Congratulations to the lazy worm for being a father [Zerg]

"Woooo-"

A silent drone flew over the woods in mid-air, and transmitted the images captured by the electronic eye back to the controller in real time. The southern soldier in charge of the control sat in the back of the pickup truck, and another dark-skinned soldier leaned against the door with a gun hanging around his neck. Popped a homemade cigarette from the pack and lit it.

The smoke penetrated quickly through the mouth and dissolved into the blood. Stimulated by nicotine, the dark soldier finally lifted his spirits and couldn't help complaining to his colleagues who controlled the drone.

"Brothers are fighting against mutant beasts, we are the only ones chasing Lao Shizi's top-secret documents, what kind of bullshit top-secret documents, how can we bring them home? In my opinion, I am afraid that Aipu got the earl's black information and hid it at home to try to extort money As a result, he was patronized by several thieves, and the Earl was afraid that the scandal would be exposed, insisting that a spy stole top-secret documents, and wanted the military to wipe his ass."

The drone soldier is quite conscientious. He stared at the surveillance screen intently, and replied with a smile: "It's a pity that you don't write novels with your imagination."

"How do you know I haven't written it?" When the conversation got excited, the dark soldier changed his posture, from leaning back to reclining, "I'm not bragging, when I was in high school, the male bugs in the school editorial department chased me to ask for a draft... ..."

"Concentrate!" The middle-aged officer came to inquire about the search situation, and when he found that the soldiers were slack, he shouted to stop.

The swarthy soldier hurriedly stomped out the cigarette and stood up straight: "Major."

"Major." The drone soldier stood up and saluted.

"Did you find anything?" The middle-aged major glanced at the dark soldier in warning, then turned to the rear compartment of the pickup truck.

The drone soldier shook his head: "Not yet."

"Major, we've been poking dryly here for over an hour." When is the time.

The swarthy soldier couldn't help but feel his hands itch when he thought of killing the mutant beasts, and he couldn't wait to return to the front line.

"Do you think I don't want to participate in the battle to defend Drigal?" The middle-aged major, his old superior, kicked him unceremoniously, and said, "I don't care what you think, an order is an order, remember yourself It's a soldier."

"Yes—" the dark soldier put his heels together and responded loudly, and the drone soldier next to him suddenly shouted, "There is a situation!"

"boom."

A cyclone in the air that was hard to identify with the naked eye quickly dissipated. The bullet carried powerful kinetic energy through the gap between the trees and hit the trunk where Morey was hiding. The tree as thick as an arm snapped and snapped.

"These grandsons, the firepower is really fierce." Morey broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't reacted quickly and lay down on the ground, he might be pierced by the large-caliber bullet.

"Although the southern country is warm, it will be cold in the heart." Michelle was full of concern in her teasing. Although Morey was not doing his job properly, he was a teammate who shared weal and woe. It felt bad to lose a teammate.

"Be careful of yourself." Morey said not to be outdone, but his body was very honest. He quickly ran to other hiding places with his hands and feet, and attracted another wave of firepower for Michelle.

"Go, be careful." Victor took advantage of the diversion of firepower and launched a counterattack from the flank.

Before taking action, Michelle shrinks his mental power. The difference from flat spreading is that the mental power is compressed into a semicircle with a radius of less than 20 meters, which sacrifices the detection range to improve perception, and achieves the ultimate precision in a short time, and accelerates with all his strength under the rain of bullets In an instant, he rushed out of the edge of the forest and fled southeast.

"Machine gun!" The middle-aged officer relied on the body of the car as cover and ordered the machine gun to fire.

"Da da da——" the machine gun bullets roared wildly, with an average of dozens of bullets per second, firmly blocking Michelle's way forward.

Michel's green pupils suddenly tightened, and his extremely high perception made the world seem to be in slow motion. All the bullets were clearly visible, and the trajectory of the ballistic trajectory continued to enlarge, buying him enough time.

"It's really not an ordinary thief. It's a pity that you don't want to run away when you meet me." The middle-aged major sneered disdainfully.

The strength shown by Michelle showed that the team is not ordinary thieves, but in the eyes of the major, the team's act of desperately covering the escape of the male insect was extremely stupid: "Launch the blasting bomb."

The information must be on the fleeing male insects, and it will not be too late to chase after killing the few overwhelmed bedbugs in front of them. Anyway, there are drones monitoring, and the male insects cannot escape.

"Yes." The adjutant led the summons.

"Boom!" Explosive bombs hit the trees and caused a terrifying explosion. The crimson flames rolled around the dead branches, and the ground was scorched black.

The counterattack in the woods suddenly weakened, and the adjutant couldn't help but rejoice: "The second round, let's go!"

More explosive bombs exploded on the edge of the forest like scattered flowers, the fire lit up the sky, and one tree after another couldn't help but eroded and fell into the fire, fueling the already rampant fire.

Except for Michel who ran out of the woods, the other three insects were all annihilated in the billowing smoke.

"It's done!?"

The counterattack completely disappeared, but before the adjutant reported the results to his superiors, the black smoke suddenly reversed quickly, and the firelight illuminated a blurry figure.

Morey crawled closer under the cover of smoke, and threw the three-in-one hand-Ray forcefully at the car where the middle-aged major was hiding.

"Hand-thunder!"

The sudden shock made the major unprepared, shouted, and threw his legs into the distance.

"Boom—boom—" Morey's eyes were accurate, and his hands were even more accurate. The three-in-one landed on the pickup truck impartially. His car was also engulfed in flames.

The middle-aged major was half buried in the soil due to the distance, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't get up at all.

The adjutant quickly ordered the soldiers to blow away the broken glass and sand to rescue the major and carry him to a safe place.

"They were in the woods...recalling...let the drone follow...kill...the male bug..." Just now, three cars were blown up by a little bug. The angry major planned to kill Michelle to pay back the blood. color, and then gather other groups to round up Morey and other bugs.

The adjutant gestured to the major: "The drone is destroyed."

"what!?"

Drone destroyed?

The deaf major felt that his eyes had been blown out of hallucinations. After the adjutant gestured for the second time, he suppressed the feeling of nausea and dizziness. Two soldiers crossed their arms and barely got up from the ground, tremblingly pointing to the blazing woods , roaring angrily: "I approve the use of nameless bombs, we must destroy them!"

Victor and Morey pretended to cover Michelle's escape, but actually gave him a chance to get close to the ambush point.

Michel seized a few tenths of a second to let go of his mental power to take a panoramic view of the ambush, then quickly retracted to avoid the strafing, and used "run away" to lure the drone away for Sugar to destroy, and at the same time notified Morey of the enemy commander's Position, one hand-throwing a thunder, it will not die or be disabled.

"The two strategic goals have been successfully achieved, withdraw." Sugar accepted as soon as it was good, and greeted Michelle and Victor to meet.

The battle is fought psychologically.

It is inevitable for the major to underestimate the enemy when he has the advantage. Seeing that Michelle alone is not a threat, he will most likely choose drone tracking, and the main firepower will be aimed at Victor. At this time, Victor shows his weakness and pretends to be eliminated. Touch it nearby to "decapitate".

Success, destroying the command system is beneficial for robbing the car and escaping;

Failure, presumably the commander will not be in a good mood, Sugar is waiting for him.

"Puff!" The bullets pierced through the layers of smoke and rushed towards them. The four insects dispersed and concealed themselves. Although they succeeded in sneak attack, they still dare not be careless.

In the flames, more than a dozen flashlights tore through the night, swept across the forest, and interweaved into a fierce hunting net.

"They're—"

Before the words fell, Victor shot and killed the soldiers walking in the front one by one, and Sugar pulled the trigger repeatedly to force them to dodge, shouting while fighting: "Retreat, retreat."

The counterattack storm followed closely, the muzzle flames of the guns charged into the wooden warehouse flashed rapidly, the bullets were released crazily, the leaves fluttered, and the sand and stones splashed, as if a fierce hailstone fell like a knife.

Victor, Sugar, and Michelle were so overwhelmed that they didn't dare to look up, they ran back with their backs bent, and quickly escaped from the shooting range.

But this can only temporarily avoid the edge, and does not solve the fundamental problem.

As the flashlight kept approaching, more than a dozen soldiers from the Southern Kingdom gradually gathered together, like hunters chasing their prey.

The encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, nearly three times the number of insects and powerful firepower, plus other teams who heard the gunshots came to support, the longer the time drags on, the lower the possibility of survival, once the encirclement is completely closed, the four-worm team will be besieged and killed It's a matter of time.

Huge suddenly became alert when he ran halfway, a sliding shovel slipped behind the stone pile, and a few bullets pressed his footprints "chug chug" to stir up dust.

"It's so tight." Sugar panted heavily, his chest heaving violently, the gun was raised above his head and he fired back blindly. The bullets were like randomly scattered stones aimlessly, hitting no one.

After all the clips were fired, Sugar rolled and crawled out of the rock pile and continued to run back. Victor and Michelle were not much better than him, and they ran away in one go.

The team's range of activities has been continuously compressed.

The swarthy soldier leaned back against the tree trunk, put on a new magazine and pulled the gun, laughing loudly: "A thief is a thief, timid and cowardly. When he meets a regular army, he immediately panics. Brothers, don't be too polite."

"Come on, let them know the price of teasing the tiger's whiskers."

The soldiers screamed and yelled, covering each other and advancing slowly. They cooperated tacitly with more guns and more guns, forming a more powerful crossfire. Victor's team just didn't show their heads. If they ran a little carelessly, they were very likely to be beaten. sieve.

Bullets roared overhead, gunfire was loud, and the Nanguo soldiers pressing on every step were less than [-] meters away from the team.

"Fifty, forty...a little more...twenty...dozen!"

Sugar took the lead in attacking, Victor jumped out of the hiding place sideways, Michelle stood up abruptly, the muzzles of the three insects fired bullets in one direction at the same time, and the road ten meters wide ahead was instantly covered with bullets, and the southern soldiers were forced Dodge on both sides.

Just then, one of the soldiers felt a light touch on his ankle, the tripwire laid by Morey.

The transparent fishing line covered by the branches turned into a death scythe, and the insurance connected at the end was pulled by force and fell into the broken leaves all over the grass.

The fragmentation hand-thunder exploded in an instant, and the rubble covered with kinetic energy flew out like bullets, and the lethality was magnified to the extreme. Several soldiers around were caught in the impact and fell to the ground, covering their faces and mourning.

What's more frightening is yet to come. Morey's early retreat is not just a thunderbolt.

All the explosives in the team are concentrated in his hands. Through precise calculations, each preset grenade is just stuck on the edge of the explosion. As long as the soldier triggers one of them, it will trigger a chain reaction.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Grenades exploded one after another, one after another, like the drumbeat of heavy metal music, severely disrupting the formation of the southern soldiers.

In an instant, the woods turned into a sea of ​​flames, and a large amount of dust and dead leaves flew all over the sky, intertwined with the flames.