As night falls, Domu Village is shrouded in darkness. In the past, due to poverty, Duomu Village had almost no lights after dark, but now it is brightly lit. Several diesel generators roared, continuously inputting electricity into the mining area under construction. Several wooden sentry towers stood there, each with a searchlight, illuminating the mining area and the village brightly.
In the mining area, several construction machinery engines roared, digging up the farmland planted with corn and cassava beyond recognition. Dozens of villagers were guarded by a team of armed men, who used shovels to move the deep soil dug out into the mining pond.
An old man couldn't bear it anymore and rested with his shovel on the ground. But before he could rest for a few seconds, an armed man carrying an AK assault rifle came over and hit his shoulder with the handle of the gun. He screamed and fell to the ground.
"Asshole! Work quickly! Otherwise I'll kill you!" the armed man yelled viciously.
The old man stood up from the ground tremblingly, but before he could start working, he suddenly fell back. He was hungry and exhausted, and he was an old man, so he couldn't hold on.
The armed man pulled up the bolt of his gun with a clang, pointed the muzzle at the old man, and said with a cruel smile: "Go to hell, old man."
His right index finger pressed down on the trigger...
boom!
There was a gunshot.
There was no blood on the old man lying unconscious on the ground, but the head of the armed man who was about to shoot the old man suddenly exploded, and he was hit by a bullet and fell to the ground.
The whole mine suddenly exploded. Some people yelled, some fired into the air, and fired warning shots. As they approached, the panic here spread to the village in an instant. More armed men rushed out of the village, and some people jumped on the chariot converted from a pickup truck, preparing to operate the heavy machine gun mounted in the carriage.
At the same time, a hundred meters away.
The concrete road dropped his arms, but the American-made M16 rifle that shot the armed men and saved the old man did not drop, and was still in Ning Tao's hand. That shot just now, Ning Tao aimed and locked the target, he just pulled the trigger.
The first shot was fired on the cement road. This was Ning Tao's decision. During the battle in the abyss of Shenlongjia, he captured a large number of firearms and ammunition, which were still piled in the clinic. Now was the time to put them to use.
Cement Road opened the dirty plastic bag he had been holding in his hand, took out a cassava and placed it in Ning Tao's hand. Then he took out the second and third cassava and placed them in Ning Tao's hand. It fell into the hands of Qing Zhui and Bai Jing.
His legs bent on the cement road, and then he knelt on the ground with a plop, crying: "Please save my wife, and the villagers of Duomu Village, please..."
He spoke Bantu language, which Ning Tao, Qing Zhui and Bai Jing could not understand, but this did not hinder the plot that had been written and directed long ago.
Ning Tao said: "We collect money from people to eliminate disasters. We collected your cassava. Your cassava is extremely precious. We will rescue your wife and the villagers of Duomu Village for you."
The concrete road collapsed and he could no longer hold on.
"He won't die, right?" Bai Jing said worriedly.
For this team, the black young man is the most important, and the villagers and militants are secondary. If the cement road dies here, it will be like a wasted effort.
Ning Tao woke up his eyes, took a look, and then said: "It's okay, he won't die yet, he's just a little exhausted after walking such a long way. Let's do it and call it a day."
Bai Jing and Qing Zhui nodded at the same time.
A lantern flew out from Bai Jing's hand and flew towards Domu Village. Where it flew, white fog rose from the ground, and the white fog followed it towards Domu Village...
In Duomu Village, armed men fired into the surrounding woods. Some yelled and drove the frightened villagers to gather in the open space in the middle of the village, making them squat on the ground with their heads in their hands.
A tall black man walked out of a private house, fastening his belt as he walked. Behind him, in the open door, a young black woman was curled up on the ground, without any covering her body, and covered with scars.
This black man's name is Alfred, and he is the commander of this rebel army.
Alfred, this name is a typical French name. The history of Gond is a history of blood and tears. It was not only colonized by the Belgians, but also by the French. French is still the official language of Gond. In Gond, people with French names are those with status and status. For example, his family is a military family in Gond. He was also a colonel in the Gond government army before. After the coup failed, he led his men to become rebels, burning, killing and looting everywhere, committing all kinds of evil.
"What happened?" Alfred shouted angrily: "Where is the enemy?"
An armed man answered him: "Report to the colonel, someone shot and killed one of our men! Only one shot was fired. It seems that there was only one person."
Alfred shouted: "Find him and kill him!"
"Colonel... what is that?" An armed man suddenly pointed at a piece of white fog coming from the direction of the Black Horn tribe, with a surprised expression on his face: "How could this happen?"
Africa has a hot climate with very little rain, and fog rarely occurs a few times a year. It is not the rainy season for fog, so how could it suddenly fog
Alfred looked up at the white fog, his face full of surprise.
The heavy fog quickly enveloped this side, and there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling in the fog. It seemed vaguely like someone was moving around, but also like a group of ghosts doing a strange dance.
The lampposts of several searchlights were all focused on the white fog.
Alfred saw the vague sound and shouted: "Shoot!"
Bang bang bang!
Da da da!
Thump thump thump…
The rifles and machine guns fired at the same time, and the bullets flew towards the white mist. The sound of bullets flying was endless, and the copper shells jumped from the barrel of the gun and fell to the ground. There was another clanking sound. sound.
However, the dense firepower net could not disperse the thick white fog. Amidst the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, the thick fog would cover them in an instant. The people in the fog opened their eyes wide, but they couldn't see even one meter in front of them!
"Woo... eh..." A strange sound came from the thick fog.
A big black man with a beard stared in the direction in front of him. He held a light machine gun in his hand, and there was a faint blue smoke coming from the muzzle.
A vague figure suddenly appeared in the thick fog, and the terrifying sound seemed to come from its mouth.
"Go to hell!" The big black man roared angrily, pointed the muzzle of his gun at the blurry figure and pulled the trigger.
Thump thump thump…
A flurry of machine gun bullets whizzed away, all hitting the blurry figure, but only white mist was seen surging, and no one fell.
Suddenly, a green light flashed.
Click!
The machine gun was split into three parts, and the black man weighing at least 200 kilograms was also split into three parts. After falling to the ground, the body split open, and the liver and brain were spread all over the place!
"Ah-" A screaming voice came from the thick fog.
This is just the beginning.
There was no enemy in sight, just thick fog with visibility no more than one meter. Armed men kept being killed in the fog, but they couldn't see what the enemy looked like or where they were. Some armed personnel could not bear the pressure and fired into the thick fog. However, the bullets missed the enemy but hit one of their own.
This is a battle without any suspense. One side is a cultivator group from the ancient eastern country, and the other side is a group of rebels. They bully the unarmed people and are powerful, but they have no power to fight back in the face of such a battle.
Under the bright light of the sea of suffering, for Ning Tao, Bai Jing and Qing Zhui, the thick fog does not exist. The village and the mine are as bright as day. Ning Tao has a solar eclipse blade and an M16 rifle, Bai Jing has a pair of snake claws, and Qing Zhui has a pair of dragon claws to constantly harvest the lives of armed personnel. For the three of them, this battle is no different from killing chickens and fish, and there is no challenge.
When Alfred saw that something was wrong, with a good sense of direction and familiarity with the environment here, he left his men and ran towards the woods below the village alone.
That forest is also the forest where the cement road escapes.
A green figure soared into the sky, and in a flash it reached the sky above Alfred's head. A pair of dragon claws struck down in the air, and a ball of blue demonic energy suddenly appeared above Qing Zhui's head, which was in the shape of a dragon!
Yin -
Dragon roar!
Green flames suddenly appeared on Qing Zhui's dragon claws!
There is no doubt that Qing Zhui's strength has greatly increased after the snake turned into a dragon and evolved into a dragon. She used to be inferior to Bai Jing and Yin Molan, but now she is more powerful than Bai Jing and Yin Molan!
Qing Zhui's attack this time was obviously to try out his dragon power and kill the chicken with a sledgehammer.
If this pair of dragon claws go down, Alfred will probably be chopped into a pile of dumpling stuffing.
But just when Qing Zhui was about to chop Alfred to death, a figure flew over from the side, hugged Alfred's waist, took him away from Qing Zhui's attack range, and then threw him down. On the ground.
Qing Zhui's dragon claw failed, and all six strands of energy hit the ground. A huge rock cracked open and split into several pieces. The cuts were as smooth as a mirror and showed signs of being burned!
How can a snake compare with a dragon
Qing Zhui was stunned by her own strength and fell to the ground. For a moment, she forgot to ask Ning Tao why she didn't let her kill the commander.
Alfred finally saw his enemy, an Eastern man who was thinner than him. He instinctively punched Ning Tao in the head. His fist was almost a quarter of the size of Ning Tao's head. He believed that this punch would definitely knock Ning Tao to death.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Alfred's fist hit Ning Tao's head.
Ning Tao's head didn't even move. He looked at Alfred and then punched him.
Bang!
Alfred hit his head on the ground and passed out.
Only then did Qing Zhui come over: "Brother Ning, why don't you let me kill him?"
Ning Tao said: "He is the commander of this rebel army, and his sins are heavy. I can't earn the sins of evil thoughts now, but I will soon. Keep him until I can earn the sins of evil thoughts. Kill him."
A smile appeared on Qing Zhui's lips: "I understand, you are saving money."
Bai Jing's voice came: "Can you two fall in love later? You want to tire me out, don't you?"
Ning Tao and Qing Zhui smiled at each other and went into battle again.
This battle is equivalent to a group of little wild monsters in a domestic game facing the top three RMB players in the game, that's what it feels like.