Horror, panic, and despair were written on the faces of the black scorpion mercenaries.

After the stupor, they looked at each other and sighed.

Geralt was completely stunned, his face was pale, the corners of his eyes twitched, and beads of sweat appeared on his bald head.

After a moment's recollection, he immediately turned around and ran wildly towards the headquarters.

He had to report the situation to the Scorpion King as soon as possible.

The enemy outside was not only armed with mortars, but also carried missile launchers, and the sophistication of the weapons was beyond expectations.

It can be seen from the flight arc of the missile that it is a guided missile with high precision and extremely fast speed, commonly known as a tracking missile.

This missile is very advanced and is currently the most sophisticated missile.

Until now, Geralt still had no idea what kind of enemy he was facing.

What kind of combat team are they?

How many of them are there?

Where are they in ambush?

It's all unclear.

What is known at the moment is that they are very well-armed, with high-end sniper rifles, mortars, and accurate missile launchers.

Geralt vaguely felt that it was the power from Huaxia.

Because the Scorpion King is dealing with the Chinese people.

But he had no proof of it.

He glanced at the night outside the window, felt the danger lurking, and raised his heart to his throat.

The wind is roaring in the Scorpion Castle at the moment, and any wind and grass, even night birds fluttering, will make people's hearts tremble.

Many of the Black Scorpion mercenaries had not yet eaten dinner.

After continuous fierce fighting, he was so hungry that his heart was close to his back, his energy was low, and his energy was low.

Unfortunately, the kitchen and food warehouse in the Scorpion Fort were blown up by mortar shells, and they had to be filled with canned blood and biscuits in the ruins.

However, in the burning helicopter, the former comrades-in-arms creaked in the blazing fire, and the smell of blood in the Scorpion Castle was added to the smell of barbecue, which made it difficult for many of them to swallow.

Because the smell of this barbecue is disgusting.

Fear spreads like weeds.

Some of the mercenaries whose willpower was not strong enough couldn't help but start shaking their hands and feet.

They are not afraid of instantaneous death, but they are afraid of being tormented by fear.

Fear is terrifying and debilitating.

Geralt still shows a tough side in front of his subordinates, but his heart is also on the verge of collapse.

He cried desperately to the Scorpion King on the phone: "Boss, the helicopter was blown up by a missile, please find a way as soon as possible, this group of enemies of unknown origin is extremely powerful and terrifying, they may have to attack again, we are afraid that we will not be able to withstand the second round of attacks." ”

"Hold on for another hour, just an hour!"

There were several different voices on the other end of the phone, and the Scorpion King was also urgently discussing with the person next to him.

After a few breaths,

The Scorpion King said to Geralt again, "Did you detect anything from the remote-controlled reconnaissance plane?" ”

"Three of them were released, but they didn't fly far before they were shot down by sniper rifles." Geralt lamented.

"This ......"

The Scorpion King was silent again.

He is well aware of how accurate marksmanship it takes to shoot a flying drone with a sniper rifle.

And sniping prerequisites, the sight should be good and see clearly.

It was dark at the moment, with dark clouds, and there was no moon or starlight on the face.

How can they shoot down a remotely controlled reconnaissance plane with a sniper rifle?

This is not something that ordinary god snipers can do.

Thinking of this, the Scorpion King opened his mouth and said: "They must be equipped with advanced night vision sights, so that you can shoot all the incendiary bombs we have stored, and burn all the woods and grass outside the Scorpion Castle, don't forget, we also have several small missile launchers in our warehouse." ”

"Yes, yes, I, why didn't I think of burning the weeds in the woods outside, so that their snipers have nowhere to hide, and the firelight will also expose their whereabouts, or the Scorpion King is wise!"

Geralt was overjoyed when he was reminded, and his speed of speech increased significantly, and his spirit was shocked, and he felt his strength return.

"Alas, you are smart and not bold enough, and you can't deal with big things calmly, learn more, and go and execute the order!"

"Yes!"

"Wait a minute."

Geralt was just about to hang up the phone when the Scorpion King stopped him again and asked, "Is Miss Dancing Moon on the side?" ”

"No, I've been to the headquarters before, and then I left, I should be back to my residence, she is very cold and arrogant, and she usually doesn't communicate with us."

Geralt grumbled slightly.

The Scorpion King said: "She is noble, of course she is, don't worry, she will help if there is a situation, and we are now collaborators with his father." ”

"Go and carry out the order, remember, don't disturb the honorable Miss Dancing Moon, let alone offend, she represents an extremely powerful organization."

The Scorpion King finally gave a cautious explanation.

And the Scorpion King and Geralt didn't know that the Dancing Moon Pupil they were carefully offering had already been disturbed, and it was deeply disturbed.

Just talking about interruption, the expression is not accurate enough.

To be exact, it should be tortured in every way, at least that's what Hitomi herself thinks.

Her situation is that the heavens should not be, the earth is not spiritual, and there is nowhere to talk about desolation.

now

She is being beaten by Zhou Lu!

That's right, it's hanging on a tree to fight!

Recently.

She also saw the scene of Zhou Lu launching a portable missile and destroying the helicopter.

She understood that the meteor Zhou Lu was talking about was the scene of the helicopter exploding into a fireball and falling down.

Stunned, Hitomi Dancing began to worry about her fate.

Kidnapped and strong, she is full of confidence and high on top, believing that no matter what situation she encounters, with her super strength, she is fearless, and she is invincible in Luzon.

But unexpectedly, Zhou Lu appeared.

And he infiltrated the Scorpion Castle, disguised as a mercenary, and communicated with her at close range.

Unguarded, she didn't have time to show it, she was pointed out by Zhou Lu and carried out of the scorpion castle.

From a distinguished guest, a savior of the Scorpion Castle, a strong man to look up to, he became a prisoner in the blink of an eye.

This huge contrast made her unable to adapt.

And her stubborn decision, even if she dies, will never succumb to Zhou Lu.

So she always maintained a tsundere and cold attitude and resisted Zhou Lu.

The rags in her mouth were taken away, and she ignored Zhou Lu's interrogation and behaved very toughly.

And Zhou Lu is not verbose.

He said to the dancing moon pupil hanging from the tree: "I have saluted first and then the soldiers, since you didn't recruit from the truth, and you still threw your face to show Lao Tzu, then, let's see if there is any other way to make you change your mind." ”

Wuyue Tong snorted coldly, still didn't speak, and there was a thick disdain and disgust in her eyes.

She was ready to die.

She felt that she was not afraid of death, so what was there to be afraid of.

Fuso martial artists have been immersed in the spirit of bushido since childhood, and their understanding of death is different from that of ordinary people.

She did not give in, and even if she was killed, she was noble.

"Smack!"

Zhou Lu raised his hand and slapped the back of the dancing moon pupil with a palm.

Pulled by the slapping, her whole body swayed.

As for interrogating the girl, Zhou Lu had already gained work experience in Liu Muyan, and he was not in a hurry to get angry.