[Yan Zan] "In short, find the time machine first!"

"Are they coming?" asked the mourner softly.

His hearing was not weak, but he had no idea of ​​the impending danger.Yanke stretched out his hand and pulled him up from the ground, stroked the edge of the white robe with his drooping fingers, and touched the bulging weapon underneath: "Are you all ready?"

The next moment, two loud and clear pigs screamed, piercing the silence of the night.

I have to say that this scene is really funny enough.The little suckling pigs locked in the center of the trap probably also smelled the danger, so they let out howls like killing pigs... The originally eerie night was destroyed by the bel canto duet of two pigs.The mourner stretched out his hand to push the switch of the emergency light, but Yanke pressed his finger: "Wait a while, we want to keep two or three people alive in the trap."

"How do you know if a vermin has entered the trap?"

"Listen to the pigs."

The visibility of the deserted square under the night is extremely low. What the naked eye can see is only a few dozen steps around the body. Even if the night vision goggles on the gas mask are replaced, there is still a distance and many obstacles between the camp and the trap.The good news is that under such a setting, although more and more vermin are gathering towards the center of the deserted square, they are all attracted by the voice of the two bel canto piglets, and have not found the location of the camp.Yanke calculated the time in his mind, and waited for about 3 minutes. Through the night vision goggle on his left eye, he still couldn't find any trace of the vermin.

He took the emergency light from the mourner's arms with one hand, and silently threw it beside the tent: "A dog probably got in, change plan two."

They have more than one battle plan.The worst plan is that their camp will be discovered by vermin earlier than the traps. The emergency lights in the mourner's arms are prepared for this kind of situation. To cooperate with this action, each person is anesthetized by three yellow smoke produced by Rhein-Life It can also wake up the companions in the shortest time while repelling the vermin.But now that the vermin have been successfully attracted by the traps containing piglets, it's time to adjust their plan of action.

Undertaker memorized the battle plan better than Yanke.He opened a box at his feet and began to assemble it quickly in the dark.The metal parts danced and snapped together between his long, pale fingers, as easily as a child's toy.Soon this dangerous big toy was finished in his hands.It was not the Winchester shotgun commonly used by Undertakers, but a large black crossbow with a thermal imaging scope.

The Laterans could only use crossbows until they obtained the official right to use guns.The Undertaker is an expert in using guns, but his attainments in crossbows are also extraordinary.This makes him the core role of the entire plan two.

Taking advantage of the cover of the night, two hunters who replaced their gas masks with night vision goggles quietly approached a sniper spot that had been set up during the day.

"How many can you see?" Yanke asked the mourner softly.

"There are fourteen in total."

The appearance of the vermin was clearly reflected in the lens of the thermal imager: their bodies were the size of leopards, their gleaming eyes, and even the slightly warm origin stone crystals on their bodies were captured.The Undertaker quickly locked on to one of them.He hooked his finger on the trigger, quietly waiting for the chance to kill with one blow.

The targeted animal walked leisurely in the square for a few steps.With such a long distance, it should have been ignorant, but it suddenly glanced in this direction by a ghost.

At that moment, the cold dog eyes and the cold human eyes looked at each other in the lens of the thermal imager, and the mourner moved his fingertips slightly, and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

The sound of the poisonous crossbow piercing through the air was almost silent.The selected vermin writhed a few times in pain, and finally fell to the ground with stiff limbs.

The few vermin that were closer to it were frightened by the sudden death of their companions, ran a few steps in panic, and looked back in disbelief.

Where is the murderer?Their brains eroded by the origin stone have not yet evolved enough to understand all this, and the result of their hesitation is that they have become fixed targets in the mourner's lens one by one.The trigger of the crossbow is pulled cruelly and mercilessly, and every sound of wind that leaves the string will take away the life of a vermin.

Yanke was bored and peeled off a piece of mint and put it under his tongue.It's so good to have a reliable teammate, he doesn't have to do anything now, all he needs to do is wait for the Undertaker to shoot and kill the harmful beasts left outside one by one.

After all fourteen strings were played, a long time passed, but the companions around him still did not hit a new arrow.Yanke glanced at the luminous watch on his right hand. The time displayed on it was [-]:[-], and there was still some time before sunrise.

"No more dogs. Back to camp?"

"Wait a little longer," insisted the mourner, "the pig is still braying."

His answer made Yan Ke dumbfounded.I don't know if the trap design of Yinhui is too successful or the pests that get in are too useless. The two little suckling pigs locked in the center of the device howled for half an hour. Cubs, they just couldn't be killed by the pests that got in, and they are still drawing hatred for them.

"Then listen to you. Now, open your mouth."

The mourner hesitated for a moment, and finally just tilted his head slightly while keeping staring at the thermal imaging camera, and opened his jaw slightly.

He felt a hand with a body temperature much higher than his touch, and when the fingers touched his lips, they rubbed helplessly a few times, and then stuffed something along the gap between the upper and lower teeth.Out of vigilance, the undertaker subconsciously clenched the object tightly.He smelled a cool peppermint aroma.

The faint scent of mint finally stopped his urge to spit out the foreign body directly.He pursed his lips silently, and slowly sucked the mint that Yanke stuffed into his mouth to the base of his tongue and simmered it.The slightly cold mints are quickly simmered by the temperature of the mouth, melting into a mouthful of sweetness and refreshingness.

Carefully holding the candy in his mouth, he and Yanke lay in ambush at the sniper point for another 10 minutes, during which time he killed two late-coming vermin with a crossbow.The time on the luminous watch was approaching 03:30, and the two piglets who were diligently pulling hatred did not know whether they had been brutally murdered or were exhausted. Finally, they stopped making a sound. The mourner retracted the crossbow and whispered: "Go Bar."

The task was completed smoothly, and he would not be dragging his feet.But at this moment, Yan Ke yelled loudly like a thunder in his ears: "Get down!"

He subconsciously complied.The moment he bowed his head, there was a fishy wind passing over his head - a vermin!

In the darkness, sparks burst out from the orange-red sword blade, which spread into flames all over the blade in a blink of an eye, illuminating the surrounding area of ​​the sniper point.The mourner raised his head with lingering fear, and saw four scarlet, ethereal dog eyes.

The third dog that jumped over his head just now had one of its hind legs cut off by Yan Ke at the moment of the collision.The bloody dog's thigh fell not far from his side, and even spattered a few spots of dog blood on his face.These pests mutated from wild dogs are already equivalent to late-stage patients with ore disease.The mourner carefully wiped off the blood with his gloves, then reached out and took out the anesthesia bomb directly from his arms, and threw them at the two pests that were confronting them!

"boom!"

The yellow smoke produced by the close-range explosion was so thick that it was almost substantial, and the two vermin were directly stunned.The mourner took this opportunity to grab the crossbow on the ground and rushed towards the direction of retreat that he had hoped for before the explosion.

After running almost 100 meters, seeing the camp was in sight, he realized a fatal mistake in his actions——

Yanke didn't follow.

The undertaker turned his head in a daze.The yellow-green field of vision of the night vision goggles is empty. Where is the second figure?

In a very short moment, maybe even less than a blink of an eye, a huge sense of panic and guilt exploded in his chest, just like the anesthesia bomb he threw out.Obviously they were in a dangerous deserted square, a battlefield where every second counts, but at that moment, the mourners felt the cold and despair of being alone in the center of the ice field.Blood flowed up from under the snow cover, devouring him, and 1 voices mocked his selfishness and recklessness in his ears.

Look, you are going to kill Yan Ke.Why are you the only one rushing out?Obviously, you would have known it by tomorrow, he is also a patient of ore disease, and Hemer's tranquilizer bomb has the same effect on him.

Heart palpitations for no reason, despair for no reason, and unprecedented complex emotions forced the mourner's eyes to turn blood red.He threw down the black and slender crossbow in his hand suddenly, and pulled out his usual weapon from under the robe, two Winchester M1887 shotguns.

Then, at a faster speed than when he came, he rushed towards the sniper point he had just escaped from.

Yan Ke actually woke up earlier than those two vermin.

Probably because of the anesthesia bomb that was taken in the morning, the body has developed some drug resistance.He got up staggeringly, and with the battering knife he carried with him, he stabbed each of the dogs lying on the ground.

Now his night vision goggles are completely "clean".The hazy shadow of the moon above his head had sunk to the west, and the burning Originium technique on the blade took over the lighting, illuminating the barren square for him.

But in his auditory world the square was anything but clean.The explosion of the anesthesia bomb just now, and the flame on his knife, have already attracted the attention of all the vermin in this area.To put it in an easy-to-understand way, the current Yanke and his knife are equivalent to the two pigs that were locked in the trap and sang loudly before, arousing the hatred of these harmful beasts in the deserted square.

"Go and call more people..." The final point of sight is the direction where the mourner disappeared just before the coma.Yan Ke raised the corners of his lips and smiled, tore off the package of the last piece of mint with his teeth and threw it into his mouth, chewing hard into pieces.

The first vermin attracted by the explosion appeared in front of him on the left.Different from the pale image seen in the thermal imaging lens, it is alive and violent, with a pair of glowing red eyes full of cruelty and deceit.

"Knife and fire, go first!"

The orange-red knife light, the orange-red fire light, like a dragon, slashed at the huge head of the harmful beast!

(TBC)