our family is gone

Chapter 53 Please enter the urn
"It's too far away to hear clearly, and I dare not approach it."

"You are really a fucking trash!" The second child scolded dissatisfiedly when he heard this.

The third child also had a look of contempt on his face, and he didn't need to think about it to know that Disma was a cowardly guy, and he survived because he left his companions and ran away.

Disma just smiled awkwardly and lowered his head to avoid the eyes of the two.

And at this moment, those elites finally made a discovery.

"My lord! There is a situation here."

Several people rushed over, and found some limbs that had been eaten clean and only skeletons remained.

The fragmented white bones were full of bite marks, and the femur was also used as a teething stick by an unknown wolf, so the marks on it were even more obvious.

"It's a sign of a wolf bite."

This discovery strengthened the cognition of several people, that only those savages can drive the wolves in this land.

"I saw those people heading there. This direction is definitely not the way back."

Disma continued to induce them to go deeper, leading several people to the camps that had been attacked before.

All of them were dead, leaving only some bloodstains but no corpses.

And it would be fine if they only attacked one or two bandits, but this kind of killing of several bandit groups in one night without making a sound immediately aroused their high vigilance.

If this kind of attack is aimed at one's own camp, can it be resisted?
At the same time, they all agreed that with so many corpses disappearing, those savages must have some treasures.

And Disma has also been recognized by the third master.

"Very well, your news is very important. I will ask the captain for credit when I go back."

"Thank you, bosses." Disma put on a complimenting face, and the wandering bandits are very skilled in this kind of showing weakness.

After being recognized, Disma was no longer monitored by the two of them, and his eyes kept scanning around.

This is a camp they attacked last night. This kind of small group did not have the strength to occupy the building at all, so they just cleared a flat area in the wilderness and set up a few tents covered with tattered tarpaulins, plus a bonfire and a pot in the middle of the camp. .

The purpose of cleaning up the surrounding area was to prevent wild beasts from attacking at night, but they could not prevent people from living there. The open environment here and the dense forest not far away just formed two relatively extreme scenes.

In other words, all these bandits are now exposed~
Soon Disma noticed something, his footsteps began to move, and he slowly retreated behind everyone.

"Go, go back."

The two bosses summoned the scattered people back. It was broad daylight after all, and this was the radiating range of their own influence. The group was actually relatively relaxed.

At this moment, there was an explosive gunshot in the dense forest without warning, and Disma lay on the ground and yelled.

"Ah! I've been shot."

The elite is different. The team reacted immediately after the gun was fired, and the leader shouted loudly.

"Spread out and find cover!"

Several elites spread out directly, trying to find the nearest tree trunk to rely on it and raise their guns to fight back, but the firepower on the other side was fiercer, and the gunshots rang out one after another like a cannonball.

Five of the ten elite were directly hit.

Either the torso or the limbs, most of them were directly crippled, struggling and crying on the ground.

Even the unlucky ones were hit in the head and taken away by name.

After all, he is still a mortal body, no matter how elite he is, he cannot avoid bullets.

"Over there! Fire cover." The two leaders raised their hands and shot at the dense forest. They didn't see anyone. They fired to deter the enemy and try to find cover for their teammates.

But at this time, they have all fired a round, and it will take time to reload.

But in the distance, gunshots rang out one after another, and two elites were directly taken away.

"The firepower is wrong, there are at least six guns on the opposite side."

The third child is also a veteran of the battlefield. It is very simple to judge the firepower of the opposite side by how many shots are fired within 30 seconds.

My side is all well-trained musketeers, but it takes four to 50 seconds to reload, and the gunshots on the other side don’t stop as if there is no need to reload. To have this kind of firepower, you must have six guns plus six Skilled gunner.

After one round, the people on my side had already lost six people without seeing them. If the fight continues like this, the whole army will be wiped out.

"Second brother breaks out now, otherwise we will be finished when they pack their bombs. Let's go after I'm here."

The third child yelled, but the second child could bear it when he heard this.

"You go first, I will hold these people back."

"Second brother, take care of yourself."

The third child yelled, stretched out his pistol and fired a shot in the distance, ejecting the newly loaded bullets, and then called the rest of the people to break out in the opposite direction.

Now the second child feels that he has been cheated.

How can I take it seriously?

My mouth is really cheap!

The second child didn't really intend to stay, and when he saw them running away, he immediately ran to the other side.

How could he stand up to so many gunmen by himself?To stay is to die.

As for the brothers?stop being funny~
They are deserters and bandits, who is not here to survive?
However, the gunfire that had just subsided rang out again, and those elites who had just emerged fell to the ground one after another, and even the third child was hit and fell to the ground.

On the contrary, the second child took the opportunity to escape into the dense forest and disappeared, and fled here with the other two disabled soldiers who were only slightly injured.

The gunshots that were originally as dense as setting off firecrackers subsided in an instant, and there was only tragic wailing on the scene for a while.

Only two or three minutes into the game, those who didn't hit the vitals didn't die so quickly, but it was painful to live because there was no hope of surviving.

It was true that the originally dense gunfire had stopped, but the dense forest was still full of gunshots.

Shoot everyone like a roll call, whether it is a corpse or a living person, each shot is extremely accurate.

They can only watch their helpless companions being shot and killed, and then it is their turn...

"Oh!"

One elite broke down completely and committed suicide with his own gun.

His group of more than ten people suffered heavy casualties without even seeing the enemy. He couldn't bear the huge pressure at all, so he might as well come by himself instead of waiting for the roll call.

Lance let go of the trigger he was about to pull, and he was a little confused by this man's operation.

As for it~ With this psychological quality, who can learn to be a bandit?

I complained from the bottom of my heart, but still didn't shake my gun, and aimed at the next one.

These people are all elites and some are armored. If I don't give them additional guns, what if I get close to them and suddenly shoot him?
He doesn't have the capital to overturn, and would rather waste a little time and gunpowder.

"Oh!"

There was another gunshot, and an elite who crawled hard and wanted to escape from this place was completely lying on the ground with a hole in his heart.

And at this moment, the third child who was lying on the ground got up unexpectedly.

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