However, Yin Shengzhi, who took action at the critical moment, frowned. What he did was naturally a change in the forest...

But now it seems that it can't trap the other person...

As we saw, poisonous stings began to grow from the vines, pricking them into their skin.

However, the tattoos of these Sahel people had a faint light flowing, which actually blocked the stings and prevented them from entering.

Moreover, the vines seemed to be wrapped around the burning iron, and began to smoke and turn black, turning into coke, and were about to fall off.

Unfortunately, the vines grow too fast, and in a blink of an eye, more vines like tentacles emerge.

In a blink of an eye, the twenty or thirty meters in the middle of the bridge turned into a huge vine cage, locking inside and isolating the people outside.

Although this vine cage lasted only two or three minutes at most, it was destroyed by many indigenous soldiers inside and outside.

But it was enough, because the mercenary group had already reacted.

Just now, they didn't just stand and cheer, but quickly arranged defenses on the bridge.

Rows of gunmen surrounded the bridge and fired desperately.

This time, it was not that twenty gunmen opened fire, but more than three hundred gunmen kept firing.

Finally, the witchcraft defense on the first indigenous warrior was unable to bear it after being hit by the eighth bullet at close range.

The light from the tattoo on his body was converging and disappeared, and there was no bullets shot into his body. Then he saw that the already thin native warrior had his eyes cut off and fell to the ground.

The skin muscles and the last little pitiful fat on his body disappeared and shriveled, like a corpse that had been air-dried.

Then the second one, the third indigenous warrior had such a huge change, and he died and became a mummy!

Yin Shengzhi knew that this was witchcraft that drained the vitality of these indigenous warriors.

Every time I get a bullet, although I am protected by witchcraft, I cannot shoot into my body.

However, every time you resist the bullet's shooting, it consumes the huge life energy of these people.

If you get five or six bullets, you will retreat quickly. Afterwards, after the witchcraft power fades, you will get seriously ill and be weak for a while, and you will not have any worries about life.

But in this way, if you get a super quantum bullet at one time, you will squeeze too much vitality. Even if the bullet does not kill anyone, they will have to die or be injured!

More and more indigenous warriors on the bridge were unable to advance and retreat, and suffered a large number of casualties under steam bullets.

At this moment, I heard the sound of "swish..." sound.

In the sharp sound, a circular roulette as thick as a bucket broke through the air and flew over.

Cut a body apart...even indigenous people who are protected by witchcraft.

This is a weapon ejected from steam, with extremely powerful kinetic energy and can even cut an elephant.

Even with the protection of witchcraft, it can only resist the disc for a few seconds. After the power of witchcraft is exhausted, it will be cut from the waist by the roulette.

Then there is the second person, the third person...

Because the indigenous warriors were too dense, the roulette was cut through more than a dozen people, and the power was lost, and it stopped and embedded in the chest of the last unlucky ghost!

Steam weapons use steam as thrust and do not need to be round shells, but this kind of roulette has the greatest power to kill at close range.

It is also the only "heavy weapon" equipped by the mercenary group!

Known as the battlefield cutting machine!

Its attack distance is not too far, within one or two hundred meters, but its attack speed is extremely fast and its power is even more powerful.

As the first roulette was shot out, then there was a roulette, and the roulettes were rotating and flying out, cutting the air, cutting the human body, cutting anything blocking their way forward.

Even the railings as thick as arms cannot stop them...

The natives finally couldn't bear the firepower and began to retreat desperately. After leaving hundreds of corpses, they finally withdrew from the bridge.

For a moment, I saw blood and corpses everywhere on the bridge, dyed red everywhere, and even gathered into a stream and then flowed to the river.

The river water originally carried some light yellow, but now it is stained with a cloud of redness and is constantly spreading.

"Finally, the attack of the natives was repelled!" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But no one cheered, but immediately adjusted the arrangement. The firepower arranged between the desert just now was not perfect.

The defense is re-arranged at this moment, waiting for the indigenous people's second attack.

However, the indigenous people's offensive exceeded the imagination of these mercenaries. At this time, the sun had set in the west, and it would be dark in more than an hour at most.

However, at this moment, cries were everywhere across the river. Countless Tranchi refugees appeared on the other side of the Beiluzhi River, and they ran towards the bridge with crying.

And behind them, the indigenous people shouted.

Drive these refugees and rush towards the bridge.

"The Sahels want..."

Just a glance, the contact officer's face turned pale as paper.

He was not stupid, so he could naturally guess what these Sahel natives were going to do!

It's not just him, as long as he thinks a little faster, he will immediately understand.

These indigenous people were planning to drive away the elderly, weak, women and children in Tranche and attack the positions of the mercenary groups. The indigenous people would follow these refugees...

For a moment, all the people who figured it out changed their faces and looked at Yin Shengzhi.

Yin Shengzhi's face remained unchanged, and he was reborn for several lifetimes and saw many wars. He had never seen such a thing as driving the people and attacking the enemy.

He said calmly: "Prepare to open fire!"

"But if those Drachers..."

"No matter who it is, as long as you dare to rush over, open fire. Unless you are ready to die here!"

Yin Shengzhi's voice was cold, and his tone did not change at all.

But it also completely calmed down the mercenaries who heard the orders.

Kindness does not control military affairs, righteousness does not control wealth!

Not to mention, these Tranches have no dime relationship with most of them.

Only the liaison officer had a very ugly face, but there was no way to stop him...

He knew that Yin Shengzhi was right! Even if he couldn't accept it emotionally!

At least thousands of old, weak and weak women and children in Tranche were driven to the bridge, and the crying was heard.

"Open the fire..."

The Delange refugees had just approached the bridgehead on the other side. Before they could get on the bridge, the officers of the mercenary group had ordered the fire to open. They didn't wait for them to rush here.

The bridge is only more than 100 meters long in total, and the range of steam guns is often three to five hundred meters.

This is exactly at range!
Chapter completed!