Iron Fist and White Yi also roared loudly: "Pursuit!".

The iron fist is the venting of anger, and the white clothes are the calm command.

It was clear to White from the beginning that the Thunderbirds' greatest advantage was neither lightning spells nor numbers, but that they could fly.

Flying in the sky gives them the absolute initiative in battle, and they can choose to fight or not, and if they can't fight, they can escape.

Therefore, Bai Yi insisted on risking the sacrifice of many combat members, and also set a trap to give the Thunderbird the most sudden critical blow.

The results of the critical hits were satisfying, and the Thunderbirds suffered heavy casualties, and although they were cunning, they could not play with humans.

A large number of thunderbirds died, and the rest scattered and fled like frightened birds.

But Bai Yi wanted more results, he needed a vigorous battle of annihilation, and he would never dare to invade human territory again.

So he ordered the pursuit as soon as the tide of battle turned.

The elite fighters showed their superior skills compared to ordinary traversers, and some of them climbed trees, jumping from branch to treetop with the agility of apes.

These are the elites who are good at frontal fighting, mostly in Team A.

But the white-clothed D team is also not weak, his team members give up the heavy bed crossbow, replace it with a light crossbow, and run on the ground to catch up, and find the right time to be an arrow.

These arrows all carry hook ropes, and as long as the ptarmigan is shot, it cannot escape, and will soon be pulled down by the combined force.

Yao Yao followed these team members and observed their every move, feeling extremely surprised in her heart.

Although these people do not have her accurate head and their reaction ability is a little slow, they cooperate tacitly and have strong team combat ability, Yao Yao thinks of one word: well-trained.

Surrounded by two or three team members like this, I'm afraid she will be killed before she even has a chance to open her bow.

Those ptarmigans naturally don't feel good.

From time to time, one or two were shot by an arrow and then pulled down by a hook and rope, and the warriors did not bother to mend their swords and went after the other thunderbirds.

Yao Yao followed behind, but there was no chance to make a move.

She shot a wounded thunderbird in boredom, and when she tried to shoot again, she suddenly lost her mood when she looked at the big bird struggling in vain on the ground.

What kind of ability is it to kill these monsters who have no power to fight back?

But no one else cares about her mood, a skinny guy follows behind to kill the injured Thunderbird, and kills with relish.

This is a very thin man, with a gloomy face, a pair of dead fish eyes, judging by his size, his fighting ability should be average, but he is holding a half-human-high iron wooden cone.

This guy is very yin, he didn't kill the thunderbird at once, but first used the sharp awl at the top to drill holes in the thunderbird's body, and did not choose the key point, because the awl was thin in front and thick at the back, and each cone was a big hole, and those thunderbirds were in pain and had convulsions all over their bodies.

When the Thunderbird was dying, this guy slowly inserted an awl into the Thunderbird's eyes or mouth, and inserted it very slowly, with an expression of enjoyment on his face, which made people feel chills.

Yao Yao knew that she was easy to offend people, but she still couldn't control her mouth, and opened her mouth and said, "Hey, I said how good it would be for you to kill them at once, what are you trying to torture like this?"

The thin man lifted his face, glanced at her gloomily, and lowered his head to enjoy the pleasure of burrowing.

At this time, a member of Team A passed by and scolded: "Paralysis, ghost fish, you are abusing and killing again, what a pervert!"

The ghost fish lowered its head and ignored it.

Yao Yao knew that this was a pervert, so she didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly followed the combatants in front of her to chase the thunderbird.

......

Ptarmigan keeps being killed, but there are always a few that escape, and as long as they spread their wings and fly off the battlefield, human legs have little hope of catching up.

The battle slowly ended, and the jungle was trampled several times by human warriors, and the remaining ptarmigans refused to fly low again.

The thin white mist gradually dissipated, and the territory returned to the grasp of the traverser.

But the vat was still not satisfied, and scolded: "These stupid birds are as timid as mice, and they dare not come down to fight with their brothers." ”

They wanted annihilation, but it was clear that there were at least ten remaining Thunderbirds.

Bai Yi frowned and said: "They have learned to be obedient, they will definitely not come down to die again, and it is useless to scold." ”

After thinking about it, he said, "Captain of the vat, why don't you use life detection to search and see if there are any thunderbirds hiding in this jungle." ”

The vat laughed: "Yes, I forgot about this stubble." ”

After saying that, he turned on the life detection and swept the jungle, not to mention, really found some good things.

Looking at the things that several team members took down from the top of the tree, the vat smiled and said, "This is a thunderbird egg?" Haha, the brothers can have a good meal today. ”

Bai Yi carefully observed the eggs, which were about the size of an adult's fist, gray in color, with some black spots, and a few arcs like lightning.

He picked up one and weighed it, it was very heavy, almost enough to catch up with the weight of the same volume of lead balls.

He muttered, "These are supposed to be ptarmigan eggs, and I suspect that they may have laid their eggs here just in time for the female's breeding season when they passed through this place, which also caused these ptarmigans to occupy our pathway." You can't eat all of these eggs for the time being, so leave a few for the boss. ”

The vat nodded: "Okay, you are more thoughtful than me, you can't eat it all." ”

At this time, a thin team member suddenly leaned into the vat and whispered a few words in his ear, and the vat slapped his thigh and shouted: "Miao, you have a ruthless idea, Lao Tzu sees that those stupid birds will not come back." ”

Yao Yao, who was standing behind the white clothes, looked over and saw that the skinny guy was the ghost fish who had tortured and killed the Thunderbird before, and he didn't know what the hell this pervert had in mind.

Bai Yi asked her doubts: "Captain of the vat, but what good way can you think of?"

The vat laughed and said, "How about roasting birds' eggs? ”

Bai Yi frowned slightly, but still said: "Yes, the Thunderbirds are wise, if they love the chicks, they may come down and snatch them, let's be prepared first." ”

"You arranged, I was in charge of roasting the birds' eggs, and I don't know if there are any formed little thunderbirds in here. The vat laughed, as if he had seen the grand occasion of the total annihilation of the Thunderbirds.

Yao Yao was about to speak again, but the iron fist beside her grabbed her and whispered, "Don't talk too much! Think of those brothers who were killed by the Thunderbird." ”

Yao Yao wanted to speak and stopped, but finally didn't say anything.

......

The feast of roasting eggs officially began, and finally it was decided to bake only half of the eggs, and bake them separately, to see how long the ptarmigans could endure.

In fact, when the first eggs were baked, the remaining ptarmigans had already discovered the situation, and when the fragrance was overflowing, the ptarmigan screamed in the sky, and several times could not help but rush down.

"Well, it's delicious, it's more ...... than the kebabs in Lao Tzu's shop" Eating baked eggs in the vat, he almost leaked his mouth.

In this strange world, although everyone is from the earth, they all maintain a tacit rule: never reveal the true identity of reality, which is a kind of self-protection.

The vat got carried away, and almost leaked his mouth, and immediately changed his words: "Why can't those stupid birds come down, I'm angry, come on, continue to roast the second batch for me." ”

A raging fire was lit, and a second batch of five eggs was grilled on the fire.

This time, the Thunderbird could no longer bear it and swooped down almost as soon as the eggs were erected......

Naturally, what awaits them is death......

According to post-war statistics, a total of 36 Thunderbirds were annihilated in this battle, two were captured alive, and 20 Thunderbird eggs were captured (not to mention those eaten).

Subsequently, the vat arranged for personnel to immediately send the Ptarmigan corpse, the captured Thunderbird and the Ptarmigan eggs to the Bat Cave.

This is the highest order of the Boss, and no one can be mistaken.