In the fog, countless ghost ants appeared, like a blood-colored tide, surging towards them.

Da Kui, who has always been responsible for the broken back, rushed out this time as the first one, and at the same time did not forget to turn around and shake his hand is a shuttle bullet.

"Da Da Da ......"

A series of tongues of fire erupted and swept towards the ant army, but for this dense little thing, the effect of this shuttle bullet was at most to embolden himself. Therefore, Da Kui didn't even look at it after the fight, turned around and ran.

At this moment, this is like a chain reaction, there is a person who runs away in fear, and there is someone who follows, and the so-called rout is this reason. However, the reason why we escaped together was not because of this, but because of the dense ghost ants, which really gave people a sense of powerlessness that they could not deal with at all, and there was no other way but to escape.

But at this time, Ah Sheng became a drag oil bottle, he couldn't run too fast at all, Da Kui ran a few steps and found that something was wrong, even if he was righteous enough, he turned around and grabbed Ah Sheng, and continued to run on his back.

Zhang Ye's face turned blue, and he quickly got on the incendiary bomb, and was about to shoot at the densest place, Ansari held down his gun, and said in a deep voice: "Can't fight, these ants are very intelligent, you can only inspire their hatred and anger like this, besides, there is no grass and trees here, you can't make the fire even into a piece, so many ants, there are them in all directions, how many incendiary bombs can you have?" As long as you take a step slower, you will be dead. ”

"Then what do you say?!" Zhang Ye's eyes were red, and he was almost roaring. Ansari stretched out his hand and pointed ahead: "Keep your incendiary bombs, hit the front, and open up a way to survive, it is much stronger than stupid resistance here." ”

He was right, there was a lot of fog all around us at this time, and even if we were able to temporarily block the attack of these ghost ants, we would soon fall into the fog, and at that time, I am afraid that we would not even know how we died.

Lao Pan shouted: "He's right, come, let's open the road together." ”

He then took out a large-caliber pistol, loaded it with an incendiary bomb, and slammed it out, hitting the fog in front of him, and a ball of fire immediately rushed up, and immediately dispersed some of the fog.

At this time, the army of ghost ants behind him had already rushed up, Zhang Ye no longer hesitated, and shot out, and suddenly there was another fire, the fog was dispersed again, and the road ahead was immediately revealed.

I figured out a truth at this moment, Ansari's method is indeed correct, this incendiary bomb can burn for at least a few minutes, so that hitting the front can not only dispel the fog and open up the road, but also play a role in blocking the ghost ants behind us after we rush over, which is much more clever than simply hitting the incendiary bomb behind us.

As we ran, the two of us took turns firing incendiary bombs at the front of the road, and the time and distance were well controlled. When we rushed over, there were indeed a lot of ghost ants blocked behind, but the gap was still too big, those ghost ants crowded around the road, although the speed was a little slower, but still persistently chased behind, the sound of friction sounded in the dark night, making people's hearts chill, numb.

"Get me a gun too, let's block the road in front of us, leaving only one road to guò, and after passing through, block the road again, so that we can stop them all." I saw the doorway and shouted to Pan.

Lao Pan said to me while putting on the incendiary bombs: "No, there are only two of them, this is still a flare gun modification, and there are not many incendiary bombs, so it is impossible to connect the fire." ”

Zhang Ye shouted fiercely: "Next time, I have to get something good, this broken flare gun should have been replaced a long time ago, if there is a flamethrower......

He reached out to touch the bullet, but he touched the air, his face changed slightly, and shouted: "Pan Ye, you still have bullets ......"

"I still have two more shots...... Lao Pan touched his pocket, and he was dumbfounded. However, at this time, the ghost ants behind them meandered through the fire, like several reddish-brown rivers converging.

If it weren't for the blocking of these flames, I'm afraid we would have been caught up by this time, and now there are only the last two incendiary bombs left, what else can we do next?

Fortunately, the surrounding fog has faded a lot at this time, so many incendiary bombs are not used in vain after all, we can barely see the road ahead, even if we don't use incendiary bombs, it should be no problem.

But the most fatal danger is not the fog, but the countless ghost ants behind him, Lao Pan picked up the two incendiary bombs in his hand, and wanted to hit them, so he finally put them up, and said: "The only way now is to find a way down the mountain before these ants, and their range of activity should only be on this mountain." ”

Lao Pan is also right, now that the fog has gradually dissipated and you can see the road clearly, then going down the mountain quickly should be the only way to escape.

Ansari said: "Yes, but before we do that, we have to find a way to slow down these little things. ”

As he spoke, he stopped, drew a knife from his body, and without hesitation, slashed his wrist, and the blood suddenly gushed out and dripped on a large stone on the ground.

It dawned on me that these ghost ants were flesh-hungry by nature, and that blood should be able to attract their attention and give us a chance to escape.

The blood on Ansari's wrist soon stopped flowing, and he didn't bandage it, and in fact he didn't have time to bandage it, so he turned around and kept running. Seeing this, Zhang Ye immediately concocted the same method, and also cut his wrist, dripping on another stone, and shouted in his mouth: "Da Kui, don't run so fast for the fuck, if it works, it will be your turn, you guy has the most blood, and it's okay to put two catties out." ”

As he spoke, he also finished, catching up with us in three or two steps, Da Kui's footsteps did not stop, and he shouted without looking back in front: "Fuck your sister, I have been anemic since I was a child, and two catties will die in two catties......"

I couldn't help but smile bitterly, and when I looked back, those ghost ants had crawled close to the stone where Ansari was dripping blood.

But a strange scene happened, the ghost ants actually avoided the stone of their own accord, and squeezed to both sides, far away from the stone, as if they were very disgusted and afraid of the stone, lest they avoid it.

Everyone also saw this scene and was surprised, only Ansari kept his expression unchanged, watching intently, observing the actions of those ghost ants.

Then the ghost ant avoided the stone and went on, but soon gathered on another stone, and a large group of ghost ants made a terrible noise, and crawled up to the stone like crazy, and soon covered the whole stone.

We were all dumbfounded, because that stone was the place where Zhang Ye's blood was dripping.

Two stones, two people's blood, two very different effects.

Da Kui was stunned and said, "Damn, Brother Ye, your blood seems to taste good......"

"Roll the calf......" Zhang Ye glared at him fiercely.

Not to mention what is strange about Ansari's blood, why are those ghost ants a little scared, at this time the stone is already surrounded by ants, but this is a minority after all, the other ghost ants saw that this smell of blood had been eaten, turned their heads together, and continued to chase after us frantically.

Perhaps stimulated, this time the ghost ants attacked more violently and faster, and a few of us could only turn around and continue running.

But after a few delays, the ghost ants were getting closer and closer to us, especially this time when they were inspired by the blood, countless ghost ants let out a rustling sound, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed to a few meters away from our feet.

By the light of the fire not far away, these ghost ants were all more than an inch long, and they were generally strong and dense, and the posture that swept through them almost made people feel terrified.

I had run with dry mouth, stomach pain, gasping for breath, in fact, I had followed the master since I was a child, and I had also practiced, but compared to them, it was undoubtedly relatively weak, so I quickly fell behind.

Ansari was always beside me, intentionally or unintentionally, and when he saw that I was lagging behind, he reached out and grabbed my arm, pushed me in front of him, and shouted: "Breathe with your tongue against the roof of your mouth, and ...... rhythm"

But at this moment of crisis, where did I have the heart to listen to him, as soon as he staggered and pushed, I saw that a ghost ant had jumped up and jumped out of the air more than a meter away.

I exclaimed, and when I looked back, I saw that the blood-red ghost ant, waving its forelimbs as sharp as a praying mantis, had already rushed towards me, and was getting closer and closer in my eyes......