Chapter 91 Art is Explosion!

  Eleven at night.

  The heavy snow stopped for a while.

  In the dark, the players with weapons spread out in an arc in the woods, using shovels to dig foxholes on the ground, simple trenches, and the work was done quickly.

   "Exciting! Not long after entering the game, there have been two consecutive team battles!"

   "Don't fight anyone for a while, I will kill ten of them!"

   "Gan, I have to stay away from you, don't use me to make up the numbers."

   "Am I that kind of person!"

   "Ghost knows."

   No one panicked, just a shot in the arm.

   This game is as real as it is real, and the atmosphere is set off too well.

   It's like fighting a real war!

  The rustling in the woods covered up the low voices of the players whispering.

  Chu Guang, who was fully armed, stood holding a hammer, with his hands folded on the end of the hammer handle, and his dark pupils were fixedly looking at the north.

  He is betting.

  Betting that Hai En was on the side of interests, and successfully persuaded the leader of the Bloody Hand Clan to lure him to march in the dark, and allocated a part of his troops to Xiaohe in the northwest.

  Of course, Chu Guang also prepared for the worst, that is, Hein stood on the side of morality and chose to help his former trading partner, so that he would have to face the main force of the Bloody Hand clan head-on.

   Then it will be a close battle.

   But he wasn't worried.

  Even if one is exchanged for one, it will be more profitable on my side.

   At this time, a player from the perception system came from a distance, stood in front of Chu Guang, and reported excitedly.

   "Respected Lord Manager, the people of the Bloody Hand clan have left the camp and are heading towards us!"

  Chu Guang was overjoyed.

  However, he did not show his emotions on his face, but purged his expression.

   "Are the props arranged?"

   "The arrangement is complete!"

   "Very good, pass my order, and the teams will act according to the plan!"

"yes!"

  The player stood at attention, put his right fist on his chest, and went excitedly.

  Thinking of the "props" that are going to be nearby, he is very excited.

   This is too exciting!

  …

  North Gate of Wetland Park.

   Standing in a dark crowd.

Most of them wear animal skin coats, and their vital parts are tied with homemade metal, wood or leather protective gear. There are blood-red patterns tattooed on their arms, necks, and faces. The weapons they carry in their hands are even more varied. .

  Although they look like a motley army of hooligans in terms of temperament and attire, in fact their combat effectiveness is not as weak as they appear.

  Everyone here is a seasoned veteran, and even the elite of the Bloody Clan!

  A bear in heavy armor, riding on the back of a rhinoceros with a nose ring, carrying a double-barreled shotgun in his hand, squinting at the dark forest.

  At the entrance of the forest, there was a sign with a skull on it, and it was written in scrawled handwriting—

  【Private territory, it is strictly forbidden to step into it. If you offend, you will bear the consequences. 】

  The corner of his mouth curled up in a playful arc, and Xiong gave the minion next to him a look.

  The predator understood, and immediately stepped forward with the ax in hand, raised his hand and swung the ax away, splitting the sign in half diagonally.

   "Let us bring destruction to their heads!"

   "Everyone, move on!"

  Xiong let out a hearty laugh, waved his big hand forward, kicked the mutant rhino under him with his heel, and walked in front of the team.

  The rhino began to move forward with heavy steps. At the same time, the fifty-five predators who followed him also pressed forward under the leadership of five ten captains.

  At this time, Xiong's heart moved, and he called his confidant who was following him.

  The man's name is "Ma", with a horse's face, a height of 1.9 meters, a lot taller than the surrounding people, and he is the bravest captain under him.

   Bear looked down at him and ordered.

   "Lead your men to go west and rush to the brick kilns by the river. Capture any prisoners you can, and drive south if you can't. We will wait for you to meet up there."

  The horse folded his fists and took orders.

"yes!"

   After finishing speaking, the ten captain was unequivocal, and immediately led his ten subordinates to speed up his pace towards the west.

   Eleven people.

   It is more than enough to raid a camp in the dark.

   Then, Kuma looked at the remaining subordinates with a cruel smile on his face.

   "We're heading south."

   "Go to the front and wait for them!"

  …

  Although the heavy snow has stopped for a while, the cold air in the forest has not dissipated, especially the rustling sound of the north wind blowing through the forest, which always makes people nervous.

   Ma didn't dare to be careless about the order given by the leader himself, and while he was moving quickly towards the river to the west, he was cautiously alert to the threats in the forest.

   Fortunately.

   There is no ambush here.

   Perhaps, as the businessman said, these savage survivors were holding their open-air meetings in the camp, not even noticing that death was approaching.

  At the edge of the forest, the swaying campfire can already be seen.

  A group of predators quickened their pace and moved quickly in the direction of the light.

   Soon, they found a row of shacks built along the river on the southwest side of the river.

  The door of the shack is covered with plastic sheeting, so the people inside cannot be seen, but there are tools for land reclamation such as axes and shovels at the door.

   In the center of the shack is a fire surrounded by stones, and there are some bones that have just been gnawed around it.

  Looking at the camp in front of him, a cruel smile gradually appeared on Ma's face, he loaded the iron-pipe rifle in his hand, and inserted a bayonet into the slot under the barrel.

   "We'll sneak in for a while and keep quiet."

   "If you can use a gun, try not to use it."

   "If anyone resists, stab them to death!"

  Received the order of the boss, the looters either installed bayonets on the barrels of their guns, or pulled out close-combat weapons such as maces and short spears from their waists, and were ready to slaughter the enemy in their sleep.

  A group of people approached quietly and entered the camp without a sound. They shared a shack with tacit understanding, and one left and one right controlled the door.

   Seeing that all the shacks were under control, the horse raised his right fist and made a gesture of action. A group of people started together and opened the curtain of the shack with bayonets—

Then.

  Everyone was stunned.

   There is nothing in it.

   No, not at all.

  In almost every shack, there is an iron bucket covered with wood tar.

   "Get out!"

   Ma's face changed wildly, and he was the first to react and shouted loudly.

  However, it was still a step too late.

  About a dozen fire arrows decorated with flames flew from the other side of the river like locusts, and landed in the camp one after another.

  The plastic sheet on the shack was ignited by the fire arrow, and instantly shrank into a group of burning oil droplets and fell, and then ignited the iron barrel wrapped in wood tar and the gunpowder in the iron barrel.

  Boom! !

  The explosions triggered by the chain reaction raged in the camp one after another, and the fleeing looters had just escaped halfway, before they were swallowed up by the thick smoke wrapped in iron sheets and the flames of the explosion.

   Two looters were killed on the spot!

  The remaining nine people are not dead but also injured!

  One unlucky one was even ignited by the splashed kerosene, fell on the ground and rolled wildly, screaming like a wolf and ghosts.

   The screams became weaker and weaker, and soon disappeared.

  Seeing the miserable appearance of his subordinates, and another reduction in the blink of an eye, the horse's eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to grind his teeth, and roared angrily.

   "You cowards! What kind of skill is a sneak attack!"

   "There is a kind of man, come out and fight with me!"

   "Cough—"

   Smoke choked my throat.

   Ignoring the **** mess behind him, he buried his head and got out of the billowing smoke, and the rifle in his hand fired one after another towards the other side of the river.

boom-!

  The flames flickered, and the sound of gunfire was chaotic.

  The rest of the looters also fought back in the direction of the bow and arrow, but they fired more than a dozen shots in a row, but they didn't even see a single person, only watching the arrows whizzing above their heads.

   Morale began to falter.

   Not only the horse panicked, but all his subordinates panicked and began to fight and retreat.

  At this time, the players ambushing on their west side were gearing up excitedly, waiting for the opportunity to kill them.

   "Urgent! Urgent! Hahaha, they are in a hurry!"

   "The elite monster is crippled! Suspected to be a ten-man leader!"

   "Damn, Commander! Go! Brothers, catch the living!"

   "Ambition to fall into battle!"

   "You die!"

   "Long live Demacia!"

   "For Yaya's Mushroom Soup!"

   The players yelled and screamed, and excitedly rushed out from the nearby bushes. There is no such thing as the same ancestral arts.

  At the same time, the supporting players on the other side of the river also stopped shooting arrows. They pulled out shovels, axes, and sickles one after another, waded across the ankle-deep shallows, cooperated with the friendly forces to encircle the opposite bank, and joined the carnival.

  There are people everywhere!

  The sounds of gunfire, footsteps, and shouts of killing resounded all over the place. Under the cover of night, they surged in like a tide. It was impossible to know how many people there were, let alone where they came from.

  The predators who had just emerged from the flames and rushed into the forest felt as if their eyes had been smeared with ink, and they couldn't see anything.

  Ma struggled to hang down the jammed receiver, ejected the jammed shell, and shouted at his subordinates at the same time.

   "Retreat! Retreat south!"

  The sliver of reason in their hearts told Ma that the only way for them to survive now was to join the large army in the south.

However.

  Someone can't even think of things that he can think of?

  The line of defense against the large army was on the south side. If he fled north through the burning camp, he still had a chance to survive. Running to the south was almost equivalent to flushing the trenches with his face!

   Just when the horse and a group of subordinates were hit head-on, the elite of the Blood Hand clan who was marching towards the outpost also heard the explosion from the northwest side.

"what's the situation?"

   "It seems to come from the brick kiln by the river..."

   "Difficult, could it be that something happened to Ma and the others?!"

   "No way, that's a horse...I saw him tear a nibbler with my own eyes!"

  The predators looked at each other, whispering in low voices.

  Intuition told them that there was something wrong with five explosions in a row.

  Xiong frowned and looked to the northwest, with a surprised expression.

  The horse is his confidant, and he knows very well that none of the equipment under his command can make such a sound.

   In this way, there is only one possibility!

   "Damn it! Everyone head to the northwest!" The bear was anxious and angry, kicking the mutated rhinoceros in the abdomen, urging it to roar.

   "Everyone run!"

"quick!"

  The death of badger and 猹 is not enough to cause him pain, but if even the horse is dead, not only the blood hand clan will suffer heavy losses, but his prestige in the tribe will also plummet.

  At the moment, I don’t care about the formation anymore. The predators didn’t have the habit of lining up at all, so the team stretched long before and after running.

  The other four captains felt that something was wrong, but this time they didn't dare to raise their opinions, so they could only bite the bullet and tell the lagging brothers to follow.

  With a distance of less than 600 meters, support is only a matter of minutes. Even if the forest terrain is not convenient for running, it is still much better than those obstacles in the city.

  The fire ahead is getting closer and closer.

   That dazzling fire, even if you look at it from a distance, you can feel the shocking heat.

   "Fuck! Didn't you all eat? Let me run!"

   Till now, there was still no trace of the horse, only the rising sea of ​​flames, and the bear was furious, cursing and urging his subordinates to speed up.

  The subordinates were dissatisfied, but there was nothing they could do about it. Although they couldn't even see where the enemy was, they still held their weapons and launched a sprint.

  Xiong set up the double-barreled shotgun in his hand, and charged ahead.

   But at this moment, in the mud under the light of the fire, he suddenly saw human faces poking their heads.

  Pairs of eyes seemed to be glowing green, which made the brave and invincible him panic for a millisecond.

   "Fire!"

   A sharp shout came.

  Although he couldn't understand what the two cadenced syllables meant, his fighting instinct still made him turn over from his mount, and his majestic body fell behind the thick python-like tree roots.

  Thunder-like gunshots sounded in an instant, crackling and crackling together, and the flashing fire seemed to surround them from all directions, and the sky was like whistling lightning.

  Xiong was terrified.

  For a moment, I couldn’t tell how many guns were on the opposite side, but I saw the brothers charging nearby were caught off guard, and the figures fell one after another.

   I don't know whether he fell down or was swept down by the gun.

   "Damn it! There's an ambush among us!"

   "The first thing I do when I go back is to chop up that Hai En!!"

   "First, let's go back and talk about it..."

   "Grass! How many guns are there on the other side?!"

   "How do I feel about at least two machine guns!"

   "Ahhh!"

  Hearing the terrified voices of the brothers, Xiong was also panicked.

  The mount that was running towards the opposite position had been shot to death randomly, and the body lay motionless beside a tree 20 meters away, and even the few bullet holes on its body could not be seen clearly.

  Xiong didn't dare to poke his head to look, he didn't dare to bet his head on the opponent's marksmanship.

   But when he recovered his breath and listened quietly to the whistling sound above his head, he faintly felt that something was wrong.

   What do you say?

  This thunder and lightning do not match!

  In an instant, he came back to his senses, and shouted angrily.

   "No! It's not a gunshot! It's... this!"

  Xiong just wanted to say something, but couldn't think of what that thing was called.

  In fact, he guessed right, it was really not a gunshot, but two earthen firecrackers made of waste paper, gunpowder and brick powder.

  In this day and age, people can’t even get enough to eat, so there are still people playing with cannons. I don’t know if this thing is normal.

  However, I have to admit that in this dark environment, two firecrackers at one point, with rifles interspersed in the middle, really have the miraculous effect of misleading people.

  The looters were running out of breath, and before they saw where the enemy was, they were taken such a head-on blow. People were stunned, how could they think that the other side was cheating?

  Crawling on the ground, they only felt that two machine guns had been moved from the opposite side, and they were shooting at them.

  Especially when the teammates next to him were lying down one after another, it was impossible to see who had been shot. One and two were so frightened by the sound of firecrackers mixed with gunshots that they didn't even dare to lift their heads, let alone put their heads back to fight back.

   Besides, it’s still fighting against the light...

   Just when the four predator teams were completely stunned, the players squatting on the two wings of the trench had already left the bunker, and under the cover of gunfire, they outflanked the predator's east and west sides from the side.

   Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure moving towards the two wings of his own position, and the bear let out a roar.

   "Their men are scattered!"

   "Everyone charge!"

   "Don't lie on your stomach, it's not a gunshot at all! Everyone come up with me, rush into their trenches, and smash their skulls with the butts of their guns!"

   Shouted for a long time, but no one listened to him.

  The successive ambushes have brought the morale of these mob to the brink of collapse.

  Xiong felt a sudden burst of despair.

  Maybe…

  Leaving the city and entering the opponent's home court was a wrong decision from the beginning.

   "Leader... the firepower on the other side is too fierce, and charging at this time is death!"

   "Fucking firepower! Can't you hear it?! That's fake!" Anger was burning in his heart, and the bear almost bit his gums to bleed.

   But he also knew that no matter how loud his voice was at the moment, few people could hear him, let alone listen.

  Knowing that the general situation was over, he looked to the east side, and with a sudden heart, he ordered to the few confidantes beside him.

   "We can only wait for death here, let's break out to the east!"

   Several confidants nodded nervously.

  However, just as Xiong was about to explain his breakout plan in detail, piercing shouts suddenly came from the western position.

  Xiong looked up, only to see tongues of flame piercing the darkness, pushing firecrackers the size of fists, and showering them down from the night.

   There was wanton laughter in the distance.

  Although he couldn't understand, he did hear a hoarse tenor voice vaguely.

   "Ha ha ha ha ha."

   "Art—is a blast!"

  (end of this chapter)