Chapter 51: CH 51

It was eight o’clock in the morning, and Stark agreed on a very suitable time because, at this time, all the terrorists were eating breakfast.

They would get together, celebrate with a humble breakfast, and live another day.

Today’s weather was not good. One old and one young, two terrorists gathered together, holding a rough dough flatbread and a bowl of porridge of ​​suspicious color, eating and chatting.

The younger one tightened the loose gun belt, looked at the breakfast in his hand, and complained, “Old Ali, how long do we have to stay in this damn place? I’ve lost a bit of weight in the past two months.”

Old Ali, with a mouth that was missing half of his teeth, smiled and looked at this young man who was only nineteen years old but had already fought for six years and said: “What’s the matter, miss your bride, Rad? I think we should be able to go back soon, the guy locked in the cave is about to make what our leader wants. Once the leader gets what he wants and sells it for a lot of money, we can go home, and maybe after the money is divided, you can still find a second wife.”

Looking at Rad with contempt, “Look at how you look now, like a ram in heat. I have four wives waiting for me at home, am I in a hurry?”

Rad waved his hand anxiously, he couldn’t let others think he was thinking about women, which would make others laugh at him. He said anxiously: “I just think it’s too boring to stay here. I’d rather go out and fight the Yankees and have some good loot. But here we are, just waiting for the Yankee in the cave to build something. We don’t need so many people at all.”

Old Ali tore off a piece of bread with difficulty, took a sip of porridge, looked at Rad, and said, “Child, don’t always think about fighting, you are lucky that you are still alive today. I just want an honest life now. I want to live, earn money to raise my children, and not listen to those people in white robes talking nonsense, wanting to fight the Yankees to the death or something. Their own children have long gone to other countries. They are counting on us to go to hell for them.”

Rad looked at Old Ali unconvinced and said, “Then why are you still here? You can go home and take care of your wife and children.”

Old Ali shook his head and said, “I don’t know what to do when I go back, we have nothing, I can only fight, I just hope that before I die, I can save enough money to send my son to Saudi Arabia, or Qatar, compared to here there it is like heaven.”

Rad tried hard to tear the bread in his hand and said, “I always feel that the leader was deceived by the Yankee. He may not have built any missiles at all, but deceived us to delay time.”

Old Ali smiled and said, “That doesn’t make sense, outsiders can’t find this location anyway!” After he saw Rad’s terrified expression, following his eyes, Old Ali saw a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

A man, riding a huge scarlet wolf, swooped down a hill with an old Winchester lever-action rifle in his hand.

Five black giant wolves with looming bodies ran and charged in front of him. A checkpoint hung with a camouflage net, and the four sentries in it were torn to pieces with claws by these five giant wolves that seemed to be released from hell before they had time to raise their guns.

The black leader who responded in a timely manner shouted at the people around him and asked them to fight back. He himself ran to the cave with a few of his subordinates, trying to silence the hostages inside.

The terrorist who was having breakfast dropped the food in his hand, picked up the AK47, and was about to shoot at the charging wolf.

Three thick vines sprang out from the ground. A green vine kept walking and killing in the crowd. Every terrorist who was touched would hold his throat, face ashen, and fall to the ground with poison. The Poison Creeper was like a big biochemical killer. Wherever it went, it brought death with it.

The red vine was much more disgusting. On the head of the vine was a large barrel-shaped mouth full of sharp teeth. Swinging a body with a diameter of more than fifty centimeters, it swept across the canteen of the camp like a thousand troops arrived, and flew at a group of terrorists, then caught up, opened its terrifying mouth, and swallowed these unlucky ghosts into the body.

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The golden vines were more gentle, shrinking the body to the thickness of a finger, like a sharp arrow, shooting a group of terrorists in the opposite direction, and the terrorists, who were shot through the body, at a speed visible to the naked eye, dried up as if the water in the body had evaporated.

The courage of the terrorists was lost under such a horrific attack. With screams, they dropped everything and started running away.

The five spirit wolves would not miss this opportunity, their bodies suddenly flickered, and they appeared in the crowd.

The wolf claws that were nearly half a foot long stretched out. Wherever they passed, stumps and arms were scattered everywhere, and none of the terrorists were left with a whole body.

The few spirit wolves that were harmless to humans and animals usually finally showed their terrifying lethality. The spirit wolf that could move between the void and reality, like teleportation, could always appear behind the terrorists like a ghost, and then tear them to pieces.

Only Alvin had not made any achievements so far. Alvin, who had ordinary marksmanship, rode a dire wolf with a shoulder height of nearly 1.8 meters. Like a charging warrior, he broke into the terrorist camp, even firing two shots that did not hit any target. Alvin did not have the skill to shoot and ride a wolf at the same time yet.

This made Alvin, who imagined himself as a “Wild West Cowboy”, very disappointed with his combat coordination ability. Why couldn’t he change his fighting style? He had always been like a gangster, cutting people and shooting was not the style he wanted.

Jumping off the wild wolf’s back and letting it fight, Alvin stood on the edge of the camp, holding up the Winchester in search of a target to shoot at.

Hmm, Under the circumstance of ensuring that he would not hit his summons, Alvin basically couldn’t find a suitable target. This was the disadvantage of marksmanship. In a chaotic scene, it was easy to hurt your own people.

This also showed from the side how fierce the vines and spirit wolves are.

The massacre didn’t last long, and there was a burst of intense gunfire in the cave. A tall black figure, holding a huge shield, rushed out of the cave. Several terrorists blocking the way, like small animals hit by a high-speed car, flew out of the cave in pieces.

At this moment, there were not many terrorists left on the field. Alvin recalled the vines, leaving only five spirit wolves to continue to hunt down the few lucky ones left.

Rad was one of them. Just now, he was looking at old Ali. A spirit wolf had grabbed his neck and flung him into the air. The other tacitly used his claws to tear him to pieces in the air.

Rad, who had been fighting since he was a child, turned red, rushed to an old-fashioned machine gun, pulled the bolt, and shot frantically at the monsters on the field. There was no need to care about any comrades-in-arms, they were all dead, or were about to die.

The 12.7mm bullets formed a barrage that swept across the camp.

The tall dire wolf had no use at this moment, and its body blocked in front of Alvin. The bullets that could shred ordinary armored vehicles hit the dire wolf, like a pebble hitting a car tire, dented slightly, and then bounced off.

The newly born Mr. Iron Man, seeing the situation, manipulated the humble exoskeleton armor and held a huge shield. A heroic charge was launched against Rad.

Rad discovered Stark’s intentions, turned the gun, and sprayed the last few dozen rounds at Stark. Then heroically, he was smashed into pieces by Stark’s mecha, which met the machine gunner’s seat.

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