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In the dazzling flames, the scorching metal torrent sliced through the wolves like a scythe. It tore apart the body of the corpse wolf, which was not very strong, and countless wolf blood was flying. Every time the flames passed by, dozens of corpse wolves of different sizes became real corpses. However, their companions rushed forward and stepped on these corpses, constantly attacking the caravan's defense line.
It has been more than half an hour since being watched by the wolves to the moment of the battle. The machine guns in the hands of the soldiers are already hot and hot, and what's more terrible is that the ammunition is almost consumed. Although the arctic fox uses a stepped attack to ensure the suppression of firepower and endurance. But as the battle continued and his physical strength declined, gradually even experienced veterans would become negligent.
And these seemingly insignificant negligence in normal times will kill them on the battlefield.
After a round of strafing, the two soldiers should have retreated to the rear under the cover of their comrades to replenish ammunition. But I don't know if the impact of the wolves has made their nerves so tight that they lowered their heads to take out the magazine and replace the machine gun with new ammunition while retreating.
But with such a bowing effort, several strong male wolves emerged from the wolf pack. They rushed to the vicinity under the line of fire of other soldiers, and with a big bite, they picked up two soldiers who bowed their heads, and then threw them towards the wolves behind.
The soldier screamed in fear, flailing his hands and feet but fell into the pack of corpse wolves to no avail. Immediately, there were screams everywhere, and the pack of wolves was like sea sharks that had seen blood. Dozens of male wolves rushed towards the two unlucky soldiers, tore their warm and soft bodies with sharp claws and fangs, and then feasted on the food. Fresh blood and chunks of meat.
"Damn, when did these ghost things become so difficult."
The arctic fox's adjutant, Vader, cursed angrily. A white man in his thirties held two machine guns and fired at the wolves. His ability is the vision enhancement of the perception domain, which is similar to the free sight distance like zero, but the limit distance of Vader's vision is about 1,000 meters, and it will be discounted at night. Even though the Perception Domain is not a direct combat ability, with Vader's first-order precision shooting, it can still ensure that more than 80% of the ammunition fired falls on the wolves, causing effective damage.
But as Vader said, this group of corpse wolves is obviously much more difficult than the same kind they have encountered before. In addition to knowing how to attack in stages, these beasts are more flexible in their movements and stronger in their bodies. Unless they directly hit their foreheads, it would take several times or even more bullets to stop these mutated creatures from moving.
"It's okay to be difficult. What's more troublesome is that they seem to be much smarter than before." Bart is the captain of this mercenary, and he is in his forties this year. He is in the golden stage of his life. Both energy and physical fitness are at their peak, but Bart is even more proud of his experience in leading troops. Under his leadership, the arctic fox has only maintained an error rate of about 10% in the past ten years, which is one of the reasons why Campbell chose them as guards.
The captain's ability is Tier 4 sniper specialization, so while commanding the team, Bart also plays the role of the sniper in the team.
"Vader, for God's sake, find the wolf wolf for me. If we don't destroy it, we'll be done for." Bart yelled. The attack of the wolves seemed so orderly. The alpha wolf is directing, but Bart doesn't believe anything. As a sniper, his eyesight is naturally not that bad, but at night, the adjutant who has enhanced eyesight is obviously more qualified for this task.
Vader lived up to his trust, and soon found a strange male wolf among the wolves. Its volume is about one-third larger than other corpse wolves, and it is not covered with pure black fur, but with red hair. The alpha wolf was moving behind the wolf pack, and the occasional gestures should be a signal to direct the wolf pack to attack. Such wisdom shouldn't have appeared on the corpse wolf, Vader felt a little creepy looking at it.
"Found it, damn it. It seems to have a certain amount of intelligence. Captain, it is in your direction at three o'clock, about 500 meters away!" Vader shouted.
Bart picked up the sniper rifle and set the muzzle. The barrel pointed in the direction Vader said, and there were many corpse wolves in the sights. But like Vader, Bart quickly found the alpha wolf. It's so different that it's impossible to ignore it.
"Okay, don't move. Baby, let me kill you with one shot, and then we can all rest." Bart muttered to himself, and the crosshair in the sight moved slowly but precisely.
Until the sight locked on the wolf's brow, Bart quickly pressed the trigger.
But at the moment when he shot, the wolf in the sight suddenly lowered his head, and the sniper bullet grazed its thick back, plowing out only a deep wound with bone visible.
"Bastard!" Bart yelled, knowing that he had lost his best chance. The frightened wolf will not be so cheap on him again, the cunning guy will definitely hide himself.
However, at the same time when Bart started to curse, the wolf who had escaped from Bart's blow suddenly swayed wildly, and a spray of blood popped out from the side of the wolf's head. There was an unbelievable look in the wolf's eyes, but its brain was damaged, and no matter how strong it was, it had to fall to the ground.
Then, a muffled thunderous gunshot came from far away.
Until his death, the wolf didn't know where the bullet came from.
The death of the alpha wolf caused the wolves to lose their command, and the wolves turned from efficient war machines back to ignorant beasts. After a dozen more were killed by the arctic fox, the corpse wolves retreated quickly with their tails between their legs, leaving only wolf corpses all over the place.
Watching the wolves retreat, Bart breathed a sigh of relief. Followed by cleaning the battlefield, this work is naturally carried out by the soldiers below. After he reported to Campbell, he came to the team and smoked a cigarette with Vader.
"It seems that we have noble people to help us." Vader said looking at the long night.
Bart nodded heavily: "He is a very powerful sniper. Judging from the time between the gunshot and the wolf being shot, the opponent fired at least 1,500 meters away."
Vader stuck out his tongue exaggeratedly and said: "Head, you must have heard right. Even with the most accurate sniper equipment during the day, it is difficult to hit every shot at such a long distance. Besides, it is night now. "
"That's why I said the opponent is powerful." Bart said bitterly: "Damn it, I am a fourth-level sniper, and the limit distance at night is only 800 meters. He is 1500 meters, hey."
Vader held back his laughter, but didn't make fun of his captain any more.
The sound of the locomotive engine came at this time, and in the wilderness under the night, a little light was lit in the distance. The light gradually approached in the direction of Bart and the others, the captain winked, and Vader immediately threw away the cigarette. The adjutant called a few soldiers to step forward together. Behind Vader, the soldiers raised their machine guns in the direction of the light, as if they were ready to fire at any time.
"Stop, if you don't want to be sieved." Vader called to the knight on the motorcycle.