Seeing the tall blood-red figure go away, Pedefani completely gave up her intention of making a move. From the moment the Red Grand Duke appeared, the Bloody Queen put all her attention on this strong alien. She had heard about the fact that the red prince Merlin stopped the magician, the clown, and the king of destruction all by himself when they stormed Georgia that day. It wasn't until the adults took action in person that Merlin showed signs of defeat.
But even so, being able to block the joint attack of three colleagues, Merlin's strength is enough to be proud of.
For the strong, Pedelfini has always been unwilling to let go. If she could eat the brains of these strong men, it would be immeasurable for her gene complement of the Purgatory Demon General. It's just that until Merlin left, Pedafini couldn't find a chance to make a move. This tall fish man's aura is like a mountain, without any flaws. During this period, Pedafini secretly tested with her power, but found that all the energy and power disappeared without a trace as soon as she entered three meters around Merlin, which made the Bloody Queen dare not act rashly.
Betsy glanced at the queen indifferently, he was too familiar with his colleague. It has to be said that the cowboy is very thankful that the red grandfather is very strong, and at the same time, Pedafini didn't do anything stupid this time. Otherwise, they don't have to act, and they have to fight the tricky people in Gignia first.
After giving up the idea of secretly chasing Merlin, Pedafini walked up to the cowboy and said, "I don't understand, since killing Zero is the priority in this operation, why do you want Bane to do so many unnecessary things?"
"This is my lord's idea. He has always been cautious and left things behind." Betsy spread his hands and said, "You have to know that our target is not ordinary people, but one of the artificial gods created in the old days The speed at which he grows is obvious to all, and even Bane, who has 60% of his genes plus a Jenny, can kill him is still unknown. So it must be planted later, in case of emergency.”
"Then suppose those two lunatics can be killed to zero. The adults don't want to get his genetic information. Is it too wasteful to just kill him like this?"
"This was my previous idea, but Zero's growth rate and the establishment of his circle of influence have exceeded your expectations. In Asgard, it is difficult for us to obtain his genetic information perfectly, so the adults have to try their best to adjust him Go to the western tundra. Because this is our home field, and because Bane is here. He has the ability to absorb the opponent's genes and simulate them. As long as Bane, a vampire, tastes zero fresh blood, then even if he kills Zero doesn't matter anymore, Bane will be the best gene pool."
"I'm afraid that guy won't cooperate obediently at that time. Don't forget his expression when he got zero blood. I bet that after getting zero complete genes, he will definitely hide in until all the genes of artificial gods are dug out. "
Betsy laughed and said, "If that's the case, we're just showing off. Ben had better not do that, otherwise he won't even have a 1% chance of surviving."
"Okay, we have to act too. Before Benn has no intention of betraying us, at least we have to create a chance for him to attack Zero."
After all, the cowboy jumped off the edge of the cliff holding his hat. His whole body was wrapped in a flame tornado, supporting his body and slowly descending towards the ground. Pedafini didn't have the ability of the elemental domain, but she used her nimble skills to bounce between protruding stones, old trees and other things that could be used as leverage, but she reached the bottom of the mountain faster than Betsy.
The two of them disappeared into the night like this, and followed the torrent formed by the group of ice-scale scorpions in front of them.
It was night, and in the tunnel connecting the Mobystone Market, the remaining servants had already fallen into a deep sleep after dinner, so as to recover their physical and mental energy from the days of marching. Of course, it is impossible for all the servants to rest, and there are still some soldiers who must be on guard at night.
The soldiers on duty were selected from the three teams and mixed into a temporary sentry team. They had to watch the night in batches to ensure the safety of the camp in the tunnel. Now is the time to change shifts, and Brown suddenly appeared in the ranks on duty. For the servant commander in this zero team, the soldiers from the other two squads also gave him the minimum respect.
In fact, in Brown's capacity, he could not take part in defense duties. Only with his physical fitness, he has recovered from the day's fatigue after three or four hours of rest. Brown also knows that ordinary soldiers need more rest. At least three or four soldiers could get valuable rest time if he's willing to go on defense.
So here he is.
The temperature outside the tunnel was very low, and the soldiers dug a temporary trench outside. It can not only avoid the cold wind, but also monitor the movement ahead, but the environment is definitely not comfortable. Brown is also nesting in the trench now, and a Gatling rapid-fire cannon is firmly erected on the trench. The ammunition chain extending from the cannon is connected to an ammunition box to ensure sufficient ammunition for the cannon.
The soldiers looked at the machine gun with some awe. Guys who could use this kind of heavy firepower with bare hands were considered perverts, so their attitude towards Brown was a little more fearful than respect.
"A cigarette?"
Brown handed out cigarettes to a few soldiers around him. On the battlefield, what can quickly connect with each other is either cigarettes or spirits. Even sometimes, tobacco and alcohol are hard currency on the front line.
So a few fires lit up in the trench, followed by smoke. After making a few bad dirty jokes, Brown quickly became one with these soldiers from other squads. Being able to rapport quickly with soldiers is also a gift, something Brown clearly has a knack for.
When a soldier recounted how he transformed from a green-haired boy into a real man, other soldiers made fun of him from time to time. Brown heard it in his ears, feeling a little bit back to the mercenary era. It was the same then as it is now, hiding in narrow trenches, smoking cigarettes and telling adult jokes, and had to be careful to guard against possible attacks at any time.
It's just that now, the companion who was born and died has become a soldier who has just become acquainted, and he has also changed from an ordinary mercenary to the commander of an army of hundreds of people.
"It feels like a fucking dream," Brown said to himself.
At this time, there was an imperceptible vibration from the trench. The vibration was not obvious, so the few soldiers who were still joking didn't notice it, but they couldn't hide it from Brown. His face changed slightly, he quickly jumped up, lowered his voice, and put his ears to the ground. His actions finally caught the attention of the soldiers, who immediately shut up and clenched their weapons tightly.
Bursts of regular sounds kept ringing in his ears, and Brown jumped up, reaching out to the soldiers and saying, "Who has tactical binoculars?"
"I have, sir!"
A young soldier with freckles on his face immediately took out his binoculars and stuffed them into Brown's hands. Without saying a word, Brown immediately picked up the binoculars and looked into the darkness. The binoculars had activated the night vision mode, and in a world of cyan, Brown saw a black shadow. The black shadow moved from far to near, and it completely appeared in the field of view of the telescope two seconds later.
Brown gasped.
It was a scorpion as big as a chariot, covered with a thick carapace, and the overly majestic left claw and high tail sting made Brown feel sick to his stomach. Especially after this scorpion, one after another appeared in Brown's field of vision, making him almost groan in pain.
"Damn, monsters. A group of monsters are coming towards our camp, be on alert! Soldiers, who else should notify the Rennes centurion and bring the damn communicator, and I have to notify Captain Staley and them !” Brown roared, and issued successive orders to the soldiers.
His order was quickly carried out, a soldier ran into the tunnel and woke up all the people who were resting, and at the same time reported the situation to the current highest officer in the camp, Ryan. As for the outside of the tunnel, the dull roar of the Green rotary-tube rapid-fire machine gun has already sounded, breaking the tranquility of the night first.
The scorpion swarm moved very fast, they rushed out of the distant forest and rushed towards the tunnel along the mountain path. The tunnel is filled with the breath of living creatures, which greatly stimulates these magical beasts that were forcibly awakened from hibernation by the ice and snow tyrant. The scorpions are so hungry now that they even forgot their original goal and just want to have a good meal at the moment.
But what greeted them was definitely not a delicious feast, but the metal heat emitted by the rapid-fire cannon. They drew a bright line of fire in the dark night, making a sound like a gust of wind and rain, sweeping past the scorpion group. The thick armor of the ice scale scorpion may be able to withstand the fire of a rifle, but it will definitely not be able to withstand the bullets of a rapid-fire machine gun. The powerful bullets swept the scorpions in front of them upside down, and under the machine gun fire, no matter whether it was ice scale scorpions or rocks and trees, they were all smashed into pieces.
Outside the trench, Brown was biting a cigarette, and a pair of muscular arms steadily controlled the rapid-fire machine gun for a fierce attack. Only he, a gun master, can control the bullet points of the rapid-fire machine gun to such a dense degree. Under the torrent of bullets cutting back and forth, more than a dozen ice scale scorpions seemed to be torn into pieces.
After continuing to attack for 20 seconds, the machine gun finally stopped roaring, which was because the 500 rounds of bullets were empty. Brown kicked the empty ammunition box and shouted, "Get back in the tunnel, don't fight those big guys in the open space."
Although it was a retreat, not everyone dispersed. A few soldiers stayed behind to take charge of the rear, but the machine guns in their hands were obviously not as powerful as the rapid-fire guns. Therefore, the footsteps of the scorpions were hardly blocked for a moment. After two or three seconds, an ice scale scorpion kicked the ground with force, supported its three-meter-long body, jumped high and fell into the trench. within.
There were screams in the trench all of a sudden, the ice scale scorpion smashed a soldier alive with its majestic left claw, and then picked up another soldier with its tail thorn and sent it to its own mouth to chew fiercely. In an instant, large groups of blood flowed out from the mouth of this monster, making it even more ferocious.
The remaining soldiers yelled and attacked the Ice Scaled Scorpion. At close range, the bullets from their rifles hit it, piercing its thick armor. Immediately, the scorpion released thick yellow body fluid from its carapace. But the good times didn't last long, as one after another scorpions jumped into the trenches, the soldiers in charge of the rear immediately became the scorpion's delicious meal.
The young soldier who gave Brown the telescope was among them. He only had time to fire a few shots before a scorpion pierced his chest with its tail from behind. The soldier was shocked, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth. But he was still dead for a moment, one hand clenched the tailbone protruding from his chest, when the scorpion lifted him upside down and sent it to his mouth. The soldier laughed, he took out a high-energy gun, and pulled off the safety.
The next moment, a ball of fire rose from the trench. After the orange flame burned the air, it turned into thick red and black smoke and rose into the air. Two or three ice scale scorpions were blown to pieces within the explosion range of the high-energy gun. The flesh and blood of the scorpions and the human internal organs were mixed together without distinction.
"Hurry up, attack intensively, beat me to death!" Brown roared, commanding the soldiers to attack in formation at the entrance of the tunnel. Using the limited space at the entrance of the tunnel to limit the number of ice scale scorpions attacking, let the soldiers carry out intensive strikes in echelon style. Even if the soldier's weapon was only an automatic rifle, it temporarily suppressed the attack of the scorpions.
After the initial confusion passed, awakened soldiers joined the attack. Interspersed attacks from automatic rifles to high-energy guns form a line of fire that scorpions cannot pass through. It's just that this time, the soldiers only carried light equipment, and even the number of guns and ammunition was very limited. Brown saw it in his eyes, but he could only worry in his heart.
He knew very well that according to this style of play, the soldiers' ammunition would soon run out. At that time, they can only fight hand-to-hand with those monsters, but in this way, ordinary soldiers have no chance of winning. Under Brown's continuous urging, the soldiers finally brought him another ammunition box. After loading the ammunition, the revolving cannon showed its power again. The fierce firepower instantly tore the scorpions at the tunnel entrance to pieces, and even pushed the scorpion back several meters.
But what about after the bullets run out? Brown couldn't imagine.
Just when Brown was burning with anxiety, the exclamation of soldiers sounded in the tunnel behind him. Brown took time out of his busy schedule to look back, and his eyes were about to burst into flames. It turned out that the stone walls on the left and right sides of the tunnel suddenly collapsed, revealing two large dark holes. Then a giant scorpion came out of the hole, and they rushed into the unsuspecting soldiers, bringing a bloody storm wherever they passed.
"Damn, you guys still drill holes?" Brown yelled with red eyes, but he couldn't pull away at this moment.
Fortunately, a bright yellow flame quietly appeared on one of the scorpions. The scorpion first gave a full body meal, and then divided it into two parts in the middle. The severed body of the scorpion was as smooth as a mirror, and not even half of the blood and internal organs were lost, which shows how swift and violent this attack came. It was so fast that even time seemed to freeze, and behind the disassembled scorpion, Ren was approaching with a golden spear upside down.