Chapter 375

The evil spirit took a long breath, sucked a flash of white gas into his mouth, and smacked his mouth twice, as if he had just eaten something delicious, which made my scalp numb.

After receiving the dead man's soul, the evil spirit straightened up, first looked around at hundreds of rat people around him, then looked in the direction where we were hiding, and made a stiff expression like a smile.

"No, this guy knows we're here." I stumbled in my heart and quickly asked my companions to stick the amulet I gave in advance so that I wouldn't be possessed by evil spirits.

After those rat people surrounded for a while, they seemed to lose their patience and wanted to attack. The body occupied by evil spirits spit out a black smoke, then fell down softly, and was torn to pieces by those rat people.

After circling in place, the black Python like smoke column flew straight to us, gathered in the sky not far in front of us, and gradually changed into a face more than three meters wide.

"It's hard to find me. You used to hide here."

"Kunba? It's you?" I asked in surprise.

"Yes, thanks to you, I've been reduced to the lowest level of evil spirit. Don't worry. I'll repay you well, as well as your goblin wife, the black wolf and the guy who married my daughter. I'll find you one by one, kill all your relatives in front of you, and finally make you cry and beg me to kill you. That's not over. After death, I Will take you to hell to torture, even if there is the Holy Spirit to support you. "

I smiled angrily and replied, "I'm so afraid of what you said. You see, I'm shaking all over."

As I spoke, I touched some talismans in my pocket and prepared to press them on the ground to make a Dharma array to restrain evil spirits. Such evil spirits without attachments are not particularly difficult to deal with, let alone kunba moved his body, which is equivalent to moving his foundation to connect Yin and Yang, and his mana is greatly reduced.

The huge face composed of black smoke made a "sneer" expression and said, "don't be busy dealing with me. There are more troublesome things waiting for you. Let's live through this level first. I wanted to kill you and experience the pleasure. You must refuel and don't die in their hands. I'll take good care of you."

With that, the evil spirit kunba shouted to the rat people at the foot of the mountain, "they're here." then he turned back to the black pillar of smoke and flew straight into the sky.

Kunba's stay here has attracted the attention of those rat people, so at the moment, they are not scattered. They are dividing the bodies, and some rats are looking at us suspiciously. This voice doesn't matter. Those rat people immediately put down the bodies they are gnawing and rushed towards us.

"Brother donkey, take peaches first," I said, holding the call switch of the walkie talkie. Now the situation can't be hidden, so I can only let go.

Ivan lit his tactical flashlight and started shooting when I was talking. After putting down the walkie talkie, I also picked up the Bayi gun and started shooting. The three people were placed in an inverted triangle and moved backward while shooting.

At the moment, we are at the top of a hillside nearly 100 meters long, which has some topographic advantages, but those rat people are fast, and the steep hillside can just reduce the speed advantage of those rat people, so we don't have to worry about being attacked by those rat people in close proximity at this distance.

But I also know in my heart that this advantage is only enough for us to keep up to the ridge. Once we cross that side, we go down the hillside. We can't run beyond those rats and people, and we can easily be caught up.

When we retreated to the ridge and were about to turn around and run down the mountain at the risk of falling to death, we were surprised to find that brother donkey with shotgun and flashlight was waiting for us here with peach.

"Why are you still here? Shouldn't you be at the foot of the mountain?" I asked a little angrily. I thought brother donkey was stubborn and wanted to play with us. Even if our brothers are deeply affectionate and you want to die on the same day, you should protect the women in the team first.

But as soon as brother donkey explained, I knew I misunderstood him. He also realized that we couldn't escape those rat people on the way down the mountain. They were fast and strong. It wouldn't be a problem to fall and roll a few times. If we didn't, even if we didn't die at the foot of the mountain, we had to have multiple fractures.

"We have to walk along the ridge and climb to that top before we can hold on until dawn," brother donkey said, pointing to the small peak connected at the other end of the ridge. It doesn't look very high in the dark, which is more than ten meters higher than the ridge. If we climb to that top, it's difficult for rats and people to hurt us.

"OK, you first, Ivan, break up with me." I didn't have time to think about it. I yelled and told them to go first. Turning around, Baba hit two punches, one on the head and one on the leg, and turned over two rat people who were less than 80 meters away from us.

Looking at my accurate shooting, I couldn't help but increase my confidence. You know, August 1 is one of the best domestic assault rifles I've ever used, and it's even better than the ninth five year plan, which only equipped the troops in the later stage. The strengths of the ninth five year plan are the small caliber penetration force and the similar dum bullet for hitting the edge ball. What makes me most satisfied with August 1 is the accuracy and the power of bullets.

The 7.62mm bullet is really powerful against these unprotected rat people. Although it is not like the Buddha light bullet, it will kill them wherever it hits, as long as it hits the key or leg, it can also make these mouse people who are hit hard and hit the bullet in the head very refreshing. I can even imagine the bullet flying past with a "whine" and hitting them in the head with a "swoop", The huge kinetic energy lifted the skull, and the blood in the brain flew like rain. At present, I couldn't help but get adrenaline and entered the best fighting state of a soldier, that is, "don't panic, don't get angry, lead my teammates, have no distractions, and kill the enemy calmly".

In battle, emotions can infect each other. That's why the defeated soldiers will collapse thousands of miles, and the energetic winner will be overwhelming. My emotions unconsciously affected several companions. Everyone recovered from the initial panic and began to play their respective roles.

Ivan and I always have a person to protect shooting and ensure uninterrupted fire output. We can spot attack rats and people at a distance of 50 to 100 meters. If we rush within 50 meters, we will use pistols to shoot back, because we can use Buddha light bullets without carefully aiming.

If there is any more leakage, the drunkard will blast with a shotgun and stab with the army to protect Ivan and me. We don't have to be distracted to take care of the near front. We can only focus on solving the rat people in the distance.

The air on the plateau is thin and it is very difficult to walk on the ridge. Our intestines are broken. Fortunately, these problems also exist for those rat people. Many rat people who were hit on their legs and feet by my shot lost their balance and fell down the ridge, crashing down the mountain with a lot of gravel. Some of them were buried by weathered gravel when they rolled halfway, I guess I don't have to climb out in my life.

It's easy to run to the bottom of the small mountain, look up, and the drunkard scolds, "fuck, who gave a bad idea, why is it so high?"

Brother donkey shook the rope and retorted, "if you have a better way, speak quickly, or I'll start climbing."

The drunkard made a "please" gesture and turned around to shoot with us. Brother donkey climbed up the cliff with a pickaxe and threw down the rope to pull the peach and the strap up.

"Come on, it's your turn," cried brother donkey, throwing the climbing rope to us.

"Ivan, you go up first and then cover us." I picked the end of the rope to Ivan with my feet.

Ivan answered, took the rope, took up his rifle, ran up and began to climb to the top of the small mountain. He was big and had extra trouble getting up. Fortunately, brother donkey was pulling the rope with his sucking strength, and Taotao also worked hard with brother donkey. In a few minutes, Ivan finally got to the top of the mountain.

The drunkard and I were left. The firepower was suddenly weak. The rat men had attacked within 50 meters of us. I carried the Bayi rifle that had run out of bullets and changed into the last Pistol Magazine to cover the drunkard to go first.

Those rat people saw that I was the only one left at the bottom of the peak. They all screamed and rushed up. I flattened the pistol, held my right wrist in my left hand, and instantly played the shooting level to the peak. One rat person within 10 meters came to kill one, and 15 bullets were not wasted. By the time I ran out of bullets, there were 15 more rat bodies in front of me.

But there are still a lot of mouse people left. They rushed at me with the corpses of the same kind. The latest one is less than three meters away from me.

I put the pistol back into my waist, pulled out the military knife pinned to the chest multifunctional belt, leaned back, avoided its grasp on my door, stabbed it under its armpit, and stabbed it into its heart. The rat man screamed and died on the spot.

I kicked his body away. I drew a semicircle of the sabre in my hand and frightened the two rat people. They could feel the weapon radiated by the relic and the restraint effect on them. They were slightly frightened by half a step. I immediately took this opportunity to climb up with the rope.

I pulled the rope with one hand. The donkey and the drunkard were also trying to pull the rope up. Ivan shot from the top to the bottom. The bullet flew up and down at a distance of less than one meter next to me. I was so frightened that I quickly reduced the range of action to prevent the rope from shaking and getting another shot.

Just as I was struggling upward, a rat jumped up at the bottom, and I grabbed it with both hands. I grabbed the rope with both hands, and my abdominal muscles pulled up. It didn't catch me, but it grabbed it on the backpack.

These rat people's hands are really sharp. The strong cloth of the military backpack was forcibly pulled out ten holes by it, and then it hung on my backpack. I couldn't climb up at all. I couldn't cut this guy back with a military knife, which made my eyes angry.

At this time, I only heard someone shouting: "monkey, then" then something ran down to me. I took it in my hand. I couldn't tell whether it was an alcoholic or brother donkey who threw it to me. Just take it to help me.

I put my feet on the stone wall, crossed my body, pulled the rope with one hand, held the gun back with my right hand, and estimated the position of the rat man. Bang bang was two shots.

The rat man who grabbed my backpack was beaten and screamed and fell down, and the rest wanted to rush up again. How could I let them succeed this time? Then I shouted "pull" at the top, then turned the gun body upside down, and smashed the rat man with the handle of the shotgun until they couldn't reach me.