Chapter 806: Persuade

Soon, the scavenger boss also came, but he immediately put on a suspicious look.
"It looks delicious. I don't know if what he made can achieve the effect you want."
"Believe me, he is definitely the most suitable."
Seeing that there was no better way, the scavenger boss nodded to the mechanic.
"Let him try?"
"of course."
Miveman threw him to the ground, and then awakened him with a few shakes, which was not gentle.
"Oh my God!"
The first thing a human cook wakes up is to continue his previously unfinished screams.
"Where am I? Where am I?! A big gun, a big gun! You really took me to the front line! How long have I been in a coma? What have you done!"
The chef wriggled desperately on the ground, making Miveman feel like it was a fish on land. If he was allowed to continue, he might be suffocated by his excessive struggle.
"You are on the front line,"
Only then did the chef notice the scavenger boss. This big guy was covered with many piecemeal pieces of armor, and his face was covered with scars and scars. Compared with the mechanics who were covered with oil, they were naturally fierce.
Afterwards, the scavenger boss pointed to a temporary kitchen that had been built dozens of meters away.
"Have you never left the kitchen in one step?"
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Ignoring the scavenging boss, the fat cook stared at the head of the camp's battle flag, whispering intoxicatedly to himself.
"This dream has been a long time..."
"It depends on whether you live until you wake up."
Suddenly, Miveman's feeling broke out in the fat cook's consciousness, sorry to crush his daydream.
"...You are right, boss!"
Turning around to escape, the fat chef's tone suddenly became horrified.
"I'm still going back to the kitchen to stir..."
"Man, I heard how many stupid mechanics are under your hands?"
"Yes, there are a few, yeah."
"You need a stone thrower and a bunch of grenade."
"Oh, let me arrange it."
Hearing this sentence, the chef's face was as white as cream. Obviously, the threat that Miveman had against him was becoming a reality, so he stopped.
"Uh... Boss, I, I knew it was wrong."
After half an hour--
"What are you doing?"
Ding Ding Dang Dang, the crisp and melodious percussion sound attracted a guy who should not have appeared.
Meviman’s patron, drag racing boss Gogu swayed here somehow, and after stopping his heavy motorcycle, he pointed to the wooden piles set by the mechanic,
"What is this?"
"This is a rock-throwing machine, a tough thing, erm...though not too far."
Miveman said, glancing at the fat chef shivering in the kitchen.
"And it's good for morale."
"It seems that I have a problem with the car wheel, please show it."
"You have to wait until he finishes things here to help you work, Gogu."
The scavenger boss came up with a cigarette in his hand, and the index finger of his right hand hooked the holster of the pistol and kept spinning.
"Speaking of mechanics, the rice of shrimp is almost ready? Now the morale of the boys is high, and it will be another day. When will the attack be launched?"
"Immediately, proceed as planned."
Miveman pointed to the fat chef. The big pot of rice he cooked was full, the aroma was overflowing, and the nearby boy and the fart slobbered. If it was not the boss who ordered the death, and shot the two stealing guys, They ate all those delicious hot foods.
"We will organize a feint soon, I believe those shrimps will definitely show up and resist, when the time comes..."
The scavenger boss nodded in agreement and touched his chin again.
"It sounds good, but if something goes wrong..."
"Then all dirty cars will join the attack, and I will personally lead the team and flatten the place,"
Afterwards, Miveman’s eyes and footsteps turned to the trembling guy. Now that Fatty Shrimp is carrying hundreds of lives and a lot of parts, he still does not know.
"Hey, shrimp."
The chef's cowardly look prevented the mechanic from linking it to the war, which caused him to go up and down.
"You have to make sure your voice is loud enough for a while."
The fat cook shook his head and nodded again, after Mi Weiman touched the holster and pointed to the stone thrower.
After another half an hour of preparation, the boys brushed their guns, and the scavenger boss said:
"Ready."
Mwyman nodded, watching the westward slant of sunlight project the shadow of the rocker's arm on the position, like a mountain rift that could devour all.
Boom~~!
A new round of shelling of twelve dirty vehicles and tanks cleared several exposed fire points of the human position. After a few trials, the boys began to follow the smoke and ash.
Compared with Ok's big fanfare, human positions are quiet.
Mi Weiman followed up quietly in the middle of the team. Perhaps his smile is a little different, but I feel that this does have a strange feeling of misalignment.
"Get some momentum! Salvo!"
In the usual fighting style, the scavenger boss gave orders.
The boys shouted "waaaagh!" in unison, and then the metal sheet hiding against humans was a volley that was a waste of ammunition due to insufficient range. The flames of thousands of large guns were spectacular for a while, making the technician's sight blurry. .
"Uh, although it sounds bold, it wastes ammunition..."
"Kill them!"
Miveman's words were interrupted by a burst of gunfire, and the grenade, which looked like a heavy rain, with various artillery shells and bullets in the front was stormy in the front, and the mechanics suddenly sweated in cold sweat.
Humans really started to fight back.
"Shoot in place!"
So apart from advancing a few hundred meters, the situation seems to be back in a sit-in.
"It's your turn!"
When Meviman waved his hands, the boys put the fat cook behind the front bunker, and he also prepared a large barrel of risotto and toasted bread.
"Give you!"
The mechanic threw a big horn into the chef's hand, which was originally used by the scavenger boss, and there was a bad breath haunting it.
"Uh……"
After a while, the chef looked up, but when he saw the boys pushing the stone thrower up, he immediately raised his horn and said loudly with a trembling tone when he said that his head was completely retracted into the bunker:
"Brother, brothers! You, you have no way back!"
Ding~!
As a blaze erupted on the horn, the cook shrunk immediately after screaming, and Miveman looked at the gunhole on the horn and pushed it back into the chef's hand.
"What are you afraid of! Thousands of kids! Let's go!"
"Soldier brothers! The elders and elders said! As long as you surrender now and lay down your weapons, you must guarantee and guarantee your life!"
"Fuck your shit! You traitor to hell!"
Suddenly, a hoarse voice broke out from the opposite side, but it seemed weak.
"I, I didn't lie! Am I not living well too! Soldiers and brothers! I, I know you have been hungry for many days! Here, there is food! The boss prepared for you! Think about it, be hungry It’s too much to die!"
At this moment, there was no movement on the opposite side. Miveman looked up quietly and then turned back to beckon. The boys put a few breads on the stone-throwing machine, and then saw only a few shadows flying across the sky.
It didn't take long for the mechanic's flexible ears to hear some commotion on the human ground, but it quickly returned to calm.
"Bros……"
The chef just howled, and then scratched his head and glanced down at the paper in his hand. This is the word written by Miveman looking for a guy in the overlord camp~EbookFREE.me~ I was afraid that the chef would forget.
"...Soldier brothers! If you die here! What about the relatives in the family? The boss said, this time not to kill! It's your name... Shadow...Prince of Shadow! Repeated attempts to assassinate the boss Our boss! But he dare not come, let you come to die! Think about it, is such a person worth his life!"
"Really! Don't kill?"
This time there was a change of voice across the room. When Miveman heard it, he immediately nodded toward the cook.
"Yes, yes! The bosses promised not to kill!"
Ten minutes later, I saw a few officers looking out of the human position. The head of the head was still holding a white flag. Everyone looked very haggard.
"We are willing to surrender, but hope you can guarantee the safety of everyone's life."
Coming to the position of Ok, facing the boy who surrounded them and the scavenging boss with a fierce look, the officer headed only said such a word.
The scavenger boss glanced at Miveman, and the mechanic nodded and stepped forward.
"Yes, I promise, I am a mechanic next to the overlord. I can make a decision about this."
The officer looked at him, then sighed and turned to wave the white flag on his hand.
Soon, ghost-like soldiers came out of the position, dragging the heavy steps and holding the gun high above his head.
"what are you doing!"
Suddenly, the scavenger boss made a roar, the boys immediately raised their guns, and the fat cook who was preparing to deliver a meal shuddered, looking back, but found that the officer pulled out the pistol on his waist.
He pointed his muzzle at his temple, then glanced at the cook, a smile on his face.
"Thank you……"
boom!
Gunshots sounded and the officer fell to the ground and died.