After the bright light, the device on the high platform generated a wormhole, and the space around the wormhole was greatly distorted, and the image on the other side was blurry, as if it were a city airport.

Amidst the noise, the Celestial Wolf Cultists ascended the high platform to receive their equipment in order, and then jumped into the wormhole with a cheer.

"Eliminate the rebellion and revive the Celestial Wolf!" Loud slogans sounded in the square, and the morale of the Sky Wolf Cultists was greatly boosted, and they rushed to the wormhole.

In just three minutes, about 300 people had already entered, and the opposite city was suddenly attacked, and I was afraid that when the local police force and army reacted, it would be quite damaged.

Countdown to zero......

"Boom ∽ Boom ......"

A series of explosions interrupted the strange shouts of the Celestial Wolf Cultists, and flames erupted from the dense crowd.

The Heavenly Wolf Cultists, who had not yet reacted, immediately greeted the second wave, a larger range and greater density of sub-mine explosions.

"Bang∽"

The square was dusty, and the cobblestone place invisibly increased the power of the explosion, and many Heavenly Wolf Cultists were not hit, but were hit by the flying pebbles, and the injuries were not light.

In the smoke and dust, the Heavenly Wolf Cultists wailed and became a mess, and it was visually estimated that about a quarter of them died on the spot, and a quarter of them were injured and lost most of their combat effectiveness.

Dense crowds reduce coverage while killing a large number of people per unit area.

The effect is not ideal, and the arrow has to be sent on the string, and at this time, it is cowardly to say anything from the long term.

To do big things, three points depend on sweat, seven points rely on luck, and the remaining ninety points rely on head iron.

"Poof"

Gao Feng shot a flare into the air and told the defenders on the periphery to start attacking.

"Take care of yourself, you are inexperienced, hide as far back as you can, no one blames you." Gao Feng patted Wu Hao and Yun Yu on the shoulders and said.

"We're fine, you want to live."

"Boy, you won't hold a grudge against me for pulling you into the first battalion, I didn't expect it to be like this."

"How can you hate, these two days are enough for us to go back to school and blow for half a year."

"Hahaha, it's okay, just blow it, whoever doesn't accept it, yes yes help you cut him!"

Gao Feng checked whether the mechanical arm was secure, and ordered the intelligence to change the firing mode to suppression, aiming the muzzle of the gun at the panicked Celestial Wolf Cultists in the square.

"Long live humanity! Till death rest!"

Gao Feng roared angrily, and the defenders opened fire one after another, their furious tongues of fire spitting out, knocking down rows and rows of Heavenly Wolf Cultists.

"There are enemies!"

It was only then that the Celestial Wolf Cultists reacted, but many of them did not have guns in their hands.

Some of them ran to the perimeter in an attempt to escape the Shura field, some fought for the only bunker, and some used the wounded and corpses to form bunkers to fend off bullets, while others poured into wormholes.

The bridge over the river was the quickest and closest way to leave the square, and the Celestial Wolf cultists who chose to escape the square frantically flocked to the stone bridge.

After rushing out of the smoke, they were surprised to find that the town's aborigines were blocking the bridge.

"Get out of the way!"

The townsfolk didn't move, as if they hadn't heard the screams of the Celestial Wolf Cultists.

The Heavenly Wolf Cultists really couldn't think of what this wave of old, weak, sick and disabled wanted to do, and they didn't have the time to think, so they were in a hurry to leave here.

No one knew that there were only ten people on the peak side, and they thought that the enemy must be numerous, and Kenben had no intention of resisting.

"Get out of the way! Do you hear me!"

The Celestial Wolf Cultists were getting closer and closer to the townspeople, and one of them was killed by a gun-carrying firearm.

The townsfolk did not show cowardice, they took out a series of sharp objects such as scissors, fruit knives, and awls from their sleeves, and stabbed them into the bodies of the Skywolf cultists with difficulty, then bit with their teeth and scratched with their fingernails.

The Celestial Wolf Cultists and the townspeople fought together, but they were all old, weak, sick and disabled townspeople, who were obviously no opponents, and people were killed every minute.

Gao Feng observed the situation here, and he didn't understand why the townspeople were doing this, they had to kill and wound as many people as possible before the enemy could organize a formed resistance, and the townspeople were left to their own devices.

Soon, the last few townspeople who stood in the way of the bridge bit the disciples' arms with their teeth, pulling them all to the ground.

The Celestial Wolf cultists poured onto the bridge on the corpses of the townspeople, not noticing anything unusual on the ground until the old mayor's figure appeared on the other side of the bridge.

Old Mayor Harrant carried an empty oil drum in his right hand and a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth, his old face smiling brightly.

On the bridge, in the water, and on the road were full of gasoline, and the townspeople were buying time for the old mayor, and it seemed that the time was just right.

"No, don't, please put out the fire!"

The old mayor, Harrent, of course, would not listen to the pleas of the Celestial Wolf Cultists, he threw the oil drum to the ground, and sat on it to watch the gasoline on the ground spread and flow in all directions.

A few sparks floated out of the cigarette and disappeared in the air, and the hearts of the Heavenly Wolf Sectists standing at the head of the bridge were raised to their throats.

The people in front wanted to go back, but the people behind didn't know what was going on and wanted to squeeze forward, but the number of people on the bridge increased instead of decreasing, and there were more and more people.

"What do you want to do?!" The Sky Wolf Cultist in front asked in despair, as he was constantly pushed forward by those behind him, deeper and deeper into the gasoline-covered area.

"This is my town!" The old mayor Harrant scolded angrily, and the cigarette fell a few more sparks because of the shaking, floating in the air for half a second, and then dissipating.

"We know this is your town, let us go, we promise not to come back, no one will bother you!" The Celestial Wolf Cultists who spoke were all about to cry.

"This is my town!" The old mayor repeated it again, as if muttering.

He turned his head to look around, trying to remember the prosperity of the place, the people singing and laughing in the square, and he could hear it here.

"Yes, yes, it's your town, please, put out the smoke!"

Old Mayor Harrant ignored it, and he laughed so heartily that the cigarette between his fingers was shaky.

"This is my town, sing it, dance it!"

"Damn old madman, stop, do you hear me!"

The lit cigarette fell to the ground and shot out a few sparks, but this time they didn't stop there, and the gasoline ignited in an instant, devouring Old Mayor Harrant and spreading wildly.

Old Mayor Harrant held in his hand a braid of colored lines and hair, the only relic of his daughter.

Witnessing this, Gao Feng stopped shooting and bowed deeply to the old mayor.

Old Mayor Harrant is not a man with big ambitions, even a little selfish, his purpose is revenge, he is the guardian of his homeland, and he will not rest until death!

The flames engulfed the streets, devoured everyone on the bridge, devoured the corpses of the townspeople, devoured the river, and set the houses and sin on fire.

Fierce flames of light burned, ignoring the wails of the sinful, throbbing, jumping, and releasing an endless stream of light.

(End of chapter)