Chapter 417: Big crash (7)

Ur, a veteran of the Oaks hidden at the edge of the jungle, was watching the small village at the end of the stream through the pouring rain, carefully calculating the number of sentries within his sight.
The four shrimps are standing in the open ground to guard, but their loose discipline and scattered attention are about to kill them.
Whenever the enemy showed such unforgivable stupidity, Wuer was always in joy. The cold raindrops passed through the thick and drooping wheat stalks, and then the sound of dripping onto the rock was enough to cover all the suspicious sounds, and the stream was rushing. The noise is nothing more than Ock's concealment.
He was a real veteran, and he had already fought under the rule of the overlord when the Guk dynasty was still called the Baishou tribe.
He is strong and cunning, survived countless life and death fights, he could have been a boss, but his character is particularly eccentric, he does not like agitated groups, nor do he like to kill enemies noisily, he likes Quietly and quietly, complete your harvest.
He chose to be a maverick kid, not belonging to any gangs and legions, just to satisfy his desire to cut a thousand heads.
Now, it is still 121 away from the target.
The crystal drops of water on the shoulder armor were dripping from the rough totem accessories. He quickly and quietly left the hiding place, moving involuntarily in the small and heavy raindrops. He tried to avoid his footsteps. Any small noise.
During the march, even knowing that it was unnecessary, Wuer gently took out his combat knife and tried the blade.
This action is driven by habit, a habit that was engraved into the mind as early as birth.
Part of the blade of this long-edged sharp weapon is triangular, and its edges are so sharp and lethal. The casting is to easily slide between the ribs of the enemy and break them without effort.
It was born as a tool for killing, just like itself, nothing more.
Thanks to the heavy rain, the visibility of those guards was reduced to less than 30 meters.
In the same way, because Ur’s vision is far beyond mortal comparison, the outline of the unlucky egg that will soon become the soul of his knife has been clearly reflected in his retina.
He has no regrets about the death of these shrimps.
The weak are never worth the slightest pity and tolerance. These creatures are destined to be eliminated in front of Ok, and now they will also pay for their wrong choices.
Ur kept an unbelievably quiet secret for such a large man, and after sneaking into a reinforced column of a stream wooden bridge, he found that he was so close to his future victims that his hearing could be distinguished Their different voices.
Just like ordinary soldiers, they are complaining about the current mission and the brain-dead superior officers. Although Wuer can't understand it, he believes that they will not speak again soon.
At this time, Wu'er was close enough to let his senses smell the smell of these shrimps in the mud, as well as the odor of the damp sweat deeply rooted in their bone marrow.
Ur tightened and relaxed his muscles, making sure his steel body was ready for the next move.
With two faint red lights flashing in the darkness not far away, Ur issued a soft reply that he was ready to act. This was a secret agreement he made with another kid. He was responsible for killing, and the other was responsible for observing. Although he rarely cooperates with other Oaks, today's situation is exceptional.
Finally, he waited for the first shattered footsteps of the first target to turn around, and immediately turned from behind the post, rushing towards the figure with all his strength.
When the first victim died, he didn't even have time to make any noise, and Ur's combat knife punched his head from the bottom with a violent blow.
The moment he fell, Ur squeezed the blade sharply, lowered the blade, and stabbed into the groin of the second guard.
"Cough..."
Watching his blood spew out, all he could do was give out an extremely painful gasp.
"Enemies! Enemies"
Another sentry raised the gun in his hand, but without waiting for him to pull the trigger, Ur rushed forward and punched him in the face.
Ok's great power struck his head into countless fragments. At this time, another bayonet struck Wuer. He immediately turned his wrist and used the palm root armor to block the attacking bayonet, and at the same time with lightning The speed hit the elbow to the last guard's chin at the same speed, almost a half of the head was removed with a blow, and plasma and broken teeth splashed his face.
After all this was done, he quickly squatted down into a latent position, and pulled out his combat knife from the body next to him, and wiped the blood from the blade with the body's coat.
It took him less than five seconds to resolve these sentries. He quickly looked around the surrounding situation, from the sentry in front of him to the firepower points piled up by the sandbags across the bridge.
The two firepower points on the opposite side are staggered by Shrimp to provide a crossover firepower range. Farther away is a huge undulating outline. Several protrusions covered by the tarpaulin are emitting a dim metallic light. Wuer calculated that at least there was placed there. Cannons with more than three digits.
The sound of rain and the roar of the stream did not make people notice what happened here, but there was only an open field from here to that side. What could cover his next attack?
"Get it."
He made a gesture in the dark, and at the same time took out the bàozhàwù that he had prepared from his waterproof pocket, and then waited breathlessly...
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! ! ! ! !
In the shrill roar, twenty heavy rockets rose into the air, and Ur immediately ignited the bàozhàwù in his hand, and then threw it at one of the firepower points.
Boom~~! !
zhàyào was detonated.
The piled sandbags exploded inwards, and the powerful kinetic energy brought by bàozhà lifted it from the ground and tore into pieces, choking people's smoke.
Ur didn't even wait for the shock caused by bàozhà to completely disappear before he was ready to kill. At the same time, he heard the sound of shooting and bursts from nearby, and he knew that it was other Oaks who also launched an attack.
By now, most of those shrimps have stepped into the grave.
He dexterously rolled into the entrance shrouded in smoke, posing an offensive posture.
He pulled a sniper gun from his waist and fired it from side to side.
The next second, he saw the outline of the two heads flashing after another firepower point, and he pulled the trigger twice, the two heads exploded, and the owner of the head twitched and fell backward.
Another soldier fell to his knees and blood spewed from his broken limbs—the sharp metal fragments made by bàopò hit him just now.
A bullet hit Ur's chest armor. He twisted his body and kicked towards the rear of the attack.
His armor-wrapped foot slammed into the chest of a soldier, the ribs shattered instantly, and the shrimp screamed and dropped while releasing his weapon.
At this time, the rest of the people reacted and rushed up to surround Wuer, shouting and stabbing with a bayonet, but the rainy night pulled their sight to the limit, they were even confused and unclear what the enemy was. position.
Ur dexterously turned his body and counterattacked with his deadly force.
Wherever the fists and feet go, there are always broken bones and the enemy is dead~EbookFREE.me~ When the last soldier fell, Wuer's senses were already occupied by the smelly plasma and broken and dirty internal organs. Looking down, The breastplate and the shoulderplate are also full of blood.
His sharp eyes finally scanned every dark corner of the artillery position, but he found nothing, and everyone died.
Hearing the fierce exchange of fire around him, he bowed carefully to the cannons, while carefully avoiding the bullets that swept around from time to time.
Through the rain curtain, he watched with pride as the shock of the Oak boys washed down the enemy. Their swords and axe harvested the enemy's head and limbs with an unstoppable momentum, but the shrimps could only be slaughtered at random because of chaos.
The wàiwéi’s camp is now in dilapidated condition, and the sandbags that have been nearly torn into pieces by explosive bullets have also been thrown aside by the attacking Oaks. Coupled with the fact that Ok has surrounded them, they have nowhere to escape now.
The roaring boys quickly killed them one by one with a powerful chop, and the battle became a túshā.