A tide of mutant soldiers rushed toward the jungle regiment, and the collision of beast-like roars and metal clanging shook the entire forest.
"Come forward!! Use your sticks and hammers to smash them into a pulp!!"
"Og!!!"
Shouting loudly at the top of his voice, Oge urged his men forward.
However, not long after, a mutant sentry stumbled out of the woods and reported to him with a fearful expression.
"Centurion Gulu is dead! More than half of the brothers under his command were killed or injured——" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by an angry roar.
"waste!!"
Clenching his fists, Oger's eyes were wide open, his eyes were about to burst, the whites of his eyes were streaked with bloodshot eyes, and his scarlet gums seemed to bleed from crushing.
There were only about twenty people across the street!
No matter where this human being is placed, it will only take a minute to submerge them, not even enough to fill the teeth of his brothers!
But now——
There were more than 500 brothers under his command, but they were bitten by these 20 people, and even a centurion was knocked down!
This is a great shame for him!
"These losers! They are worse than pigs!"
Just as Og roared angrily, a bloodthirsty roar passed through the forest, and the forest ahead seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, sending away billowing smoke.
The twenty or thirty mutant warriors who had been filled in earlier seemed to be hit by the roar, and everyone's footsteps were stopped.
Subconsciously raising his arm to block the smoke, Og looked in the direction of the movement, and saw two mutant warriors being cut into two pieces by the waist!
And the two machine guns held in their arms were chopped into pieces by the roaring claws before they could fire!
The green pupils suddenly shrank, and Oger's eyes met the amber pupils.
It was a burly and majestic death claw, with a mechanical exoskeleton attached to its body, and its hot breath distorted the bloodlust and excitement in its pupils.
It is like a hungry raptor that has finally found the opportunity to enter, and its soul is trembling with excitement for the hunt that is about to begin. And the most incredible thing is that this alien species can actually speak human language!
Og was stunned for a moment.
Psychic interference...isn't it the technology of their ally, the Torch Church?!
"Meet death!!"
Facing the rushing mutant warriors, Mr. Junk had no intention of evading. He let out an excited war roar and charged forward waving his sharp claws.
The two machine gunners who pose the greatest threat have been eliminated by him.
Then came the mutant holding a shotgun. Just as he was about to take aim, he was whipped away by his tail, and then he caught up with his claws and directly pierced the guy's heart.
"Europe--!"
The mutant screamed in pain and hugged Jun Jun's paw with both hands, and all the muscles in his body were squeezed into lumps.
With mutants' nearly mutated wound-healing abilities, some strong mutants may be able to recover even if their hearts are shot by bullets.
But if the whole thing is torn out, that's a different story.
"Die to me!!"
The sharp claw inserted into the chest was clenched hard, and there was a "pop" sound, and blood mist and minced meat burst out from the mutant's chest.
Staring at the claws of death in front of him, his emerald green pupils gradually lost their ferocious light, and his thick arms also lost their strength.
"Three!!"
With a cruel grin on his face, Jun Jun suddenly pulled out his right paw, dropped the body, and then rushed towards the next target.
A flash of panic flashed in the eyes of the mutant who was being targeted, and he hurriedly opened fire with the assault rifle in his hand, but was dwarfed by the lightning-fast afterimage, and the claw on his upper body cut off his entire chin.
The mutant soldier next to him raised his gun and wanted reinforcements, but he was surrounded by his own people and couldn't take aim at the guy.
In just a few breaths, in the blink of an eye, two more mutants missing arms and legs fell down in extremely miserable postures.
The thick plasma dyed Jun Jun completely red, and even the white mist-like breath seemed to be filled with fishy iron.
Rusty smell.
He was breathing heavily, but without the slightest hint of fatigue, the ferocity and fighting spirit burning in his pupils only grew stronger.
"six!"
The surrounding mutant warriors were all stunned by this ferocious beast, and their dark green faces were twisted with anger and fear. In those pairs of brutal, bloodthirsty, fearless pupils, finally appeared.
A hint of timidity and fear...
These half-human, half-ghost guys are more ferocious than them!
The strength and bravery they were proud of were vulnerable to these guys, and they could not be overwhelmed even by their numbers.
Even Oger's face flashed with a moment of imperceptible panic.
"You idiots, your numbers are dozens of times greater than theirs! Each of you can drown that reptile with just a spit of spit!"
"Come up to me! Charge up together!"
"Roar--!"
Hearing the leader's urging roar, the mutant warrior hesitated for a moment and finally regained the courage to kill.
They are natural hunters and even more natural warriors!
They regard battle and honor as life!
You won’t be frightened by a few tough prey!
Using roars to dispel the instinctive fear of creatures, the heavily armored heavy infantry stepped forward, using thumb-thick steel plates and wire-wrapped mallets to resist the whistling steel claws.
Then several light infantrymen rushed up with shotguns and fired continuously at the Death Claw. Although it was difficult to aim, they also restricted his movement trajectory with the sprayed shotguns.
"cut--"
These greenskins also have a lot of tricks up their sleeves.
After completing the twelve kills, Mr. Junk finally felt a little bit of difficulty, and glanced at the direction of midnight chicken killing.
The hand-to-hand fighting continued.
Brother Chicken was swinging his ax and slashing wildly. There were several green-skinned corpses scattered nearby that could not be clearly seen, but looking at the sticky bloodstains, it was not difficult to imagine the brutality of the battle.
The Jungle Corps has suffered more than half its casualties!
Although the mutants left nearly a hundred corpses behind, there were still more than 300 left. The numerical gap between the two sides was still huge, and it became increasingly disadvantageous for the Jungle Corps.
"Nineteen eleven!"
After smashing a green head, Jun Jun retracted his sharp claws and was looking for the next prey with his amber pupils, when suddenly a strong wind hit him from the side.
Relying on his fighting instinct, he ducked out of the corner of his eye and saw, from the corner of his eye, half of the "iron wall" exoskeleton hit the tree trunk behind him heavily, with two legs dangling on the tree branch, intestines and pieces of meat.
It fell to the ground like a leaking blood bag.
The remaining half was held in the hands of a giant.
He was nearly four meters tall, with a shaved head and two big hands like car doors. The jet-black steel seemed to be embedded in his body and covered with several pipes, like a black tower standing in the forest.
Even the garbage man who straightened up looked more than a little smaller in front of him. Although his pupils were dilated, there were chattering at the corners of his mouth, and his uneven teeth even grew to the outside, no one would doubt that under the bulging muscles.
strength.
"More than one horse——"
That long-drawn roar seemed to be his name.
In the Qi tribe, only the bravest warriors are worthy of being named by the leader, and that name is not only their title and honor, but also their totem!
They will shout out their names to their opponents in the duel, torture them to death in the most cruel way, and bathe them in the cold.
Receive the totems given to them and have their dead souls recite their names, bringing the honor of victory back to the land of their ancestors.
These are all written in the official website settings!
The giant mutant bit off the head of the corpse in his hand, and let the blood drip on his head and chest as he swung it around, chewing it with a crunching sound, as if chewing some kind of arthropod.
As if they were worried about being accidentally injured by this big guy, the two-meter-tall mutants next to them all groaned and stepped aside, creating an open space around them.
The fighting in the forest has gradually subsided, and more reinforcements are still coming from behind. Although the corpses are piled up in the forest, there is no suspense about the outcome.
They will use the most cruel
Kill the lizard in this way and use its blood to show their bravery and cruelty.
They roared rudely, cheering for their warriors. Hearing the roaring and urging, the giant mutant standing there stupidly slowly moved his head and stared at the scarred lizard.
Those pupils were like empty whirlpools, and just by looking at them, his soul was involuntarily throbbing and in a trance.
Watching that guy feasting, Jun Jun's scalp felt numb, but there was no hint of timidity in his amber pupils, instead they were filled with burning anger.
The twentieth - it’s just you!
Using both feet, he rushed toward the giant mutant like lightning, aiming his claws at the guy's knees and ankles.
The bigger you get, the harder it is to control your center of gravity! As long as you take off both of this guy's legs - the balance of victory will be tilted towards him!
There was a flash of cold light, but there was no sense of frustration as the sharp blade cut through flesh and blood.
Mr. Garbage felt a numbness at the mouth of the bowl and forearms, as if his steel claws had struck not on his legs, but on a lump of steel.
The moment he passed by the big guy, he caught a glimpse of the guy's back from the corner of his eye, and his face turned into surprise for a moment.
"What the hell?!"
What the hell is this?!
The steel spine protrudes from the flesh on the back, and three glass jars are inserted in the middle of the spine, with an unknown yellow-green solution sloshing in the cavity.
On the ankles and knees that he had cut with his sharp claws just now, the dark green skin healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could clearly see that the skin underneath was not flesh and blood, but some kind of alloy!
"More than one horse——"
The dull roar was like a ship's whistle, but the giant mutant didn't.
Giving him time to think, he picked up the half headless corpse in his hand and swept over.
That speed is not satisfactory at all!
There is no way to avoid that extreme distance!
After a solid blow, the already scarred Garbage Man flew out immediately and hit the shaky tree trunk with a thud.
If the group of green-skinned muscular guys swarmed up at this time, even if he had three heads and six arms, they wouldn't be able to stop him. However, those guys seemed to believe that he was destined to die. Instead of rushing forward, they backed up and let him to the center of the arena.
A low groan came from his throat, and Mr. Garbage struggled to stand up. It was unclear whether it was the failure of the exoskeleton or the failure of the joints on his body.
At least three unnamed bones were broken, and his left arm almost lost all feeling. Although he was slowly recovering with the talent of "physical regeneration," his body was close to its limit at the moment, and his recovery speed could only be said to be better than nothing.
"Damn... you're so cruel!" He coughed, and a mouthful of blood came out of the corner of his mouth. He wanted to raise his paw, but an alarm popped up in front of him.
[Warning! The drive joint is 85% damaged, it is recommended to disengage.]
"It's so noisy!"
An alarm flashed on the tactical goggles. Looking at the giant mutant striding towards him, Junk Jun gritted his teeth, scratched the tab on the inside of his abdomen with his right claw, hooked it and pulled it outwards.
The chest armor and shoulder armor exploded outwards, and the exoskeleton on his body became
Like an open umbrella, when it was scrapped, it also completely liberated his body.
Looking at the situation in front of him, the giant mutant paused in his steps, and a trace of surprise appeared in his stupid pupils.
Jun Jun glanced at the wreckage on the ground. Although his heart ached, he did not regret it at all. He stared at the monster with undiminished fighting spirit and raised his claws covered in blood.
"Come on! Fight until it hurts——"
"Oh oh oh!"
Before he could finish his words, a violent roar interrupted him mid-sentence.
I saw a black shadow leaping into the air, falling behind the giant mutant, and slashing hard with two axes.
"Roar--!"
After receiving two solid ax blows on his back, the giant mutant let out a roar of pain, swung his right arm and knocked the man away, then stumbled to the side, the mountain-like body colliding with it.
The ground trembled.
The minions around were stunned and forgot to shout for a moment
He shouted and froze on the spot.
They didn't expect that there was a human being alive, let alone that he would jump in and disturb their sacred "blood sacrifice".
"Brother Chicken?!" Mr. Garbage looked at the bloody midnight chicken in surprise.
This guy's helmet was completely shattered, his breastplate was full of bullet marks and dents, and there was a shocking crack on his shoulder.
Around the breach, the entire shoulder armor sank, as if it had been hacked out by a heavy weapon such as an axe.
Junk Jun can imagine that he was probably knocked unconscious by the mutant's axe, and fell to the ground with a plop.
The mutant probably thought he was dead, so he didn't continue to deal more damage and rushed here to watch the fun.
"help me!"
Midnight Killer roared, threw away the broken logging ax in his hand, grabbed a stick with a blade strung on a wire, and rushed forward, hitting the head of the giant mutant who was trying to get up from the ground.
A beating.
"oh--!"
The blade was smashed and curled, and the giant mutant roared in pain.
Before he could even get up from the ground, he received a series of merciless beatings on his face. His nose and eyes were rubbed together, making them a shocking blood red.
Midnight Shaji used up all his strength to deliver the final blow, but the stinging pain on his side made him fly away with a groan.
Og, who strode into the battlefield, had just rescued Piduo who was crying in pain, and was about to go up and give the human a shot when a black shadow as fast as lightning flashed past his eyes.
Og subconsciously avoided it, only to see that the sharp claws were not coming towards him at all, but chasing after Piduo who was covering his eyes and retreating.
"No!!!"
His expression changed wildly, and he tried to stop him but it was too late.
I saw those two sharp claws, like rakes for plowing the fields, slamming together in one place, digging into the pig's thick throat from the left and right, and grabbing the blood vessels, trachea and spine.
Then, the lizard suddenly
Pull it back hard!
"Trick one one"
The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart had a sticky sound to it, which was particularly conspicuous on that silent battlefield.
Piduo lost most of his throat and spine, and his huge head instantly lost its support and fell drooping on his back shoulders, leaving only half of the steel bar standing abruptly.
Blood shot out like a fountain and spread in the center of the battlefield. The giant mutant, as tall as a hill, slowly knelt down, his knees heavily embedded in the soil.
There was a deathly silence in the whole place.
Pairs of green eyes stared at the person and the lizard in the center of the battlefield, as well as the Piedo who was gradually falling and their heads standing blankly.
"twenty......"
Looking back at the Midnight Killer lying on the ground, Jun Jun chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, brother, I saw this head first."
Midnight Killer rolled his eyes and gasped.
"Sixteen...you win."
Counting the previous round of strafing, we might be able to reach twenty or thirty.
However, the mutant's resilience was so strong that he was not sure whether the fallen guys were dead or not, so he could only go offline for a while to watch the drone's aerial video playback.
The only thing he was sure of was that the guys whose heads he chopped off would definitely not survive.
In short, he has tried his best.
At this time, an unknown person roared, and the mutants surrounding him swarmed forward and chopped the Garbage Man standing next to the giant mutant into eight pieces on the spot.
Seeing Jun Jun go offline gloriously, Midnight Killer also planned to disconnect. However, at this moment, he saw the prosthetic mutant who was suspected to be the BOSS walking towards him.
If he were caught alive, it would be a bit of a waste of time.
So he stopped preparing to go offline and wanted to see what this guy was going to do.
At least.
I have to think of a way to get him to kill me.
He raised his hand to stop the mutant warrior who was about to cut him into eight pieces. The ugly mutant leader walked up to him and stopped, looking down at him condescendingly.
"name?"
"Haha..." Midnight Killer grinned and took a breath
Bloody saliva spat on his leg, "Your father."
Wait. I will come back!
Oger's expression gradually turned cold, and he stretched out his iron-like right hand to pinch his head, and his five fingers suddenly began to exert force.
Midnight Killer looked at him indifferently, with a hint of provocation in his eyes, as if to say "That's it?".
Looking at those eyes, Oger became completely angry. His thumb and index finger dug into his temple with a "click" sound, and forcefully pulled off the skull in the eye socket, including the muscles and flesh.
However, until he died, the man remained silent and laughed until the end.
looked at him with an expression on his face.
After crushing the eyeballs and bones in his hand, Oger's face was expressionless, but his heart was filled with shock and anger.
What the hell is going on with these human things!
He suddenly regretted that he should not have been angered by this guy and took him back to torture him with the torture tools in the tribe. He would always be able to find out something.
But now, all he got was a white brain and a lump of slimy flesh...
At this time, a sentry wearing animal skin ran over and knelt on one knee in front of him.
"Oge!" Oge looked at him coldly. "Say."
Looking at that cold gaze, the mutant sentry's shoulders trembled involuntarily, and he hurriedly said in a muttering voice.
"There are no two-legged animals in the town, and there are no four-legged animals. All the residents have disappeared, the houses are empty, and the apostle of the church has not been found..."
Before he finished speaking, a wounded centurion came over, leaned over and nodded.
"Og... we have two hundred and twenty dead and fifty seriously injured. There is also a centurion, a big man, and five cars."
"Ah!!! Yeah one by one!"
Unable to restrain his anger, Oge raised his head and roared angrily.
He has never been so embarrassed!
Five to six hundred brothers were beaten to death by a dozen guys, and more than two hundred of them were killed!
What he couldn't accept even more was that the human in power armor who killed his brother never appeared from the beginning to the end!
He seemed to have seen the mocking faces in the tribe.
The trees beside him rustled and swayed, and the entire forest seemed to tremble under his wrath.
The veins in his neck popped out. He looked at the sentry kneeling on one knee and shouted an order.
"The village is burned! Not a single house is left!"
"Yes!" The sentry hurriedly accepted the order, got up and ran away. Still not relieved, Oger looked at the centurion in front of him with a fierce look on his face, and asked breathlessly.
"Where is the nearest village?" the centurion answered in a loud voice.
"Hope Town, thirty kilometers east!"
"Follow me!"
Og looked at the minions around him and continued to shout at the top of his lungs, "Crush them! Let those two-legged animals run away crying and screaming! Tell them who is the master here!"
Although it was already the parish of the Torch Church and the sheepfold of the tribe, Og was very angry!
After so many brothers died, he would have to bring back at least four hundred heads.
Only by going can he shut up the guys who laughed at him and satisfy the great leader!
He will kill until enough!
It’s useless to persuade anyone!
"Where are those corpses?" The centurion looked at the leader, waiting for the order expectantly.
Those guys are different from two-legged animals that can only run away, and they definitely taste different too!
His mouth watered with greed.
And his boss lived up to his expectations.
"Keep the head, and cook the rest! Og will chop off his head when he's full!" Og roared loudly, and the mutants around him cheered excitedly.
"Ouch!"
A fire broke out in Chenchen Town, and thick smoke billowed.
It's a pity that the residents here have evacuated, so they can't hold a banquet on the mountain of corpses and sea of bones.
A group of mutants groaned and ran towards the truck, took off the large pots and cooking utensils tied to the truck, and started a fire without restraint near the forest.
The pot was bubbling, and the wild heads were chattering.
It screamed, and the song that no one could understand contained an indescribable coldness.
It smelled like coagulated blood.
At this moment, the group of greenskins who gathered together to eat did not notice that on the hillside not far away, a pair of dark green pupils were watching them quietly, and then quietly escaped into the shadow of the woods.
Underneath, it’s like you’ve never been here before...
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(Thanks to the leader of "Nue Ge" and "Makabaka" for the reward!!!)