ACT124: The white belly of the fish is faintly revealed on the horizon of the white night, and it will not be long before the dawn of dawn will tear through the night and return to the earth.

However, some people in a hurry did not have time to wait for the sun to fall into the city, not to mention that in the vast sea of grass swaying in the wind, there were more than one pair of eyes sneaking at them.

The other party was very calm, maybe they didn't understand what the people on the road wanted to do, so they chose to stand still.

The ghosts in charge of the vigilance sealed the blind spots that could be attacked in a professional manner, considering that the other party may have long-range shooting weapons, the ghosts deliberately chose a position with cover to block the attack, although they can't see the other party showing their heads for the time being, but the keen sense of battle can make up for the lack of vision, as long as the other party moves, the ghosts are confident that they can lock their position in the shortest possible time.

Ming Junwei's idea is very damaged, but judging from the current situation, it is indeed the most trouble-saving and labor-saving way.

The sea of grass itself is the opponent's home field, and there are countless traps in the grass forest, relying on their little people, it is not wise to enter in danger, and there is no time to search inch by inch.

There are no conditions to create conditions, the wind is endless at night, and the grass forest is an excellent combustible, Ming Junwei feels that if he doesn't set a fire, he is a little sorry for the favorable time and place.

The team of combustible fuel collectors was very skillful, there were a lot of vehicles on the street, the metal shells were useless, and there were a lot of bits and pieces inside.

Past survivors generally focused on food, drink, and warm clothing, and had little interest in other items in the car, which also facilitated Ming's plan, so that everyone could gather a large pile of cushion sponges in a short period of time.

"A little fire here, the other party should make a move." Ming Junwei pointed to the grass waves outside the fence, and said to Lao Maozi: "It takes time for the fire to burn, and we have no other combustibles, so it should not have much impact on them in the early stage, can your people ensure that they are not affected?" ”

"We can adapt to a tougher operational environment." Lao Maozi was full of confidence, the infrared telescope scanned a few times, and said: "The other party is very well hidden, but as long as they dare to show their heads, they will definitely not be able to escape our bullets." ”

"That's for the best." Ming Junwei calmed down a little, nodded and said, "In short, don't go deep into the pursuit, control the battlefield on the road." ”

"What if the other side retreats?" Lao Maozi frowned, they don't like defense very much, the baptism of gunfire brings them an indomitable spirit, no matter who the enemy is, there is no fear.

"Let them withdraw." Ming Junwei rubbed his somewhat sour one-eyed eyes and said with a smile: "If the fire can keep burning in the mountains and forests, it will definitely save us a lot of trouble." Lao Maozi twisted his eyebrows and thought about it, nodded and agreed to Ming Junwei's plan, turned around and went back to explain to the ghosts who were ready to attack one by one, so as to avoid unnecessary confusion caused by rash charges.

The graduate student measured the direction of the wind and said happily: "The northwest wind is just right." ”

"Burn." Ming Junwei's eyes burned, and a cold word burst out between his teeth. There is long-lost blood boiling in the chest, and no matter how time presides, the fighting spirit in some people's bones will not disappear.

Ming Junwei is calm enough, calm enough, but at certain moments, he is also crazy enough. This is not the first time that this one-eyed dragon has the idea of making a big move, a few years ago, he thought about blowing up water towers, thinking about bombing bomb shelters, thinking about bombing underground bases, whenever he encounters some difficult problems, the fanatical factor in his blood will always make him think of similar death, and explosion is undoubtedly the most vigorous means.

At present, there is no condition to carry out blasting, so retreat to the next best, burn the company camp, and reflect the evening mountain. Arson is one of the earliest skills mastered by humans, and fire brings disaster, but also cooked food and warmth, and almost everyone has a hidden arson in their hearts**.

This is true at all, the sound of firelights on the road is proving this, whether it is the ghost guy field worker or the smokers around the island, even Luo Yu, Lu Qian and these girls, when the combustibles in their hands are ignited and the scorching flames are flying, there is a trace of undisguised fanaticism on everyone's faces.

The blanket that burned into a fireball was thrown into the grass...... The smoking sponge was thrown into the grass...... Flamed plastic products were thrown into the grass...... On the highway on a depressed night, it is as if a group of drunken urban saboteurs have arrived, reckless of the consequences and losses, intending to burn everything in front of them.

The dry grass was soon ignited, and the flames were devastating, and the flames rose higher and higher with the help of the night wind, and the sporadic flames quickly spread from the sporadic flames to a three-foot-high wall of fire, and continued to eat away at the grass in front of them.

The fires on the side of the highway were dazzling, the temperature rose sharply, the air was scorched and twisted, and the smoke was steaming up, and it was swept up by the wind.

Everyone standing by the barrier took a few steps back, their cheeks burned faintly in the blazing firelight, and a few of the young men stood so close that they could even smell their eyebrows and hair being burned.

"Is there any movement?" Clusters of fire flashed in Ming Junwei's eyes and asked in a low voice.

"It's moving." Lao Maozi's eyes were close to the back of the telescope, and through the firelight reflecting the red sky, the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile: "It's moved... Can't help it...... Get ready! Lao Maozi gave an order, and dozens of muzzles pointed at one place in unison, the dark muzzles refracted orange light, and there was a bit of heat in the cold.

"Steady... Hold on..."Lao Maozi controlled the rhythm of the shouting, raised his hand to signal Ming Junwei and the others to retreat, stretched out three fingers with his raised big hand, the beard on his lips trembled, and said sharply: "3..."Ming Junwei and the others retreated to a few cars, the bullets were loaded, and their eyes were fixed on the growing fire.

"2..."The militia team entered the firing position, pulled the trigger with their fingers, and their breathing became shorter. Lao Maozi pointed to the sky that finger did not retract for a long time, his lips twitched, as if something had changed in the other party in his sight, and he leaned forward, as if he was going to see more clearly.

The militia and ghost field workers were nervous, and their fingers on the trigger were trembling, trying to control the rhythm of their breathing, just waiting for the last 'fire'!

Song Yao held her breath and listened, I don't know if it was an illusion, in the crackling sound of the grass burning, there seemed to be a few faint 'buzzing' sounds, Song Yao frowned slightly, turned her head to look at Liu Yan and Lu Qian, the two also had different complexions, glanced at each other, suddenly thought of something, and immediately changed their faces.

At the moment when the three of them realized that something was wrong, Lao Maozi waved his raised hand heavily, and almost roared and shouted two words: "Hidden!" "Everyone's hearts were raised, but the last sound was not 'fire', the ghost field workers immediately put away their guns and retreated, but the militiamen dropped their chains and pulled the trigger in unison the moment he waved his hand.

As a result, the sniper position on the highway road was instantly chaotic, and the retreating ghosts thought that they had auditory hallucinations, and then looked at it, a cloud of dazzling fire erupted from the militia position, and the tongues of fire spewed out, and bullet shells were instantly sprinkled all over the ground.

Almost at the same moment, everyone suddenly noticed that the wind was blowing in their ears, and from the burning wall of fire, sparks and javelins flew out suddenly and quickly, carrying a scream!

The locust-like crossbow bolts followed, and when they rushed out of the wall of fire, their momentum decreased slightly, and they fell in a messy and dense manner, and in an instant, they wailed and screamed.

The people who had been hidden did not suffer any harm, but only listened to the clanging of the car in front of them, and the fierce javelin pierced through the car glass, leaving fist-sized craters on the iron body, and dense arrows rained all over the ground, many of which were still burning sparks, struggling in the wind for a moment, unwilling to extinguish.

"Hit!" At this moment, the old Mao Zi urn, who had been paying attention to the enemy's situation, shouted angrily, and a group of ghosts led by him immediately launched a counterattack, pouring firepower, and spewing angry flames again in the direction of the militia's shooting, beating the enemy hidden behind the fire to the flesh and blood, and immediately a group of people turned on their backs!

The militiamen who did not have time to hide were traumatized to varying degrees, although the rain of locusts and arrows was not accurate, but the ants mostly bit the elephants, and the surprising number of arrows still hit many unlucky eggs, and the rough arrows fell from the sky, plunged into the unprotected flesh, and knocked down a group of people by mistake.

Liu Yan and Lao Lin hurriedly braved the arrows that jumped out of the wall of fire from time to time to rescue the wounded, and at this time, the enemy's large army had already entered the range of fire, and before anyone arrived, the javelin went first, opening the curtain of the collision between flesh and bullets!

"Maniac." Lao Maozi was a little stunned, he didn't need to take a telescope to observe at this time, he had already seen the strange bald heads swarming in, and he saw the emaciated weirdos who were not afraid of gunfire.

**There is no suspense in the confrontation with bullets, the first wave of shooting by the ghosts almost wiped out the bald advance troops, at least more than a dozen people were torn to pieces all over the ground by the frenzy of bullets flying down in an instant.

Rao is so, and it does not make the follow-up enemies fearful, those people don't seem to be afraid of life and death at all, many people almost broke through the wall of fire with **, the flames burned on their bodies, and they screamed and tried to pounce on the road.

After a short period of confusion, the blocking position on the highway quickly adjusted its rhythm, and the ghost guy field service took the lead in the front line of firepower, and cleaned a large area of incoming enemies with professional shooting skills.

Liu Yan and Lao Lin took the rest of the people to pick up the leak, guarding against the grass behind them, the previous dense arrow rain did not hit again, and it also made everyone relax a lot.

The inexplicable tension gradually subsided, and the bald monsters did not organize a decent counterattack, except for the rain of arrows at the beginning that caused a certain amount of damage, and the subsequent charge was completely filling the pit with human lives, and it was not as ferocious as Lin Daochang said before.

"It's hard for me to believe that Wu would be captured by such an enemy?" The old man's face was full of strange looks, and his carrot-thick fingers pointed to a bald head who was babbling and climbing onto the fence, and said in surprise: "That's how they attacked you?" ”...