Chapter 206

There was a fire in Dongliu camp.

About twenty marauders, led by two centurions, took advantage of the thick fog in the forest in the early morning and killed here in two directions.

There are no omens.

The gunshot rang out suddenly!

The old guard at the gate of the village was shot to death. With five flasks flying to the village, they hit the wooden fence and the house at the gate of the village, officially opening the prelude to the looting.

The marauders wore coats made of hyena skin, accessories made of human bones and animal teeth around their necks, and Ripper rifles with bayonets were like spears in their hands.

Screaming and Howling one after another, rude and unbridled laughing and scolding and gunfire have turned this place into human purgatory.

The fence wall of the village ignited a raging fire, which spread from north to south. In the smoke, I don't know how many people came.

Men and women ran to the outside of the village in despair. In panic, someone fell from time to time and was caught up by the predators chasing behind.

If there is a prisoner's value, it is a beating, tied hands and feet and thrown on the roadside. If there is no prisoner's value, it will wipe its neck or poke it into its back heart and execute it on the spot.

At first, some people tried to resist, took up shotguns and bows and arrows, fought back bravely, and even thought of dying together. He rushed up with an axe for cutting trees.

However, the cruel reality is that almost all the struggles are futile.

In the fight of cold weapons, these survivors are not the opponent of the predator in terms of skills and equipment.

Before the hunter who took up the gun and resisted fired a few shots, he was pressed behind the bunker by the dense bullets. Finally, he was either killed in the street when he retreated, or stabbed into a sieve by countless bayonets.

In fact, the survivors of Dongliu camp are not weak.

But unfortunately, what they met was chewing bones

These people are completely different from the predators they have met before!

They are well equipped and well trained.

When advancing, someone will cover and shoot. When charging, you know when to get together and when to break up.

Even if they had invaded the stronghold, they did not scatter into a handful of sand. Instead, they planned to sweep away the resistance in the village, surrounded the fleeing survivors and rushed to the northwest corner of the village.

There is a mud wall and the thickest wall in the whole village.

The nearby house is far away, and there is no place to cushion their feet. The survivors who are driven there are like lambs in the sheep pen. They can only lead their necks to be killed and slaughtered.

A man with a fist sized skull hanging around his neck and a protruding jaw, carrying an automatic rifle wrapped with tape, banged two shots into the sky and shouted fiercely at the panicked survivors.

"Hold your head in both hands and kneel on the ground!"

"Let me see any small moves you make, and I'll smash your skull with the butt of a gun!"

His name is Yu. He is the ten captain under steel teeth. He was ordered to lead the troops to the nearby area to search for supplies together with another ten captain named "iron knee".

The sight swept from the villagers, and Yu's sight stayed on several pretty women.

A glimmer of greed flashed in his eyes, but he soon calmed down. With a curse in his mouth, he turned and asked his men to search for supplies.

"Hurry up! Take away the grain and valuable things, and burn the others!"

"Don't fuck haw!"

"Those who want to have fun will have time to toss around when they return to the stronghold!"

The supplies prepared for the large forces were robbed by a group of unidentified survivors. Their boss did not intend to give up. He decided to loot on the spot and plunder the food, cotton clothes and fuel they needed from the nearby survivor settlements.

Before departure, the staff officer in a navy blue coat told them to make a quick decision and remember not to love war, let alone waste time on fun.

If it weren't for the prestige of the staff officer, Yu wouldn't leave like this if he said anything. He had to have fun with his brothers.

Among the bone chewing tribes, those staff officers in navy blue coats have a high status.

They had never fought before and had never won so easily.

Thanks to those in navy blue coats, they are now almost invincible. They have not only solved the enemy, but also swept the whole central region. Few survivors can stop them.

The culture of predators is the worship of the strong. They can take them to grab more slaves and treasures, that is their head wolf!

Even Lord steel teeth respected the staff officer. Yu didn't want to be caught and shot to sacrifice the flag.

He knew what his leader's nature was. He was ruthless to the enemy and his own people.

He pulled out all the more than twenty seriously wounded friends he found this morning. Feather still remembers what their leader said at that time——

Cumbersome, unworthy to live!

The villagers were taken to the well in the middle of the village.

This is the square of the village.

Food, clothing, use... All valuable booty were found from the house and thrown into the open space.

Two marauders went up and pushed them with bayonets under the muzzle of their guns, dividing the villagers into two groups according to the criteria of usefulness and uselessness.

They will kill a group of people who can't walk as food reserves.

Then let the rest carry their booty and follow them back to the stronghold.

There, waiting for them will be a more cruel hell

Seeing a marauder carrying a bag of croissants from his home, the old man kneeling on the ground didn't know where to get the courage. He rushed up and hugged the Marauder's calf and begged.

"That's the last grain in our family. Please... At least leave us some."

The predator was stunned at first, then smiled grimly on his face and smashed the old man to the ground with the butt of a gun.

"Where's the old thing!"

Leave a little?

First think about how to keep your life!

With a bang of a gun, the old man fell into the snow, and blood seeped from his head.

The predator grabbed him by the collar, dragged him aside from the middle of the road, stripped off his clothes and threw them into the pile of booty.

The survivors around were silent.

The ferocity of those marauders made their hands and feet cold. No one dared to speak, let alone resist.

The blood spread all the way from the gate of the village to the well in the middle of the village, and also to the depths of their hearts.

These people are demons!

Looking at the grandpa in the corner, the boy covered his sister who wanted to scream and stared at the man who killed his grandpa with hatred in his eyes.

Seems to have noticed the boy's line of sight.

The predator glanced around him with interest and came up to him as if he had found something interesting.

"Is that old thing your father?"

The boy didn't speak, just stared at him.

The predator squinted and suddenly noticed the girl in his arms. A trace of evil thoughts flashed in his eyes.

Thinking of something funny, he pulled out a rusty dagger from the edge of his boots, threw it in front of the boy and said in a teasing tone.

"Give you a chance."

"If you win me, I'll let you go."

"Lost, she belongs to me."

The neighbor kneeling nearby pulled the boy and begged the predator.

"He's still a child... Let him go."

"Did I ask you?"

The predator pulled the bolt of the gun impatiently.

However, before he lifted the muzzle of the gun, he burst a string of blood mist on his back as if he had been hit by something.

Bang -!

Thunderous gunfire came from afar and echoed in the forest.

The blood from the predator's chest splashed the faces of the survivors around. People fell on the ground in panic, fled into the buildings and hid behind the shelter.

The marauders around had no time to stop. Their faces were also full of panic. They looked around and opened fire on the slope outside the village.

However, they chose the wrong direction, and the bullet landed on the snow pile about 100 meters away from night ten and the strong wind.

Seeing that no one noticed him, the boy picked up the rusty dagger on the ground and threw it like a rabbit on the predator who was shot in the chest. He stabbed him in the chest like crazy. It was like chopping meat.

At first, the predator was still twitching and struggling to avoid. At the back, blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, his eyes were loose and stopped moving.

The Marauder not far away saw it, angrily scolded, raised his rifle and swept a shuttle at the boy.

The bullets whizzed past in the chaos. I don't know where they hit. The boy rolled over to the right side of the body, and I don't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Shit, I can't stand it!"

Everything else about this game is very good, but sometimes it's a little redundant!

Night ten cursed and pulled the bolt of the gun, aimed at the predator who was staring at the boy, and pulled the trigger again.

Bang -!

This is a shot in the head!

The predator, whose skull was smashed, fell into the snow pile next to the stone well without saying a word.

"It's all right. Fang Changhe and quitting smoking have just arrived... One second early and one second late is not an obstacle."

After taking a deep breath, the wind calmly held the telescope. After looking for a while in the village, it soon locked on the man with his jaw forward.

"Do you see the shack hung with red cloth at 2 o'clock? The man next to him has a skull hanging on his chest, which is suspected to be the leader of the predator."

"I see."

"Kill him -"

While he was talking, the strong wind suddenly saw that the man looked straight at him.

At the moment of sight contact, the man suddenly jumped aside like a leopard.

Bang -!

When the gunshot rang out, the bullet hit the snow and splashed a string of snowflakes.

At night ten, holding the bolt of the gun, he looked confused and moved his eyes from the sniper mirror. I can't believe that the gun was hidden.

"Sleeping trough? What's the situation?"

"We're on the west side..." the strong wind looked up at the rising sun in the East and looked dignified, "careless."

The west side is a high slope.

But this side is sunny!

Now the sun has risen and the morning fog has dispersed. It is probably the reflection of the sniper mirror that exposes their position!

However, Fengfeng feels that things may not be so simple.

The man's insight and reaction speed were fast enough to make him feel incredible.

At this time, the strong wind suddenly remembered the "bear" that was turned over by the manager with a hammer during the decisive battle with the bloody hand clan.

Is it

Is it the awakened one!?

Miss didn't stop shooting at night. She immediately adjusted the muzzle to aim at the next target and shot the predator lying next to the wellhead.

"Third!"

If you can't kill the leader, it's good to kill some effective forces.

However, just then, a shuttle of bullets suddenly came from a distance and flew over their heads.

Although he didn't hit, the night ten and the strong wind had to withdraw to the back slope.

"Gan! Why is the fire of these predators so fierce!"

“……”

The strong wind didn't speak, silently took down a wooden handle grenade from his waist, carefully poked out of the bunker, picked up a telescope and looked in the village, and soon locked the fire source pouring fire to them.

The man had an automatic rifle in his hand, and a bipod and a disc-shaped drum hung under the barrel.

good heavens.

Automatic rifle to shift machine gun?

"The distance is 250 meters, the fuze time is 6 seconds, and the initial speed of throwing needs to be more than 41 seconds... No, it has to be faster." he whispered softly in his mouth, and the wind calculated in his heart.

Under normal circumstances, the projectile can not be thrown so far, let alone throw the same initial speed as the javelin.

But

His right hand is not an ordinary right hand.

Don't say javelin.

Even shells!

With the fierce force of his swing arm, the grenade took off from the hands of the strong wind, drew a parabola and hit the village.

The bullets from the light machine gun soon gathered and suppressed him. However, with a loud explosion coming from afar, the fierce fire suddenly blew up, swished through the treetops and suddenly stopped.

The snow on the treetops hit them all.

Night ten shook his head, got out of the snow, put on the sniper gun again, and said excitedly.

"Cow, brother, more than 200 meters of sleeping trough, you're so special. You're a human flesh mortar!"

I dare not make movies like this!

Pick up the telescope again to observe, and the strong wind replied without expression.

"This right hand can adjust strength... It's good to be used to it."

"Awesome! But what should you do if your equipment explodes? Will you be uncomfortable with your original hand -"

"Shut up."

The location has been exposed.

Normally, it should be transferred at this time.

However, there is a forest nearby. Only a gentle slope on the west can overlook the village. Even if it is transferred, there is no better sniper point.

Besides, the founder and the smoking cessation brothers have touched the east gate of the village. It's time for support!

With a sickle assault rifle in his hand, he rushed through the gate and pushed forward with the support of the long bow and arrow.

At night ten, when the gun was set up again, he pulled the trigger cleanly, clicked off a rifleman who stared at them and covered them to move on.

At the same time, the Raiders in the village were caught off guard by the attacks launched from a distance and near.

In just five minutes of fighting, more than 20 marauders have been reduced by 40%.

The remaining looters can only hide in buildings, rely on bunkers and obstacles to avoid the harvest of sniper guns, and stand off with uninvited visitors who have invaded the village.

Morale is beginning to shake!

"I think we can kill them both!" night ten pulled the bolt and said excitedly, "there's no need for reinforcements!"

"Don't be careless, keep an eye on your goal..."

Before the words fell, the strong wind suddenly saw a red signal bomb rising into the sky from the village.

A bad feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

"We should move."

"Transfer?"

At night, I was stunned. I thought it was necessary. People were pressed in the building and didn't dare to move. What else can I do with them?

But just then, the roar of the engine came from a distance.

The wind was startled. He immediately raised his telescope and looked in the direction of the engine sound.

Two trucks stopped at the edge of the forest on their north side, about 500 or 600 meters away.

About forty people jumped out of the car, divided into four teams and pushed rapidly from north to south. And their current position is just on the route of the team on the west side!

He also noticed the situation in the north, and his face changed at night.

"Lying in the trough... It's over."

Forty!

One spit is enough to spit them to death!

The Gale's face was also not very good-looking.

"Can you reach it?"

At night, he swallowed and spit.

"Can you hit... A ghost! I haven't fired 40 bullets!"

Not to mention that moving targets may not be able to shoot one by one. Even if a gun blows in the head, he can't solve more than 40!

After hearing the answer of night ten, the strong wind made a judgment in only one second.

"I have no choice but to withdraw!"

Although the reward for the task is attractive, the strength of the opponent has exceeded their business scope.

If we withdraw now, we will lose some ammunition. If we continue to fight, we will have to leave our equipment here.

However, almost at the same time when he made his judgment, the VM on his arm suddenly shook.

A line of pop-up windows emerged.

[task: reinforce Dongliu camp (completed)]

[mission (New): cooperate with reinforcements to defeat predators! (ongoing)]

The gale was stunned at first, and then his face was filled with ecstasy. He suddenly looked up and looked south.

In the forest, dozens of figures have emerged from the outline of the forest!

Lying on the ground, Yeshi also saw the situation in the distance and shouted out with joy.

"It's reinforcements! Our reinforcements are here!"

The voice didn't fall. As the charge whistle sounded, the sound of killing in the distance was boiling.

"Brothers, rush!"

"Ollie!"

"Kill!"

Earth shaking cries swept from south to north, like thousands of troops rushing through the forest.

People haven't arrived yet.

But with the momentum of the avalanche, the marauders in the frightened village were heartbroken and sweating all over.

A drop of sweat slipped from the feather's forehead.

He didn't dare to look out when he was pressed in the wooden house by the sniper gun, and he didn't know how long the reinforcements would come.

He only knows one thing.

If we don't withdraw, he and his brothers will die miserably!

"Go away! It's at least a team of 100!" the iron knee hiding in another wooden house shouted at him.

He reached a consensus with another Shifu. Yu immediately made a decision and shouted.

"Retreat!"

"Everybody retreat!"

In Dongliu camp.

The marauders could not hold on any longer. They left their bunkers and wounded, fled from the occupied wooden houses and sheds, and fled to the north.

The gunfire faded away.

The survivors hiding in the cupboard, under the bed board and in the ruins came out of their hiding place.

Looking at the destroyed villages and the bodies scattered on the ground, they looked at a loss. Soon someone began to cry or knelt on the ground in silence.

It's not so much despair.

Rather numb.

No one knows how to face all this, and no one knows how to go next.

The boy found his sister, patted her on the back of the head and muttered a word of comfort to her.

Ma zhanqiu, the village head of Dongliu camp, found the eldest son beaten into a sieve by the Raiders on the street leading to the north gate.

He held a shotgun in his hand, his eyes wide open, and two unfilled bullets in his hand.

The Adam's Apple moved, and the old man closed his eyes and said nothing.

Carrying the square length of the mechanical composite bow and smoking cessation with a rifle, he came out from one side of the street.

Looking at the mess in this place and the tragedy like purgatory in the world, he quit smoking and spit.

"Has the game always been so real..."

"It's always been, and we've seen worse before you came. Fortunately, with the filter of emotional passivation, taking off your helmet is like having a sober dream. The parts in the dream that make your brain uncomfortable will be blurred, so don't worry," Fang Long patted on the shoulder of quitting smoking. "Just get used to it."

I can't get used to it. There are easier ways to play.

Like fishing, hunting, picking mushrooms or something.

This game does not stipulate how players must play. In fact, operators have been encouraging players to find their own playing methods in the rules.

Quit smoking, nodded vaguely.

Indeed

If it were in reality, he would be scared silly if he didn't say he was scared to pee his pants at the moment. How can he talk and laugh with his teammates like this?

Everyone is an ordinary man, not a crooked God of war.

But think about it, the body in the game is different from that in reality.

If you really want to be as weak as the body in reality, why do you play with a hammer?

With his body hollowed out by tobacco and wine, he had to breathe for a while when he ran 20 or 30 meters, let alone rush while holding a rifle.

There is no doubt that any scavenger can hammer him on the ground

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(I dare not say in the next chapter that it's before 11:00, around 11:00... I'll read it twice and upload it after modification.)