Chapter 439: Broken City (Part 1)

The veteran Oul took the lead and went deep into the streets of Cadiron wàiwéi. More than a dozen children who volunteered to follow him crawled behind him. This was his first attempt to lead the team. In the past, he has been fighting alone.
The reason for this is also very simple. He has already gathered a thousand heads and wants to try the taste of being the boss.
So his newly formed battle gang is called [Thousand Skulls], and only the kids he thinks are the most suitable are eligible to join.
At present, they have not encountered any signs of enemies. The streets are quiet, and no living creatures can be seen even during the day. He does not know whether the shrimps here have all run out.
Just north of him, the other scouts sent by the two warlords were also scattered in search of enemy trails.
Although the main force is still on the road, the warlord's claws have long been extended, and the two big brothers are determined to get this city, and the sooner the better.
Ur does not serve any warlord. Maybe he can accept the command of the overlord, but now he is only working for the teeth.
He led the command team step by step, watching the surroundings with vigilance. It is said that there are a lot of shrimps here. Wuer did not want to be a victim of a trap, so he would rather be slower and be careful.
"There is movement in front."
Ur's deputy suddenly stopped, and nodded with respect to his boss.
He was standing behind a rubbish-filled rusty mine bucket that was used as a bunker, while the other boys scattered on each side of the intersection, crouching behind the flowerbed and the corner of the wall.
The air is cold and heavy, and it doesn't look like it is approaching summer.
"There are enemies, prepare to fight."
Ur is more keen than the other boys. He feels the shadows change and move, and the darkness is like a horrible and hungry dream of low temperature.
He drew out his formal weapon, a curved steel blade with serrations.
His eyes moved between the houses around him, he tasted the taste of copper in saliva, and various biological hormones began to burn in his muscles.
He suddenly felt that the weapon was lighter, enough to cut a horse's scimitar, and was easily nipped in a pair of metal gloves.
Click~!
Suddenly, something stepped on the gravel behind him, the voice was soft, and the timing was perfectly controlled to fit the breath of the Oaks.
Ordinary kid will ignore it. But Ur is far from an ordinary kid.
"This!"
He turned around and slashed, and the scimitar roared to life. Its fine gold tooth tips turned with a sudden anger. When Wuer turned his heels, they shattered the cold air, and then the blade of a rune-length sword. A burst of sparks rubbed out.
The enemies trailing behind Ur jumped back due to the impact, and even his force feedback armor could not absorb the power of the special war boss's attack.
Wuer immediately connected another cantilever slash, the shrimp, or the thing wrapped in black leather armor, his own weapon was also activated and blocked in an instant, and then the two weapons shook each other, more sparks splashed .
With a scream, the rest of the figures sprang out.
They were lurking around the edge of the street, evading along the walls and roofs covered with cobweb-shaped wires, and now they ignited angrily and made a hateful cry.
Without exception, they wore black leather armor and were not as flexible as humans. They attacked Ur from every angle, claw blades cut through the air, and stopped the gun from roaring.
In a few seconds, Ur was in a state of isolation and helplessness. The flashing electric light brought the battle into a black and white scene of and flicker, just like a still image playback.
He stabilized his body, picked a spike with a spin, and then a pair of hot claws struck the handle of the scimitar, and the other hit dug Ur's right shoulder guard.
The third sword shook the loot bracket behind him, and a flame-shaped sword almost successfully penetrated his throat guard.
"Guard the boss!"
His deputy got up from the bunker at the intersection and rushed over him. If he didn't, Ur might be bloodied for the first time in his new identity, or it would be his last time.
The roaring tomahawk hit the first enemy who attacked Ur from below and behind. Unknown black metal saw teeth cut the guy's leather armor, cut off the spine and let the blood spew out like a spring.
Ur finally got a breather. When he deflected a pair of claw blades, he thrust his machete out of his backhand, and then a limb rolled on the ground, spraying black blood.
As the four claws slashed at his helmet, Ur managed to avoid them by leaning back in time.
He blindly slammed his weapon into the shadow around him, his senses were sharp, and the killing yùwàng activated the pure fighting anger in his bloodline.
Vulcan veterans seem to be able to draw energy from the combat skills themselves, and each blow is just right, releasing a sudden, cruel power, and even many huge bosses are hard to see.
By the time the other Oaks of the squad came to Ur, he had already put down another nightmare with claws.
After a while, Ur realized that the rest of the enemies had disappeared, the street was suddenly empty, cold and deadly and efficient.
"What are they?"
The adjutant gasped and walked to Wuer's side, the battle axe in his hand pointed at the body lying on the ground.
"Shrimp?"
"Not very similar."
Ur shook his head and stooped to lift the black hood on the other party's face.
In an instant, a thick gray smoke squirted out of the other person's open skin, forcing Ur to stagger back, and due to inhaling some of this gas, he felt his vision blurred and his head dizzy.
"Cough, what the hell!"
It took a few minutes for Wuer to relieve himself. When he looked at the corpse again, he found that there was only a shriveled leather armor inside, but the contents were missing, as if it was just An empty shell.
Other kids also discovered this problem. As long as the skin of these corpses was exposed to the air, they would immediately decompose, no scum was left, and the gas emitted was obviously poisonous.
"Write down this matter, I am not thinking right."
Simply tidyed up and collected the scattered leather armor, and Ur took the team to continue to go deeper, but until they came to the central square of Cadillac, they no longer met other living things.
There he encountered other reconnaissance squads, everyone found the same, but only his team met the attacking enemy, which made him quite concerned.
But soon, Wuer let go of these unnecessary thoughts, because there is one more important thing waiting for him to do.
plunder.
You can get as much as you can. This is the order Wuer gave to the boys. The accompanying farts also went to find or build trailers. Before the warlords came, the entire city belonged to them.
Want to get rich, get speed.
Just as the Oaks had begun to plunder around the city, a group of shadows watched them from beginning to end.
"Just imagining nodding and bowing at the dirty creatures, I feel sick."
A rough voice was full of anger.
"Ok is just a tool, lord, nothing more."
Another soft voice with a smile ~EbookFREE.me~ came over and added a few seconds.
"Quite efficient tool."
"But I don't like to provide our intelligence to such unpredictable aliens."
"Master Faro."
A cowering voice whispered.
"Oak is not difficult to predict, the opposite is true."
"Huh, really, but your Deathfly Guardian can't even solve a small team of Oke Scouts, and your predictions are not accurate."
"This……"
The voice paused and then fell silent.
"The task here has been completed, leaving a few people to continue to deal with these disgusting things, others are preparing for the next step, that day will soon come."
"Yes."