The ferocious rain of bullets swallowed the lives of more than a dozen tribal warriors in an instant, and Sang Luo ran back covered in blood and fell headlong into Luowa's arms.

"There is an ambush, retreat, retreat......" Sang Luo yelled in pain.

Before Luowa could speak, dozens of figures suddenly rushed out of the woods.

The Erawan Shrine's men are all mercenaries with strict military training, and each of them has fought against government forces and has a wealth of combat experience.

And they live in the jungle all year round and deal with the government army, so as soon as they break out of the bunker, they form a dense offensive formation, concentrating their fire on the tribal forces.

The dense bullets were like a hammer in the air, and even a man-sized tree was swept down in its pass.

Before the tribal soldiers could react, more than twenty people were swept into meat sauce along with the trees, and blood and minced meat flew everywhere.

This level of battle was something that Luo Wa didn't expect anyway, he thought that the other party would enter the ambush circle on his side, but he didn't expect that he actually led his subordinates into the other party's trap.

As soon as the battle began, the tribal forces fell into passivity.

Luowa kept Sangluo and shouted: "All retreat, they are not familiar with the terrain, we shoot them along the way." ”

The tribal warriors began to shoot arrows and retreat backwards, but the Erawan Shrine had the advantage in firepower, and the tribal warriors' bows and arrows did not do anything to them at all, but the retreating warriors kept falling.

Deep in the jungle, the Eight-Faced Buddha and Murong Bing waited for news under a big tree.

The walkie-talkie suddenly rang: "Eighth Master, the people of Baihua Village have been repelled by us, and we are currently dividing into three groups and attacking in the direction of the village." ”

A smile appeared on the face of the eight-faced Buddha: "Don't attack the stockade first, surround it first, and don't let anyone go." ”

"Understand the eighth master, we will kill all the people on the periphery first, and when they retreat into the stockade, we will attack with strong firepower."

The eight-faced Buddha nodded: "Go ahead, the battle will be over in an hour, and I will go back to sleep." ”

"Yes!"

At the end of the call, the eight-faced Buddha looked at Murong Bing flatteringly: "Miss, it seems that this time it is a trip for you to run in vain." Baihuazhai will be taken down soon, so you won't have to worry about it. ”

A faint smile appeared on Murong Bing's cold face: "Eighth Master is really polite, I'm still young, and it will be very helpful for me to learn more combat skills from Eighth Master." In the future, I will ask the eighth master to teach me more, you are a master in this area. ”

The eight-faced Buddha smiled quickly: "The eldest lady has praised it, and the credit this time belongs to the eldest lady." When I go back to report to the head of the family, I must say that the eldest lady commanded it. ”

Murong Bing nodded: "The eighth master has a heart, I will not forget this love." ”

There was a lot of gunfire in the woods, and the eight-faced Buddha's men divided into three groups and advanced towards Baihuazhai from three directions.

The people who fell into the tiles retreated, almost retreating from the woods to the edge of the woods.

Luowa hugged Sang Luo and ran behind a stone, looked down, Sang Luo was already unconscious due to excessive blood loss, and only the intake air in his nose was not breathing.

Luowa shouted anxiously: "Come on, send him back to the village, heal him immediately, quickly..."

Two tribal warriors rushed over and ran towards the stockade with Sanglu on their shoulders.

"Dadada....."

The dense gunfire was getting closer and closer, and Luowa looked towards the place where the gunfire rang out, and vaguely saw tribal warriors falling under strafing fire, and those were the tribal warriors he had left behind to hold back the enemy.

Luowa's eyes turned red in an instant, he was the leader of the warriors, and his own men died one by one, which only showed his incompetence.

"Brother Luowa, we are about to be surrounded, and they are rushing towards us from three directions." A tribal warrior rushed to the rocky tile and yelled.

Luowa suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a deep voice, "How many more people do we have?" ”

"There are more than 160 people left, and the rest ...... All dead. The warrior said indignantly.

It was as if there were countless volcanic explosions in Luowa's heart, bringing out more than 300 people, and now half of them are dead.

How long has it been, how can he explain to the people in the village when he goes back? How to deal with the families of those brothers who died in battle?

Luowa's eyes erupted with rage, and he yelled, "Brothers, the lackeys of the Murong family are going to kill us all. Behind us is the stockade, and if we retreat, our brothers and sisters in the stockade will also be killed. ”

He roared, "So, we can't retreat anymore. Right here, fighting to the death with the lackeys of the Murong family, who of you want to follow me? ”

"I'll stay...."

"Brother Luowa, if you want to die, we will die here together."

"Never let the lackeys of the Murong family enter the village for half a step...."

Luowa nodded excitedly: "Okay, I, Luowa, am accompanied by your brothers, and it's worth dying to die." Prepare your bow and arrows and fight them to the death. ”

The tribal warriors immediately moved, and they moved from the trees behind the stones.

They had seen how powerful their opponents were, and the ferocious bullets could break a tree in an instant, and hiding behind a tree was no different from sending them to death.

Now the only thing they could dodge was the rocks scattered around the edge of the woods, using this as their last refuge.

The gunfire got closer and closer, and more than thirty enemies suddenly rushed out of the woods.

Luowa immediately yelled: "Kill ....."

"Woo Woo ......"

Countless feathered arrows suddenly burst out from behind the stone, and the more than thirty people who had just rushed out were shot into hedgehogs before they could react, screaming and falling to the ground.

This is the first time since the firefight that Baihuazhai has killed the enemy, and it has killed so many at once, and everyone shouted excitedly.

But they didn't notice that in the woods, two mercenary officers were looking at them coldly.

"These old hats actually exposed their own positions, and they are also called wars?" An officer snorted contemptuously.

Another laughed and said, "If they don't die, heaven will not tolerate it." What Baihua Village, what peerless masters, all of them are dead when they meet us. ”

"With a bazooka, is it safe to hide behind rocks? Blow them up. ”

The orders of the two were immediately conveyed, and more than a dozen drug dealers with bazookas quickly rushed to the front.

Aiming at the stone where the tribal soldiers were hiding, he relentlessly pulled the trigger.

"Boom, boom, boom......."

A rocket blasted the stone to pieces, and the cheering tribal soldiers were suddenly blown into a blur of flesh and blood, and more than 30 people were killed in an instant.

For the first time, Luowa's heart began to panic, they used cold weapons, and it was already very difficult to deal with the enemy who used guns.

Now that the other party has used rockets, how should this be fought?

"Boom, Boom, Boom ....."

Another batch of rockets exploded, and the tribal warriors hiding behind the stones were literally targeted, and more than thirty more people were killed.

Luowa knew that everyone would die if he continued to defend it, so he immediately ordered everyone to retreat.

"Brother Luowa, are we looking for that Mr. Lin to help....." A tribal warrior asked during the retreat.

"What's the use of coming to him? I can't even beat him, isn't he dead when he comes? As soon as Luo Wa heard Mr. Lin, he became angry.

The tribal warrior hesitated and said, "Maybe Mr. Lin really has a way, he took three people to kill more than 100 people from the Murong family, this is what I saw with my own eyes." We're not good at dealing with enemies with guns, but he can. ”

Luowa hesitated: "He..... Really? ”

The tribal warrior nodded affirmatively: "Mr. Lin should have a way, Brother Luowa, you really should go to him." ”

(End of chapter)