"Boom! Bang! "There were two explosions, and several Roman devils were blown out of the car. In the blink of an eye, only four or five of the dozen Roman devils were left alive.

Richard immediately turned his gun around and hit the second truck.

In fact, the two trucks behind had stopped, and several devils were fleeing out of the cab.

Rogers raised his hand, and the third ** flew towards the second truck, and with a bang, it exploded, blowing a large piece of the front of the second car away. Immediately afterward, Rogers threw the fourth and fifth** at the third truck. The second and third trucks were obscured by the dirt and smoke from the violent explosion.

At this time, Richard fired a shot unhurriedly, lifting the celestial lid of the driver, who had just pushed open the door of the second car and had not had time to jump out of the car.

The Roman devil who jumped from the last truck was a major who hastily drew his pistol and hid behind the wheels while shouting, in a vain attempt to find the location of the sniper in order to organize a counterattack.

The five Roman devils who were not killed in the first car had already recovered their strength, and with their rifles in hand, they frantically pounced on the hill where the two were located.

"Rogers, you deal with the Roman devils who rushed up, and I deal with the major hiding under the car." Richard whispered to Rogers.

"Understood." Rogers picked up the charge/striker/gun and swept at the five Roman devils who rushed up the hill. This time I killed two Roman devils, and three guys lay down on the hillside and shot back: "Bang, bang, bang......"

Richard shifted to a more advantageous position as a sniper, but could not see the officer hiding under the car. I only heard the officer shouting in the house, probably using a walkie-talkie to send a warning signal, so as to summon his accomplices to come and save his life.

He must be killed as soon as possible, otherwise we will not even have time to retreat as soon as the Roman devil brigade comes.

Richard switched to another sniper position, but still couldn't see the officer's ghost. What to do? This question is not difficult for Richard, and it is time to sacrifice a killer move. I saw him open his backpack and take out two bullets, which were longer and thicker than ordinary bullets, and the bottom of the bullets was painted with red paint. Richard first picked a pointed *** and pressed it into the chamber of the gun, aimed at the fuel tank of the truck, pulled the trigger, and hit the fuel tank "dang" with a shot, piercing a hole in it, and the gasoline suddenly flowed to the ground.

The Richard pulled the shell, pressed the second *** into the chamber of the gun, and again aimed at the leaking fuel tank.

There was a crisp "pop", and the bullet roared out of the chamber, just hitting the part of the loophole, only to hear the "boom", and the gasoline burned. The flames burned more and more by the wind, and after a while the flames took advantage of the wind to burn the car, and even the canvas was on fire, and then the carriage also burned. The whole car turned into a giant torch.

At this time, the officer hiding under the car could not hide, and his body was on fire, and he ran from under the car with his head in his arms, in a vain attempt to lie behind a rock and counterattack.

Richard's muzzle followed him, and as soon as he turned around, before he could get close to the stone, Richard pulled the trigger, and a bullet roared out of the chamber, instantly hitting the officer's chest in the chest, splattering blood and flesh, and he immediately fell to the ground, his legs convulsing incessantly.

Richard turned around and saw that Rogers had already eliminated three Roma devils with a charge/edge/gun, and the last two Roma devils were left, hiding behind a large rock, and resisted stubbornly. Bullets from automatic rifles whizzed over their heads.

Rogers has changed sniper locations and is now ambushing behind a small tree.

There was a faint sound of a car engine. Richard looked back in shock and found five large trucks driving up the road in the distance, and he knew that it was the reinforcements of the Roman devils.

The fighting must end immediately, otherwise the situation will be very unfavorable to them.

Richard was looking for the hiding place of the Roman devils through the sniper scope, and suddenly, he saw a steel helmet peeking out, and a guy was obviously hiding there. Richard smoothed the muzzle of the gun, pulled the machine into the bullet, and pulled the trigger steadily.

Not far away, Rogers' gun rang out at the same time, and two canopies of blood mist came out from behind the stones, and the last two Roman devils were also taken away by death.

"Retreat!" Richard shouted at Rogers, who leapt out from behind the tree where he was hiding. There happened to be a large forest at the bottom of the hillside, and the two quietly disappeared into the forest.

The Roman devils who came to the aid on the highway had no idea how these people had disappeared. They looked at the dead bodies and the wreckage of three cars on the ground, and wept without tears.

From the side of the Nile to the road, there are wide and dense reeds, large areas of reeds can not be seen at a glance, gusts of cold wind blow, white reeds are swayed by the wind, making a mournful sound.

There is a sandbar in the reeds, and a fisherman with a reed pole stands on the sandbar, and in the open space in front of the hermitage, in addition to the broken fishing nets dried by the fishermen, three small bonfires are also raised. More than 40 royal officials were sitting around the campfire, their war-dusted faces reddened by the fire.

On the wooden pole on the fire hung a steel helmet, and a pot of fishing soup was boiling in it.

The king of Egypt stared at the fire in a daze, and the red light of the fire illuminated his gloomy face. The guard officer approached and sat down beside him wordlessly.

When the fish soup was boiled, the foreign secretary asked the king with a steel helmet: "Your Majesty, how is this soup distributed?" ”

The king looked at the group and said, "Take one bite at a time, and bring the rest to the sick." ”

Everyone came to drink the soup, and many people still had palpitations and couldn't drink a mouthful of soup.

The Foreign Secretary went into the castration with the rest of the soup.

After a while, the nurse came out of the eunuch and said to the king in a dejected manner: "The queen has an inflamed wound on her back, and she has a high fever that does not go away, and she is talking nonsense; The Home Secretary, Anders, had a swollen throat and couldn't eat, and the anti-inflammatory drugs I had brought with me had run out, and I was afraid they wouldn't be able to survive for a few days. The health soldier tossed an empty bottle for injection and sat down in the sand beside the king.

The bearded minister and the photojournalists accompanying the army gathered around, and when they heard the words of the health soldiers, everyone's faces became more solemn, and no one said a word.

The king raised his binoculars and swept the foggy Nile in the distance, and then looked at the yellow reeds that could not be seen, and frowned.

The bearded man sighed and said, "The liaison officer has been gone for almost two days, and he said that there is a fishing village in front of him, and he should come back now, right?" "The liaison officer's home is in a nearby fishing village, and he grew up by the river, so he is familiar with the area.

The king looked down at his watch: "Yes, it's been two days, why hasn't he come back yet?" ”

The big guy looked anxiously at the reeds swaying in the wind, and the feelings of disappointment and anxiety were written on everyone's faces.

Margora, the photographer, withdrew his disappointed gaze and said to the king: "I say, Your Majesty, we can't wait here any longer, if we wait like this, if we don't freeze to death, we will have to starve to death, or we will have to be taken prisoner by the Romans, and we must think of something else as soon as possible." ”

The king smiled bitterly, "Mr. Margola, you are a photographer, you have never participated in a battle at first glance, hmph, it is easy to say, we are not waiting here, what can we do?" With the Nile in front, the Romans in the back, and the reeds on your side, what do you say you can do? ”

A palace man next to him interjected: "I would rather drown than surrender to the Romans." ”

The guard officer said, "I agree with Magora, if we stay any longer, we will die, Your Majesty, let us get out of here." ”

"Your Majesty, I am afraid," said the bearded man, "in case the liaison officer is captured by the Romans, he will not come back with the rescuers, but will come back with the Romans to arrest us." ”

"Don't make any noise, okay," the king said, covering his bulging head, "the more critical it is in this situation, the more we need to be level-headed, not to be frightened by the Romans, I am sure that the liaison officer will come back to save us!" ”

Many members of the royal family gathered around, chattering and gossiping.

Some advocated leaving, some advocated waiting, some advocated surrender to the Romans, and everything was said, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Margola knew that it would be in vain to say more, so he stood up alone, picked up his camera bag without saying a word, threw it on his back, and turned his head to walk into the depths of the reeds.

Everyone watched Margora walk through the sandbar and into the reeds, and they all thought he was doing something stupid, and at the same time sweated for his safety.

The king could not help but shout, "Margola, what are you going to do?!" Come back soon! …… You're going in the wrong direction, it's Cairo City, and there's a little devil! ”

Magora turned her head, and the cold wind blew over and said, "Boss, that's right, I'm going to Cairo, because I don't want to wait here to die, I'm going to the safe zone." ”

Magora walked away, and the king watched with disappointment as his figure grew smaller and smaller, more and more indistinct, and finally turned into a small black dot.

Unbeknownst to Magora, not far from him, there was a small sampan hidden in the reeds, on which a young man dressed as a fisherman was staring at him. The man was described as obscene, wearing a felt hat and a gray cotton jacket, and was now lying sneakily on the boat, with a pair of treacherous little eyes shining brightly. The young man pushed back in the direction of Magora's walk, and through the reeds he saw the campfires and geldings in the distance, as well as the figures of Egyptians.

The sneaky man's name was Hakui, and he was a member of the Roman advance team. Before the Roman devils came to Cairo, he was a first-class local ruffian and had been mixing in the black market. Later, he was introduced to join the Roman devil secret agent group, which specially flashed flashlights for the Roman devil plane into the sky, guided the Roman devil plane to bomb military targets in Egypt, and made a lot of money.

In the past two days, he knew that the Roman devil was about to enter the city, and there were many rich people on the Nile who were eager to flee, so this was a good opportunity to make a fortune. He got a sampan and waited by the river, specializing in the business of crossing people across the river, and collecting one gold bar at a time, which allowed him to make dozens of dollars every day.