The poaching organization had a good plan, and the wind and rain were loud enough to hide the gunfire.

However, they trekked through the rain very hard, after all, they were unfamiliar with the land of the reserve, and some meadows appeared in the mud under the heavy rain, and they did not understand the terrain and drove too casually, and if they were not careful, they would sink the car into it.

So even if they drive an ATV, they still have to get down and push the cart from time to time.

The elves were compassionate, and John exclaimed, "Human life is not easy, and you see, this poaching is also hard work." ”

Yang Shubao turned his head and stared at him violently: You almost have something in your brain, right?

There were guns in the car, and the situation was still relatively critical.

Yang Shubao did not command the elves to attack rashly, although he was sure of victory, he did not want to suffer any casualties, and he had to wait for the most suitable fighter to appear before he could do it.

This fighter plane arrived not long after, and no one in the world is more familiar with the terrain and geology of the reserve than Lao Yang, who has to drive around the reserve twice a day, and knows where there is more grass and water with his eyes closed.

When the two ATVs were about to drive into a hollow, he waved his hand and said, "Kill the front wheels of the car." ”

Two blood elves emerge from the grass and shoot burst arrows!

The Mercedes-Benz ATV staggered forward like drunkenness, and the people in the car hurriedly stepped on the brakes, but it was too late, and the car plunged into the hollow where a lot of muddy water had accumulated.

The people in the car jumped down one after another, and Yang Shubao raised his light machine gun and swept up at the grass: "Knock knock!"

A dull and loud sound quickly appeared, and the rate of fire of the light machine gun was much faster than that of the rifle, and the bullets were much more powerful.

I saw the bullets sweep by, a large number of blades of grass flew into the air, mixed into the small tornado and stirred, and even rain splashed everywhere, the situation was urgent!

The elves aimed at the poachers and fired their bows, and the beasts set their sights on their prey, and the sharp arrows they shot were their fangs, and the six poachers were wiped out in one wave.

Some poachers are tough guys, and they raised their guns to fight back with severe pain, but Yang Shubao showed no mercy to this kind of person, and said sharply: "Kill him!"

John raised the Shenmu bow and another arrow flew out, and the man who barely picked up the gun was hit by an arrow in the chest, and the whole person quickly wilted to the ground.

Yang Shubao continued to shoot as a warning, and a large-caliber bullet swept up the mud and blades of grass, scaring the poachers into trembling.

The poachers were aware of the current affairs, and after being hit by the arrow, they found that a large-caliber machine gun was firing, and they all lay on the ground and screamed: "Don't shoot! Don't shoot! We surrender, surrender!"

Terry was a little unfazed: "Braving the wind and rain to come out and then it's over?"

Yang Shubao sneered: "No, this is just the beginning, you go to reinforce Ma Long, leave it to me here." ”

He used his machine gun to cover the goblins to go up and catch people, the goblins were suitable for charging, they were short, hiding in the high and thick grass and disappeared.

Six people had one shoulder and chest wounded by an arrow, and the other five were in relatively good condition, but they were hit by arrows in both shoulders, although they lost the ability to resist, but this was a flesh wound, which was not serious.

The goblins grabbed one by one and tied it up with a rope, Yang Shubao walked up quickly to look down on them, the poachers were very seedless, and quickly turned their heads when they looked at him.

Yang Shubao was disappointed, and the last big black man gritted his teeth and looked at him, his eyes cracking.

Seeing this old Yang Le, he was worried that he didn't have a chance to vent the depression and anger in his heart, and this person gave him a chance.

He stretched out his hand to hold the shaft of the arrow and picked it up, and the big black man with a hideous temperament suddenly gasped, twisted his body and tried to raise it with his arm: "Shit, damn it! Oh you bastard!

Yang Shubao turned the shaft of the arrow and smiled: "What are you talking about? The wind is too loud for me to hear clearly." ”

The elves' homemade arrows were barbed, and the wound immediately expanded, and blood gushed out, mixed with rain, and turned into blood and flowed uncontrollably.

The big black man's eyes were straight, his mouth opened and he couldn't make a sound, but he just tried to gasp.

Yang Shubao continued to twist the arrow shaft: "Why don't you speak?"

He kicked the big black man down, and then reached out to hold the arrow shaft on the shoulder of a white young man next to him and turned around: "You guy has a really hard temper, he is a tough guy, I admire the tough guy the most, are you a tough guy?"

The white youth immediately howled bitterly: "No, God! Leave me, sir, let me go, my God! It hurts, it hurts! God!"

Yang Shubao said: "You are also a tough guy, you don't even answer my question......?"

"No, sir, no, I've already answered, I'm not a tough guy, I'm a piece of trash! I'm a damn bastard!" the white youth screamed.

Yang Shubao grabbed the arrow shaft and dragged them all up, and said with a smile: "Kneel in front of me!"

Five poachers who were only arrows were dragged out of the depression, and one was left to fall into the muddy water.

This Yang Shubao didn't care, and when he saw this young man with small dreadlocks, he begged: "Hey, sir, don't be like this, there may be some misunderstanding between us, you see, that guy is dying, please save him quickly." ”

Yang Shubao said coldly: "Die, die." ”

Listening to his fluttering words, the five of them couldn't help but tremble.

Uncle Yang is not ruthless, let alone deliberately scaring them, these poachers will not be held liable for their death in the reserve, and according to South African law, the armed forces of the reserve can kill the poachers.

The poachers confessed, and a big man said in a low mood: "Sir, we have made a big mistake this time, I know that we will definitely be punished by the law, and we will definitely stay in prison for the rest of our lives, we are willing to go to prison and regret it, but please give us a chance, you can save him." ”

Yang Shubao smiled: "You are wrong, you may not have the opportunity to go to prison to regret it." ”

These poachers are not as simple as bastards, many of them are deserters or outcasts from war-torn countries in Africa, much more ruthless than gangsters and hooligans, they have caused countless bloody cases in protected areas around the country, and the work guidelines of protected areas around the country have a guide that if you don't have an absolute powerless advantage after encountering poachers, then you must go to the police instead of confronting them, otherwise you will be killed.

The night elves arrived later, they grabbed two people in their hands, brought them over to Yang Shubao and said, "There are only two of them in the car, and there are eight poachers this time." ”

Yang Shubao nodded and kicked them all to the ground, and asked, "Which of you is the leading brother?" ”

One of the seven middle-aged white men said dejectedly, "Sanders is the leader, but he has been abandoned by you." ”

One of the two people who was brought over behind him was a young man, and when he heard this, he was angry and wanted to rush forward: "You killed my brother? You killed my brother? I want to fight with you!"