Three men in field uniforms were half-leaning on a big tree, panting violently. A large amount of blood was slowly flowing out from the countless hideous wounds on their bodies. The original grass-green field uniforms had been dyed.
Dark red, but they didn't seem to care about it, checking the firearms in their hands without any expression on their faces.
"How many bullets do you have left?"
Among the three people, a middle-aged Asian-looking man pulled out the magazine of the rifle in his hand and suddenly opened his mouth. He threw away the empty magazine. He took out the only bullet in the chamber and held it in his hand.
"No more!" The person who replied was a young man with black hair. After answering in a dull tone, he threw away the American-made military rifle in his hand with some disappointment, then pulled out a hunting knife from his waist and pointed it at the person beside him.
A blond man asked: "Wolf, what about you?"
The blond man threw the same style rifle in his hand against a big tree not far away as if to vent his anger. The force was so strong that the M4A1 smashed into a pile of parts, and then he spat and cursed in anger.
Said: "Damn it, what kind of broken gun can hold thirty bullets? Before I came here, I said I would bring my big gun with me, but you guys said it was just a small CASS. It's over now, just
Being able to wait helplessly to be slaughtered..."
"I also have a palm mine used by my mother-in-law. With the yellow bullet, one bullet for each of us is enough to kill ourselves!" After resting for a while, the blond man took out a small pistol from his black military boots.
A silver pistol, but no matter how you look at it, it is more exquisite than practical. The big man fiddled with the small gun and muttered resentfully: "Even if we commit suicide, those living corpses will definitely not let us go, right? They never do.
I’m a picky eater, but I really don’t want to turn into their poop after I die, it’s so damn disgusting…”
The blond man cursed in his mouth, but the other two people ignored his self-defeat, because the blond man had already pulled out the dagger from his waist, and his left hand actually came out from behind his waist.
A dark grenade came, and he used his teeth to pull off the tab on it, staring fiercely at the dark jungle ahead. It seemed that he was just talking about committing suicide.
"Ouch..."
Suddenly, a scream similar to that of a wolf-dog came from directly in front of the three of them. When the three of them heard it, their hearts tightened. They endured the pain on their bodies and stood up against the big tree, entering a state of full alert.
"Are all those vampire 'skinners' born in the year of the dog? Why did they catch up so quickly? Lin Tao, it seems that your little pup is already in danger!" The blond man weighed his hands.
Dagger, eyes fixed on the dark woods ahead without blinking.
"I know, you don't need to remind me!" The young man named Lin Tao frowned and stared straight ahead. Although his words were cold, there was already a touch of worry in his eyes.
"I never expected that our group of 'corpse collectors' would fall into the hands of a few little vampires. If this spreads out, we will be laughed to death! Oh, what a fucking shame!" said the middle-aged man on the side.
He sighed and shook his head, with helplessness written all over his face.
"Isn't this what you often say when a hero dies in a charlatan? We have killed so many brothers and sisters, and one day we will pay for our lives with our own lives. It's just that the bodies of us 'corpse collectors' are destined to be left uncollected today.
"It's gone!" The wolf sighed loudly. It was obvious that he also knew that he had little hope of surviving today, but the knife in his hand did not relax at all. Too many experiences in life and death taught them that they would never stop until the last moment.
Will bow his head and admit defeat.
"Who said no one has collected them? We're here right now..."
Before the wolf finished speaking, five people walked out of the dark forest at the same time. Through the sparse moonlight, you could vaguely see that the clothes of these five people were exactly the same as them, the same field uniform, the same military boots, the same clothes.
There are no signs on them, but the smiles on their faces look very strange, giving people a chilling feeling.
The speaker was a tall, thin man with brown hair, who was obviously the leader of the five people. His face was full of sarcastic smiles, and his eyes were full of banter when he looked at Lin and the others, as if five evil cats were playing with three.
Like a poor little mouse.
"You're laughing your ass, vampire, am I certain to die? Whoever lies down today is not certain!" The wolf waved the shiny dagger in his hand fiercely, his face full of defiance and defiance.
"Oh, you humans are so hypocritical. Even when you are about to die, you are still talking harshly. The little courage you have left may be enough to support you in scolding me! Oh, by the way, this poor thing
The hell puppy is yours!"
The tall and thin man spoke in an effeminate manner. He waved his hand behind him. A very wild-looking European woman walked out from behind him, carrying a red hound. The hound was as big as a calf, but
It looked like it was dying. There was a blood hole as big as a bowl on its neck, and gurgling blood was flowing down like a free stream.
The woman threw the red hound on the ground like a dead dog, and asked in a pretentious manner: "Oh, I was a bit heavy-handed just now, and accidentally knocked off one of its heads. Now...
There is only one left, but it’s so strange, don’t all hell’s watchdogs have three heads? But why does this one only have two? Lord Marquis, what do you think is going on?”
The wild woman turned around and gave the lanky man a flirtatious look. She walked up to him coquettishly and clung to him. She brushed the man's chest with her left hand still wearing the diamond ring and slid in skillfully all the way.
Inside the man's crotch, he rubbed it up and down vigorously.
"Of course the two-headed watchdog from hell is useless. He is destined to be abandoned at birth, just like the three opposite, haha!" The tall and thin man raised his head and laughed, tearing open the woman in front of him.
The coat and bra revealed a pair of slightly sagging breasts, and the two dark-colored "grapes" on them were twisted and pulled very hard.
"Ouch~ If you dare to touch my girl, you will die!" The wolf suddenly roared due to some stimulation, and the muscles all over his body began to expand rapidly until they expanded to an incredible degree. The wolf's whole body also began to continuously
Thick black hair grew, and the entire mouth protruded forward and long fangs grew. With a final "sizzle" sound, the battle suit on the wolf finally couldn't bear the expansion and broke apart, and a head
The fierce humanoid giant wolf also appeared in front of everyone.
"Die! Bastard..."
The wolf that had just transformed had a hoarse roar. He raised his hand and shot out the dagger in his hand. It went straight to the opponent's throat like lightning. At the same time, he kicked hard with his feet, lifting up a piece of turf. His whole body was like a wolf.
Like an arrow, it shot straight towards the tall and thin man who was still laughing.
"Don't go over there. That woman is no longer Lisa. He is deliberately irritating you!" The middle-aged man hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull the wolf back, but his strength was no match for the werewolf. Not only did he fail to pull himself, he almost fell.
Once he fell, he could only watch helplessly as the wolf rushed towards the opponent like crazy.
"Looking for death!" The tall and thin man who was laughing suddenly stopped laughing. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He tilted his head to avoid the dagger shot by the wolf. With a "snatch" sound, it was deeply inserted into the dagger behind him.
In the big tree, it was completely buried into the handle. At the same time, the sharp claws that had concentrated the wolf's full blow were less than half a meter away from him. But the tall and thin man's eyes suddenly opened wide, and there was a black ripple that was almost invisible to the naked eye.
Immediately, it shot from his eyes to the wolf who was still in mid-air.
As soon as the wolf came into contact with the wave tattoo shape, he immediately slowed down. He felt as if he had fallen into a deep quagmire. Not only did his movements slow down ten times, but even breathing became very difficult. He was originally much faster than ordinary people.
The speed is now more like a turtle crawling.
The tall and thin man grabbed the wolf's neck, which was almost stuck in mid-air. His seemingly weak hands choked the wolf to the point of suffocation, and even the thick cervical vertebrae made an unbearable "gurgle" sound.
"Idiot~ You can't beat me again and again, and you're still so stupid. Isn't it right for me to play with your girl? I really don't know how a waste like you got into the 'Corpse Collector'!" The tall and thin man pinched the wolf arrogantly.
She laughed loudly, and in order to cooperate with the lanky man, the wild girl even pressed her big white breasts tightly against the lanky man's arms and rubbed them up and down, looking at the wolf with a deliberately full look of enjoyment.
"Ouch..." The wolf that could barely move let out a roaring roar, its eyes all red and red, and its claws began to slowly attack the tall and thin man's head again, slowly but firmly.
The tall and thin man looked at this situation leisurely. He didn't seem to be worried at all, and his expression was a little more playful. "Is this going crazy? After all, he was the golden wolf warrior among the former werewolves. He was killed by me."
You can still move after being restrained by the mental magnetic field. Forget it, I’ll just send you to hell! Oh, by the way, after you die, I will definitely leave your body to the living corpses and let you rot in them.
The body slowly turned into a puddle of excrement, hahaha..."