In a camp of Hindustani, an aluminum pot was set up on a bonfire made of stones, and the flames were blazing, and the soup in the pot was boiling and emitting billowing white gas. A sheep was hung on a meat hook, and a shirtless warrior cleanly cleaned the entrails and fur, cut off pieces of tender mutton and threw them into the wrap.

Another warrior took out the sack and poured some oats and spices into it.

These supplies were taken from nearby villages, and the untouchables did not dare to resist under their strong force.

It's just that these hateful untouchables are becoming more and more cunning, the children and women are hiding, and there are only a few old people left in the village, and there is not even much food left.

In the eyes of these fanatical believers, ordinary Hindustani are just the lambs of God, and they are God's shepherds. Shouldn't the lamb be taken from the shepherd, these damned untouchables dare to cheat and cheat, it's really damned.

A few dried branches were added to the bonfire, and the flames suddenly became more vigorous, skimming off the scum floating on the soup noodles, and the aroma of fresh soup came to the face.

The biochemical velociraptors on the periphery were a little restless, and they were also hungry.

This group of Hindustani people was the same group of people who attacked the safe zone, and with the powerful mobility of the biochemical velociraptor in complex terrain, they threw off the Zhuxia pursuers behind them.

It's just a long journey that has brought the physical strength of these biochemical velociraptors close to the limit. And a warrior drove seven or eight sheep to the beasts of prey.

The breath of the bio-raptor made the lambs tremble in fear, and before they could escape, the hungry bio-raptors flew up and pushed the lamb to the ground.

Sharp teeth easily tore through the lamb's fur, tearing off chunks of muscle and gobbling them into their stomachs.

It didn't take long for only some wool and bones to be left on the ground, and a few velociraptors were playing with the bones in boredom.

The bloody scene did not affect Yenarika's appetite, and she sat cross-legged, with her sword on her lap, and held a small bowl in her hand, and drank the broth from the wheat cake in small sips.

"After the rest is over, we must continue to hurry, we must carry out the next wave of attacks as soon as possible, to attract the attention of those Zhuxia people, and delay their offensive."

God's messengers are gradually waking up from their long slumber, years earlier than the revelation had predicted, as if they had been awakened by a nuclear bomb that had fallen on the Deccan plateau. As the tribes fight over the nuclear bomb, the body of the bomb ruptures, and the high intensity of radiation interrupts the slumber.

This is not a good thing, the newly awakened family members are in the weakest state, and the energy stored in them has already been exhausted by tens of thousands or even millions of years of sleep, and once they encounter the Zhuxia people, it will be a slaughter without resistance.

Originally, with Ouroboros' plan, they would not fight a positional battle with the arriving Zhuxia army, and in the face of the huge weapon superiority of the Zhuxia people, they were not opponents at all on the frontal battlefield. Only when the Zhuxia people occupied most of the plateau and needed to divide their troops to fight a security battle with them, could they have the possibility of victory.

But for the sake of those dependents who were still in a weak state, Ouroboros could only grit its teeth and confront the Zhuxia people, and as a result, they were defeated again and again, and their strength was seriously lost.

This situation will not last long, the clan is rapidly regaining its strength, and the long-lived clan like the ground-dwelling basilisk has returned to the top. Zhu Xia's forces on the Deccan Plateau are insufficient, and they will not be opponents of the clans.

At this moment, the head of a standing Hindustan soldier suddenly exploded. Bullets flying at high speed from a distance pierced his forehead and exploded in the skull. The powerful shockwave shattered the hard skull into dozens of pieces, like fragments of a grenade, and shot in all directions.

Several hapless Hindustan fighters were hit, drenched in blood.

"Enemy attack! It's a sniper! ”

Yenarika threw the bowl in her hand and drew her sword.

Another soldier was hit, and the exploding bullet hit the ribs, instantly tearing half of his body apart, and the flesh and bones were scattered and scattered, and the blood was abnormal.

"Salman, you take a few people on the Biochemical Velociraptor, get that sniper out, and the others look for cover and suppress the fire."

Ye Narika wondered in her heart, their whereabouts were very hidden, and they carefully avoided the patrols and drones of the Zhuxia people along the way, how could they suddenly be ambushed.

Pious warriors possess a tenacious will to fight, and even in the face of a surprise attack, these elite Hindustani warriors did not panic. Salman took the lead, leaping out of the rock where he was hiding, and jumped onto a biochemical velociraptor in a few leaps.

"In the northwest direction, the bullet is coming from the northwest direction, and the sniper did not use the psychic force wave to lock on to the target, and I can't determine his location."

Yenarika shouted that the enemy sniper is not simple, and he can hide his aura very well. She can't even determine the position of the other party with her keen perception, and can only judge the general direction by the ballistics of the bullet.

"Okay, he's dead!"

As soon as Salman pulled the reins, the bio-raptor ran wild across the wasteland, followed by six bio-raptor cavalry, equally confident.

Even on rough ground, the Biochemical Velociraptor was able to reach a top speed of 80 kilometers per hour. The distance of two or three kilometers can be rushed in a minute and a half. He did not believe that someone could hit such a high-speed moving target at a long distance.

The next moment, a shouting cavalryman was shot in a hurry, and the bullet blew off the upper half of his body, and the biochemical velociraptor he was riding was also drenched in blood.

Before the cavalry could react, another companion next to him was also shot, and the body slipped off the biochemical velociraptor body.

The sniper's hand was steady, each shot was fired almost exactly at the same interval, and with each shot, a Hindustani was killed.

"Damn! Charge, don't stop, keep charging! ”

Salman's self-confidence was shattered by the corpses that kept slipping off his mount. He shouted frantically, lowering his body and hating the sniper.

Soon, all the cavalry was left with him, but he also rushed out two kilometers.

The sniper was supposed to be around here, and Salman didn't believe anyone could hit a target from two kilometers away without a mental force wave gun.

With red-eyed eyes scanning patches of grass, he had to pull out the damn sniper and cut off the pieces of flesh with his knife to quench his hatred.

Soon, his heart sank deeper, there was nothing here, the sniper was not here.

The next moment, a bullet from a distance hit Salman in the head, killing him in despair.