The night wind blew through the corn bushes, making a rustling sound. Under the cover of night, countless dark shadows seemed to be hidden in the corn bushes as tall as one person.
The militants drove their cars and formed a circle around the small building to form a simple defense line. Set up your gun and aim carefully at the cornfield not far away.
Two snipers who came to the top of the building were observing everything below from a high position.
After a long time, a sniper pressed the earphone in his ear hole and reported softly: "Head, nothing unusual was found."
"I saw with my own eyes that they dragged a brother into the cornfield." Ferry grabbed the walkie-talkie and yelled viciously, "Keep your eyes wide open, who knows how many people are hiding in that cornfield."
Listening to the roar that sounded in the earphones, the sniper subconsciously pulled the earphones away from his ears. After Ferry finished yelling, he quickly replied: "Don't worry, boss, we're watching."
Just after yelling at the sniper, another walkie-talkie next to him suddenly made a harsh noise: "Boss, help, help, boss."
It's the group responsible for guarding the pontoon.
Feli's expression changed, he picked up the walkie-talkie and said urgently: "Luoken, what's going on?"
The only sound on the intercom was the man's heavy breathing and the almost non-stop sound of gunshots. After a while, the call was interrupted with a scream.
"Fak Fak Fak" Ferry almost dropped the walkie-talkie and immediately contacted the sniper, "Taylor, look at what's going on on the other side of the bridge."
"Hmm, head, the lights over there are out but it's dark, and there doesn't seem to be any sign of object movement." The sniper said hesitantly, "Head, do you need to send someone over to investigate?"
Ferry was a little crazy. In order to protect the only escape route for people like him, he left two modified pickup trucks and five fully armed elites on the pontoon bridge.
He was just about to order someone to go over and check, when suddenly the sniper on the roof exclaimed: "Oh God, what is that?"
Ferri no longer cared about protecting his own safety. He quickly rushed to the top of the building and lay down next to the sniper: "What did you find? Did any of our people show up?"
The sniper named Taylor gave up his position with a pale face and motioned for Ferry to look at the scope on the sniper rifle. Although the night vision telescope in Ferry's hand is also very high-end, this kind of professional sniper scope is still far inferior.
Ferri didn't waste any time, he just walked over, took a look, and then took a breath: "Water Malefak"
In the high-power night vision scope, Ferry clearly saw a huge monster moving slowly in the darkness in the distance. Although it was difficult to see the specific appearance of the monster due to the distance and darkness, it was still roughly possible to tell that it was a large spider that seemed to have more than a dozen legs.
Before Ferry could wake up from what he saw, the walkie-talkie on his waist suddenly exclaimed: "Head, those cornfields seem to be moving."
Ferry shuddered, shook his head vigorously, and moved closer to the scope again. After looking at the monster squirming in the darkness, he gritted his teeth and picked up the walkie-talkie: "What does the cornfield mean when it's moving?"
"Head, look at the road we pushed through the cornfield," the voice on the intercom trembled. "If you consider the corn on both sides of the road and move towards the middle, the road is much narrower than before."
Ferry didn't need the scope on his sniper rifle this time, and looked downstairs directly with his night vision binoculars. He soon discovered that something was wrong. His subordinates' report was correct. The road pushed out by bulldozers and other large machinery had indeed become narrower at this time.
For example, the bulldozer that was originally parked on the roadside has now had less than half of its body swallowed up by the cornfield.
"The corn is actually moving." Ferry felt the cold air coming from the back of his head. "They want to block the road and trap us inside."
No matter whether Ferry believed his eyes or not, he knew that he could no longer be trapped here. Regardless of whether it is a person or a monster hiding in the cornfield, he must leave. Otherwise, once the cornfield seals off the nearby area, let alone rescuing Master Edmund, he may have to get in.
"Kula, take four brothers to the bridge and eliminate any suspicious targets." Ferri remembered the size of the monster and added, "Remember to bring a rocket launcher, there may be a big guy on the other side."
"Cary, you stay here to take cover. Tyler, get in the car with the rest of the people and rush out with me."
Following Ferry's order, his already panicked men began to take action quickly.
A series of modified pickup trucks roared and rushed towards the pontoon. The remaining people got into other cars, led by a similarly modified SUV, roaring towards the road that was half swallowed by the cornfield.
The long corn leaves, like hands stretched out to stop, slapped against the car body. Ferry was horrified to find that the leaves, which should be fragile compared to the iron sheets, actually left shallow scratches on the car body and windows.
It's as if those outside are not corn leaves at all, but sharp little blades.
Ferry couldn't imagine what people like him would be like if they walked into this cornfield without a car.
Perhaps because of the sudden intrusion of the convoy, the cornfield suddenly made a "squeaking" sound like a heavy rain, and the speed of moving towards the road was obviously accelerated.
Ferri noticed it immediately and hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Cary, what's the situation inside?"
The signal was subject to unknown interference, and the voice in the walkie-talkie was faintly visible, and crackling noises came out: "Keep damn careful, it's straw."
A harsh electronic noise sounded, forcing Ferry to turn off the walkie-talkie. Taylor, who was responsible for driving, felt heavy. He knew very well that Cary, his comrade and good friend, was probably in danger.
Sure enough, a few moments later, several huge explosions were heard. Although the fireball rising in the distance could not be seen due to the obstruction of the corn, these elite killers could all hear the sound of the explosion of the rocket launcher.
Ferry squinted his eyes and tapped his fingers lightly on the intercom. It seemed that the people going to the pontoon had already encountered the monster and used a rocket launcher.
I just don’t know what the situation is, whether the monster has been eliminated.
While he was thinking, the SUV leading the convoy had already rushed out of the cornfield and onto the dirt road outside. By the time the last car rushed out, the cornfield had completely closed up, and there was no trace of a road that had been pushed out by bulldozers.
Looking at the cornfield that was still roaring, Ferry felt a chill in his heart: "Let's go to town."
Looking at Taylor's puzzled eyes, Ferry gritted his teeth and said: "Things have changed, we must change our plan. Occupy the town, collect weapons and vehicles, and after meeting the eldest young master, we will start with heavy vehicles and start again in the cornfield. Push out a path.”
"If it doesn't work in the end, we can also use the people in the town as hostages to coerce the US government to provide us with helicopters."