Pirate's Swamp Fruit

On the fountain sculpture, a tall figure stood stepping on the ball, only heard two slight noises, the black robe on the figure moved, separated from the middle, each arm was holding a strangely shaped metal object .

There was silence all around, and all eyes were focused on the figure on the fountain sculpture and the thing in his hand.

It is a long strip made of multiple metal tubes, with a thick bottom, a support point that winds backwards, and a strange circular handle at the middle of the top, which is very peculiar.

In a small area of ​​silence, the people on the fountain sculpture disappeared for no reason.

Everyone's eyes dilated, a trace of horror appeared on their faces, and they all raised their heads to look at the night sky.

"crash"

The sound of robes swaying in the night wind was heard, and a figure fell from the sky at high speed. At the same time, the two strange weapons in his hands also moved. The pipes began to rotate, and fireworks spewed out from the mouth of the pipes.

The overwhelming bullets poured down from the sky. Before everyone could react, they saw scattered sparks spraying out in the black sky, which were the residual heat of the bullets sprayed from the muzzle.

"Kaka, kakka!" The two heavy machine guns roared like beasts, and bullets poured down.

"what"

In just a moment, a large number of people who didn't react fell down one after another, and the scene was like dominoes.

The killing begins

Wilde landed, and the surrounding king's army had all fallen.

The scene fell silent, and the rebels stared blankly at the figure in the middle, falling into silence for a moment.

Only the beating sound of the violent heart seemed to condense into a stream at this time, which was unusually ear-catching.

Wilder raised his head. In the dark night, the white mask glowed with silvery cold light, which chilled people's hearts.

Under the mask, Wilder grinned with an excited smile, and his figure flashed and disappeared.

"crack clap"

Fireworks bloomed like flowers, and Wilder passed through the crowd of people fighting on both sides, sparks flying out of his hands.

The dense bullets were shot out and shuttled among the artillery fire, and the sizzling sound cut people's ears.

People fell one by one, and Wilder was like a human harvester. Wherever he passed, the king's army fell one after another, harvesting lives one by one.

The two machine guns in his hands are like the scythes on the god of death, bringing death to this battlefield and collecting thousands of lives.

"Ah" screams and panic-stricken crashing sounds began to echo on the battlefield at some point. Some of the king's troops collapsed and fled to the rear. Everyone looked at the murderous path in the center of the battlefield in horror. A figure that looks like harvesting straw.

The battlefield is huge, but the middle area where Wilder is located forms a circle, a no-man's land, no, a no-man's-standing area.

Under his feet, blood flowed all over the ground and gathered into a thick layer. There were countless corpses, most of which were from the king's army.

In addition to the area where Wilder is located, there are several other places where the battles are also extremely tragic, but the situation is the opposite here. There are a few people in the king's army who are not wearing military uniforms. They are very eye-catching on this battlefield. With one enemy against one hundred, the combat power is outstanding, and the rebel army has no power to fight back.

This made several members of the Revolutionary Army who were secretly observing frown, and one of them, the person who stood beside Weld before, felt a little rejoiced.

"I didn't expect the king to be able to invite foreign aid. It's lucky." He said halfway, looking at the invincible figure in the center of the battlefield, secretly feeling lucky.

Fortunately, this person was invited to this battle, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. I am afraid that even if the rebels win in the end, the revolutionary army will be in danger of being exposed.

"But that guy is really terrifying. Those two strange things are guns. They are really weapons of war." His tone was a little solemn, and he looked at Wilder on the battlefield, his eyes full of fear, but for the weapon in Wilder's hand The weapon just sighed and didn't think much about it.

There is no lack of some weird weapons in this world, and there are not a few of these weapons that are more amazing than this. As weapons that are specially tailored for themselves, there is nothing wrong with them being stronger. After all, having such a weapon The money and materials needed to be spent, and even the contacts are quite a lot, and there must be that opportunity, otherwise someone who has money may not necessarily have it.

While the revolutionary army was secretly observing the situation on the battlefield, the battle situation changed again.

Wilder was carrying two heavy machine guns, but his movements were not restricted at all on the battlefield. A large number of people fell down again while his body was leaping and sprinting.

After an empty circle formed around him, Wilder took the initiative to enter the battlefields in other regions again, and soon, he was about to meet the foreign aid invited by the kings.

"Go to hell!" Not all the soldiers were killed by Wilder. Just when Wilder was about to rush towards the foreign aid, one of them had already hated Wilder for killing the soldiers. The ticklish general rushed over.

"Hey!" The general kicked his feet, jumped up high, and slashed down with his broad sword from mid-air.

"Well done!" Wilder shouted excitedly and turned around. The two machine guns in his hands had been slightly raised, and the muzzles of the guns were raised, aiming at the general flying down in the air.

"Crack, click, click!" The barrel of the gun rotated rapidly, and flames spurted out from the muzzle, drawing long lines of sparks and shooting into the sky.

"Drink" In mid-air, the general's face was solemn, but the sword in his hand remained unchanged, and he cut it down without hesitation.

"Clanging"

There was no sword wave, but the dense bullets were stopped.

The long sword in the general's hand slashed out a phantom, and those who shot at him were slashed one after another, and they were ejected from the surroundings, sparks scattered everywhere.

"Bang" Finally, despite the continuous bullet attacks, the general successfully landed and stood up unsteadily. The long sword in his hand was broken and the blade was curled.

He frowned and looked at Wilder opposite. He swung the long sword in his hand and landed not far away. After picking up an ordinary knife from the ground, he stepped towards Wilder again.

"You're taking your life, you guy" roared, the general's figure rushed forward, came to Wilder's side, waved his big hand, and slashed with his sword.

Wilder likes to fight guys like this the most, not because he likes to bully the weak. In fact, these battlefield-hardened soldiers of the kingdom are not weak in force. They have a unique set of combat experience and fighting methods.

The reason why Wilder likes to fight against such people is because they have something worth learning from them, even though it would be easy for him to kill them.

"Crack, click, click," the ruthless bullets were released, and Will lowered the muzzle of the gun expressionlessly.

On the opposite side, the general's body was already broken and crumbling. He opened his eyes and looked at Wilder. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

The broken body finally couldn't support it, and the general fell to the ground with a crash, unable to get up again.

Without looking at the corpses on the ground, Wilder turned to look elsewhere on the battlefield, frowning slightly. After only a moment of delay, the foreign aid had already moved to other battlefields, and ordinary soldiers from both sides were still fighting around.

"Forget it, anyway, it's just trying to weaken the local army as much as possible. It doesn't matter what you kill." Wilder didn't bother to pick, and rushed into the crowd again.

Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, two machine guns killed the king's army, and Wilder's figure kept shuttling around the battlefield, and the results were obvious. Wherever he passed, the king's army continued to fall a large number of people. , and then the rebel army seized the opportunity to continue to advance, and the king's army was defeated steadily.

"what"

The King's Army screamed and a large number of people fell down. Wilder stepped forward, jumped high into the air, and pulled the trigger in the frightened eyes of everyone in the King's Army.

"Kakakaka" bullets fell like a heavy rain towards the king's army below. Many people opened their eyes wide in fear and looked up at the sky, with fine firelight reflected in their pupils.

"Bang" At this moment, a dull and heavy landing sound echoed throughout the battlefield.

Wilde raised his eyebrows in mid-air, and a hint of surprise and interest flashed across his face. The bullets also poured down at this moment, and there were dense metal collision sounds when they hit the bottom.

Thick smoke was billowing from the scene. Gradually, both parties stopped and looked at the place where the thick smoke was billowing.

Wilder in mid-air fell to the ground, the bullet stopped venting, and everyone fell silent, looking at the place shrouded in smoke and dust.

Behind them were countless defeated soldiers of the King's Army. In front of them, where the smoke billowed, something like a huge wall gradually appeared.

In the silence, everyone held their breath and stared at the area. Gradually, the thick smoke dissipated, and the wall-like thing was finally fully revealed.

"Hiss" The moment everyone saw clearly, there was a sound of gasping in disbelief.

That wall turned out to be a thick and tall iron gate

Ten meters long and wide, with a thickness of half a meter, dozens of calf-thick handles are inlaid on all sides. They are stained with dark red rust, and a heavy sense of oppression rolls over.

Someone swallowed, and looked up at the tall iron gate in disbelief.

The eyes of countless people gathered on the top of the iron gate. The eyes of the king's army became more enthusiastic and excited, while the people of the rebel army became serious.

The eyes of both sides moved between Wilde and the figure standing on the top of the iron gate in unison, and no one made a move for a while.

A flash of surprise flashed across Wilder's face, and then he regained his composure. He raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at the person on the iron gate. At the same time, the other party's eyes also focused on Wilder. They collided together, and the entire battlefield fell silent.

"Giants?" Wilder said softly with the corners of his mouth lowered slightly.

The opponent was wearing a general's armor, with a tough face, and a short blade hanging on his waist. Of course, this short blade was for him.

His body was huge, about nine meters high, with a generous and strong physique, and he looked like a giant.

"No" Wilder quickly shook his head: "It's still a little worse than the giants."

"It's General Zhengguo." Finally, a soldier on the ground shouted excitedly.

His words received enthusiastic responses from all the soldiers: "General Zhengguo"

"General Zhengguo"

The voice resounded throughout the battlefield, and the faces of the rebels changed again and again, and the original morale also dissipated at this moment.

General Zheng Guo is a legendary figure in the country. He is recognized by countless people as the strongest man. Even the young people in the rebel army grew up hearing stories about General Zheng Guo.

"Terrible power." Wilder had to admit that he still underestimated the background of this East China Sea country, and did not expect such a person to be born here.

That iron gate is not light, but to swing it from a distance and drop it steadily and precisely requires greater strength.This kind of power, even in the new world, is ranked first.

Just as the two looked at each other, and Wilde was thinking about this, the people on the tall iron gate finally moved. When he raised his hand, the surrounding voices fell silent for a moment, and all the soldiers looked at him quietly.

"You will no longer be allowed to harm these soldiers." A steady and thick voice came from the mouth of General Zhengguo. His eyes were sharp and calm, and he looked at Wilder.

"So" Wilder raised his head, revealing his mask that turned pale white under the moonlight, and looked at him.

"So" he took a slight step, fell from the iron door, and stood still on the ground, level with Wilder, "it's up to me and the door behind me to stop you, dangerous outsider."

"Click"

Wilder raised his gun.

The battle started without warning

"Crack, click, click" dense bullets poured out from the two machine guns.

General Zheng Guo calmly put his hand on the short blade at his waist, grabbed the handle of the knife, and pulled it out.

"Boom" the figure rushed forward with a bang and drew a complicated trajectory with the short blade in front of him. His arm muscles surged and the pure strength turned the trajectory into a tornado rushing forward.

The bullet collided with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, there was hardly any resistance. The bullet stopped for a while, and then was swept away by the tornado.

"Kakakaka" Wilder's face was expressionless under the mask, his figure flickered and jumped, shooting bullets continuously.

"It's not good." On that wall, the former revolutionary soldier said with a serious face, his eyes moved, and at this time, while Wilder was blocked from the big iron gate, the foreign aid came again. Action was taken, and batches of rebels were killed and fell down.

The strength of General Da Zhengguo was far beyond his expectations. From the moment the big iron gate appeared, he knew that things were a little out of control.

"Whoosh" At this moment, Wilder suddenly burst in behind Zhengguo on the battlefield. Just when everyone thought he was attacking Zhengguo from behind, Wilder put away his gun.

"Boom!" While everyone was in shock, Wilder grinned under the mask, "This wall is not enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, his black robe flew up and he punched the iron door.

Invisible fluctuations spread outwards. Amidst the dense clicking, cracks on the heavy iron door spread out in all directions.

The "Boom" fist mark seemed to turn into a substantial white light, penetrating through it instantly, and the tall and heavy iron door shattered and fell to the ground.

"Big Jiao" Wilder's deep shout reached everyone's ears at this moment.

Everyone was stunned.

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