"All of them! Fire!"
Following the order of the platoon leader, he immediately launched an attack on the goblin army that was rushing forward.
"Bang bang bang!"
The gunshots were loud, and the goblins who had not yet fought the cpa were even more frightened. Even the goblin king was slightly startled: "That's explosion magic!!?"
However, the goblins rushing in front fell one by one, wailing from their mouths.
"Help! Help!!"
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
"Ah! My hand is broken!"
However, in the buildings on both sides, the citizens also volunteered to carry out air fire support for the CPA.
"Bring the succulent to the old lady, the old lady wants to carpet bomb!"
"Wife, you are succulent."
"Just two?"
"Uh, you threw away all the meat on the balcony."
"Well... that old lady pushed the fish tank over, and the old lady is going to throw the atomic bomb!"
"Wife, you see that the kitchen knife thrown at the house opposite is a bit more lethal. Why don't you throw the kitchen knife?"
"You don't want to cook anymore? Forget it, bring it. By the way, bring all the porcelain bowls. The old lady throws them down and kills those green-skinned buns."
For a while, in the tall buildings on both sides, pots and pans were thrown down, and even big killers like the piano were pushed down.
"duang!"
With a sound of the piano, the black piano smashed heavily on the Cyclops who was pulling the cart in front of the Goblin King.
The Cyclops stumbled and fell directly to the ground, and the wreckage of the piano was scattered everywhere.
The Goblin King looked up at the falling objects and commanded: "Goblin Archer! Aim at the castle above and shoot arrows! Shoot me all these otherworldly soldiers!"
At this time, the goblin army seemed to be in a canyon in the street. There were soldiers in front of the cpa blocking the road, and there were sneak attacks by the enemy ambushing on the "hillside". It was miserable for a while.
Where can weak goblins play war? In any world, in any work, most of them are as cannon fodder, and they exist in general. Except for works like Huihuan, they can also use wisdom to play some cooperation and tactics.
Most of the cases are: "We have a huge advantage in numbers. Please move the mouse over, frame us, and then a past, it's all right."
Then he happily played gg.
In the face of the "castle" with "archers" ambushed on both sides, the goblins who were ambushed in the canyon did not choose to escape by throwing away their armor and armor, but holding rough wooden bows and arrows in their hands. , he shot up towards the tall buildings on both sides.
Simple hemp ropes, rags, curved hard vines and branches with good toughness were temporarily combined into bows and arrows in their hands.
He took out that ridiculous arrow, and the sharp pebble was tied with a rope to form an arrow on the crooked wooden strip. The arrow feathers were the feathers of some birds, or two leaves were inserted directly, which was too shabby.
With such poor long-range equipment, it would be difficult to shoot at middle and high-level citizens.
However, the citizens on the following floors suffered, and the sharp arrow "boom" brushed the cheek of a man by the window on the third floor, and instantly wiped a bloody hole.
More and more arrows fell into the windows of the lower floors, and the platoon leader of the CPA shouted: "Goblin's arrows attack!! The bottom citizens are closed! Windows! Doors!"
The arrows flew almost 4 or 5 stories high, and the citizens below the 5th floor closed their windows one after another, only to hear the sound of arrows hitting them.
Hit on the 4th or 5th layer of glass, just like a weak child throwing a pebble, the threat is not great.
But after the 4th floor, you take off your pants, pull out the rubber band, and make a slingshot to shoot your glass.
"Crack! Kick!"
The glass on the ground floor shattered one after another. When the platoon leader saw that the situation was not good, he quickly shouted: "The citizens on the ground floor should not go near the window! Don't go near the window!"
The high-rise citizens saw it, and it was not bad. The brothers downstairs were all fucked.
"Hey! Do you have anything else? Throw it away!"
Throw
Seemingly inspired by the "archers" in the "castles" on both sides, the goblin king roared loudly: "Give me throw those goblins at those humans! Kill them!"
Those big muscular goblins with high magic resistance directly picked up the goblins who were wearing armor and holding weapons, like a human cannon, and threw them towards the building one by one.
The sturdy muscles and strong arm strength are enough to smash the goblins to the 8th floor like a cannonball.
"Eyeeeeeeeeeeeee..."
"Bang!"
A goblin made a thud and crashed directly into the window on the sixth floor, hitting a citizen who was throwing weapons down, knocking him to the ground.
The goblins were short in stature and had been severely beaten by high-level goblins since childhood. They had already practiced a solid kung fu. In addition, they bumped into people, and they had an extra layer of meat pads. Being hit with all kinds of meat and eight elements, it has little effect.
When he got up, he took the rolled-blade axe and knocked on the rotten little round shield in his hand.
It's a pity that this guy flew into the wrong house. This is not a famous citizen's house, nor is it an apartment or hotel, but a small loan company.
"Fuck! Goblins are up!"
"Brother, use the weapon!"
Picking up the folding stool of the top ten fighting artifacts on the street, a few male staff members gathered around.
Even the female staff said: "Wait a minute, let the old lady do it, bring the old lady's high heels and poke him!"
After a severe socialist beating, the little goblin was finally unable to fight with both fists. A sheep entered the tiger's mouth, was beaten to the point of bleeding, and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, rolling his eyes, and twitching.
"Stop this goblin for my sister, it's disgusting!"
However, at this time, the department manager rolled up his sleeves and said breathlessly, "Sister, wait a minute, look at what this is, goblin."
"how?"
"Goblin's ears can be sold for money in various works. Have you read some scumbag's comics? Goblin's way to get rich depends on goblins. Why don't we cut off goblin's ears first, and then throw them away? Lose?"
The head of the office had a small water basin on top of his head, holding a long pole soldier (trailer) (handle), and stopped: "Wait a minute!"
"Um?"
"Goblin's ears were also a different world before. We are in Jiangzhou, where should we go?"
"makes sense."
The director of the office continued: "I've seen quite a few works of wearing a foreign world, let's tie this thing up first, and then hand it over to the Yao Yaoling or the police station to receive a bounty.
Even if there is no bounty, we have condolences.
Be brave, work hard, and be a good citizen.
No bonus? Then there is also a certificate of merit. Anyway, the various policies in the future will definitely take care of us. If you haven't listened to the radio, you are talking about the invasion of another world. This is a major historical event. "
After speaking, the director of the office paused, looked at everyone's expressions, yes, very focused, better than a meeting, a little satisfaction in his heart, and then seriously promoted his Facai: "Cough cough... And to be reasonable, historical events Well, the equipment, armor, knives, and shields on this goblin must have historical value and commemorative significance.
Why don't we take it down and divide it up, go back and collect it, and after a period of time or a few years, sell it to collectors, or donate it to a museum. This is the goblin armor set for the battle of Jiangzhou. "
The department manager and other staff greatly appreciated the insight of the chief of staff.
The goblin on the ground was basically the same, and he successively avoided the situation where his ears were cut off, and he was thrown from upstairs and fell into a paralyzed situation.
Instead, these humans from other worlds gently pulled their skins, tied them up, and waited for the bounty to be handed over later... ahem, pay the bounty, and maximize the value of his body.
"Cough cough cough... I hurt... "
The goblin twitched and screamed.
At this time, the department manager was already sweating with happiness, rolled up his sleeves, held a folding stool, slapped the window, and shouted at the muscular goblins below: "That big man, please do another dozen goblins in this direction. !!"
Suo Hui below turned over a goblin with a shuttle, looked at the taunting citizen above, and exclaimed: "Damn, is that guy crazy? Li Le, under cover, change the magazine."