The attacker's figures were still leaping among the fires, and the inexplicable terrifying sounds came again and again. All the hunters were attracted by them and threw the guns in their hands again and again according to the positions provided by the gunshots. But soon they found that their attacks could not work at all. All the guns could accurately hit the position where the attacker had appeared. However, no spear gun could successfully penetrate into the attacker's body, which was completely made of flesh and blood.

What's even more terrifying is that just as the gun was thrown out, the thrower himself was shocked to see: a young man in gray and white clothes flashed in front of him at a terrible speed, like a ghost. The unknown iron pipe in his hand also emitted a strange object that could not be seen clearly with the naked eye in a "spinning, raking" sound accompanied by the flames. With an irresistible speed, he drilled into his body...

"One Hundred and Twenty-six!" This is the number that Tianxiang pointed out after running through nine fires outside the camp in succession, and it is also the number of dead souls that have fallen under his gun so far.

So far, the progress has been quite smooth. The outer defense of the Geza tribe no longer exists at all. The rest is to push towards the fire in the center of the camps. Of course, there are more people there and greater resistance there. Moreover, it is still the center of the banquet.

Tianxiang kicked a dead old man's body beside his kick. He disgustedly put a piece of meat on the steel spear, and picked up the meat pieces in the barbecue and smashed it hard to the ground. It was a piece of human flesh. To be precise, it should be an arm that was cut off shoulder-to-shoulder, one washed clean, and the front end was connected to the arm with five fingers stretched out its palm. Because it had been barbecued for a long time, the meat on the arm had turned golden, and the edges of several small mouths were split in the middle, which was slightly burnt. The fat layer hidden under the skin had obviously been roasted, and large drops of meat oil kept coming out of the gap in the broken arm. It flowed along the tip of the spear high and raised to the end of the arm.

The skin, which had been roasted by burning, cracked tiny gaps, under the action of the liquid completely from it. Under the alternating attack of fierce fire and human oil, the cracks soon began to grow larger and gradually spread to the entire surface of the meat. At the fractures of several larger gaps, you can clearly see that pink muscles wrapped in dark red blood vessels began to expand and burst out from the completely unrestrained cracks.

Of course, along with them, there is a rich and attractive smell of cooked meat that permeates the air.

It can be seen that the roaster should have a good attainment in how to cook human flesh. Faced with such a soft barbecue that is completely wrapped in oil, even if he is already overeating, as long as he has a bite, he will be choked to death immediately when he sees it, and he will not help but grab it and chew it.

Although, that's human flesh.

If it were a few months ago, Tianxiang would have made a big meal on the ground. But now he only felt that an indescribable disgust filled his entire stomach. Human flesh, food, and the relationship between the two that had been reversed was something that Tianxiang, who had received too much knowledge of the ancients, could not bear.

The reinforcements from the camp were not far away, and the crazy shaking flames had already reflected their chaotic figures and the sharp weapons they held. The whistling cold wind also brought clear, yet extremely noisy sounds. Running, scolding, exclaiming, and crying, all the sounds combined with the crackling and crisp sounds brought by the burning of a large bonfire, forming a wonderful music woven by death and survival over the entire camp.

Tianxiang did not delay too long. He suddenly turned around and ran back and forth between hidden points at the same speed again. The M5G43 in his hand also fired inconsistent bullets at the right time. Compared to the dropping gun, the range of bullets was obviously much further. More importantly, compared with just now, Tianxiang was completely without the danger of being surrounded by the enemy from multiple sides. Therefore, although there were many enemies coming from the front, they had no power to fight back at all.

Xia Dong's team, which had been hidden behind him, also launched uninterrupted spear guns from the left and right at this time. Due to insufficient light and no sentry guidance, although the hunters in the camp could find the location of their attacks, they had no idea of ​​the specific location. Under the attack of changing the attack position on both sides at any time, the hunters began to unconsciously gather towards the seemingly safe and completely covered by fire. And there was exactly the death zone pointed at by Tianxiang's muzzle, which was still shooting.

As for the back, there was a line of defense that was firmly controlled by the enemy and could not be crossed. Several people had wanted to go around from here to the side of the attacker, but were nailed to the ground by a row of guns flying from the darkness. Of course, there were also several guys who were lucky enough to escape by the gun attack. However, this lucky thing that had just arrived was soon shattered by the crisp metal impact sound that followed.

Several pistol bullets flying out of the corner hit their heads accurately.

In this way, a strange and miserable scene began to appear in the camp: the hunters who were shrinking into a group in the center were completely suppressed by sporadic attacks from the Avengers who were weak but could not find their place. They could only bear in vain that their companions were killed by inexplicable attacks. Although they had fought back, empty guns and point shots from the front seemed to be clearly telling them: "It is useless to do so."

"As long as you occupy the favorable terrain and completely suppress the enemy with fierce and accurate firepower, and kill as many enemies as possible without knowing the reality of the situation. Then, even if there are only a few people, you can control the initiative on the battlefield. No matter how many enemies there are, you can get a complete victory as long as you master the rhythm and timing of the attack."

This is what Tianxiang got from a book called "Infantry Offensive Tactics Summary". Moreover, many actual battle examples have been verified in the information input into the brain - this move is feasible.

Although he did not have strong force, he relied on the tactical essence condensed by ancient people for millions of years. Tianxiang still led his weak power balance of less than twenty people to gain an absolute advantage. Although, the winner has not yet been decided yet. However, the balance of victory is obviously tilting towards his own side.

"Stop! Don't hit you anymore!" A slightly old and sad voice came from the hunters surrounded in the middle of the camp. As the crowds separated, a man with a slightly gray hair but still showing strength and strength slowly walked out of it.

Tianxiang also stood up from the invisible mound of soil and walked forward with a cold expression. The M5G43 gun in his hand had no intention of lowering it. He was not worried about his safety, and the thoughts released by his brain had completely enveloped the entire camp. He could see every move clearly through his "mind" eye. As long as there was a strange movement, the person who lay down first must be the one who was ill-hearted. What's more, his own people had already controlled the favorable terrain around him. Even if he didn't do it, the Avengers hiding in the dark would immediately throw the gun with the death greeting into the body of the absurd.

As for the guy who walked out of the crowd, he was obviously the leader of the camp. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be negotiating with him.

"Who are you? Why do you want to massacre my tribe?" The strange man asked the first question. Excitement and anger were clearly written on his face. The facial muscles reflected by the firelight kept twitching. Staring at Tianxiang's eyes, an inexplicable sadness was revealed.

"Are you Geza?" Tianxiang ignored the opponent's questions and raised his own question arrogantly and indifferently. The ancients said: Negotiation is also a kind of battle. Only when he completely gains the upper hand can he achieve complete victory.

The man nodded and didn't say anything. He just looked at Tianxiang with a face full of doubts and confusion, as if he wanted to see the answer he wanted.

"You should have done the plunder of Liu Rui's camp, right?" Tianxiang gave the answer his opponent wanted with his inherent indifference. However, the things hidden behind the answer really made this man named Geza feel fear and terrified.

"Are you... coming to take revenge?" Geza slowly shook the joints that were sliding up and down in his throat. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, he looked nervously at the young man opposite who was not much taller than him, and asked in a low voice.

Tianxiang didn't say anything, but just nodded slowly and clearly. The M5G43 that had not been put down in his hand was raised again, pointing the black muzzle at the man opposite.

"Without food, we can only starve to death." As if we didn't notice the hatred in Tianxiang's eyes, Geza said excitedly: "My ethnic group has not obtained any prey for nearly half a day in a row. If we don't eat, we will all die. What's more, the weak provide their bodies to the strong, which is a routine among hunters. If it were you, would there be other choice?"

"This is not a good excuse, nor is it a reason for you to kill people at will." Tianxiang's voice was very loud, and the hunters standing not far away could hear it completely. However, this answer always sounded like an indescribable coldness.

"But, if we don't kill people, what can we eat?" As if we were about to argue, Geza's tone became quite fierce, and his hands couldn't help but waved violently in the air.

"Bang--" After a crisp gunshot, the hunters behind Geza saw in horror that their tribe leader covered their left leg desperately and lay on the ground wailingly. From the gap where his hands were tightly clasped, a large piece of dark red liquid flowed out...

"Just because of hunger, you have to eat people? Then why don't you attack people from your own tribe? Why do you want to plunder other tribes? The habits between the jungle and the hunters? This is indeed a pretty good reason." Tianxiang's extremely cold tone sounded like a chilling feeling. He slowly squatted down and said softly to Geza, whose facial muscles were completely distorted due to the pain on the ground, said: "Since that's the case, then I can tell you now. I'm hungry, I want to eat you, you must hand over your body to satisfy my hunger."

"No, you can't treat my dad like this!" With a sharp scream, a steel spear was rushed out of the crowd. The sharp spear tip of the boy, who looked only eleven or two, was facing Tianxiang's eyebrows.

"Bang--" Tianxiang didn't look at it, and raised his hand and shot it. The bullet accurately passed through the center of the boy's forehead. After falling to the ground, a pile of viscous objects shining white and mixed with blood and brain matter suddenly surged out from the hole that penetrated. Under the reflection of the beating fire, it was like a smaller blood maggot lying there.

"I hate killing, but I will never let my life be threatened. I will not be ruthless to my enemies. Even if the opponent is just a child, do you understand what I mean?" Tianxiang's cold words sounded creepy.

Geza, whose eyes were full of tears, looked up at his son who had no sense of consciousness, and nodded slowly in anger and sadness.

"If it weren't for your order, my tribe members wouldn't die. Similarly, I wouldn't be enemies with you. Most likely, we would still be friends." At this point, Tianxiang's tone changed and said, "But now, everything has changed. My tribe members have become your food. Take your son for example. Maybe a few minutes ago, he was still chewing on the body of one of our tribe members. But now, he must pay a huge price for his behavior. Since he ate people, he will die. Do you understand what I mean?"

"...I understand!" Geza, whose expression was twisted by pain and sadness, nodded heavily. He said in a slow and heavy tone, "Then, you should be satisfied now, right? We have only killed one hundred of your tribe members, but now, together with my son, you have killed nearly half of the people here. Even if you want to take revenge, there should be a limit, right?"

Tianxiang didn't say anything, but just shook his head contemptuously.

"So, you... are you going to kill everyone here?" Big beads of sweat began to seep from Geza's forehead.

Tianxiang did not nod, nor shook his head, nor did he answer. To be honest, even he himself felt that this question could not be answered. If, when he first saw the pile of incomplete corpses of the tribe in the camp, he had already had the idea of ​​destroying all his opponents. Then, as the rhythm of this killing gradually slowed down, and now the child who was lying in a pool of blood and no longer had any breath of life, the crazy thought that had been surrounding his mind was gradually weakening. So in the face of Geza's question, he could not answer it at all.

However, this does not mean that they can be easily let go of them and these cannibal hunters.

"Oh...you...you aren't satisfied yet, aren't you?" Geza moaned in pain, "So, what do you...you want to do?"

Tianxiang still didn't say anything. Obviously, he was also thinking about this issue carefully.

The silent thinking made the atmosphere in the camp quite dull. Several hunters who could not bear this torture began to quietly bend down and groped for the weapons at their feet. In their opinion, as long as they could kill the person in front of them, the leader would be rescued and his life would be guaranteed.

"Don't move, don't do anything randomly!" A powerful shout spread throughout the camp. Everyone who wanted to make moves was shocked and gave up their original ideas. As everyone joined together, they carefully watched the development of the situation. However, they found that the source of the sound was Geza lying on the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

This action shocked the surrounding hunters, and also surprised Tianxiang, who was about to raise his gun to shoot.
Chapter completed!