"I guess there's only this wave left for the Boar King's backbone."

Jiang Yingxue's slightly joking question, this kind of stinging of knowingly asking, but what she got was Bai Ning's indifferent response.

Déjà vu blind confidence, puzzling blind confidence.

But this kind of self-confidence is credible through a large number of results, and this gap in the pattern makes Jiang Yingxue chuckle again, with a little self-deprecation.

They were all in absolute danger, but she never accurately guessed Bai Ning's heart.

This man who always likes to bury all kinds of plans in his heart, but can accurately control the situation in the field, is really a mystery.

"What you say can't be another guess."

Inexplicably, Jiang Yingxue's heart actually settled down under the appeasement of these words, as if Bai Ning's words had infinite credibility.

Her follow-up questioning was like a joke that was not too big or too small, revealing a little lightheartedness.

"If the largest of the first breeds was the Boar King, it would have died here tonight.

If not, it means that this wild boar king is unusually life-sparing, and it is impossible for him to put himself in danger.

Besides, are the giant reindeer just a plate of loose sand in this forest?

The Boar King drove so many giant reindeer to act as cannon fodder, and he always had to pay a price for his unscrupulousness.

The situation of the wild boar king is also in crisis, and he is a little too busy to take care of himself.

Not to mention, the last two-hundred-kilogram explosion was also a huge lesson for it.

If the situation is not right, we only need to release a few horses carrying goods, and the wild boar king, who suffered a big loss last time, will definitely be scared away again. ”

Bai Ning's response was still bland, as if he had completely seen through the mind of the Wild Boar King.

Or, in the contest with the Wild Boar King, Bai Ning has thoroughly understood the heart of the Wild Boar King.

In Bai Ning's established cognition at this time, this wild boar king was just a cunning and greedy waste who was afraid of death, eager for revenge but only superficial revenge.

From a human perspective, this boar king is just a top waste who is fierce and introverted, strong on the outside and dry in the middle.

Therefore, Bai Ning's self-confidence at this time comes entirely from this psychological sense of superiority?

"That's right."

Jiang Yingxue responded lightly, without any desire to refute, and she couldn't find any point to refute.

Even if the Boar King is not as strong as Bai Ning predicted, there is still a fight in the camp.

With Bai Ning's character, it is absolutely impossible for him to be blindly confident, and he will definitely plan in advance for this last resort.

It seems that it is difficult to induce the outlaws to grab horses like last time, so if it really reaches that critical step, what means will Bai Ning use to deliver this more than 100 kilograms of high explosives?

The third round of the group charge was very fast, like a desperate struggle, the explosives were detonated faster, and it was a set pre-buried site, even if it was not at the core explosion point, the combined shock wave suffered by the edge area was enough to kill.

The giant boars that had been blown to the ground had all fallen silent, and the new generation of badly injured boars continued to wail in the field, as if there had never been a third explosion.

"Order the sniper to kill the wailing boars."

Bai Ning commanded, and Bo Xinshan took the walkie-talkie to convey his instructions.

A dull and distant series of heavy sniper shots rang out, and the wailing around the camp was completely cut off, and the entire dense forest returned to absolute silence.

This dead silence, which reveals a strong smell of blood, is like a black hole that can absorb everything, absorbing all the sounds here.

The explosives around the camp were laid by the outlaws, and three successive rounds of explosions made them know that there was nothing left around the camp to rely on.

At this time, all they can rely on is the guns in their hands, but can this kind of thing really bring people comfort to cleanse people's hearts?

Perhaps, only infinite gathering can obtain the last trace of warmth in the huddle of the crowd.

"Gambling on your life, now is the real name, are you really ready?"

Jiang Yingxue's question was cold and clear, more like a self-question.

Death can be expected by everyone, but when it is really faced, how many people can walk calmly?

If Bai Ning didn't gamble on his life, then the camp's only hope for a turnaround was the remaining more than 100 kilograms of high explosives, but these things could not be carried by horses, so how would Bai Ning deliver them to the side of the wild boar king.

"We won the bet, and the wild boar herd has retreated."

Bai Ning responded lightly, and his slightly tired body walked in the direction of his tent.

Faced with this inexplicable answer, Jiang Yingxue just wanted to ask why, when out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Gogol coming out of the tent.

At this time, it is definitely impossible for Gogol to come out for a walk, and his behavior has indirectly proved Bai Ning's statement.

However, there was no movement in the dense forest in the distance, and there was no appearance in the night vision device, from what direction did Bai Ning know that this round of perseverance had finally succeeded?

Puzzled in his heart, Jiang Yingxue's gaze stayed on Gogol's body, this sudden appearance of a madman actually made him feel more puzzling than Bai Ning.

If you don't come out early, you don't come out late, but when you come out at this time, it's like you have an appointment with Bai Ning in advance.

Gogol walked alone to the edge of the camp and whispered a few words beside Ivan, and several outlaws followed him to the site of the explosion.

Gogol's appearance in the night vision device was blurry, but he could clearly be seen walking up to a giant boar, which seemed to be the first generation of the unusually large one.

Could it be that there is any more important value attached to this first species?

After staring at this scene quietly for five or six minutes, Gogol turned around and returned to the camp, and Jiang Yingxue beckoned Aaron to invite Gogol over.

"Is there anything special about that primordial species?"

Jiang Yingxue's straightforward inquiry made Goge smile, and he couldn't tell whether he was laughing or feeling more comfortable.

"It's nothing special, it's just a very old sow, and it's really not a pity to die."

Gogol's response made Jiang Yingxue faintly feel a kind of humiliation, she felt that the old sow was insinuating her, the anger on her face was covered by a gas mask, but her standing figure seemed to reflect a killing intent.

In the face of Jiang Yingxue's coldness, Gogol's frivolous face seemed to be able to show all through the gas mask.

"The wild boar herd is a very hierarchical society, generally with one male and one female and two leaders, and the old sow has a very high status among the pig herd, and now that she is dying here, you have to be more careful about the road ahead."

After a casual explanation, Gogol turned around and left.

At this time, Jiang Yingxue completely understood Bai Ning's previous judgment, why she was so sure that the wild boar herd had retreated, and she also understood why Bai Ning asked to wait for the old sow before starting to detonate the explosives.

Regardless of whether the Boar King is really strong and strong, greedy for life and afraid of death, or just to ensure the structural stability of the wild boar herd, it is rare for two leaders to die here at the same time.

A very simple value decision, even if it has a certain gambling component, is really convincing.

The silence of the second half of the night and the rising sun of the second day both declared the correctness of Bai Ning's guess, and the whole world seemed to come back to life, the red of the morning sun revealed the warmth of new life, and the slight morning breeze caressed it, and all the fatigue turned into quiet tranquility.

……

I feel that the outlaws who have survived the catastrophe are even happier, all the suffering and hesitation of last night have become a thing of the past, and they are still the strong ones of life, enjoying the privileges of all the victors.

Last night's bitter battle exhausted everyone's hearts, and many outlaws did not recover until the third pole of the day, and began to look for food with sleepy eyes open, but fortunately there was no shortage of meat here, and the meat was stewed all the time, which made the outlaws even more happy.

Drunk and full of meat, they didn't care about the corpses placed in a corner, 5 dead and one wounded, most of them from the deer blood spilled from the final explosion.

Whatever he does, it is not himself who dies, they have pensions, they have wine and meat, and they are all happy.

After resting until one o'clock in the afternoon, the camp officially set off, a large number of ammunition reserves had been exhausted last night, and all the embedded explosives outside the camp had been exhausted.

The confidence in their hands was insufficient, and everyone moved faster, and completely rushed to the entrance of the outpost research base that Gogol said before dark.

It's a ruinous hill with a lot of low pine trees, and it's hard to know if you don't find traces of man-made structures from some of the bombed-out sites.

Gogol led a group of outlaws to dig through a pile of rubble, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone in, revealing a deep cavern.

This cave reminded Bai Ning of the vents in the secret base before, but this one was more like a thief hole dug out by hand.

Many of the outlaws who survived the secret base last time were very resistant to this cave, and they didn't want to experience another frenzied escape from the depths of the cave.

"Gogol, our ammunition reserves are running out, and we can't afford to use our lives to fill the risk at the end of this cave.

You must have come here more than once, and tell as much as you can about what you know, so that everyone can work together to plan the power in your hands. ”

The death tunnel also has a huge psychological shadow on Jiang Yingxue, and she is very disgusted by this cramped escape port.

Or, in Jiang Yingxue's opinion at this time, the entrance and exit deliberately displayed by Gogol were too cramped, and she was very dissatisfied with this kind of Jedi.

If possible, she would prefer to re-carve a passage above the outpost research base, as she did last time, so that the wide passage that goes straight up and down gives people more security.