I have a city in another world

4630 - The Blocking of Green Hell

The moment the wolf smoke rose, he had already entered a fighting state.

Players begin the final sprint, trying to complete the remaining work at hand before the enemy arrives.

Although not perfect, this is the real norm.

Some players in charge of the battle quickly carried weapons and equipment and took the initiative to approach the direction of the enemy's arrival.

When one's own equipment does not have an advantage and the number of people does not have an advantage, using dense forests as combat bunkers is undoubtedly the most suitable choice.

Tang Zhen had gained a lot before, that is, he used the forest as a cover. If it was replaced by an open and flat land, it might have been sieved by the intensive firepower of mercenaries.

It didn't take long for the enemy to come into sight.

Looking at the well-equipped mercenaries, the players were not afraid, but excited from the bottom of their hearts.

Grab heads, grab equipment, and win this war.

The speed of collecting equipment, stripping clothes, and touching the corpse is as fast as the wind.

Any suspicious areas are allowed to fire and shoot to prevent potential sneak attacks by wildlings.

Due to their own limited conditions, players have no way to unify the command, and can only act freely.

The mercenaries were full of doubts, seriously doubting the true origin of these savages, were they disguised by malicious competitors?

In addition to firearms, wildlings use bows and darts, which are more stealthy and deadly.

Using the jungle as cover, the savages, dressed only in grass skirts, hid quietly.

The giant stone sculptures on the peaks behind and on both sides are like gods from ancient times, staring at the malicious intruders.

The player who was attacked tried his best to dodge and wandered around in the grass.

They soon discovered that these savages were not willing to fight. After completing a wave of raids, they quickly left the battlefield.

Helicopters will soon arrive from the base to take these bodies back for burial.

The annoyed mercenary cursed and quickly checked the battlefield, only to find that all the killed mercenaries had been stripped away.

This time, I became particularly careful. Not only did I have to be wary of traps, I also had to be careful of cold shots coming from the dark.

Once the savages are exposed, they will be attacked from the air, so naturally they dare not attack and ambush them again.

Originally thought that these savages would fight with bows and spears, and then be swept down by bullets.

"Carefully cross the river, prepare to fight, and don't panic no matter what happens!"

The ancient city was at least two kilometers away from the river bank, which was beyond the effective killing distance of the guns. Otherwise, when they appeared on the river bank, they would inevitably be hit head-on by savages.

"Damn, there are savages attacking!"

However, the reality was completely contrary to expectations. These savages could actually use guns, and their hit rate was quite astonishing.

Every mercenary was shocked by the scene in front of him, and felt a sense of awe inexplicably.

Such an approach should be to cover the evacuation of the companions.

The mercenaries felt extremely excited when they thought that they were about to cross the dense forest and a large amount of wealth beckoned to them.

This fish was too big and he was afraid that his fishing net would not be able to catch it, so he had to add some insurance in advance.

The companion followed the prestige and saw a corpse, it was the savage who just launched the attack.

Moving forward like this, there were several firefights during the period, and every time the mercenary group suffered casualties.

They knew very well in their hearts that the ancient city in front of them was the lair of savages, and while they were watching the ancient city, those savages must also be watching them.

The continuous casualties made the mercenary captain become furious and used firepower to clear the way.

Mercenaries like this kind of battle of catching turtles in an urn very much. They can take advantage of their equipment and crush these damn monkeys to their heart's content.

As a result, at this moment, gunshots were heard from other places, and many mercenaries fell down one after another.

"It's okay if the opponent is pretending, but I'm afraid it's a real savage..."

A mercenary shouted loudly, with panic and anger in his tone.

There is no movement now, which means that the savages have retreated to the ancient city, trying to make a final resistance.

The suffocating journey was finally completed by the mercenaries, and a surging river appeared in front of them.

Judging from the appearance and features of the corpse, as well as the hair and appearance, it can be determined that it is a forest savage.

"It's either our opponents or a group of real savages. The corpses over there can prove it."

But I didn't expect that at this moment, a series of swift figures suddenly appeared from the rear of the three teams.

However, some people missed, causing the mercenaries to yell, which immediately alerted the other enemies.

"This gang of damn monkeys, could it be that our opponent pretended to be and then set up a trap?"

The mercenaries were shocked by the speed and greed of the savages, and also felt deeply worried.

The companion said something, with a slightly dignified expression, and the excitement of getting rich before was gradually calmed down now.

The subdued mercenary didn't even scream, and soon fell silent.

Many mercenaries are desperadoes. They have an attitude of indifference to death, but they care about what happens after death.

Unlike normal humans, forest savages have obvious protrusions in their tailbone, back and joints.

On the other side of the river is the huge ancient city looming under the cover of green plants.

The mercenaries were not aware of it and were still moving forward. The mysterious ancient city they unexpectedly discovered made them very motivated.

These mercenaries who died in battle carried a lot of ammunition and equipment, and these bullets are likely to be shot at themselves in the next time.

"Hurry up and look for cover, those savages are shooting with guns!"

Because of the cover of the dense forest, the mercenaries could not see each other at all. By the time they realized something was wrong, they had already fled without knowing where to go.

While sighing secretly, the vigilance in my heart became more intense.

Facts have proved that these savages are quite powerful, and the mercenaries who have suffered a lot have tacitly maintained a high degree of vigilance.

Seeing those thin figures with bare upper bodies and oil paint on their faces, the mercenaries immediately opened fire.

After rearranging, the team moved on.

Some mercenaries yelled and cursed, their faces full of anger and unwillingness.

But the current situation does not allow them to think too much at all. They can only find ways to fight back while looking for a bunker.

Death is the best sober agent, let these mercenaries return to normal, and start to become cautious.

There was almost nothing left except his pants.

Wait for the right opportunity to launch a fatal blow.

This method is effective, making the next journey much smoother, and the drone is put into the battlefield, patrolling back and forth on the road ahead.

The bodies of the dead were gathered in one place, and conspicuous marks were placed.

The mercenary captain withdrew his scorching eyes, gave the order again, and then applied for support through the satellite phone.

Whenever possible, he didn't want his corpse to be exposed to the wilderness and become food for wolves, hawks and rats.

It is precisely because of these differences that some senior people in civilized society classify savages as beasts.

Their movements were crisp and swift, dragging the mercenaries to the grass in the blink of an eye, and then piercing their bodies with extremely sharp thorns.

The companion said, pointing to the grass not far away, with a somewhat complicated expression on his face.

The shooting skills of these savages are frighteningly accurate, and they are elusive in the forest.

In this world, armed groups are ready to provide services if they are willing to spend money.

Not to mention bombers and warships, as long as there is enough money, even nuclear weapons can be obtained.

Raising the telescope in his hand and looking at the shaking figures in the ancient city, the mercenary leader showed a ferocious smile.

He put away the binoculars and waved his hand.

Cross the river and attack!
(End of this chapter)