The smell of burning flesh mixed with the screams that echoed through the sky.
The desperate screams of people picking at their own flesh in despair are simply unimaginable. More than 10,000 people are crowded into the sky. Now even the real rocks in the sky are burned red, and not a drop of blood has fallen to the ground.
It was evaporated into air.
The originally pitch-black skin of everyone around him was licked by the flames, and the flesh rolled up as if it had been scraped open, revealing the pink tender meat inside. The tender meat turned into a charred paste in just a few seconds under the absolute high temperature.
taste.
The blood was quickly evaporated, and the burnt flesh was broken into pieces and peeled off from the body, revealing the white bones inside.
Flames rose upwards from the ground, and soon the feet and legs of the barefoot soldiers turned into two pairs of charred skeletons.
The brittle bones could not support the weight of the body at all, and they broke in the middle with a snap. There was not even a trace of bone marrow in the bone cavity that had completely evaporated.
The blood vessels and veins swelled and exploded directly from the skin. The small piece of skin swelled and twisted a few times and then sunk. Severe pain went straight to the subcortex of the brain, and countless people gritted their teeth amidst the wailing sounds.
Human flesh candles are rolling on the ground, hoping to alleviate some of the pain, but in this furnace, no matter where they are, they are the same.
The same high temperature, the same furnace, the same hell on earth.
People kept falling down, people couldn't bear the pain and drank bullets to commit suicide, and people kept being burned half-dead and fell to the ground, twitching slightly, and then the last trace of life was sucked out in the flames.
A few hundred people retched and ran out. They were spared because they were at the back of the team, but their dark faces were completely devoid of human color. Their heads and shoulders were covered with blackened minced meat, and their whole bodies were covered with black meat.
Not a hair is left.
"What...what's going on..." The head of state's voice trembled so much that his tongue kept hitting his upper and lower jaws.
"Let's eat barbecue." An evil laugh suddenly sounded in the distance.
There was no time to react, and the laughter was followed by the crisp sound of assault rifles and submachine guns firing.
The hundreds of people who had been stunned by the scene in Xianxiantian instantly fell down like autumn rice.
"Pull into the woods!" Miller was the first to come to his senses and knew that he was being attacked by the enemy's secret lurking troops, and he shouted quickly.
The moment he finished shouting, he ducked into the crowd. A bullet grazed his scalp and opened the head of the Japanese mercenary who had just been standing next to Miller.
Miller felt a burning pain in his scalp, and a hot, wet liquid flowed down his forehead.
Reaching out to wipe off the blood on his head, Miller cursed shit in his mind as he squeezed through the crowd and hid in the woods a few meters away.
With the cover of the woods, I could at least take a breather.
Luo Xiaoyun's shot missed Miller, who was shouting from the crowd. He was waving in annoyance to his companions who were outflanking him, chasing him and beating the dog in the water, when he suddenly saw a plume of thick smoke coming towards him.
Luo Xiaoyun was startled, and before he could react, Luo Yu yelled: "Get down!"
When everyone was lying on the ground, a howitzer exploded not far away, kicking up large chunks of soil. Several trees were broken in half, with jagged fractures leaning to one side and entangled roots.
It was also blown out of the mud.
The explosion made Luo Yu's eardrums hurt. The old gangster hadn't suffered such a loss for a long time. He spit out the mud splashed into his mouth and said, "Damn it, except for that golden-haired monkey, let me dry all the rest."
After running nearly a hundred meters into the woods, Miller gasped for air.
I don't know why I am the one being beaten. This change is so strange. You must know that ten minutes ago, tens of thousands of government troops were screaming and charging towards the sky.
Fortunately, now, except for a small part of the more than 10,000 people who ran back, the rest have all become coke or food for vultures and jackals.
Miller took a few breaths and suddenly realized something. The standard British accent in which he just said "eating barbecue" could not be the English that a local African native might speak.
"Did the general come in person?" Miller's eyes flashed with light, and he looked at the four men in cloaks who had been following him.
He heard that the general in the Yami belt government was once a member of the world-famous Marine Corps. It should be normal for him to speak authentic English.
The opponent's coach actually brought his team down personally. If he could be captured alive, the battle would still be fought.
The four men in cloaks stood motionless around Miller, and Miller was used to them not showing any signs of anger for a long time.
After conveying his thoughts to the four aces of the family, four cloaks were thrown into the air at the same time.
Four muscular people, one woman and three men, stood in front of Miller with expressionless faces.
"Finally we can see what's going on." Miller took a breath. It seemed that these four people had some brains and knew that they had to take action now.
The four men with muscles as strong as steel are all bronzed, and they all have short hair standing on their heads.
After running wildly for a while, Miller had already distanced himself from those stupid African pigs he looked down upon. Staying with those mindless natives would only make himself more dangerous.
What he has to do now is to wait for two of the four men to lure the pursuers away, and then he can retreat to the base camp, find his sister Mirillian, and then take a helicopter to leave this ghost place.
The first priority is to save your life. There will be plenty of opportunities to recapture the diamond mine in the future.
The virgin forest stretches as far as the eye can see, and a few hundred people started a life-and-death chase inside.
The voices in Xiantianli slowly died down, and the charred corpses were entangled in various postures. The twisted bodies showed the pain these corpses experienced when they were alive.
Many corpses were burnt into the last bits of browned bones, and the smell of burnt meat in the curls of green smoke attracted a flock of vultures circling in the sky.
These predators stare greedily at their favorite food below with their little blood-red eyes.
A graceful figure was revealed behind the branches of a big tree, and two smooth and straight calves were exposed under a cloak, which made people's blood boil.
In the cloak, Mirillian sighed, clenched her fists, and after a while she released her hands.
It was impossible for her to follow him in now, and she would be wronged if she was accidentally killed.
There was a crisp sound of gunfire deep in the woods, and in the panic, more than a dozen yellow-skinned corpses were blown into pieces and flew into the air.
These corpses all had a very distinctive feature: their legs were as long as their upper bodies.
Typical short stature.
Of course, there were also some pitch-black minced meat and gushing blood flying into the sky.
The head of state is angry but doesn't know where to direct his anger. He still doesn't know what the other party looks like.
Judging from the situation just now, the number of people on our side has an advantage. Unfortunately, the fire outside has turned all the people on our side into frightened birds. Now they have no fighting power at all and have become dying people in the desert.
wild horse.
Looking at the more than two hundred people gathered scatteredly in the woods, including Japanese mercenaries and their own troops, Miller didn't know where he ran in the panic just now. The head of state gritted his teeth and stared with blood-red eyes.
Another grenade exploded in the crowd.
There was a loud bang, and a rain of blood and broken meat and dregs flew everywhere. The splashing blood fascinated the general's eyes.
"Who is it! I want to talk to your leader!" The head of state shouted hysterically to the sky, "You are a general, right? I want to negotiate with you!"
"What are you talking about?" A soft voice sounded in his ear, and the head of state felt a cold, hard thing push into his ear hole.