The two magic speedboats fluttered on the river one after another like sharp arrows.

At an ultra-fast speed of up to 30 knots, the island guards standing on the bow of the ship had to wear goggles, otherwise the river wind of more than 15 meters per second would make people unable to open their eyes.

"Oh oh... oh oh..."

The speedboat had just turned a river bend, and the excited howling of the black orcs came into the ears of the team members.

"All alert..."

The squad leader issued an order immediately. The two heavy machine gun shooters hurriedly grasped the handle of the gun and were ready to shoot. The bomber held the bullet chain and squatted next to the heavy machine gun, ready to reload at any time.

"Dells, this is the first wave of black **** we have encountered? I feel that these black beasts can't be killed anymore..." The heavy machine gun shooter Makili glanced at the shore with sharp eyes and whispered to him. Said his partner.

"In the fourth batch, I guess there may be a nearby village and town occupied by black bastards, otherwise we won't encounter enemies so frequently." Bombardier Dels replied.

"Asshole!" Majili couldn't help but cursed, his face became a little unsightly.

If Dels’s guess is correct, following the usual practice of the black bastard, some terrible things have probably happened in that village.

"Maybe many people escaped in time..." Dels comforted his companion, but his words were obviously lacking in confidence.

The Nassau Wetland Defense Line was lost very quickly, and the villages and towns in the border area did not have time to evacuate. Coupled with the fact that there are many hunters in the Black Orc army, it is almost impossible for civilians to escape hunting.

"Dells, you are smarter than me. Some people say that Lord Lord will lead everyone northward. Do you think this is true?" Makili suddenly turned his head and asked seriously.

"I think so." Dels said affirmatively, "Otherwise, Lord Lord would not be able to let the third batch of 1,000 recruits come to the mainland."

"That's good!" Majili exhaled.

Dels smiled slightly, he knew that this companion must be eager to go to the battlefield at this moment and kill every black **** he saw.

In fact, who is not so?

Every team member on these two speedboats has the same idea, and the same is true for themselves.

Julianne...

Dels muttered a name in his heart and pressed his lips tightly.

"shooting!"

A roar interrupted Dels's flying thoughts, and then he saw Majili quickly turn the muzzle of the heavy machine gun, glaringly pulling the trigger.

"His...His..."

"His...His..."

Two metal storms erupted in an instant, and dense bullets shot through the air and rushed to a group of black **** who had just appeared on the shore. They shot them screaming and screamed, as if they were cutting wheat.

Dels glanced enviously at Makily, who was roaring with excitement. He wanted to experience the joy of shooting enemies with a heavy machine gun. Unfortunately, he was not talented in shooting and was not selected as a heavy machine gun shooter. .

Makili is different. This guy's brain is not very flexible, but his talent in shooting is really good. The more than ten black **** who just showed up just now have almost been swept by him.

"Hi...his...his..."

At this time, other players who used magic air guns also joined the ranks of shooting the black orcs.

In the rain of bullets, this batch of black skins died as fast as they appeared. They just raised their heads and lay down on the ground covered in blood.

When the speedboat passed the river bank where the black-skinned corpses were located, Dels glanced at the pile of corpses, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

There were several human thighs that had been chopped off in the pile of corpses.

Damn it!

The killing intent in Dels's heart instantly boiled.

My guess is correct, there are human villages and towns nearby!

Dels couldn't help but glanced back at the "Flying Fish-119" speedboat behind. The Commander Reiter was on the speedboat, and he was sure that the Lord must have noticed the human wreckage.

So, what would the Lord Reiter do?

The next moment, Dels knew the answer.

"Listen to my command, Feiyu-118, Feiyu-119, prepare to dock, and each will leave 10 team members to guard the ship, and the rest will go ashore with me and prepare for battle..." Leitel quickly rose into the air and shouted loudly.

But it is a pity that due to the general marksmanship, Dels was once again reduced to a left-behind officer. He could only watch his partner eagerly, and happily followed the commander onto the river bank.

After watching his companions disappear, Dels walked to the bow, grabbed the heavy machine gun, and made a shooting posture, constantly simulating the sound of shooting.

"His...His..."

"hiss……"

Near the White Rock Fortress a few hundred kilometers away, Grum grabbed the trigger finger and flicked it.

The strong air current pushed the sniper rifle bullet out of the barrel. The bullet glided over a distance of more than 600 meters, hitting a black-skinned head with unparalleled precision, and instantly had a headshot.

The flying brain and blood spilled out, part of it fell on other black orcs, the other part was smeared on the ground, drawing a cruel abstract painting, and then the headless corpse fell to the ground with a muffled sound .

The sound immediately alarmed the other people in this black-skinned team. The leader of the team glanced at the headless corpse, with a look of horror on his black face.

He roared loudly, and the group of black skins dispersed in an instant. Some black skins hid in the grass, some black skins hid behind bushes, and some black skins squatted on the ground, raising a metal shield to block their bodies.

"what……"

Gurum was stunned for a while.

Isn't this the "preplan for sniping" that Lord Lord once taught? When did the black orcs learn this trick?

Obviously, in the mainland training journey before the island guard team, in the face of human sniper tactics, the black orcs suffered a big loss. After learning from the pain, they actually figured out the coping tactics and the methods. It was extended to the whole army and special drills were organized.

Otherwise, it is impossible for this group of guys to disperse so quickly and complete the dodge action.

The black orcs are really not to be underestimated...

Gurum sighed secretly, he thought for a while, and suddenly smiled.

Black bastards, try the master's support tactics...

Lord Lord has talked about this kind of tactics, but the Lord has never used it before, so today it happens to be a test on you.

Grumsch Shiran pressed in a bullet, closed the barrel, and aimed at a black skin hiding behind the shield.

This idiot obviously chose an extremely wrong way of avoiding. He overestimated the defense of the shield. How could a metal shield be able to block the sniper rifle bullet?

"hiss……"

With a loud explosion, a hole appeared in the shield instantly, and the black skin threw away the shield, hugged his thigh and wailed loudly.

He was shot in the thigh.

Gurum quickly filled the bullet and fired a third shot. This time the bullet directly broke the black calf. The broken limb rolled on the ground for a few times, and blood spurted out wildly.

Hei Pi wailed desperately. He glanced desperately at his broken leg, crawled towards the broken limb frantically, picked up the broken leg with his right hand, and tried to stitch it back together.

However, no matter how hard he tried, as soon as he let go of his hand, the broken leg would fall off.

Gurum sneered and loaded the fourth bullet, waiting quietly.

After two breaths, there was a noticeable commotion in a dense grass not far away. The two black orcs suddenly rushed out, grabbed the short-legged black-skinned body, and tried to drag it into the grass.

"hiss……"

Gurum pulled the trigger decisively.

A black orc who was a rescue companion instantly burst into a blood dance at the knee joint of his left leg, and his calf spun out.

Another handicapped appeared.

The other black orc became anxious. He roared, his whole body swelled sharply, and he was awakened. Then he grabbed the collars of the two companions, lifted them up, and ran towards the grass.

But the awakened had just ran two steps, and another black shadow flashed up, hitting his ankle with precision.

"boom!"

After a soft sound, the awakened one lost his left foot forever, he fell to the ground and rolled into a ball with the other two disabled.

The other black skins were immediately frightened, and no one dared to go out to rescue their companions.

All the black skins saw it, the enemy was clearly deliberate, the purpose was to lure them out of hiding, and then take the opportunity to kill them.

It's so despicable!

This is simply the behavior of the extremely evil devil!