"Great shaman, we didn't find any canned kids, that mountain was completely flattened. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Broken Gun glanced at his scope again, then said in a confirmed manner.

"Damn can, where did he go?"

Vazak scratched his head irritably, in his sight, there was no breath of life on that mountain, although it was possible that it was blown up by the crackling cannon, but the mark that Vazak left on the nervous boy was not long ago.

Vaszak was a brain-wielding orc, so he quickly came to the conclusion that the canned nerve-boy wasn't dead, and he found out that Vaszak was following him.

Damn, where did he go? The intense irritability made it almost impossible for Vaszak to control his desire to destroy, but what sets Vaszak apart from those miscellaneous nerves is that he always calms down in the end.

"Broken gun, take twenty boys to stay here and monitor the surroundings, and the rest of the boys, follow me back to the dirty car."

Then Vaxak walked back, and began to ponder something quite important: how on earth was he going to get his hands on the ship?

In fact, Waszak's previous plan was to fight as many Horned Cans as possible, then disperse the forces of Horned Cans, and finally take advantage of the lack of defense of Horned Cans to end that base, get a battleship, repair it, take off, and find the Bone Crusher, a very simple plan.

But for now, there are a lot of longhorn cans, and they have warships and ancient giant bases, and with his current hundreds of boys, it takes a lot of effort to build that base, and Vazak is now almost annoyed by this world full of boring miscellaneous fish.

Perhaps, you can change your thinking, pull some other people to make long-horned cans, and then directly take the base, strengthen a ship, and then fly away to find the bone crusher?

It's a great idea, not only is it much easier to take down the base, but the horned cans won't be looking for trouble, just a few more tech kids!

Vazak grinned.

It's good, so that as long as the nervous kid who dares to peep is slaughtered, he can find someone with confidence.

After pondering for a while, Vazak became more and more confident, but his good mood was soon hit.

"Whew! Touch! With a loud bang, a stream of crimson fireworks burst into the sky, then burned, exploded, and then lit up the night, leaving an eerie red skull insignia in the air.

"Great shaman, that's a distress signal! It's the convoy side! The broken gun shouted: "I guess it's a cracked tooth!"

"I know!" Vazak roared, "I'll go first, you guys hurry!"

Then Vazak raised his Mao Ge staff and let out an earth-shattering roar, and then the violent arc directly wrapped Vazak inside, and with a loud bang, Vazak disappeared in place.

When Vazak reappeared, the sight in front of him made him extremely angry.

Half of his cart had now been blown up, a dozen horned canned demon engines were slaughtering the fugitive boys, and several war machines were pouring fire frantically in the distance.

"Bastard trash fish!" Vazak roared angrily: "How dare you tease me!"

Then, one by one, Wazak got up and jumped onto the nearest demon engine.

"Die!"

With Wazak's roar, the dense arc of electricity began to converge on Brother Mao's staff, and then Vazak's staff smashed directly on the head of the demon engine, and the powerful energy accompanied by Vaszak's strange force slammed into the demon engine's brain, and with a muffled sound, the demon engine began to fall backwards.

"Squeak! Roar! The demon engine roared and swung his giant blade at Vaszak, who raised the machete in his left hand, caught the red blade steadily, and then jumped to his feet.

The crimson energy stream wrapped directly around Vazak's right foot.

"my brother's big feet!" With a high-pitched shout, Vazak kicked the demon engine in the chest.

The demon engine let out an almost indescribable scream of pain, and then it flew straight out, with a large pit in its chest.

"All boys, keep fighting, slaughter them!" Vazak shouted, and then, infusing the incomparable waaaagh energy into the minds of each of the boys.

"Let these canned people see the power of the beast's insidious black gun gang!"

“waaaagh!!”

The Strike Boys began to regroup and spew fire at the Demon Engine, which of course didn't do much against the heavily armored Demon Engine, but it was very effective in attracting the attention of the brainless and disgusting Chaos Vehicles.

And that's enough.

A group of stabbing boys scurried around the dirty car floor, dragged down several huge, arcing guns from the dirty car, and then there was a rush before it was finally set up.

"Fire!"

With the shouts of the leader's fierce teeth, several orc lasers exploded fiercely on several demon engines, the powerful laser exploded the armor of the first demon engine and flipped it to the ground, and the two ends behind the first one were also uncomfortable, the excessive volume gave the orc laser far greater than the same power of humans, and the aftermath of the pulse and explosion blew the back two units all over the body, so that you can even see dirty engine oil and some unknown black and red liquid left.

"Quick, one more round!" Blazetooth shouted, but then, a dense wave of rockets covered the presumptuous heavy firepower team, and in an instant, six boys were blown to pieces, and Blazetooth was also lifted off and fell to the ground.

In the distance, two demonic engines of shoulder-mounted rocket launchers were spewing tongues of fire violently, and their positions were so tricky that the orcs couldn't hit them except for crackling cannons.

But there are always exceptions.

"Bump, bump!" With two loud bangs, the rocket launcher on the shoulder of the demon engine on the left suddenly exploded, and then, with several same loud bangs, its head was shattered, and a large hole was opened in its chest, and the violent explosion directly engulfed it, along with the other demon engine standing to its right.

Broken Gun blew a puff of black smoke from the muzzle of the big gun in his hand, and was satisfied to see that his first sniper had achieved good results, and then turned back to the other boys and shouted: "Hurry up and change positions!" Let's shoot them a few more times. ”

Satisfied to see his men, Vazak quickly recovered from the chaos and began to confront the attackers.

"Wha!" With an eerie laugh and the roar of the machine, the screwhead rushed past Vazak.

Or rather, a killing can with the screw head open.

Unlike the killing tanks with large chainsaws that Vazak had ever seen, the Screw Head's right arm was a huge electric drill, and his left arm was a huge cannon, making it much thicker than the tall and thin canisters.

“wagggh!” With a shout, Screwhead slammed the drill in his right arm into a demonic engine that was busy tearing the two Strike Boys to shreds.

With the fierce friction and sparks between the machine's metals, the electric drill chiseled into the demon engine's chest, and then, the screw head shoved the cannon of his left arm directly into the demon engine's huge mouth, pulling the trigger.

"Boom!" After the massive explosion, the upper half of the Demon Engine's body, along with the left arm of the Screwhead's Kill Tank, disappeared.

"Wha!" The screw head laughed again, and rushed back with a bang, accompanied by a dense sound of hammering and welding, and after a while, a new left arm rushed out.