Chapter 233 - The Sacrifice of the Devil

In section 233, the sacrifice of the demons was not only skillful in their movements and formation, but it could be seen that these young and strong men had done it more than once, almost instinctively, quickly and methodically, suppressing the various blind spots of fire

At any time, they could gather as much firepower as they could to spread out among the vehicles

The gun-carriers looked around vigilantly, protecting the women, children and ordinary people without guns

"Sally, what's going on ahead

" In front of the team, an old voice came from a van with mottled paint and barely welded windows made of a few steel bars

Like other vehicles, the van had a complete windshield and window, but unfortunately, it was on the road

Because of all kinds of accidents, they were broken, and there was no glass to replace, so they could only simply weld a few crude steel bars to prevent wild animals from attacking them

Bullets and snakeworms still didn't work," grandpa Mulder, the pathfinder said that there seemed to be a battle ahead

Let's stop for a moment

" A woman with a veil and a scratched ak47 on her back was riding on a black yamaha suv

She ran back from the front of the team with smoke and dust

After a skidding stop, she turned around again and said without looking back," I'm going to scout

" Because of the hot weather, he was holding the front handle of the car and behind the palm of his hand, which was wearing a pair of mittens

His bare arms had wheat-colored skin that was as delicate as milk mixed with golden honey

He was a very young girl

" Be careful

" Inside the van came an old man wrapped in a black cloak

Her wrinkled skin was dark and red, and her gray hair occasionally appeared under her scarf

It revealed the vicissitudes of life and the sudden explosion of the surging power of the off-road motorcycle rolling over the large diameter off-road tires with coarse patterns

Raising a sand column, the sound of the engine that almost disappeared from the sight of the old man, just like this motorcycle brand," the quiet horse that jumps up suddenly (the level sound is getting weaker and weaker), a very typical motorcycle engine sound, maybe" yamaha

" The sound of the three words came from this

" Abik" old man held the car door and looked around carefully, shouting," village head Mulder Zaryev, what do you want

" A sturdy, dark-eyed man wearing a white t-shirt and a long machine gun chain crossed his brows and trotted all the way from behind the motorcade, carrying a Saber around his waist and a general-purpose machine gun weighing more than ten kilograms

He strode to the van and said," get a few people to follow Sally

I don't trust this girl

Look, don't let her get into trouble

This isn't our original Micary village

" Mulder, the leader of the migration team, was the village head of yuanmi kali village

Zaryev rolled up his sleeves, revealing the old wounds on his arms and a pistol on his waist

Although he was old, the hand that took out the pistol did not tremble at all

It was steady and steady, as skillful as an old hand used to this pistol

The bullets were loaded and no one dared to take it lightly in this strange place

After countless bloody and tearful lessons, no one knew which rocks or ridges would be followed by a group of gunmen firing fiercely at them

" Yes, village head, I'll do it now

" The burly man, abik, stretched his hand behind his back and held the general-purpose machine gun in his hand

The straps were slung over his shoulders, and the fully secured cartridge was filled with oil that had been carefully maintained on the chain

Apparently, after being modified, the chain was short, but it reacted

He waved his hand as he was ready to reload

Shouting at a nearby place: "Omar, Barker, Kurhuk, you guys, follow Sally, don't let her get into trouble

" At a high point on the left side of the motorcade, the riders of several motorcycles shouted back, pulled the gas pedal, and rushed towards the direction in front of the motorcade where Sally disappeared, getting closer and closer to the place where the gunshots were heard

Sally found a place to turn off the motorcycle and pushed it aside

Holding the ak47 on her back in her hand, she bent over and took small steps towards the battlefield to approach the desert boots on Sally's slender feet that were still american and she did not know where she got them from

Although they were men's, they fit perfectly, and they accentuated her heroic bearing

A woman with an ak47 carefully approached a pile of rubble

It was already very close to the battlefield, and from time to time, stray bullets could be seen nearby

The small black spots on the warheads were like locusts jumping among the rocks, screaming incessantly

The complex terrain blocked her view, and the sound of the gunfire seemed to be a one-sided massacre

Sally could tell if it was all the same ak47, or if it was a series of crazy shots

She carefully poked her head out from behind the rocks

She took a quick look outside, but it was just like that

It didn't matter

This look could never take her eyes back

Indeed, as she had expected, it was a one-sided massacre, a real massacre, a one-sided massacre, but she had never seen such a massacre before

He had never dared to imagine that it was more than a hundred meters away, but he could clearly see that this was the slaughter of gunpowder weapons by cold weapons

Sally had never thought that the day when swords could still defeat bullets was the day when a warrior covered in silver-white armor, one half shielded and the other strangely shaped long sword, which was frighteningly fast and rampant in the middle of a group of armed divisions, Every time the sword in his hand was waved, it would take a living life

Compared to the blood hole that the bullet had hit him, the death of chopping his back and shoulder and cutting his head, it was far worse than the killing of the bullet and the horrible sight of the frightened militants

They were almost not aiming, they were shooting for the sake of shooting

The bullets flew aimlessly around

Although there were still some rational people, they could not keep up with the silver armoured warrior

They could only watch as the other side slaughtered their companions one after another

Sally was stunned

Was this still a human being

The strange skill of the sword was like chopping melons and vegetables, harvesting life neatly

Even while waving, it cut the gun in half like a hot knife cutting butter

" Kill him, kill him

"" Damn it, he's the devil

"" allah, allah, help me

I don't want to die, I want to live

"" don't be silly

This monster killed dozens of our brothers and won't let us go

"" don't be stunned

Fire, fire

" There were corpses all over the rugged rock field, and the living militants were gripping the trigger and emptying the magazine until the bullets were empty

Either they turned around and ran, or they pulled out a machete or a dagger and rushed up

Of course, they would die faster no matter how they aimed or fired

No amount of bullets could hurt a silver armoured warrior, shield, sword, or even dodge, as if performing a movie stunt

By the time Sally regained her senses, the massacre was over

With her binoculars, she quickly counted the bodies on the ground

A terrifying number was calculated

67 people on the battlefield quickly counted the number of enemies, just like counting the bullets in the enemy's magazine, it was a necessary skill

You don't know when other enemies will jump out of a corner and shoot at you

All 67 of them have turned into corpses without exception

From now on, they will be fertile here

It seemed to be common to see them in their attire in this chaotic and impoverished region, not like the good people

In fact, they were armed with guns and ammunition

In such a region, in such a country, at such a time, There was really no way to connect with civilians

It might not take much explanation to figure out the identity of these people

It was the guy who made the killing

" The devil, it's really the devil

" Sally could not help but mutter to herself, repeating the cries of the armed men to the silver armoured warrior before they died

She could not help but shiver

If the other party killed the 67 armed men with guns, she would be surprised at most, but she killed so many people with shields and swords

This was completely out of the reach of her brain

There was a tendency to go offline

Although her heart was filled with fear, she swallowed, but did not retract her head

She just watched carefully from afar

He dodged the sight of the silver armoured warriors

Although he did not know what material the silver armour on the other side was made of, he could see that although it was covered with scars, it could not hide the strange patterns carved on it

It was as if it had once been a fine artifact, but now it had gone through disaster

In fact, if the J-10 itself was a piece of art, it was destroyed by two missiles, and the remains had indeed gone through a disaster, as Sally had imagined, even though there was only a layer of paper to the truth, although it was not right

Not far away, her heart was beating like a drum, thumping, thumping, but she was breathing heavily

She looked through the binoculars as the god of death began to clean up the scene

The silver armoured warrior groped among the corpses for a while, then dug up some food and water

Sally saw this scene

She could not help but heave a sigh of relief

Fortunately, it was a human, not a demon, because the demon did not need human food

However, when she saw that the silver armoured warrior had picked out an ak47 with a good color and finished appearance, her heart immediately lifted

Just using cold weapons was so powerful

If she took another gun, And let no one live anymore