The filter element of the gas mask had expired. Holding a breath, Jiang Yingxue ran a certain distance before she could put on a brand new gas mask.
This boat runner is extremely skilled at using poison, and he has developed a way to deal with gas masks in such a short period of time.
"What should we do now?
Do you think the boat runner would set up an ambush near the pile of corpses? "
If you want to burn this flock of sheep, you must take a detour upwind of the sheep. This journey is far away and is very easy to be ambushed.
“I’m afraid we don’t have time to burn the bodies.
Another group of Tibetan sheep ran over, and they seemed to have the same symptoms as the previous group. "
The Yanghai tactic constantly consumes Jiang Yingxue's ammunition reserves and energy reserves, which is a very common way of playing.
Faced with this continuous pressure, Bai Ning has come out of the camp to help Jiang Yingxue.
Not long after, crisp gunshots rang out again and again in the camp. A large number of bullets were sprayed towards the swarming sheep, and another road of death was stained red with blood.
The strong smell of blood flowed into the camp along the night wind, and the filter tanks of the gas masks had been replaced.
Sooner or later, they will have to use their bodies to resist the poison mixed with the smell of blood. They don't know what kind of changes will happen to their bodies when this happens.
"How are the people in the camp doing now? They can't have started to riot, right?"
While reloading the spare magazine, Jiang Yingxue casually asked about the possible situation. Judging from the tone, Jiang Yingxue was quite pessimistic about this poisonous attack.
In a positional battle, poison is poured upwind, which is a dead end no matter how you look at it.
"The people in the camp are quiet, but it's more like the calm before the storm, and a sudden huge commotion is brewing.
For these comatose people, I think we should face this bloody storm earlier. "
After saying that, Bai Ning took off the gas mask he was wearing as if he was going crazy.
If Bai Ning hadn't remained calm at this moment, Jiang Yingxue would have thought that he had fallen into some kind of abnormal madness because of the drugs.
"Do you think that the person running the boat is just trying to consume the gas mask resources we have?
In other words, what can really kill us is some kind of poisonous mist that can be blocked by a gas mask.
In order to pave the way for this decisive victory, did the runners stage such a farce of crazy attacks? "
Jiang Yingxue also took off her gas mask and shook her hair. Her relaxed appearance could no longer conceal her fatigue.
I just took off my gas mask, and the air I breathed into my lungs was like a mouthful of rich blood. Could the blood of two to three hundred sheep have such power?
As the greasy smell of blood entered his lungs, a certain uncontrollable excitement also rushed through Jiang Yingxue's mind.
A restlessness is threatening the instinct, constantly spurring this body, trying to instigate Jiang Yingxue to do some crazy moves of dancing and dancing.
The madness of the sheep seems to be a given in this first-hand experience.
There is a problem with these blood, and the problem is huge. Can they really maintain their sanity in such a strong and exciting drug?
Even thinking a little more extreme, under the influence of this external excitement, they are likely to fall into a final state of madness amid the constant killing.
Perhaps there is no need to wait for those bodyguards to riot, the two of them are enough to plunge the entire camp into destruction.
"Try to keep the rhythm of your breathing and don't be affected by the abnormal emotions in your head. Just drink a cup of strong tea to refresh yourself.
Come on, let's burn the body. "
Now that he no longer cared about the abnormal effects of the smell of blood, Bai Ning's next move seemed even more aggressive, and he rushed out with a gasoline barrel.
The distance of tens of meters was reached in an instant, and as the flames poured out, two wildly dancing tongues of fire surged up in the cold stone mountain.
Observing these violently burning corpses at close range and watching the blood on the ground evaporate in the flames, Bai Ning couldn't understand how this phenomenon similar to spontaneous combustion occurred.
Even if special drugs can really cause the instability of animal souls, the phenomenon of restless souls flashing under the influence of external high temperatures still cannot be explained by conventional theories.
At present, it can only be concluded that Captain Dong, a descendant of the Huanlong family, should control some of the secrets related to the soul.
When Bai Ning obtained the dragon-patterned slate before, he felt that the sudden appearance of the slate might come from other surviving clans.
So, after some in-depth reasoning, are the Huanlong Clan, and even the Yulong Clan, also derived from this special ancient clan?
The study of the soul is taboo, but it does not mean that no one studies it, nor does it mean that the existence of research on it is isolated. This clan has some special ties with the Dragon Clan, and has mastered the secret of some special energy. Do you also master the secrets related to the soul to a certain extent?
Thinking of this, Bai Ning became more interested in this insidious Captain Dong.
Based on this, it's not that we can't give him a chance. It just depends on whether he can seize this opportunity.
Like a predetermined attack rhythm, as soon as the fire started, another group of crazy sheep swarmed towards the camp.
As far as the scale of observation from the drone is concerned, this is currently the largest group of sheep, with a visual estimate of more than 300 sheep.
Even if the bullets have a certain penetration effect, it is no longer possible to kill them calmly in the face of dense flocks. Aimless shooting will only consume more bullets than three hundred. This is very difficult for the ammunition in the camp. In terms of reserves, it is an extremely heavy burden.
"Can you prepare an ambush position and use the buried explosives to blow up part of the sheep?"
Under the starlight in the sky, Jiang Yingxue looked at the gray-black figures surging in the distance and asked a suggestion that she knew was impossible.
These sheep were obviously under the control of Captain Dong, and Captain Dong had been secretly observing their every move. Laying a temporary mine was of no use at all.
But using bombs to kill sheep in large quantities was a general direction of thinking. Jiang Yingxue hoped that Bai Ning could come up with a reasonable solution.
"How many large drones are there in the camp?"
The question Bai Ning asked pointed out the possibility of drone bombs, but it greatly weakened the aerial vision in the camp.
"Not much, I can probably use it once or twice."
A strategic reserve that is better than nothing is nothing but a drop in the bucket for Captain Dong, who has a huge flock of several thousand sheep.
"It's a solution. Let's use bullets to kill as many sheep as possible."
Even if a drone can air-blast, the number of sheep it can kill is limited. Exchanging dozens of bullets for one drone is almost equal to more gain than loss.
As soon as the two of them arrived at the predetermined position, the charging sheep had already arrived within 50 meters of the camp. Jiang Yingxue opened fire, and Bai Ning was busy filling the empty magazines with bullets.
The barrel of the gun used to kill more than 300 sheep was already hot. Jiang Yingxue rubbed her hands that were numb from the shock, and looked at the last ram that fell within five meters in front of her, with a solemn look on her face.
The firepower of the camp has been tested by the successive flocks of sheep. As long as the number of the next group of sheep exceeds 400, the camp's defense line will inevitably be overwhelmed.
Even if Bai Ning participated in the strafing, the scheduled number of magazines would be insufficient.
The number of bullets that can be fired from the camp per unit time is limited, and this is the defensive limit of the camp.
“Coupled with a drone bombing, we can probably defend the concentrated charge of two groups of 400 sheep.
After these waves of Tibetan sheep were defeated, even if the boat runner still had some sheep left in his hands, he would still have to spend a lot of time gathering them.
But even if we can get through tonight safely, with our ammunition reserves stretched thin, can we still hold on to tomorrow's night? "
Jiang Yingxue's words sounded like she wanted to retreat, but from Jiang Yingxue's serious expression, we could tell that she was actually out of temper.
He felt humiliated by evacuating this place in such a dejected manner.
I asked this question just to see if Bai Ning had any backup plans.
Or, stay here and bet that they can find the Queen Mother of the West's initial refuge tomorrow.
With this new exploration ruins, the temptation of greater interests may be able to temporarily stop Captain Dong.
As long as there is a buffer time, whether it is airlifting replacement personnel or airlifting ammunition supplies, it will not be a problem.
"Burn this pile of corpses before we talk."
Bai Ning responded lightly while holding the oil drum, seemingly very attached to the pile of corpses that exuded a sweet smell.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yingxue was suddenly shocked. When did she actually taste the sweet smell in the smell of blood?
The poisoning became deeper, coupled with the continuous killing of sheep, so that the blood lust in his heart was completely stimulated, and he became an out-and-out executioner?
Is your psychology so twisted and perverted that you can even get pleasure feedback from killing?
There was a moment of shock in my heart, and I was even more wary of the drugs used by Captain Dong.
Knowing that the poisoning would be worse, why did Bai Ning advocate taking off the gas mask?
Furthermore, what kind of psychological state is Bai Ning in at this time? Has the abnormal instinctive reaction in his heart been pushed to the limit?
If the strength of their souls cannot allow them to withstand this round of poisonous fog offensive, there seems to be no room for maneuver in the future.
Death will be their final destination tonight.
She silently stared at the man in front of her. This man, who was as stable as a mountain in physical form, had inexplicably planted some seeds of comfort in Jiang Yingxue's heart.
There is always a different scenery in dangerous places. Since the end may be known, just like Bai Ning, enjoy all the craziness at this time as much as possible.
Dancing wildly in madness, who will definitely be the ultimate loser?
It's just a poison that can stimulate instinctive desires. Even if it is completely reduced to an instinctive animal that only knows killing, what reason is there to doubt that you will not survive to the end?
Silently following Bai Ning's pace, he poured gasoline decisively, and a fire dragon once again reflected the red and gray rocks on the beach. In the wilderness, the air currents and shadows danced like crazy demons, out of control.
