Chapter 105: It's broken

One fell down, and the rest immediately fell into chaos.

This is a group of well-trained soldiers. They quickly grabbed their weapons, lowered their bodies behind simple cover, and looked for potential attackers vigilantly.

Several sporadic gunfires sounded from the south of the camp. Except for a soldier guarding the rocks, he was very unlucky to have his thighs scratched by stray bullets, and the attacks of the townsmen did not receive any effect. At the same time, the commander of Ferdinand Camp also determined the main source of firepower. The two soldiers immediately rushed to the heavy machine gun and skillfully pulled the bullet link to prepare for counterattack.

"Bang--"

Accompanied by the rough gunshots, a dark blood flower bloomed on the back of the soldier who controlled the heavy machine gun. He glanced helplessly in front of him and slowly fell to the sky.

Withdrawing from the shell as quickly as possible, Lin Xiang included another target that could pose a threat into the cross aiming center.

At the same time, a town citizen, about three meters behind him, aimed the rpg rocket launcher that had been prepared in the middle of the camp. The moment he pulled the trigger, a rocket came through the air with a light blue hot tail flame, shattering the simple bunker and several soldiers.

Yang Hua, holding the assault rifle, jumped up like a cheetah and rushed into the chaotic camp. Behind him, several townsmen holding light machine guns followed in sequence, splashing raindrop-like bullets on the still alive enemies.

The sudden attack and extremely violent firepower made the one-sided battle without any suspense.

Lin Xiang strode into the camp, grabbed the dead soldier's body from the scattered pile of gravel, pulled a few seized recesses open, put them between the dead's fingers, and buried them gently in the soil.

He does not need prisoners. Even corpses must be used in detail.

In the absence of technical reconnaissance equipment, Lin Xiang could not know how many harassing troops Ferdinand sent. He also did not have time to find these scattered armed camps in the wilderness. But this did not mean that the revenge operation ended. His next attack target was very direct - Ferdinand's medium-sized stronghold, the closest to Hidden Moon Town, Flame City.

In the city under the night, faint light can be vaguely seen. On the warning tower connected to the tall city walls, several high-power searchlights are slowly rotating, stragging every noteworthy corner with cylindrical white blazing light.

In the bushes about two kilometers away from the west corner of the Flame City, four 60 mm light mortars seized from Ferdinand camp were arranged along simple fortifications. Lin Xiang held the tactical telescope and looked at the buildings in the camera with distinct details, lifted his right hand high above his head and waved it heavily.

"Big—Big—"

Accompanied by the sharp whistling shells, they drew huge arcs and fell into the center of the city accurately, and exploded near the most eye-catching "Raging Wolf" building. Strong flames ejected from the window in front of the building. The debris and human figures wrapped in air waves were like willow catkins floating in the wind, surrounded by flames and smoke rising from the sky, and then burst out from the building. Although the attackers seemed to be able to feel the heat that was rushing to the face, and even heard the terrifying and painful screams of the dying person.

One after another, the shells hit the crumbling office building and the two closest guard towers. Within a few minutes, all twenty-six captured shells were fired. A few bullets flew from the city walls in the distance and accurately shot into the bushes that were very close to the gun position.

"withdraw--"

With a command, the armed townsmen hid around quickly spread to the east. Lin Xiang and Yang Hua were guarding a corner of the bunker, which was slightly higher than the ground and was blocked by weeds, as if they were waiting for something.

Soon, from the warning tower where the fire rose, four agile black shadows were approaching quickly in this direction.

These people move very quickly, and ground obstacles cannot stop their agile figures at all. There is no fixed direction in the direction of running, and they can still form fire support while moving. Obviously, they are the elites among Ferdinand soldiers. Judging from the speed alone, they are at least at level 5 evolutionary ability.

They searched in the darkness with a little nervous and confused. Night is the biggest helper of the hidden person. Without being equipped with a thermal night vision device or having evolved long-distance perception ability, relying solely on audiovisual to find targets is undoubtedly a futile action.

Experienced mercenaries understand the importance of discovering their opponents in advance. However, few people are truly willing to waste precious evolutionary abilities to develop in this direction. Compared with this special ability that is purely auxiliary, the significant improvement of strength or agility is more practical and tempting.

Following the trajectory of the shell firing, the searchers quickly found four light mortars left on the ground. This discovery did not relieve their inner anger. On the contrary, it increased the frenzy and desire to kill in the brain's mind. Only by killing those unidentified attackers can the possibility of the city being attacked again.

Suddenly, Yang Hua, who was lurking in the grass, suddenly pulled the trigger, and the heavy machine gun shooting position above the ground, covering the searcher's position. It seemed as if the roar of the cloth being torn apart, the powerful bullet poured out over the sky, penetrated his body unscrupulously, exploded in the flesh and blood, and broke out countless dense bullet holes.

A searcher who responded the fastest immediately turned around and ran away in an irregular direction. Looking at the rapidly shrinking figure in front of him, Lin Xiang raised his sniper rifle and showed an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Bang--"

The bullet with huge kinetic energy penetrated into the fugitive's vest and completely exploded its entire left chest. A shrill scream suddenly burst out from the target's mouth, tilted its body, and pounced forward with a bang.

Yang Hua, with a ferocious expression, jumped from behind the gun seat, and strode to a searcher who was not completely dead and was lying on the ground and groaning and struggling. He hugged the assault rifle tightly and pointed it at his head and pulled the trigger hard, and growled in hatred: "Damn Ferdinand bastard, you have today too-"

The fire in the "Raging Wolf" building has been controlled, and the chaotic crowd is busy on all floors and rooms. Rolling smoke surrounded more than one-third of the outside of the building, and from time to time, scattered bricks fell from the broken walls, causing angered curses and screams among the panicked and busy people.

Luce, who looked dull, sat in the office chair like a deflated ball. His hair was combed neatly, as messy as dry grass. His white face was dirty by smoke, his neat uniform was covered with dust, and his shiny military boots opened his mouth. Even the walls of the office were shaken by shells, a terrible crack connecting the floor from the roof.

"I'm done, it's done..."

He drew out his pistol in a daze, took out the bullets from the magazine, and pressed them one by one again. He silently repeated this meaningless boring behavior.

Flame City is the marginal stronghold of the two major forces of Ferdinand and Sosbia. Its importance is self-evident. Because of their differences in strength, Ferdinand and Sosbia both silently maintain an unwritten equilibrium. Even if there is occasional friction between the two armed forces, they will secretly make a certain degree of compensation for each other. The currencies issued by the two major forces are also common to each other in various cities and settlements. From a certain extent, this superficial hostility is more like informal cooperation.

Before natural water sources were discovered, the wilderness where Yinyue Town was located was equivalent to a buffer zone sandwiched between the two major forces. The refugees could make their own decisions here - go west, join Ferdinand, and northeast, and approach Sosbia.

Now, the balance of Moshou has been completely broken. From the time he received the report from Mart Liangna, Luce understood that this wilderness could no longer be as peaceful as before.

As the commander of the government, Luce is undoubtedly excellent. Relying on limited resources, in less than five years, Lieyan City has built a complete fortification, with a population of nearly 10,000. Together with the surrounding strongholds, a stable commercial network has been formed... In an era of sparse population and scarce resources, his personal ability is indeed commendable with purified water that can only meet basic needs.

When dealing with Yinyue Town, Luce strictly abides by Ferdinand's expansion purpose without any bias, and tries his best to strive for the best interests of the company. But everything he does has failed. Under normal circumstances, harassment tactics can indeed have a good effect. However, these damn guys in Yinyue Town do not play according to common sense. They not only killed all their soldiers, but also bombarded the city indiscriminately. The most hateful thing is that just now, the patrol team searching outside the city sent back a report - four special operations team members were buried during the counterattack and were all killed.

There is nothing in this world.

Food, drinking water, equipment, resources...even the population is pitifully small. Evolved people with powerful mutant abilities are even rarer.

The special forces are the direct guard of the Ale Sandro family. Only those with evolutionary abilities of level 5 or above are eligible to be selected. Although they are not as powerful as the parasite, they have skillful combat skills and tacit cooperation. Evolutionary people are not produced by injecting potions like the strengthening people. Compared with fixed strengthening abilities, evolutionary power has a lot of room for improvement. Even the new Alessandro, the residence city of the Ale Sandro family, is only equipped with fifty special forces members.

Luce felt that he was going crazy - Chino, Eralia, and the city of Flame was bombarded, and now there were four killed special forces... This time, he was dead.

These things have nothing to do with him, but they are triggered by his exploration report - Eralia is stupid, Chino is greedy, and the soldiers who were killed on missions can only be said to be accidentally. As for the City of Flame... Luce seems to have seen: his head is covered with countless charges. The company's upper class needs to find solutions to the entire incident, and the Alaysandro family also needs someone to take the blame. No matter from any perspective, he is the most suitable small fish with sharp teeth and big mouths.

This seems to be a problem left over from human society since the old times. When big people cannot solve a difficult problem, they will always catch a small person who is involved in the problem to act as a shield.

Poor Luce happened to be caught in it.

This is definitely not a basisless random guess. According to the reliable news received by Les from the head office - Master Frank is very dissatisfied with his performance. Some members of the Aresandro family also have a strong interest in the position of the administrator of the Flame City. They will never miss this opportunity in vain.

He stuffed the full magazine into the handle of the gun, and Luce, who was desperate, held the gun body with both hands, opened his mouth wide, and trembled all over, aimed the muzzle in it.

All his clothes were soaked with sweat. Because of fear and tension, his arms and body were shaken violently, and even the chair under his butt was squeezed and moaned "crying" with moans.

Instead of falling into the hands of the company's arbitration department and being punished to death, it is better to break it up yourself.

Thinking of this, Luce closed his eyes in pain and pulled the trigger hard.

"Bang--"

The gunshot fired, and the bullet did not explode in the skull as expected. Instead, it rubbed against the ears and spiraled into the cement wall behind the chair.

"Damn it! I'm trying my best to help Ferdinand work hard, why should I accept the treatment of those bastards?"

Luce simply jumped up from the chair, threw himself to the window, pushed it open, breathing the cold night wind hard, but could not drive away the heat. His eyes were covered with blood, and gradually expelled despair. He knew very well that this strangeness actually represented his hatred and anger towards the Arésandro family, or, from another perspective, it was also the courage to pursue freedom.

He was unwilling to give in and was unwilling to hand himself over to those trashed by them.

Rus, who shook his head hard and made the final decision, strode to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a well-crafted key from the innermost secret compartment. He turned and walked to the side of the bookcase, stuffed the key close to a hidden hole under the wooden cabinet, and rotated for several times. With the sound of tooth-inspiring gear biting, the flat wall began to separate to both sides, revealing a steel safe with a height of more than meter.

Pull open the thick box door, and a partition divides the space inside into two parts. More than a dozen gold bars as thick as fingers are crowded with each other, occupying the narrow upper part. As for the main space below the box, there is a stack of banknotes that are dozens of centimeters thick. Judging from the pattern on the paper, it should be the general currency issued by the Skeleton Knights.

Unzipped the zipper on his belt, grabbed the gold and banknotes and stuffed them into it. The pale pale face of Luce's face turned into a red color caused by ecstasy.

These are the rewards for recent transactions. Generally speaking, they are at least 800,000 skeleton yuan. They are enough to spend for a long time on their own.

Take out the backpack full of bullets from the cabinet and insert the sharp dagger into the military boots. Luce pulled open the closet and took out his most advantageous assault rifle. After doing all this, he subconsciously straightened the military cap on his head and turned around and walked out of the room.

The entire city of flames was still in chaos, and no one noticed Luth, who was about to leave. Even as he walked out of the building, the sentry standing at the door guard raised his hands to salute - for now, his identity is still the leader of the "Rampage Wolf" mercenary group.

With a gloomy sneer on his lips, Luce walked to the nearest armored truck and threw his heavy backpack into the cab through the open window.

Just as he was about to open the car door, he suddenly caught a rather unexpected figure as he looked through the crowd.

It's Mart Liangna.

She was still wearing the dark gray and light blue lace home suit, with a black cloth wrapped around her bare head. The thick smoke from the mercenary building seemed to make her feel a little curious, and she was squatting on a flat concrete floor, watching with relish.

If it weren't for this dirty and vulgar old bitch, there wouldn't be that damn sweet water place, and I wouldn't have ended up like this today...

Thinking of this, Luce's face turned grim and he closed the opened car door heavily. He held the assault rifle in his hand and strode to her.

"Have you fucking stand up-"

The cold muzzle was pointing at Mart Liangna's head, and the shaking firelight made Luce's angry face even more ferocious. It is very common for mercenaries to kill refugees, especially in the current chaotic situation, no one would pay attention to it.

The old woman stood up tremblingly, staring at the gun in his hand in confusion and fear.

Of course, Mart Liangna knew Luce. According to her ability to judge things, the mercenary leader who gave her a set of clothes should be included in the ranks of "good people". Although that's the case, his attitude at this moment was not friendly. He was even full of cold murderous intent.

That's right! He wants to kill me-

The long-term life in the wilderness gave Mart Liangna a special intuition about danger. She reacted very quickly. While the other party pulled the trigger, she also widened her eyes and shook at Les with her arms. The bullets ejected from the muzzle drilled through the flesh, spinning and opening shocking blood holes, which penetrated from the other end of her thin body.

The severe pain stimulated Mart Liangna's nerves like drugs. She was dying and bit her lips tightly and climbed on Les like sticky glue. Her thin fingers were fumbled back and forth on his body, and her shriveled lips suddenly opened. She used the last few teeth to bite the base of her thighs wrapped in black military trousers.

"Wow—"

The bone-thrusting pain from his crotch almost drove Luce crazy. He screamed shrillly, and raised his butt and smashed it on Mart Liangna's head. One, two, three... The black cloth on his head fell off, the bones cracked, revealing fresh pink and white brain.
Chapter completed!