By the time the first explosion sounded, Danny had already jumped out of bed.

A stormy thump was heard overhead, as debris of dirt fell, as if the entire dwelling was crumbling.

"What's going on?"

"Is it an earthquake?"

The comrades also woke up from their dreams, and the room where they couldn't see their fingers was suddenly in chaos.

"No, there's an enemy attacking us!" The soldier closest to the door grabbed his rifle and reached for the door, only to be pinned to the ground by Danny. "What are you doing?"

"Don't move, the attack isn't over yet!" Danny growled.

Sure enough, several more explosions were heard from far and near, and there was a series of muffled raining sounds again.

"Ahem, damn it, that's ......"

In the dust, someone lit a candle. When the faint candlelight dispelled the darkness, everyone couldn't help but take a cool breath in unison.

I saw that there were many sharp black needles on the bulging roof, and in the flickering firelight, it was like an upside-down cold hair.

The "Spider Demon ......" swallowed at the man who was held down by Danny, most of the members of the Precision Marksman team had participated in the First Expedition and were no strangers to this kind of enemy. He had obviously also thought about what would happen if he rushed out of the residence just now.

"If I can go back alive, I must buy two leg of lamb and thank Miss Lian. The other patted his chest.

As is customary in peacetime, temporary camps are usually tents, but this time they were replaced by mud kiln houses built by witches—I don't know if this was the reason for this, but there is no doubt that this measure played a key role. If it was still a cloth tent, they were afraid that it would be full of holes.

"Don't say such unlucky words, I'm still waiting to go back and get married. ”

"You guy, you just want to deliberately get close to Miss Lian!"

"What nonsense, if you want to set it, it's also the little angel of Nanawa. ”

Although they were only a thin line away from life and death just now, no one was affected by this sudden sneak attack, even if they kept talking, weapons and ammunition were already on their bodies.

Obviously, this group of people understands a truth.

Death cannot be avoided, it is either imminent or not yet yet. Since you can still think about this question, it proves that it is not yet time to die. Instead of worrying and being afraid, you should do something first - such as take out the enemy.

When the camp was boiling, Danny pushed open the door and rushed out of the kiln house.

There were several pierced sentinels at the entrance of the barracks, long since they were out of breath. There were voices almost everywhere at the moment—shouts of men, gunshots, explosions, and the roars of the devils—no one knew where or how many enemies there were, and the watchtowers that had been used to indicate directions were not lit, as if the enemy had appeared in the camp in the blink of an eye.

He climbed straight onto the roof, watched for a moment, and then found a spot where the gunfire was most sparse, and ran away, ignoring the shouts of his teammates behind him.

"I thought you'd go where the most people are. ”

Malt's voice chuckled in his ear.

That's why he loves to fight.

Only in the smoke of gunpowder will his partner reappear by his side.

"That means we have the upper hand, and I'm just icing on the cake," Danny replied, "and the staccato gunfire means that someone is in a hard fight, and my bullets are the ones who bring salvation." ”

"As I said, it's not your fault – you can't save everyone on the battlefield. ”

"But at least I can save everyone who sees it. He laughed, "Don't worry, I think it's good, it allows me to see you more clearly." ”

Danny turned his head, and sure enough, the familiar face emerged from the darkness, following him all the way.

Approaching the place of engagement, he found a vantage point—a dozen or so iron boxes stacked haphazardly on top of each other. As his vision cleared, he noticed that it was approaching the fortress artillery position, and several devils were using cover to fight the arriving artillerymen. Clearly lacking heavy weapons, artillery did not have an advantage, unable to suppress the enemy and seize positions under the opponent's spears.

In the distance from the barracks to the artillery, several people were pierced by bone spears and fell in pools of blood.

"How did they get here?"

"I don't know, but their good days are coming to an end," Danny said, spear in hand, aiming at a devil who was creeping around the barracks from the side. If it succeeds, I'm afraid that it will set off a bloody storm in an instant. The latter was completely unaware that the muzzle of the gun had been pointed at it, and his entire body was completely exposed to the scope.

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger, and a red mist suddenly rose behind the opponent's head and fell off the roof.

Even if only the moonlight illuminated him, he would never miss a hundred meters away.

"Well done. Pay attention to the left, someone is about to act. ”

I saw five or six soldiers crouching in the corner of the wall, moving little by little towards the edge, looking at the posture as if they were going to try desperately, and enter the position against the enemy's spears.

"Courage is commendable, but skill is zero, and without cover shooting, you can't run past the spear. Danny raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "So how about waiting?"

He fired three quick shots at the man's feet—the sudden splash of dust and the whistling of bullets startled the soldiers, and they retracted their steps.

"You're going to be scolded to death by them. Malt worried.

"Hahahaha," Danny finally laughed, "and that's going to have to kill them." He turned his gun freely, and named the group of mad demons who dared to show their heads, and the enemy, who had the potential to attack the camp, was completely suppressed for a while, and did not dare to appear easily.

At this moment, the sound of breaking the sky was heard again.

"Watch out, look there!"

With the malt's reminder, several black shadows fell from the sky and plunged straight into the position.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The impact was so loud that it made the ground tremble slightly.

By the light of the moon, Danny was surprised to find that they were actually several huge black stone pillars! And after hitting the ground, bursts of red mist erupted around the stone pillars, accompanied by a sizzling sound like air leaking, quite like His Majesty's steam engine.

But he soon learned that it wasn't a machine.

Three stone slabs were torn off from the stout column, and a large pool of "blood" was brought out—the pillar was divided into three petals, each of which contained a devil! And when the scarlet liquid drained, they awoke, revealing their fangs.

But before the enemy could step out of the black stone pillar, a bullet pierced the head of one of the madmen with precision.

"Poof!"

The man who was shot shook twice and collapsed limply in the stone pillar.

"So that's why you're here all of a sudden?" Danny snorted, slamming the next bullet cleanly, "Since you haven't woken up yet, let's go back to sleep, and I'll send you on your way one by one, no matter how many comes—watch me well, Malt!"