Let Go Of That Primordial Man

Master Niu, lurking in the night, held up the binoculars in his hand.

They were located on a small hill a few miles away from the campsite of the Tuji tribe; under the cover of bushes and night, they were not afraid of being discovered by the other party for a while.

Looking at the endless campsite in front of him, and the bonfires as dense as the stars in the sky, Mr. Niu couldn't help but gasp...

Because the camps of the Tuji tribe had no rules at all. Except for the few camps in the middle, which were barely neat, the others were messy and full of randomness.

Some may have thousands of people stationed in a swarm, while others may only have a few hundred people.

So in this way, even if Master Niu has a mathematical level far beyond this era, there is no way to estimate how many people there are in the army of native chicken tribes in front of him.

But there is one thing that Master Niu is quite sure of. The number of people in front of him will far exceed the 30,000 people he expected before.

Damn it, these grandchildren of the Tuji tribe, don't they plan to live on? Is there such a big worry, such a big resentment? Master Niu muttered.

This guy's tone was full of unspeakable resentment, like a hapless thief who just stole an egg, but was dispatched by a large number of special police to chase and intercept him.

Because they sneaked up to the location in front of them after dark; so they really didn't know the composition of the Tuji tribe's army, and it was far less scary than he imagined.

The current Master Niu, just by estimating the number of people in front of him, thought that the entire chicken tribe had mobilized all its forces to come out.

In this way, such an intensive labor expedition, even for a giant native chicken tribe, even if it wins the war, it is estimated that it will cost all the wealth of the family.

In this regard, the aggrieved Master Niu wanted to ask the last question: As for it!

It took a long time for Master Niu to adjust his mood. He knew that thinking about those irrelevant things was meaningless.

Now before him and the tribal alliance, there is only one way to survive: do everything possible to slow down the attack speed of the Tuji tribe army, it is best to drag it to the extremely cold winter of the Luolei Mountains, relying on the help of God, to force Back off the attack of the Tuji tribe.

It's just the current season, but it's only the beginning of autumn, and it will take at least four months before the Luolei Mountains are at their coldest.

To be honest, even Master Niu himself was not very sure about whether he could make it to that time.

In addition, in this guy's heart, he is also extremely looking forward to another cold winter like the previous two years; but even he himself is quite clear that this is just a whimsical dream...

What are you panicking about? Fill all the rocket launchers quickly, and give them to Boda later, and you will know that there are no more of them. Master Niu directly kicked the soldiers beside him to the ground, and whispered in his mouth drank and cursed.

With such an astonishing army, even the respected Master Niu was frightened enough, so let's not mention the two hundred coalition artillery soldiers he brought here.

Speaking of which, these natives are almost a little scared, probably because they have never seen such a large number of people appearing together at the same time in their entire lives.

What's more, when these people came to Luolei Mountains, they didn't eat treats, but they were about to face opponents for whom they would fight to the death.

Master Niu forcibly put on a face full of indifference, as if such a large number of opponents were nothing more than chickens and dogs to him.

Because he has already realized a serious problem, and he must build up the confidence of his subordinates, otherwise, let alone another four months, he may not be able to support half of the time.

So Master Niu decided, no matter what, he must get a big ticket tonight.

One is to attack the momentum of the Tuji tribe army; on the other hand, the most important point is to let the coalition soldiers know that the opponent only looks crowded, but that is actually the case...

Master Niu, holding a binoculars, was constantly patrolling the camps of the Tuji tribe, looking for the most suitable target.

At the same time, the data of a series of Type 63 and 107 rocket launchers flashed through Master Niu's mind:

The maximum attack distance of the rocket launcher is 8,500 meters, which is as much as 17 miles; however, considering that the instructor who teaches the use of the rocket launcher is a full-fledged two-handed knife, in order not to make the accuracy too far away, Master Niu decided that it is better to set the goal within ten miles.

Suppressing his eagerness to make a move, after observing carefully for more than ten minutes, Master Niu finally found a suitable place to attack.

There should be a camp for the logistics of the Tuji tribe, because there are quite a lot of camels in sight; among them, the figure of the huge wild cattle of the Tuji tribe is extremely conspicuous.

It's you. Master Niu murmured as he put away the binoculars.

Then this guy led the artillerymen under him to get busy. After all the ammunition was loaded, he even double-checked the aiming angles of the twenty-one rocket launchers dispatched this time.

This is mainly due to the fact that it takes five minutes for the rookie soldiers under his command to reload each twelve-tube rocket launcher.

That is to say, before the Tuji tribe reacted and sent pursuers to kill them, it would take at most two rounds of tender firing; after that, everyone would run away.

Therefore, these two rounds of precious cannon fodder raids cannot be wasted no matter what...

Launch. Master Niu finally roared loudly for the first time since he touched the current hidden position.

Then, among the twenty-one rocket launchers, a total of two hundred and fifty-two rockets were loaded, and they enveloped the logistics camp in a radius of Lixu.

God is so pitiful, Master Niu finally missed this time.

If you switch to the modern plane, so many rockets cover such a small area, which is a bit suspected of excessive firepower.

However, in the plane of primitive times, facing primitive people who were as strong as cattle, or even totem warriors who were far stronger than cattle, Master Niu would only dislike the lack of firepower.

When more than two hundred rockets with beautiful tails streaked across the night sky, the first time they saw such a large-scale salvo, the artillerymen of the spectacular scene lost their minds for a short time.

Master Niu yelled frantically: What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and continue reloading.

Only then did the artillerymen react, and they reloaded in a panic, not even noticing the redness and blistering of their hands wearing asbestos gloves.

With extraordinary performance, the reloading was at least 30 seconds faster this time. Immediately afterwards, more than two hundred beautiful meteors pierced the night sky again and fell into the position just now.

Then, after Master Niu gave the order to retreat, these artillerymen fled frantically, dragging the rocket launcher weighing more than a thousand catties with brute force.