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    A blazing bonfire, Indians with few animal skins or cloths covering their bodies, a tall altar, and a circle of low tents around it.  The ubiquitous firelight reflected the same ubiquitous shadows, stretching and twisting with the rising and shrinking flames.

    The frost-white moonlight pouring down from the forest clearing, the delicious aroma of the roasted sacrifices, and the distant howls of wolves and low calls of partridges coming from the depths of the jungle.  People knelt on the moss-covered black earth, and the heat of the campfire hit their faces, but what they felt on their backs was the cool breeze of the plateau at night.

    The landowners are no different from those hundreds of years ago. They worship devoutly around the altar, and then sing and dance and shout and pray loudly, which mixes with the chirping of insects in the forest to form a symphony.

    The people present were all natives, and they were all crazy natives, so they didn¡¯t notice anything strange happening around them.

    But among these natives, something strange had sneaked in early, and he sensed something was wrong.

    In the Druid's perception, the jungle surrounding the tribe was full of life in the other three directions. Even at night, the life frequencies of various animals were rushing over.  Only in the north, there was almost no movement, as if all the various nocturnal creatures had disappeared out of thin air.

    Something¡¯s not quite right?

    The druid sitting on the altar, his brain started to spin rapidly, and his mental fluctuations rushed over there like a tide.

    It¡¯s a pity that he didn¡¯t find anything. It seemed that it was not the large beast he imagined, so he scared away the small animals.

    Then he communicated with Ah Jiu quietly, trying to discern some clues from the smell.  But suddenly I discovered that that side happened to be downwind.  It's not a large beast, and it happens to be lying in ambush downwind. Could it be the backup of those Palouse people?

    Just as Druid was thinking hard, a flash of flame suddenly flashed on the retina of his left eye, and then a fist-sized flame shot straight towards him.

    Although the flame was not very eye-catching under the light of the bonfire, it made the hairs on his neck stand up. The previous flash of flames and the subsequent flames that hit him all reminded him of  I arrived at something very familiar.  rocket missile.

    This kind of thing.  He experienced this firsthand when he was dealing with drug lords in the jungles of northern Myanmar.

    The same flame, the same flight path, just the last time we encountered it.  He was already well out of the range of the rockets.  Just waiting to see the show.  But this time, he was exposed to the attack fire without any cover.

    In the darkness, he could not see clearly the rocket body.  But the tail flames that came momentarily from behind and the screams of rockets tearing through the air were like sharp knives, piercing Bai Riguang's reflex nerves.

    Before his brain had time to react, two more rockets roared over to the left and right of where the first rocket was launched.

    Before he had time to think about why this kind of thing could happen among the Indian tribes, Bai Huang's body had already reacted one step ahead of his brain, and his legs instantly burst out with force like compressing springs, driving him to rush behind the altar.  past.  At the same time, he did not forget to give instructions to Ah Jiu, asking the big wolf to protect the Indian girl.

    When the druid reacted, most people in the audience were still in a state of surprise and confusion. They didn't understand what the "God Nayenezgani" was doing and jumped under the altar like a frog.

    "These people didn't know that Bai Huang had fled, nor did they know that a disaster was approaching.

    Only a handful of experienced Indian warriors, reminded by their own intuition, discovered the crisis that was grinning in the darkness.  And their body functions were instantly amplified to the extreme under the pressure of this crisis, and they all took self-protection measures that were better than nothing.

    Some of the people closest to the altar threw their bodies behind the altar, while the people on the periphery had no cover and could only "plop" on the ground on the spot, clinging to the ground motionless.

    Just as Bai Huang landed behind the altar, the first flying rocket hit the crowd closest to the altar like the Nine Heavens Divine Punishment.

    There was a loud "bang", and the moment the rocket exploded, Druid felt that the entire earth was shaking violently like a spasm. After the gravel and soil were scattered, the rising fire and smoke began to roll and fill the air.  The Druid who was hiding behind the altar still had his feet on the ground. He felt that the soles of his feet were numb and his brain was buzzing with dizziness.

    Before he could catch his breath, there were two more violent explosions, which made Bai Huang feel that he had not stepped on the ground at all, but was standing in a dilapidated tractor carriage. Under the tractor were country roads full of potholes.

    Three rocketsAfter plowing the empty land, Bai Liguang's comprehensive combat power was as high as 180 points, but he felt that his legs were numb and he couldn't lift up any strength. His whole body felt like he had a high fever, and he almost opened his mouth and vomited.

    Until this time, the gravel and soil flying in all directions were slowly scattered, hitting the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees, making bursts of rustling sounds.

    The thick smoke dissipated and the firelight dimmed. The forest glade that was filled with solemn joy just now was now occupied by intermittent moans, howls, and panicked cries.  Many Indians who were lucky enough to be uninjured completely lost their ability to think normally under this horrific and cruel blow, and ran around like headless flies.

    Bai Huang struggled to poke his head out from behind the altar and found that less than five meters away from him, there was a crater shaped like a bomb emitting black smoke on the ground, and the crater was surrounded by scattered corpses.

    It is a corpse, not a living person, the druid is extremely sure of this.

    Because many of the bodies of those motionless Indians had become fragmented and mutilated. Even for those who were intact, the ground beneath them was dyed red with blood.

    With a livid face, Bai Huang took a deep breath and turned his attention to the woods where the rockets flew.

    But before he could think about what was going on and how to deal with it next, several figures suddenly jumped out of the woods opposite.  Alternately cover and rush towards the tribal camp.

    ??????????These people walked forward while holding assault rifles at the camp and taking roll calls.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The three consecutive bursts of fire, tore the originally silent night sky into pieces, and the still burning bonfire provided the thugs with the best view of attack.  Almost none of the screaming steel jets missed, and they all penetrated the target's body like eyes, taking away fresh lives one after another.

    A young man from the Mosa clan.  He wanted to run back to his tent to get his weapon.  But as soon as he dragged his injured leg and ran no more than two steps, he suddenly fell to the ground softly, and then large areas of blood foam gushed out from his mouth and nose.

    Not far from him, a girl who was only eight or nine years old was crying in confusion.  But his body suddenly trembled.  A small bloody eye appeared out of nowhere on his forehead.  Then a bright red trace meandered down her young cheeks, mixing with tears and no longer distinguishable from each other.

    And on both sides of the camp.  There seemed to be no thugs in the place, but the cooking woman that Bai Huang first saw when he first came here was heading into the jungle with her child in her arms.  Her choice seemed to have found a way out for mother and son, but as soon as they stepped into the forest, blood bloomed on their chests, and they suddenly looked up and fell to the ground.

    This is no longer a war, but an outright killing.

    Looking at the shouting, crying, begging, and cursing around him Bai Huang felt that the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he was completely angered by those unscrupulous thugs.

    Indeed, these Indians did not have deep feelings for him. To put it bluntly, it was just a chance encounter.  Even though the other party treated him as a god before and worshiped and praised him, it didn't give him a deep sense of identity. He just felt that his encounter was bizarre and fun.

    If he had to say that he had any feelings, it would be that he treated that girl as his own woman.

    But now when he saw the almost hellish massacre scene in front of him, no matter how heartless he usually was, Bai Huang could no longer sit back and watch.

    He also had lives on his hands, many of them, but apart from those who actively plotted against him, the remaining ones he killed were either drug lords or poachers, and almost none of them were good people.  As for wanting to offend others if they don't offend me, Bai Riguang has never had such an idea.

    However, what he saw now was a massacre that took place in the twenty-first century, in a so-called democratic country and in a modern civilized society.

    This kind of appalling cruelty really made the druid feel bad, but it was impossible for him to punish him without teaching. How could he accept it?

    So after spitting hard, Bai Huang gave Ah Jiu another instruction to protect the Indian girl, but he quietly changed into the form of a blood-sucking vine, and with a slight movement of his mind, the big quail appeared.  In the woods fifty meters away.

    "Oh, Shet, these monkeys are not fun to kill at all!" Seeing that almost all the Indians in the entire camp fell into a pool of blood, a complaint of dissatisfaction suddenly came from the dark jungle.  : "I've only managed five of them. Who among you is trying to grab someone's head?"

    In another patch of grass not far from this voice, someone gloated and mocked: "Boss, Holman can no longer adapt."It was a tense battle, and I suggested that after this mission is completed, he should be kicked to the logistics team.  "

    "Fake, you are the one who needs to work in logistics"

    "Hahaha" It seems that the overall situation has been decided. Many people burst out laughing and laughed crazily at that Holman.

    Bai Huang didn¡¯t fully understand the birdsong, but from the other party¡¯s extremely arrogant and proud tone that they didn¡¯t take human life seriously, he could clearly feel the unscrupulousness of these people.

    And the other party also showed his thoughts through actions.

    After a crisp gunshot, an old Indian man hiding behind the tent, drawing a bow and arrow, fell down with an extremely angry look in his eyes.  And this shot also attracted a series of strange screams and whistles from the thugs, who seemed very proud of their precise shooting skills and keen intuition.

    Very happy, right?

    Then I will make you happier.

    Bai Huang cursed fiercely, and then gave the battle order to the big quail who had been waiting for a long time. Then he saw a star-like ball of light rising slowly in the woods on one side of the camp, and then like ball lightning, it  It was hovering back and forth in mid-air more than a hundred meters away from the camp.

    "Oh, hell. What is that? Which of you fired the flare?"

    Before these mercenaries could recover from this unexpected situation, the "ball lightning" danced in the air and suddenly rushed straight towards the place where the most mercenaries were.  Because the attack speed of the Spark Technique is not too fast, the mercenaries with quick reactions can also raise their guns and aim at the "Lightning" to shoot.

    But how can this pure energy body transformed by Druid's supernatural power be stopped by a mere bullet?

    I saw that spark of fire drawing a wonderful arc in the air, melting the bullet that passed by directly into a drop of molten steel, but its target remained unchanged, and it hit the middle of the mercenaries who were on alert.

    The "boom" sound was even louder than the previous three rockets.  The main force of the mercenary team due north.  They were almost completely wiped out by this spark technique.

    "ah!"

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out of the explosion, or those who were affected by the aftermath of the explosion, were either killed or injured, and their language and mobility abilities were completely lost.  Let out this heart-rending howl.  It is a flanking team from the northwest.

    After these people found themselves under unknown attack.  He immediately picked up his gun, pointed it in the direction where Xinghuo Biao was shooting, and fired a burst of fire.

    Unlike the regular and rhythmic three-shot bursts before, they fired in panic.  It also turned into a crazy shooting of bullets without hesitation.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The intensive gunfire exploded like fried beans. The bullets fired from their guns pulled out the fleeting orange-red fireflies in the darkness and hit the jungle hard, sending branches and soil flying everywhere.

    Druid didn't bother to pay attention to these people's overreactions. As long as they were not directly hit by rockets, no matter how hard those people hit them, they couldn't move a hair, so he didn't even have the mood to take a look.  Instead, he took advantage of the panic caused by the Starfire Technique and slipped into the jungle from behind the altar.

    With the protection of the big forest around him, Bai Huang felt more and more at home and could breathe much more freely.

    With a sneer, the druid activated the "bloodthirsty technique" that came with the big quail, and saw a huge monster suddenly appear in the originally silent jungle.

    "Fak, Fak, Fak, Fak, Fak!" A mercenary wearing night vision goggles first spotted the figure of the big quail. Stimulated by the unknown terrifying creature, his adrenaline secreted crazily, and his vocal cords  He screamed out of extreme fear, then raised his gun and fired, sweeping out all the bullets like a vent.

    But as a fat chicken who has been inspired by the bloodthirsty technique after upgrading, how can it be stopped by a few bullets?

    The tremor of the earth shaking came, and the big quail ignored the steel jets falling on his chest like a heavy rain, and rushed towards the mercenary with extremely heroic steps.

    Whether they are densely tangled vines and shrubs or deciduous trees with thick and upright trunks, they cannot hinder the fat chicken at all. Those seemingly tall trees can be easily "waved" by the fat chicken.  Like a tender flower at Megatron's feet, it fell down easily.  The instigator of all this did not even frown and continued to stride towards the mercenaries' position.

    "The devil is the devil summoned by the Indians!"

    Facing this kind of monster that can only appear in myths and legends, even mercenaries who have experienced hundreds of battles cannot withstand the huge psychological pressure.

    The trio in the northwest were stunnedHe was stunned for a moment, with an expression as if his dick had been bitten off by a poisonous snake, and he looked at the tall figure with a blank mind.  Their throats were dry, their bodies were cold, their hearts were beating violently like drums, and a series of physiological reactions after being greatly frightened washed back and forth on their nerves like furious waves.  I don't know who was the first to react. After the three of them looked at each other, with panic frozen on their cheeks, they turned around and ran away.

    Although the other group in the northeast was the farthest away from the big quail, the emotion of fear was contagious, and they also saw with their own eyes the invulnerability of the fat chicken.

    So after grinning and gasping for air like the cavemen entering the city, they also chose the same approach as their teammates and turned around and fled.

    "If placed in other circumstances, these people's behavior of betraying their teammates can be considered relatively firm and decisive.

    But now it¡¯s an Indian tribe.

    And the most indispensable thing for the natives of this North American continent is hounds.

    Group Silent Healing, Group Wild Communication, and Group Wild Will are three skills that are often lost on tribal hounds. As long as the dogs were left with no hair in the previous attack, they were all in full swing in an instant, even better than their previous peak state.  Even better by three points.

    Under Bai Riguang¡¯s command, these dogs did not bark a single sound, but silently divided into three teams and headed towards the vast jungle to outflank them.

    Seeing the canine vanguard heading into the jungle, Bai Huang was ready to follow.

    After all, judging from the previous attack methods, the opponent is either a regular army or an experienced mercenary. Although these people are frightened by the fat chicken, under the stimulation of survival, they may be able to get rid of the dog.  Hunting.

    Letting these massacrers leave alive is not his style as a white archdruid.

    But just as he was about to dive into the jungle, a thought occurred to him, and he turned around and saw the Indian girl running out from under Ah Jiu.

    Looking at this girl¡¯s pear blossoms with rain, but her eyes full of determination with the blazing fire of revenge, Bai Huang didn¡¯t say much, motioned for the other party to mount Ah Jiu, and then handed over the wolf-headed knife.

    The two of them did not say any unnecessary words, but kept everything in silence. After looking at each other, they went into the jungle together.  (To be continued)
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