"What are the three of them doing in the middle of the night? Didn't I remember that I told them that they, rookies, can't just run around at night?"
Looking at the backs of the three socialites, they disappeared in a panic and guilty conscience.
In the end, Hu Biao asked such a question, and anyone could hear the indescribable coldness in his tone.
Under Hu Biao's question, Mad Dog also looked at the backs of those people with a look as if he were looking at dead people.
Later, he replied coldly:
"What else can we do? You are asking them not to run around at night, but you need to go out for a while because you have diarrhea, how can we stop them?
The result? I went to find a woman.
I remember that they went out at early 12 o'clock, but they came back now. They seemed to be having a lot of fun outside; after all, the natives under our command did not dare to mess around, but I heard that other forts were very cheap.
If you have two potatoes, she is yours, but if you have five potatoes, you don't need to treat them as human beings."
"Holy shit! Mad Dog, how do you know so clearly that there is something wrong with your kid?" Husky immediately pointed out some of the more critical issues in Mad Dog's answer.
Then Mad Dog cannot explain clearly why he is so clear about the price in this area.
Husky had already changed the topic and spoke to Hu Biao seriously:
"Lao Hu, it seems that we are too generous with these guys. We provide them with too much food every day and even give them cigarettes.
So much so that it not only keeps them full, but also saves some things for them to enjoy.
To be honest! This little thing is nothing, but if you dare to run out for more than two hours in such an environment, isn't this looking for death?"
At Husky's question, Hu Biao's face turned a little green with anger, and he cursed bitterly:
"Holy shit, it's hard to persuade the damn ghosts! Starting tomorrow, the food supply for these three guys will be halved. If they want to go out and do whatever they want, forget it."
Suddenly Hu Biao said something like this, and others knew that there was absolutely no way that these three social people could survive until the end of the mission.
More importantly, after these three guys died during the mission.
There is no way to waste the team's precious points and resurrect them.
In fact, for the simple reason of our compatriots, everyone in the Zhongzhou Team doesn't mind taking care of these rookies who don't know anything.
For example, the pair of old men, although due to physical and physical reasons, have not been of any use to the team so far.
There was still enough food and no need to do anything.
Even the black Chinese doctors used the precious Chinese medicinal materials they brought to prepare some antihypertensive decoctions for them to prevent problems caused by too high blood pressure.
But in this kind of matter, it is the duty of the Zhongzhou team not to help them at all, but to help them a little is a matter of love.
If these netizens are seeking death themselves, then don't blame them.
Based on the above thoughts, Hu Biao said calmly: "Okay, let's ignore these people who are looking for death. After such a long time, the potatoes should be ripe, right?"
Upon hearing this, no one was in the mood to care about these three people anymore.
With great anticipation, I watched Hu Biao pull out the drawer and take out the perfectly roasted potatoes one by one with tongs.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological factor, but I looked at the dusty baked potatoes on the ground.
For a moment, these guys even smelled the sultry fragrance, which made them feel better.
"Don't worry, I'll share it! It's just one for each person, and they're all about the same size, so there's no need to grab them." Hu Biao shouted, and his mood was indescribably joyful.
But at this time, everyone was eagerly waiting for Hu Biao to share the potatoes.
Suddenly, a loud gunshot, or the sound of an anti-personnel grenade exploding after a 35mm sniper grenade was fired, broke the tranquility of the night.
Then such explosions continued continuously.
Because although the soldiers are also equipped with mk-19 grenade machine guns, the caliber is 40 mm.
Once it is fired, the sound produced by the 35 mm caliber sniper grenade from the Rabbit family may not sound much different to a layman.
But it fell into the ears of guys like Hu Biao, who had fought countless battles.
The difference between the two is like the engine of a tractor and the engine of a Ferrari. The difference in sound is huge.
Therefore, this gunshot can only mean that the warehouse manager who was on guard outside took action; the opponent was not just one or two small troops of orcs who took advantage of the darkness and planned to come over for a sneak attack.
Such a crazy firing rhythm can only mean this: the orcs' massive attack has begun.
So when Hu Biao and others heard the explosion, no one was in the mood to care about the baked potatoes they were looking forward to just a second ago.
Or maybe it's some beautiful memories from their childhood.
In the first moment, he rushed towards the light and heavy weapons arranged in front of the shooting hole.
During this process, because he acted too eagerly, Hu Biao stepped on five or six baked potatoes on the ground with just one step of his size 43 military boots.
Just as they expected, the crushed potatoes were soft and waxy inside, exuding an alluring aroma, and tasted absolutely delicious.
It's a pity that Hu Biao and others are not lucky enough to enjoy them...
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There was a muffled sound of ‘dong~’.
That's when King Kong heard the explosion and immediately realized that this was definitely not a small-scale counter-infiltration operation.
It was a large-scale attack by the orcs, launched at such a time.
So in the subsequent time, he did not fire at the impact point of the grenade.
But on Fortress No. 38, before those searchlights illuminated the bright beams of light, they quickly stuffed a flare into a 60mm mortar next to them.
In the blink of an eye, the flare illuminated the entire area in front of the position as bright as day.
It was precisely this that allowed King Kong to see clearly the real situation in front of the position, and he suddenly took a breath of cold air.
There were a large number of densely packed humans two kilometers away from the position! Yes, they were humans, just some prisoners.
They were still some old, weak, women and children, prisoners of little value to the orcs.
The youngest among them is still in his arms, and the oldest is sixty or seventy years old.
They gathered in front of the position, and there was a dense darkness. If they were all added together, the number would probably not be as many as one or two thousand.
After seeing that their traces had been exposed, the orcs behind them roared like beasts and started firing in front of them with the large-caliber submachine guns in their hands.
Under the large-caliber 13mm bullet, as long as the prisoner's body is hit by the bullet, his body will explode on the spot.
In the blink of an eye, fifty or sixty people were directly beaten to death.
Under such a huge fear, the remaining human captives were crying and shouting in confusion while running towards the front line desperately.
Unfortunately, King Kong painfully saw that a blond woman who rushed to the front with her child in her arms was blown up into the sky in the blink of an eye.
Because an astonishing number of mines were laid in front of the position.
If the orcs send out a small number of elites, they can sneak over without triggering these mines; but if the army attacks, they will have some powerful means of blocking.
This is also the biggest purpose of the orcs currently driving human captives forward...