Chapter 47: Towering Corpse Heaps
Just when everyone was in shock, a dull sniper rifle rang out, drawing a final end to this reindeer with strange and ferocious attributes.
The carcass of the reindeer was shredded by large-caliber bullets, which shows that its constitution is not as tough as that of a giant reindeer.
Finished!
Seeing this kind of scene, Bai Ning stood up suddenly, staring at the reindeer that fell to the ground in a daze, a deep powerlessness lingered in his heart, lingering for a long time.
"Your guess is quite accurate, these reindeer are really powerful."
Unexpectedly, Bai Ning's prediction came true again, Jiang Yingxue was in a good mood, and teased a few words with a little ease.
"The aerosol formed by the blood of the giant reindeer is not only toxic to humans, but also activates the bodily functions of ordinary beasts, making them extremely violent.
Our final catastrophe tonight is about to befall us, and whether we live or die depends on this wave. ”
Bai Ning's tone was still calm and calm, coming out through the gas mask, but it was already a little dull.
This kind of response also made a relaxed look completely freeze on Jiang Yingxue's face, she knew that Bai Ning's judgment would not be wrong, but it was indeed too abrupt.
Is this kind of powerful power formed by sacrificing itself really just a powerful power that some ordinary creatures can have?
"Ivan, wake everyone up, kick those who can't wake up.
The general attack of the herd is imminent, and whether you live or die tonight depends on your own creation. ”
Jiang Yingxue took the walkie-talkie and ordered in as calm a tone as possible, which made Ivan's scalp tingle.
Isn't it just killing some ordinary reindeer?
Even if there is a little bit of a temper, does it die here?
Why did such a small scene trigger the final offensive of the herd? Is it just because they like it?
Ivan was very puzzled in his heart, but the dull sound of hooves and feet in the distance made him forget to think, and the trembling of the ground under his feet made him forget to refute.
Without the slightest hesitation, Ivan shouted loudly, and he could not use his hands to kick with his feet.
Now is the final moment of life and death, and those who can move must stand up and fight, no exceptions!
The dull sound of trees falling turned into a crisp cracking sound, and you can imagine how many giant animals were mixed in this group of beasts.
The first to appear were still ordinary beasts, these beasts sucked the aerosols in the air and became berserk, unless they were directly hit by the nervous system, even if they were hit by several bullets, they could still rush out of ten meters.
This violent vitality caused the consumption of ordinary ammunition to surge, and as a last resort, heavy machine guns were also added to the process of clearing ordinary beasts.
This act of killing chickens with a knife is faintly increasing the probability of the herd eventually winning.
Giant boars are not very sensitive to aerosols, but their sheer size is a huge asset for them to run amok, and without the focus of their heavy machine guns, they rush left and right in the midst of ordinary beasts, showing a kind of fuss with ease.
The lone wolf's heavy sniper was also forced to start firing back, and this unhealthy defensive state made the overall defensive situation of the camp look shaky.
This is just the beginning, and I can't imagine how big the defensive holes in the camp will be as time goes on!
It is obviously unrealistic to use the explosives planted around the camp, and under the crisis of the situation, Bai Ning can only signal Ah Long to take Xiaohu to use RPG as much as possible to relieve the defensive pressure of the outlaws.
RPGs are more flexible high-explosive charges, which can quickly repel the beasts that break through the dead corners of the defense line at critical moments, and are now used to defend against ordinary beasts, which is really overkill.
Watching the RPG warhead explode in the herd with one less than one piece, Bai Ning, no matter how calm he was, knew that this was not a long-term solution.
The frenzied attack of the beast herd lasted for more than ten minutes, and a large number of corpses surrounded the entire camp one after another, making everyone's vision narrow.
The beasts that rushed over were more like climbing the pile of corpses and charging towards the camp, and the momentum gradually slowed down.
When the RPG still had a third of the reserves, Bai Ning had already stopped this crazy wasteful move.
Now that a large amount of beast blood has thinned the effect of giant reindeer blood, a large number of beast corpses have made the beast herd even more frightened, and it is inevitable that the offensive will slow down.
After another ten minutes of hard resistance, the sporadic beast herd attacks finally stopped, and the outlaws, who were overwhelmed by this crazy beast tide, fell to the ground one after another, looking up at the towering pile of corpses on the outskirts of the camp, their eyes still with fear in their eyes.
It's crazy!
No one knew how the long slaughter of more than half an hour had been spent, and each outlaw was just trying to kill as much as he could.
Those red-eyed beasts were not afraid of death, and they made their guns flutter as lightly as burning sticks.
The iron curtain that erupted from the muzzle of the gun was the roar of death, but for these mad beasts that seemed to be born to die, the roar of death was only a war song to the death, inspiring them to die even more vigorously.
The weary outlaws were horrified by the endless madness of the beasts, and at their determination to defy death, but this was only the tip of the iceberg.
What Bai Ning saw was that there were only some giant wild boars in this sea of corpses and blood, not to mention the first generation of the more resilient species.
It is true that the wild boar herd lost a large number of elites in the all-night attack on the outskirts of the village, but after nearly a week of troop deployment, the regrouped strength of the entire wild boar herd will definitely not be so weak.
Otherwise, the cunning and shrewd Boar King would never have brazenly launched a second retaliatory attack, let alone the strength to drag the giant reindeer into this grand revenge frenzy.
Now that a large number of giant reindeer have been killed on the outskirts of the camp, catalyzed by the blood of the reindeer, a large amount of polypeptide aerosols are emitted, which will be the curtain of the next great disaster.
At that time, it will be time for the giant wild boar herd to charge to the death!
However, in the face of the sea of corpses and blood on the outskirts of the camp, how to incinerate is a huge problem, and the smoke and dust produced by incineration is a huge problem.
If the burning causes a forest fire, all of them, a hundred of them, will be burned to the fire!
"Ivan, let your men burn the corpses, cut down all the trees, and make sure to create a ring of firebreaks."
No matter how difficult it is, you have to do it, you can't just sit and wait for death, Bai Ning coldly ordered Bo Xinshan to pick up the walkie-talkie and interpret simultaneously.
Ivan on the other side only said in a dull voice, and he could hear that he was also a little powerless about this order.
There was a large amount of explosives around the camp, and the burning of corpses had to be dug up in advance, and now that all the outlaws were exhausted, how could they have the energy to do such delicate work?
A few minutes later, Ivan stumbled closer, and it seemed that he could not even command the weary outlaws.
Has the explosives array, originally intended to be used to kill the giant boar charge, now become an obstacle to their improvisation?
Can we just watch as the reindeer's blood continues to corrode and produce poisonous gases, making this camp a fog of despair that buries everyone?
From the perspective of the Boar King, is this a powerful fortune for the survival of the fittest, or a conspiracy based on his powerful intelligence?
Unwilling to delve into this, Bai Ning's shoulders were only as heavy as ten thousand catties.
It is as if the sin of killing is fermenting into the fog of death, devouring all who dare to resist the immeasurable power.
"The Soviets must have encountered this dilemma at present, but Gogol's mouth is a little hard, can you pry it out?"
In the face of Bai Ning's sorrow, Jiang Yingxue's expression was very relaxed, she didn't believe that some corpses could trap Bai Ning, and she didn't believe that Gogol would bring this secret to the grave.
Jiang Yingxue had already seen the appearance of the subsequent madness of the beast herd weakening, and the fire could have mitigated the invasion of toxic polypeptide particles, so she boldly took off her gas mask at this time, greedily sucking the air with a strong smell of blood.
It's uncomfortable, but it's better than the dull breathing of a lack of oxygen, and for land creatures, taking a big breath is always something that can be enjoyable for the body and mind.
"The Soviets would have been nice to burn the bodies with flamethrowers, not to mention that they wouldn't have a lot of explosives outside the base.
Gogol is not stupid, and the information he reveals is beneficial to all of us, albeit extreme, but indeed beneficial.
Most of what he did was limited to testing the combat capabilities of the entire team in preparation for the final expedition to the outpost research base.
If he doesn't say it, it proves that although our current defensive pattern has certain limitations, it is not deadly. ”
Bai Ning's response made the smile on Jiang Yingxue's face disappear completely, it was obvious that she had always underestimated Gogol's bearing, and also underestimated Gogol's weight in Bai Ning's heart.
The cooperation between them is indeed fraught with danger, and it is for the sake of the tiger, but it will definitely not be a counterbalance between the foolish.
"It's a bit tricky.
The explosives planted outside the camp have now become a public resource, and the threat to us is even greater.
It would be nice if there was a heavy rain, and it should completely lose the activity of those deer blood. ”
Jiang Yingxue's idea has a certain degree of feasibility, but you can't expect an unexpected heavy rain because of this.
"In fact, you don't need heavy rain, as long as you can control the fire, through the high temperature of the roasting, you can also inactivate the enzyme protein in the deer blood."
Jiang Yingxue's idea gave Bai Ning inspiration, and he hurriedly instructed Ivan to continue to cut down trees and burn corpses, as long as the fire was not too strong, then so many corpses would definitely not be able to burn through.
Moreover, even if the flames did not burn through the corpse pile, the open flame on the corpse pile could burn the toxic aerosols that were steaming.
Hearing about the new method, Ivan left with a happy face, and he wore enough gas masks.
With the frantic roar of chainsaws, a large number of trees toppled down, crushing a large number of beast corpses underneath, and with the ignition of the fire oil, a large area of flames rose into the air.
The stench of burnt protein mixed with the scent of pine trees wafts away, giving a unique and psychedelic olfactory experience.