Chapter 30 Brutal Massacre

Style: Science Author: Yan KunWords: 2660Update Time: 24/01/12 00:02:29
"Machete? Is this a monster you are talking about? Why does it feel like a human being!"

I don't dare not believe Bai Chi's description, nor do I dare to believe it entirely.

Seeing me asking this, Bai Chi smiled awkwardly and said, "To be honest, I was really frightened and confused at the time, and I didn't dare to look carefully. He must have been alone..."

Sure enough, just as I thought, even Bai Chi himself was ambiguous, so it was hard to guess what the monster looked like, but as long as it appeared again, there would always be a chance to see its true appearance. of.

Goatee was the oldest, but he seemed to be the most life-saving among them all. He hid in the center of the crowd, holding a rifle in his hand.

He was still worried about this, and asked Aqiang and the three of them to protect him at all times.

The monster didn't dare to come out during the day. I guessed that it was afraid of light. Just like last night, it always hid in the darkness and never showed up. It must also be afraid of the light in the fire.

So for the sake of safety, I asked Bai Chi to arrange for people to light a few more fires and surround the fires in a circle. The distance between the fires was only three or four meters, so there was no dead space between them.

This did work. As the night got deeper and deeper, the chirping of birds and insects that extended from day to night quickly disappeared without a trace.

Soon someone pointed to the depths of the woods outside the fire and screamed, "Coming... coming...!"

Looking in the direction of the man's finger, he saw the pair of glowing eyes again in the dim forest where the firelight could not reach. It seemed that the glow was a bit brighter than before.

The monster didn't just stay in one place. It seemed that everyone was hiding behind the fire. It began to circle around the entire camp, seeming to be looking for an opening.

But our preparations were perfect and we didn't leave any chance for it.

Slowly, after circling the camp twice, the monster disappeared again.

"Haha, ran away, ran away again!"

As someone shouted, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and celebrated.

But I never let down my guard, because there was deathly silence all around, which meant that the monster did not really leave, but was hiding somewhere and waiting quietly.

What is it waiting for?

A question suddenly flashed in my mind.

Was he waiting for the fire to go out?

This is obviously impossible. The wood we have prepared is enough to burn until the sun rises again. Unless we extinguish the fire artificially, no one will do such a desperate move. Unless he doesn't want to live anymore.

"If you are willing to wait, then wait, but I'm afraid you will be disappointed this time."

Looking at the boundless darkness beyond the fire, I murmured to myself.

Time passed by minute by second, and it was two o'clock in the morning in the blink of an eye. It would only be dawn in an hour or two.

In order to stand the last guard, I specially asked everyone to add all the remaining wood to the fire, making the flames of the fire stronger and stronger to welcome the coming of dawn.

But while we were waiting happily, something happened that made everyone at a loss. It started to rain...

This was no ordinary rain, it was a violent storm, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

It would have been difficult for this level of rain to penetrate the dense canopy, but we never thought that God was deliberately playing tricks on us. A bolt of lightning fell and split the densest canopy above our heads. broken.

The huge tree crown suddenly fell down, landing squarely in the middle of many fires, and several people who had no time to escape were caught underneath. Fortunately, there were not many branches, all were leaves, and no one was injured. The casualties were, at best, just scratched skin.

But as the tree crowns were chopped down by lightning, the shelter that provided us with protection from the wind and rain was gone. The strong winds roared down with heavy rain, ruthlessly ravaging each of us, and even overturned several tents.

There were more than a dozen fires, which were in danger of dying under the pouring rain.

This may be the opportunity that the monster has been waiting for. As the flames of the fire gradually extinguished, those glowing eyes once again appeared in everyone's sight.

"Don't panic, everyone, get together!"

I yelled and rushed in front of everyone, because only I could block the sharp blade attack formed by the airflow.

I intentionally asked everyone to stick together, because only in this way will the hope of survival be greater.

But with the sudden change, everyone panicked and scattered in all directions.

As a result, this situation was exactly what the monster wanted. The monster began to think about the people who were scattered and rushed over. Under the sharp blades of airflow, every living person suffered misfortunes. In just a few minutes, In the blink of an eye, the entire camp was filled with broken limbs and broken arms, and there were cries of mourning.

There were only a few people left behind me. I wanted to help those who were fleeing, but as soon as I left, the people behind me were in danger, including one who was in a coma after taking sedatives. of white snow.

"That monster is afraid of fire. Find a way to make a fire quickly!" I shouted.

Aqiang raised his hand and wiped the rain off his face and said, "How can we light a fire in such a heavy rain?"

I was also anxious. Just like Aqiang said, how could I start a fire in this situation?

If we encounter such a situation elsewhere, we can also use flashlights instead of firelight to disperse the danger.

But since entering the strange rice bowl, not only the mobile phone, but also all electronic products including flashlights have become unusable.

Without the light, we are completely passive, and it is only a matter of time before the entire army is annihilated.

In just ten minutes, the dozen or so people who fled were all dismembered on the spot without exception. At this time, only a few of us and a few brave Bai family men were left. There are only eleven or twelve people.

"What should we do? The soul of the snow dragon has not been found yet, is it going to die here? I am not willing to accept it!"

Goatee hid in the center of the crowd, beat his chest and shouted.

Goatee's shout directly caused the mood of those who had temporarily survived to plummet, and they all felt like mourning. Bai Bing became even more painful.

"I'm still young, I don't want to die!"

"Stop crying, he's not dead yet!"

I scolded her unhappily, but it had some effect. She didn't dare to cry loudly. She closed her mouth and sobbed with a look of grievance and despair.

"Damn it, I have an idea!"

Bai Chi suddenly said this, then turned around and limped wildly to the side.

Seeing his behavior made me feel cold. Could this guy be trying to escape? Just like he was in the mausoleum, he ran away first when he saw that the situation was not going well.

Is this his so-called method? It seems that those who died tragically thought of this method earlier than he did, and the result was that they were all massacred!

But then, Bai Chi actually made a move that made me feel very gratified and admired it from the bottom of my heart.

It turned out that he didn't want to escape, but brought out a tin bucket from a tent that was overturned by the strong wind.

When I saw the iron bucket, I felt happy. I naturally knew what was in that bucket. It was clearly the best fuel, gasoline.

I don’t know who brought this barrel of gasoline, but it was precisely because of this move that it saved the lives of us people.

"Great, Brother Qiang, quickly pour the gasoline into a circle. The bigger the better!"

Bai Chi was injured and had difficulty moving, but Aqiang was different. He took the gasoline bucket and poured it all over in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the last person who escaped to the tree and was arrested also fell to the ground with a miserable wailing sound, and the monster pointed at the last small group of people like us.