Chapter 201: Howling Mountains (Part 2)

"Boss!"
A faint voice interrupted the silence, a sneaky stopped behind him, and Momac reached out his arm to grab the guy from the ground.
"Stop."
Momac screamed.
"Stay alert and tell me that you have to say something useful, otherwise I will tie you to the stick bomb."
"I think I heard Xiami, boss!"
The fart shrugged his head and shuddered out the words.
"Did you hear Xiami's voice, or didn't you hear Xiami's voice?"
Momak's tone was quite impatient, his palm had reached the stick bomb on his waist.
"I heard Xiami, boss!"
The fart's words were a little more self-confident, and of course he shook even more.
"Before us..."
"How far? How much?"
"I don't know, boss...but I can see hot mist in that direction!!"
As the fart continued with a tight tone, Momak removed his telescope from the belt. This little thing is not cheap. It has a lot of teeth on the black market, but it is really quite easy to use.
They are at the waist of the ridge, a relatively gentle area, and there is even a small river around. The vegetation density is very high, but you can also see many white rocks exposed on the surface. For Momak, who is good at domesticating beasts, this It is a very ideal place.
Step by step in the direction the fart pointed, Momak hid himself in the dark. Sneaky is not his style, but the cunning instinct prompted to keep quiet before he approached the prey.
"I saw them!"
A small village of shrimps looks small, there are seven or eight wooden houses, surrounded by a low fence, and see the animals and shaking figures inside.
Trolleys and carts are randomly placed near the house. At the end of the fence is a cave with fire light inside and stones piled at the entrance.
Momac looked around to find the best attack position. There were a few low trees less than a hundred meters to his right, and a narrow stream was cut diagonally from the ridge, thirty meters to his left.
He had hoped that these trees would help them avoid the possible sight of Xiami, but the thin, twisted trunks and branches could hardly provide any sheltering protection, and Oak's manifestation could not be covered.
Momak made the last glance with the telescope, and determined that there were no other Ok war gangs around him. If there were other guys staring at this village, then he would inevitably be involved in an unplanned mess, This was harmful to his plan to establish a new camp.
Putting the telescope away, Momac made a decision.
"Go over to the river, a little bit apart, the fart goes to the front and back!!"
The boys rushed to the creek quickly while keeping it concealed, where the water was about three meters wide and the riverbed couldn't even pass their boots.
The fart steered the battle gang a little upstream, where the current bypassed a large boulder and extended a short distance south, almost perpendicular to the direction of Oak.
"Rush up at the same time! All who can pant are cut!"
The boys nodded, all opened their eyes full of blood as the battle came, and quickly entered their respective positions, hiding their weapons with bushes of wild grass and shrubs, crouching on the waist-high mud flat.
Peeking through the leaves of the plant, Momac observes the shrimps through the open doors and windows.
They were yelling and drinking, just like the kids, the pistols and swords were placed on the table at random, and the wild and rough atmosphere even made Momac have the illusion that they were kids in shrimp skin.
But Shrimp is Shrimp, they are too thin and too small, and they will never be rivals of Ok.
"Waaaagh!!!"
Momak jumped up first, raised his sword and gun, and when his roar of war rolled over the human wall, the otherwise noisy room was suddenly full of panic footsteps and the sound of objects falling and colliding.
"Waaaagh!!!"
The boys responded to their boss with a roar, and they broke through the darkness and slammed into the simple fence with a thrilling roar, and broke into the camp of Xiami.
The Qiming of the Oak pistol fire broke the dim environment, some hit the enemy, and others missed the target and whistled towards the farther darkness.
The humans who rushed out of the room lay on the ground suddenly, and many of them did not even see exactly what creature killed them.
The clever guy immediately retracted the room and extinguished the lights inside, trying to resist in the dark. Their bullets were shot accurately from the gap between the window and the wall, hitting the charging boy, splashing a lot of blood flower.
Others crossed the dead rain and ran to the frightened horses, trying to escape, but Momac would not give them a chance.
The explosion of the bullet tore the leg of a shrimp who had just climbed into the saddle. The other party fell in a scream, and then a group of fart rushed up and used a dagger and a spear to pierce the other person's head into a honeycomb.
Jumping around on the battlefield where bullets are flying, trying to bite any moving things, under the siege of animals or humans, it will become scattered pieces of meat within seconds.
The slaughter was short and cruel. When Momak cleaved the dying shrimp with a machete, only the remaining humans in the three houses were still fighting back.
Their cursing sounds are quite similar to those of Oak's howling. Many obstacles are piled up in the doorway, and there are a few children lying outside. Their marksmanship is very accurate. Once they are close, they are basically headshots.
"Try this!"
A kid lit a stick bomb on his waist and threw it into one of the houses, followed by a violent explosion and the sound of a wooden house collapsing.
"Damn! Stop!"
Momak rushed over the back of the knife and knocked on the back of the opponent's head hard, making a gap, the boy fell to the ground immediately, and then immediately got up again.
"Don't set fire! I am useful here!!"
With such a roar, Momac turned and rushed out of the door of another house, and the dense bullets shot at his head, but they were all blocked by the human corpse he was holding in his hand.
"come!"
Throw the corpse in force ~EbookFREE.me~ to smash a human being loaded with ammunition, Momak kicked his foot, and the obstacle formed by the wooden table and the cabinet suddenly turned into flying wood chips.
"Waaagh!"
With a knife in his backhand, he smashed some dried shrimp with a pickaxe on him. Momak became the cruelest butcher, dismembered all living creatures with a fierce hack, blood spilled on the wall like paint, desperate Howling seemed to overturn the roof.
The motivated boys also screamed and rushed into another room that was still resisting.
When Momak came out, in addition to his machete, his hand dragged a string of heads. The original green skin was covered with a thick layer of blood. When he walked, he could still walk under his feet. Hearing the crunch of soft tissue being squeezed, the bottom of his shoe was covered with visceral stomps.
The boys looked at him, and Momac threw his head aside, shouting:
"Look at the fart! Don't hurry up and work!"
Happy Dragon Boat Festival! ! See if you can add more tomorrow
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