When the first explosion sounded, Danny had already jumped off the bed.
Immediately afterwards, there was a storm-like pounding sound overhead, and at the same time, debris of soil continued to fall, as if the entire residence was crumbling.
"F, what happened?"
"Could it be an earthquake?"
The comrades also woke up from their dreams one after another, and the room where they could not see five fingers suddenly became chaotic.
"No, this is an enemy attacking us!" The soldier closest to the door grabbed his rifle and stretched out his hand to pull the door, but Danny pressed him to the ground. "What are you doing?"
"Don't move, the attack isn't over yet!" Danny growled.
Sure enough, several explosions came from far and near, and there was a series of rain-like muffled noises again.
"Ahem, damn it, that's..."
Amidst the dust, someone lit a candle. When the faint candlelight dispelled the darkness, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath.
I saw that there were many sharp black needles on the raised roof. Under the flickering firelight, it was like a piece of upside-down chilly hair.
"Spider..." The person who was held down by Danny swallowed. Most of the members of the Marksman Team had participated in the first expedition and were no strangers to this kind of enemy. He obviously also thought about what would happen if he rushed out of the residence just now and encountered the needle curtain.
"If I can go back alive, I must buy two legs of lamb and come to the door to thank Miss Lian." Another person patted his chest and said.
According to the usual fighting habits, temporary camps are generally tents, but this time it was changed to a clay kiln house built by witches—although I don’t know if there are considerations in this regard, but there is no doubt that this measure played a key role. . If it was still a cloth tent, they would have been riddled with holes.
"Don't say such unlucky words, I'm still waiting to go back and get married."
"You guy, just want to get close to Miss Lian on purpose!"
"What nonsense, if you want to wear it, it's the right one for the little angel Nana."
Although they were only separated from life and death just now, no one was affected by this sudden sneak attack. Even if they kept talking, weapons and ammunition were already on their bodies.
Apparently, this group of people understands a truth.
Death cannot be avoided, it has either come or it has not yet come. Since he can still think about this question, it proves that it is not time to die. Instead of worrying about fear, do something first - like kill the enemy.
When the camp started to boil, Danny pushed open the door and rushed out of the kiln.
There were several pierced sentries at the door of the barracks, who had long since lost their breath. At this moment, there are sounds almost everywhere - shouts of people, gunshots, explosions, and the roar of the devil. No one knows where and how many enemies are. It's like appearing in the camp in the blink of an eye.
He climbed straight up to the roof, watched for a moment, found a spot where the gunfire was sparse, and ran away, ignoring the shouts of his teammates behind him.
"I thought you were going to the place with the most people."
Malt's voice whispered in his ear.
That's why he likes fighting.
Only in the smoke of gunpowder would his partner appear by his side again.
"That means we've got the upper hand, plus I'm just the icing on the cake," Danny replied. "And the choppy gunfire means someone's in a tough fight, and my bullets are the redemption."
"As I said, it's not your fault - you can't save everyone on the battlefield."
"But at least I can save everyone I see," he laughed. "Don't worry, I think it's good, it allows me to see you more clearly."
Danny turned his head, and sure enough, that familiar face emerged from the darkness and was following him all the way.
After approaching the battle site, he found a commanding height—a dozen iron boxes randomly stacked on top of each other climbed up. As his line of sight suddenly became clear, he noticed that it was approaching the fortress artillery position, and several devils were using the bunkers to fight with the artillery that came. Obviously, the artillery, lacking heavy weapons, was not at an advantage, and could neither suppress the enemy nor seize positions under the opponent's spear.
In the distance from the barracks to the artillery, several people were pierced by bone spears and fell in a pool of blood.
"How did they get here?"
"I don't know, but their good days are coming to an end," Danny took his spear and pointed it at a devil that was creeping around the barracks from the side. If it succeeds, I am afraid that there will be a bloody storm in an instant. The latter was completely unaware that someone had aimed the muzzle at it, and his entire body was completely exposed to the scope.
He pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a red mist suddenly rose from the back of the opponent's head, and he fell from the roof.
Even if only the moonlight illuminates him, he will never miss a hundred meters away.
"Nice job. Watch left, someone is about to move."
I saw five or six soldiers squatting in the corner of the wall, moving little by little to the edge, looking at the posture, it seemed that they were going to try their best, and entered the position against the enemy's throwing spears.
"Courage is commendable, but skill is zero. Without cover shooting, you can't run past the spear throw." Danny raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "So why wait?"
He fired three quick shots, hitting the opponent at the feet—the soldiers were startled by the sudden splash of dust and the whistle of bullets, and the steps they had just taken were taken back.
"You will be scolded to death by them like this." Malt worried.
"Hahahaha," Danny finally laughed, "then they have to have their lives to scold them." He turned his gun freely, and named the group of madmen who dared to show their faces, who would have invaded the camp. The enemy of the situation was completely suppressed for a while, and they dared not show up easily.
At this moment, there was a cracking sound in the sky again.
"Watch out, look there!"
Following the reminder of Malt, several black shadows fell from the sky and plunged straight into the position.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sound of the impact was so loud that the ground even trembled slightly.
By the moonlight, Danny was surprised to find that it turned out to be several huge black stone pillars! And after the landing, red mist sprayed out around the stone pillar, accompanied by a leaking sound, which was somewhat like His Majesty's steam engine.
But he soon learned that it wasn't a machine.
The three stone slabs fell from the sturdy column, and a large pool of "blood water" came out. The column was divided into three petals, and each petal was actually stuffed with a devil! They are wrapped in living sacs like babies immersed in their mother's body. And when the scarlet liquid was discharged, they also woke up, revealing their hideous fangs.
Just before the enemy walked out of the black stone pillar, a bullet accurately penetrated the head of one of the madmen.
"puff!"
The hit man swayed twice and collapsed softly into the stone pillar.
"So that's why you guys suddenly appeared here?" Danny snorted and pushed the next bullet cleanly, "Since you haven't woken up yet, let's go back to sleep, no matter how many come, I One by one, they'll take you on your way—look at me, Malt!"