one after another, the strong man hiding behind the bushes screamed excitedly.
Rush up!Poke their eyes!Bite their throats!Fuck them to death!
However, what went against my wish was that the little rats didn't listen to him, nor could they understand what he was saying.
He was startled by the green-skinned guys who suddenly broke in. Several mice who were still working on the trap were screaming, jumping out and turning around and running.
No matter how big-horned rats shouted beside them, they were not obedient at all and just ran away with their lives.
Damn it!These timid things!
Looking at the panicked mouse guys, he was so embarrassed that he cursed, but soon remembered that these guys were rats.
MMP!Sure enough, I can't count on these guys!
Looking at the mutants struggling to get up from the ground, he bit his teeth, pulled out the dagger hanging from his waist, and rushed up.
Long live the manager!
The fat mouse with a knee high was startled and the mutant soldier who had just gotten up was obviously stunned.
And it was this stunned skill that made it difficult for the force to rush closer and thrust his calves.
Europe!
The dagger cuts the flesh, and the mutant roars in pain, kicks him suddenly, but kicks it in the air, and instead is difficult for the strong man to escape and runs behind him.
Death!
Taking advantage of the mutant's center of gravity, it was difficult for people to bite the dagger, use four claws together, climbed up to his back along his left leg, grabbed the dagger and pierced it into his throat.
Thorn!
The knife cut the artery, and the blood was as hot as a fire, and the mutant knelt on the ground with his eyes as big as a copper bell. In an instant, the blood was flowing, and he died of breath.
Pooh!This blood is so stinky!
He spitted, and it was difficult for people to bite the dagger and rushed down from the mutant's back shoulder.
However, just as he was about to pounce on another mutant, a huge impact force came from the side, and he flew out and rolled on the ground twice.
The right half of the body completely lost consciousness, and the dagger held in his mouth flew out.
After coming back to his senses, he found that his right forelimb to his stomach was blown away by shrapnel.
If it weren't for the pain blocking, this moment alone would have been enough for him to faint.
The mutant soldier standing not far away smiled and pulled down the guardrail under the barrel, and threw the shell two circles thicker than his thumb out of the barrel.
Grass...shotgun!
He cursed and barely moved his left forelimb, pulled off the pull ring hidden on his waist, and a flame rushed into his waist.
Half a kilogram of explosives hung there.
Perhaps this is the correct way to play the mouse.
The mutant walked up to him with big strodes, stretched out his big hand like a pliers, pinched his fat neck, and picked him up from the ground.
Just as he was trying to figure out what was going on with this fat mouse, the fat mouse who was dying the previous second suddenly smiled evilly.
My husband will take a step first.
The rest
Let it be left to you!
He screamed with a sharp voice.
Long live the manager!
The fire exploded in an instant!
The mutant who lost half of his arm and head, his body was covered with countless pieces of broken iron, and he fell silently to the ground.
The fire that exploded in the wilderness was like a stone thrown into the lake, and was soon submerged in an offensive like a tide.
However, in the eyes of the trembling mouse little brothers, the inconspicuous flame was dazzling like a ball of blooming fireworks.
That moment
Their bighorn rat turned into light!
Brother Hard!
His eyes were glaring at the explosion of fire, Jingjing, who was lying in the forest, roared angrily, and his index finger was tightly welded to the trigger of the rifle.
The 20mm muzzle kept spraying with flames, dragging the traced armor-piercing incendiary bombs into the noisy rain of bullets, like a cluster of flames swaying in the wind.
Whether it was the trap and sneak attack of the brother who was forced to do something, or the 20mm rifle in his hand, it couldn't hold the mutant for a long time.
The lizard lurking in the forest rubbed its sharp claws silently.
He is waiting for an opportunity...
An opportunity to enter the market to harvest!
Twenty... The trash man muttered silently, even two rats killed, I have to kill at least twenty!
The last hundred meters of distance flew in a flash. After leaving hundreds of corpses, the mutant troops carrying rifles finally broke into the jungle.
The Jungle Corps retreated while keeping fire, pulling the mutant troops into the narrow forest.
At the extreme distance where you can almost smell the breath of the opposite side, the blaster with a safe distance of 10m has lost its function.
Not even just bomb guns
Long-range weapons except large-caliber machine guns or shotguns are almost useless at this moment when it is difficult to aim at the head and shoot!
Of course, this is the same for mutants.
The K-10 Iron Wall Exoskeleton provides extremely strong rigid armor to the twenty players of the Jungle Corps, which can absorb the kinetic energy of the gun bullet at the cost of armor deformation.
Unless you get hit hard or unfortunately hit by the vital points, it is basically difficult to die.
The opponent obviously knew this, so he did not lie on the ground and shoot against them, but rushed up with high combat losses to fight the players in close combat.
Midnight Killing Chicken made a quick decision, let go of the roarer in his hand, and pulled out the logging axe hanging from the iron wall exoskeleton.
The sharp axe blade can split pine trees with a thickness of thighs, and naturally it can split the neck and skull of mutants.
Looking at the mutant warrior rushing towards him, this time he did not retreat but advanced, and roared and smashed it hard with an axe.
The axe that was slashing vertically had a thunderous momentum. The mutant soldier had no time to react, and he did not expect that the human in front of him would dare to fight with him. The Tianling Gai was split on the spot, and the red and white slurry was sprayed all over the ground, even his teeth were chopped off.
He kicked the heavy body away with one kick, pulled the left hand behind him, and pulled down another axe hanging behind him.
The black breastplate was hung with red and white, and the bloody figure was like an evil ghost in the forest. The two woodcutting axes emitted a cold light.
The mutant warrior who rushed to his side was so scared that he couldn't help but stop his footsteps by the evil ghost-like look.
This guy
It's different from the guys they used to eat!
roar!
Releasing his fear into the battle cry, a mutant ten-man dressed in heavy armor strode forward and waved the mace in his hand with force.
The whistling hammer head dragged a strong wind, and the terrifying kinetic energy was like a cannonball, as if even the armored steel of a tank could be sank out.
If you suffer this, you will become a vegetable even if you don’t die.
Seeing that the fatal blow was about to hit the human soldier's face, the mutant ten-master saw a flash of eyes, and then a piercing pain came down his forearm.
The hand holding the nail hammer was chopped away by the axe that was chopped to the side!
At！
Screaming in pain, he staggered back, and before he could stand firm, a strong wind slammed into his face.
Bang!
The axe blade that was chopped vertically smashed a head again.
And all this is just a few breaths!
……two!
He was covered in hot blood and brain damage. Midnight Killing Chicken stared at the mutant warrior who stopped moving with his bloodthirsty gaze. The excitement in his throat could no longer be suppressed.
Totally crazy!
He shouted loudly, swung two axes and rushed forward.
Looking at the guy who was rushing towards him with a meteor, a rare panic surged from his dark green faces.
They always chased the weak two-legged animals and watched the guys trip in the forest, then cried and begged for mercy.
No one has ever dared to do this like this now, not only not escaped, but rushed towards them head-on.
This guy is definitely not the one they used to eat
No.
He is not a human at all!
The real hunting has just begun.
Twenty players of the Jungle Corps fought bloody battles with the green-skinned muscles rushing into the forest. The waving axe blades were like rolling meat grinders, harvesting green heads from the pungent smell of gunpowder and smoke.
For players standing here, cutting off their necks is no different from cutting down trees, they are their best jobs.
This is the jungle.
This is their home court!
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