Chapter Eighty-Four: The Uninvited Guest

Updated: 2012-08-14

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In the dazzling light of the fire, a torrent of scorching metal sliced through the wolves like a giant scythe. It tore apart the not very strong body of the corpse wolf, and countless wolf blood was flying, and every time the fire flashed, more than a dozen corpse wolves of various sizes turned into real corpses. However, their companions swooped down on the corpses, charging the caravan's defenses.

From being targeted by wolves, it has been more than half an hour since the battle. The machine guns in the hands of the fighters were already hot and hot, and even worse, the ammunition was almost depleted. Although the Arctic Fox uses a cascade attack to ensure the suppression and endurance of firepower. But as the battle continues, physical strength declines, and gradually even seasoned veterans will have some negligence.

And these negligence, which seems inconsequential in normal times, will kill them on the battlefield.

After a round of strafing, the two soldiers were supposed to retreat to the rear to replenish their ammunition under the cover of their comrades. I don't know if the onslaught of the wolves has made their nerves so tight that as they retreat, they look down and take out the magazine to replace the machine gun with new ammunition.

But with such a bowed effort, several strong male wolves emerged from the wolf pack. They rushed to the vicinity under the fire of the other warriors, and with a big mouth, they picked up two soldiers with their heads bowed, and threw them at the wolves behind them.

The soldier let out a frightened scream, flailing his hands and feet to no avail. Immediately, screaming erupted, and the wolves were like sea sharks in blood, and dozens of male wolves pounced on the two hapless soldiers, tearing open their warm and soft bodies with their claws and fangs, and then feasting on the fresh blood and flesh.

"Damn, when did this get so hard. ”

Vida, the lieutenant of the Arctic Fox, cursed angrily, and a Caucasian man in his thirties fired at the wolves with two machine guns. His ability is the shili enhancement of the perception domain, a free line-of-sight similar to zero, but the limit distance of Vader shili is about a thousand meters, and it will be discounted at night. Even if the perception domain is not a direct combat ability, combined with Vader's first-order precision shooting, it can ensure that more than eighty percent of the ammunition fired falls in the wolf pack and creates effective damage.

But as Vader had said, the wolves were clearly much more difficult than their previous counterparts. In addition to also knowing how to attack in a cascade, these animals are more agile in their movements and stronger in their bodies. Unless they hit their brains directly, it would take several times or more of a bullet to stop the mutants.

"It's hard to deal with, but what's more troublesome is that they seem to be a lot smarter than they used to be. "Bart is the captain of this mercenary team, and at the age of forty, he is in the prime of his life. Both energy and physical strength are at their highest, but Bart is more proud of his experience in leading troops. Under his leadership, the Arctic Fox has only maintained an error rate of about 10 percent for ten years, which is one of the reasons why Campbell will choose them as guards.

The captain's ability is a fourth-order sniper mastery, so while commanding the team, Bart also plays the role of a sniper in the team.

"For God's sake, find the wolf for me. If it doesn't collapse, we'll be done. Bart shouted, and the wolves' attack seemed so orderly that Bart would not believe anything if there was no wolf behind him. As a sniper, his shili is naturally not far behind, but at night, it is clear that the lieutenant who has been strengthened by shili is more qualified for this task.

Vader lived up to his promise and soon found a strange male wolf among the wolves. It was about a third larger than the other corpse wolves, and it was not covered with pure black fur, but with red hair. The head wolf moves behind the pack, and the occasional gesture should be a signal to direct the pack to attack. Such wisdom should not have appeared on the corpse wolf, and Vader felt a little creepy when he looked at it.

"Found it, damn it. It seems to have a certain amount of intelligence. Captain, it's in the direction of your three o'clock, about five hundred meters away!" shouted Vader.

Bart raised his sniper rifle and set the muzzle, the barrel pointed in the direction Vader had said, and a number of wolves appeared in the sights. But just like Vader, Bart quickly finds the head wolf. It's so different that you can't ignore it.

"Okay, Biedong. Baby, let me take you out with one shot, and then we can all rest, right? Bart muttered to himself, the reticle in the sight moving slowly but precisely.

Until the crosshair locked onto the brow of the wolf, Bart quickly pressed down the plater.

But at the moment when he fired, the head wolf in the sight suddenly lowered his head, and the sniper bullet grazed its thick back, plowing only a deep wound that could be seen to the bone.

"Bastard!" Bart scolded, knowing that he had lost his best opportunity. The frightened head wolf will not be so cheap to him again, and the cunning fellow will definitely hide himself.

However, at the same time as Bart was scolding, another muffled thunderous gunshot came from far away. The head wolf who dodged Bart's blow was not so lucky this time, the giant wolf's body swayed wildly, and a blood flower popped out from the side of the wolf's head. The wolf had an unbelievable look in its eyes, but its brain was destroyed, and no matter how strong it was, it had to fall to the ground.

Until death, the head wolf did not know where the bullet came from.

The death of the head wolf has left the wolf pack in turmoil, and the wolves who have lost their command have turned from efficient war machines back into ignorant beasts. After being killed by the arctic fox for more than a dozen heads, the corpse wolves quickly retreated with their tails between their legs, leaving only one wolf corpse in one place.

Watching the wolves retreat, Bart breathed a sigh of relief. This was followed by cleaning up the battlefield, which was naturally carried out by the soldiers below, and after reporting to Campbell, he came to the team and smoked a cigarette with Vader.

"It seems that we have noble people to help us. Vader said, looking at the long night.

Bart nodded heavily: "He is a very powerful sniper, judging from the time the gun rang out to the time when the wolf was shot, the opponent fired at least 1,500 meters away." ”

Vader stuck out his tongue exaggeratedly and said, "Head, you shouldn't be mistaken. At such a long distance, even with the most accurate sniper equipment during the day, it is difficult to achieve a hundred shots. Besides, it's a big night. ”

"That's why I said the other party is amazing. Bart said bitterly: "Damn, Lao Tzu is a fourth-order sniper, and the limit distance at night is only eight hundred meters. He's 1500 meters, hey. ”

Vader couldn't help but laugh, but didn't make any more sarcasm about his captain.

At this time, the sound of the locomotive engine was heard, and in the wilderness under the dark night, a little light was lit in the distance. As the light approached in the direction of Bart and the others, the captain gave a look, and Vader immediately threw away the cigarette. The adjutant called several soldiers to come forward, and behind Vida, the soldiers raised their machine guns in the direction of the light, making a gesture that they could strafe at any time.

"Stop, if you don't want to sieve. Vader shouted at the rider on the locomotive.