Orc Tyrant

After a while, the smell of the sewer became quite pungent, and I noticed that the shaft passage was located to their left-there was an alcove without a floor on the stained brick wall, and there was another one leading to it. Ladder in the lower space.

There was also a faint sound coming from there. At first he classified it as a rapid running water sound, but when he understood the pattern of this echo better, it actually sounded like a voice coming from the throat.

"Then there is something underneath?"

The adjutant leaned forward and said in a low voice, he apparently heard the voice, and he moved the manhole cover on the ground without waiting for the order from the one ear.

The fart boss hurriedly stopped, waiting for his eyes to adapt to the surrounding environment, and sure enough, a faint light leaked from the shaft under his feet.

"It looks like it."

Single ear nodded, and didn't forget to give the adjutant's **** a kick to remind him who is in charge.

"But that's not something we should be concerned about at this time."

He didn't want to make trouble for himself at all now. After arriving at the predetermined target location and completing the task, he would send a team of sentinels to investigate there.

In any case, it may be just a group of civilians moving underneath, looking for a hiding place to escape the chaos of war.

"You are right, sir."

The adjutant rubbed his buttocks to agree to the words of the one ear, and then unexpectedly slammed the trigger of the horn gun.

It is difficult for Uniear to blame him for this, because a group of scaly four-legged monsters blocked the tunnel in front. There are at least twelve in number. They are sticking out their forelimbs and slowly walking towards the farts. Come.

"Damn it!"

One-eared curses, only to realize that I had focused too much on listening to the small noises from below, and ignored the noise made when they approached.

He has seen these monsters. They are cave-dwelling lizards. They are called salt lake monitor lizards by local residents. They are half-eating creatures. Most of them live in cool caves and underground. Of course, there are also many in the city's sewage system.

Although they are much larger than ordinary lizards, they are not a threat. Even grilled salt lizard meat is a specialty of Salt Lake City, but for farts, these creatures are more challenging.

Soon, the crackling sound of high-speed shooting drowned out all other sounds.

The farts don’t bring many heavy weapons, only low-quality small pistols and loudspeaker money. The former is smaller than human pistols, and the latter is a very characteristic shotgun, which can be shot out as long as it can be stuffed in. , The **** who lack ammunition prefer the latter.

Of course, the lethality of these small arms is relatively worrying, even for these lizards that are less than one meter long, it is a bit difficult to break, not to mention that they seem to be hungry for a period of time and do not care about their own casualties.

"There are too many of them, sir."

The adjutant yelled as he stepped back, but he said too much. The leader was torn to pieces by a violent barrage, and he could not stand firmly under his feet.

"There is no chance to use Dabangbang."

This is also obvious. At this moment, if he stops firing and changes weapons, the lizards will swarm forward.

If you turn and run away, the farts may be able to easily get rid of them, but the way back to the starting point is now blocked, and if you fail to complete the task, the punishment from the bosses is definitely not what the farts are willing to do. Facing.

On the other hand, this sewer is almost in the right direction, and if you can get there, it is very possible to avoid this group of lizards without wasting too much time.

"Go down the ladder!"

Mono ear shouted, hoping that these terrifying monsters have not mastered the skill of climbing.

Thinking is to serve the action. He immediately climbed down the rusty rung, and when he landed, he stepped on his ankle into a piece of stinky sewage.

He didn't pay much attention to the layout of the drainage system before he set off, because he didn't intend to go through it at the beginning, but it turns out that the boss's sense of direction is as effective as usual, and it is easy to determine the escape route.

The light coming from the chosen direction was more intense, enough to guide the farts to escape here, and at this time the adjutant also climbed down. In order to pursue the swiftness of action, his movements were not good at all.

"This will get rid of them."

His adjutant expressed his opinion. At this time, the lizards that had lost their target circled around the gap in the ceiling. They obviously couldn't understand the sudden disappearance of the prey.

"Unless they can come down the hole."

Duan Er then added that he was unwilling to wait to find out that contingency and gravity would achieve the things that determination could not do, and took the lead to walk towards the distant lights.

"The stagnant water here looks deep, don't drown."

The sewer itself is about two meters high with an arched concrete ceiling. Most of the stinky water flowing here is confined in the middle of the tunnel, and the two sides of the floor are just below the water surface.

Although every time the fart spirits stepped, the curved water would keep splashing on their waists, but they, who had been tested in the jungle and swamp for a long time, could still move forward at a relatively fast speed.

On the way, the adjutant hesitated for a while, took advantage of the opportunity to switch his weapons, filled the grenade launcher, prepared to deal with possible troubles, and then followed the boss with difficulty.

But they only advanced a hundred meters, and a loud falling into the water reminded Uniear that the inevitable thing finally happened. At least three salt lizards fell into the sewer behind.

He hurriedly glanced back, just to see another vague figure falling into the sewage below the gap, and it seemed that it was pushed down by the guy above just like its companion.

The adjutant who sensed the noise quickly turned around and pulled the trigger of the grenade launcher.

"Hey! You white--"

Boom~~~~! ! ! !

Monoear didn't know if he had hit one of them, but it was obviously not a wise choice to use explosive weapons in such a small space.

The hot stream boiled the sewage around the target point, and a ball of smelly steam ripped at the throat and nasal cavity of the ass, and made the eyes hurt. Some of the **** was blown away directly stand up.

The echo from the explosion is transmitted to the distance along the channel.

"Uh-I should use a gun."

Getting up from the sewage, the adjutant also regretted a bit.

"Don't stop, keep running."

One ear kicked his **** again, and glanced worriedly at the artificial fog wall that filled the sewer.

In a few seconds, it completely surrounded the farts, reduced the visibility to within a few meters, and made the farts’ keen night vision useless, and the light wrapped in the fog could only illuminate the blurred figure. .

The farts ran out of the water one after another, relying on the echo to bring themselves closer to the wall, hoping that the mist would not suddenly narrow or dissipate completely.

"Again!"

Listening to the irregular splashes of water from somewhere in the dark behind him, he drew out his weapon, and boldly measured the pace of their master.

Due to the interference of the surrounding mist, it is difficult to say how many lizards are behind, but at least his vision has gradually become clear.

After walking a few meters forward, the dim light they were looking for became brighter. With the additional help it provided, one ear could vaguely see the outline of the mossy wall next to it.

At the same time, the deep voice coming from there became louder. He listened carefully to them, but still couldn't tell what it was, but it seemed to be a certain language.