The small outpost was a mess, with panicked slave buyers and slaves crowded together.
The narrow gate could not accommodate the swarming of them.
The dilapidated trucks started to fire as fast as possible, but they were unable to move forward due to the chaotic situation.
"Calm down, don't panic!"
the sentries shouted in vain, adding to the panic atmosphere.
Looking at the completely panicked crowd, the sentries were helpless.
The deep and old voice of "Close the gate" guided these young sentinels in the direction.
The door was quickly closed, and the crowd roared wildly.
"Shut up."
The veteran's gun pointed to the sky, and a whole bunch of bullets were poured out in an instant.
The harsh gunfire finally made the chaotic crowd quiet a little.
"There are swarms of insects outside.
You just ran out like this.
Are you looking for death?"
"That's better than waiting to die here.
I think it's because you, a lame old man, can't run away, so you can let us die with you.
Let me get out quickly."
"Thud, tug, tug," a series of gunshots rang out without hesitation, and the slave catcher made a harsh sound in his throat.
Looking at the dense holes in his body, he fell down before he even raised his hand.
The veteran licked his lips ferociously, pointed the assault rifle in his hand at the crowd, "Who dares to talk about bastards like you now?
I have killed so many before that I can't even count them."
The veteran's actions completely suppressed the chaotic situation, and for a while no one dared to speak out.
He nodded with satisfaction and shouted loudly, "Listen to me now, whether you are slaves or citizens, as long as you are able to fight, please pick up all the weapons you can use.
There is a swarm of insects outside.
If you go out, you will die.
We just have to I can take a gamble and hold on until reinforcements arrive."
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to make a decision.
At this moment, a reaper with a length of two meters appeared.
Suddenly he got through a gap in the city wall of the outpost and pounced on the veteran standing high up without any hesitation.
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
The Zerg naturally understand such a simple truth.
At a height of more than ten meters, it only exerted force for a few seconds.
It opened its smelly mouth, and its sharp jointed limbs were about to cut off the only remaining leg of the veteran whose back was turned to him.
At this critical moment, the veteran, like a prophet, suddenly turned the assault rifle in his hand and stuffed it into the reaper's mouth.
Chuchuchu The sour green insect liquid splashed everywhere, and this level three reaper didn't even make a sound.
The central nervous system was completely destroyed.
The veteran spat disdainfully, "I want to kill you, but you're still too young."
The way the crowd looked at the veteran immediately changed.
No one could have imagined before that such a lame and half-dead veteran could have such strength.
A level three reaper could already cause considerable casualties to them.
But now it is so simple to die under the gun of a veteran.
"It's the man who blocks the gap with me.
The other shrimps who peed their pants should get back to the pig pen right away.
Don't bother me here."
The veteran yelled loudly and climbed down the scaffolding neatly.
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He rushed towards the gap, not looking like a lame old man at all.
The veteran's words successfully aroused the blood of the people, and they began to look for suitable weapons everywhere.
Prepare for the bloody battle that follows.
Among the crowd with high fighting spirit, two figures, one fat and one thin, were particularly conspicuous.
"Brother, what do we do, you have to protect me."
The monkey took the fat man's hand and shrank behind him.
"Why don't we just run away?"
The fat man trembled, dragging the monkey and retracting under the car.
His two white buttocks exposed outside the car were surprisingly funny.
At this time, the fat man didn't have any of his previous "bloodiness".
On the contrary, he looked weaker than a monkey.
He wiped his sweat and muttered to himself.
"Mom.
How can this be done?
I really got it right."
"Hey, don't squeeze.
Don't squeeze."
A voice came from behind.
Only then did the fat man realize that there was someone hiding under the car.
"Damn it, this is my car.
If you try to bullshit me, I'll kill you."
The fat man became more confident at this time.
After all, he wasn't dealing with bugs.
"Brother, he is a buyer."
The monkey pulled the fat man's hand.
"What happened to the buyer?
Life is not more important than money."
The fat man rolled his eyes.
But just as he finished speaking, his father and mother cried miserably, "My slave, my slave, they are all going to be gone."
The buyer on one side rolled his eyes vigorously and turned away with disdain.
"Brother, it's okay, we have another one."
Monkey pointed at a dark thing lying on the ground.
K was now facing the sky, his expression not only not nervous about the impending battle, but also a bit lazy.
"Bugs."
He muttered with a silly smile and scratched his twisted hair.
"Food."
Just as he was mumbling silly words, a stone wall of this small outpost was finally broken by a swarm of insects.
Fresh blood food was right in front of him, and the insects poured in frantically through the gap.
"Help, help" The screams made people's scalp numb, and lives fell one after another under the sharp joints of the insects.
Only then did these people realize what a ridiculous weapon the stick they were holding was.
Fear soon spread throughout the outpost, and all the morale the veterans had built up was instantly shattered.
People could only flee in panic without any fighting.
The veteran in the distance spat fiercely.
He pointed at the young soldiers around him and said, "Those in the first row stay here to guard the gap.
Those in the second and third rows will fight with me."
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After that, he limped over with his rifle in hand.
"Brother, the bug is getting closer and closer.
What should we do?
Are we going to die here?"
The monkey hugged the fat man tightly and cried in fear.
The fat man shivered subconsciously, and tightened the double-barreled shotgun in his hand, "What a bastard, I'll fight them at worst."
Although he said this, his tone was trembling, and even the fatness followed.
He kept shaking.
But what he didn't notice was that when he took out the double-barreled shotgun from his arms, the expression of the buyer beside him immediately changed.
He gently rubbed the fat man with his foot and opened his mouth to say something. .
"So-and-so is touching my butt."
The fat man's voice even sounded like a cry.
He turned around and pointed the shotgun behind him.
"If you have something to say, if you have something to say," the buyer hurriedly raised his hand.
"You bitch, why are you touching me?"
"Brother, what is that?
Actually, look at it."
"Don't bullshit me.
If you have something to say, say it quickly."
The fat man didn't take this trick.
He just held up the shotgun in his hand.
"No, big brother, actually I just want to ask how much this thing of yours costs.
I'll buy it."
"I'll give you a damn shot," the fat man roared angrily, and was about to shoot without any hesitation.
"Big brother, big brother, we have lost everything.
We have lost everything.
The last one is going to die."
The monkey held the fat man's hand, his expression was extremely sad and lost.
A dirty black mummy stood up slowly and walked towards the area where the insects were most densely packed as if there was no one around.
He murmured to himself in a low voice from time to time, and if someone was near him, they could clearly hear the two repeated bytes.
"Hungry
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