The giant scorpions felt that they had been deceived. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the beginning, these guys were doing hard work under the unethical slavery of the Longnight Alliance, although they were physically and mentally oppressed, but they never lacked meat in their mouths, and they didn't have to worry about losing their lives all day.

What now? A dwarf tyrannosaurus with a beautiful mouth promises them freedom, making the giant scorpions think that they have been a blessing in disguise and enter a new world of civilization, equality, freedom and fraternity.

It turns out that the world is even more fucking hell than hell.

In front of a small piece of meat, they, as intelligent beings, had to submit before the lower beings; In addition to grass seeds, they eat grass seeds every day, and the dinosaurs who manage them also say that it is to avoid overnutrition and three highs; I was afraid to be killed by the dogs and bears in the woods, the crocodiles in the rivers, and the squirrels in the trees......

In this place, the giant scorpions live in nightmares all day long.

And now, the iron guy who doesn't seem to be reliable at all, under the banner of selecting bodyguards, is actually using them to attract predators, which is simply mad.

"Prisoners don't have high biological rights!"

A giant scorpion sighed quietly, looked back at the steel body not far away, and closed its mouth in a daze.

There is no way, the particle cannon on the opponent's mechanical arm has already been aimed at his side, if he doesn't crawl forward as required, who knows what that madman will do.

At this time, although the giant scorpions all pretended to be indifferent, they actually deeply felt the breath before the storm. Their bodies are flat, and they are located on a river beach without weeds, making it difficult to see anything in the long grass.

And predators in the shadows are exactly the opposite of them.

"Looks like something is coming!"

The giant scorpion at the front held its large pincers aloft, and the rhythm of its steps was chaotic, and the sound of rustling in the long grass almost scared the soul of this guy.

Finally, driven by a strong sense of fear, the giant scorpion that took the lead ignored the threat of the particle cannon of the iron egg behind him, and slid frantically and crawled forward.

Its actions immediately took the lead in the scorpion colony, and the other scorpions followed suit and crawled lifeless in the direction of the river.

For the giant scorpions who are finished by drowning, such a crawling direction is tantamount to self-defeat. In fact, they don't have time to think about it at all, they just want to be farther away from the long grass.

Compared with the giant scorpion that smeared and ran around with two eyes, the iron egg behind it had already enabled the thermal scanning system, and everything in the long grass could be seen clearly.

Originally, the middle-clawed beasts in the grass wanted to wait and see for a while before making a move, but the sudden action of the giant scorpions made them have to react in advance, otherwise they would not get anything like just now.

"Whew!"

The clawed beasts howled and quickly ran in the direction of the scorpion's escape.

At this time, the iron egg finally began to move, making a "squeak" as a signal.

The birds of prey and beasts that had been hiding behind it rushed up and rushed towards the giant scorpion.

"Whew!"

"Roar!"

"Quack!"

Although these guys may not be the most powerful existence in the land and air, their abilities in all aspects are moderate, and they are carefully tuned in the iron egg. Under the teaching, it is not a problem at all to defeat three with one.

Soon, this latecomer team surpassed the predators who had caught up first, the vultures flying in the air, the mesoclawed beasts and caninas running on the ground, and the half-flying and half-running crested moa—a heterozygous team of beasts, exuding a kind of momentum of a special team of land and air teams.

The dwarf tyrannosaurus on the other side also observed the situation here with interest. Not to mention the results, just looking at the strength of these beasts to fight like chicken blood is enough to prove that the training method of Iron Egg is effective.

Medium-clawed beasts belong to a very alert class of predators. Unlike dogs and bears, which rely mainly on their body weight to crush their opponents, although the strength of the group is not bad, the individual is not very strong, so as hunters, they are always on the lookout for the danger of becoming preyed on.

So when the Iron Egg's team ran out not far away, the Middle-Clawed Beasts noticed the movement over there. The mid-clawed beasts, attracted by this cavalry, were slightly frightened, and the speed of chasing the giant scorpion immediately slowed down.

But when they looked closely at the guys who were rushing straight at them, their eyes were full of doubt.

In the simple minds of the clawed beasts, there is no way to understand how such a motley team was formed. There are even figures of their own kind inside, which is simply inexplicable.

This inexplicable team, like a whirlwind, arrived in front of them in an instant.

Because of the different division of labor and the personality in their bones, the attitude of the middle-clawed beasts towards this strange soldier is also different. Some ignored it, still chasing after the giant scorpion; Some made a defensive posture and were ready to clash head-on with uninvited guests; Some of them hunched over, obviously a little jealous of these extremely fast guys.

And the birds of prey and beasts of prey, as "quasi-bodyguards", were also divided into two forces in due course.

A force of vultures, as an air force, is the fastest and most agile, so it directly swept towards the medium-clawed beasts that were chasing the giant scorpions. The other guys are in charge of going head-to-head with the mid-clawed beasts behind them.

"Whew-"

The vultures swooped down from mid-air, their wings gently folded, their long beaks aimed at the back of the clawed beast's head, and their claws grabbed at the neck mercilessly, and then fluttered their wings and quickly returned to the air, the whole process was done in one go without delay.

"Whew!"

Although such an attack would not cause fatal damage to the Medium-Clawed Beast, the pain was real. The beaks of the vultures, which are designed to prey on small and medium-sized animals, are so hard and sharp that a peck on the head is like a steel nail that can make the victim jump in an instant.

In this way, a few vultures relied on the shameless tactic of killing and changing places with one shot, and dragged all the middle-clawed beasts chasing the giant scorpions.

Compared to this almost game-like way of fighting, the guys in the back are really fighting for their lives.

Iron Egg's training method is quite individualized, teaching the vultures interference tactics and delaying tactics, but the training of several other guys is a killer move step by step.

As a crushing force, a dog and bear can stun a medium-clawed beast with a single paw, not to mention tearing it with its mouth; The middle-clawed beasts in the bodyguard camp did not mean to be polite in the face of these kinds, and they were completely a killing machine that the six relatives did not recognize.

The most amazing is the crested moa.

This space-walking creature is light and dodges so fast that it is difficult for the clawed beasts to catch a chance to pounce on them, but the crested moa always finds an opportunity to stick out its long, steely beak and peck at the head of the clawed beast, and then look for a chance to "dang".

Every time, it happened to be pecked in the same position, and it was injured again and again, until the brains of the middle-clawed beast burst and they were killed on the spot.