The stranger who broke into the cave was wearing a thick sealing suit and a huge closed helmet, just like a diver or a laborer in an engine room, and was carrying an oversized package behind his back.
Just when Hank Evans was at a loss, the monster walked up to Rozim and said in a weird Gothic accent:
"Boss, haven't I seen you for a long time? Have you missed me?"
Rozim nodded with a smile.
"I think so, I really want to."
"Boss, I've prepared a big gun for you."
Looking at the strange-looking firearm that was handed over by the other party, which was half a man's height, Rozim stroked it and admired:
"Wow, so beautiful, so beautiful."
"Boss, is it?"
Hank Evans, who was on the ground, got up at this time. He looked at the interaction between the two in confusion. In his memory, there seemed to be no such person in the battle group.
Rozim smiled slightly and said:
"Kelen, one of my helpers, has been installed in the cargo hold before. He has been making small items on weekdays. Your multifunctional blender is made of it."
Hank Evans nodded thoughtfully. That thing was really easy to use. It was small and light. It was not only easy to use for stirring, but also in other aspects——
But...ahem, Rozim would probably kill him if he knew, so he decided not to praise it.
At this time, Rozim glanced outside the cave entrance and found that it was still dark.
Suddenly, the experienced cook narrowed his eyes and seemed to notice something. He immediately picked up the gun that Keren had given him and shot wildly at the entrance of the cave.
A green beam of light shot out from the muzzle of the gun, instantly splitting a prostrate figure at the entrance of the hole into two pieces, showing how powerful it was.
"They're coming!"
Hank Evans suddenly screamed.
"They're chasing us."
"Stop making noise! Just do it!"
They moved quickly, and even the mysterious Karen quickly entered combat mode and pulled out a large shotgun from the package at the back.
In the next eight minutes, various weapons fired at each other crazily. The six cultists had reached the entrance of the cave, but without cover, they had no choice but to be shot.
The three of them took full advantage of the slope and bunkers inside the cave to suppress the enemies at the entrance.
Outside the cave, more than a dozen corpses slid onto the crimson ice, stirring up countless ice dust.
After killing the last one, Rozim began to scan the valley floor with his telescope.
"We can't stay here forever."
His implication was simple, this firefight would bring a swarm of enemies.
Then he kicked the ice at the entrance of the hole.
"In a while, this place will turn into a tomb made of ice. Sooner or later, they will surround us, knock down the ice cliff and bury us. We must act, and fast!"
So they quickly gathered their things, and within a minute, three cloaked figures were running down the hillside and into the cold dawn wind.
"Kelen, has your Will-O-Wisp 4 arrived?"
While running, Rozim panted and asked the followers around him.
"I brought it. I drove it from heaven to here."
"Where to stop?"
"We'll be there just a little further on!"
"Boss! There seems to be something going on!"
Hearing these words, Rozim turned his head and looked back, seeing countless lights shaking in the ice valley where they were before. The roar of countless vehicles among them was obscured by the sound of the wind and could be vaguely heard.
"Hurry and hide first."
They dug a foxhole nearby as a temporary shelter and covered it with a layer of ice and snow. With this temporary cover, they watched the vehicles pass by 500 meters away from them.
These vehicles converted from civilian trucks are driven by crude internal combustion engines, blowing darker smoke into the cold wind. The huge steering wheels of each vehicle are tied with thick chains to maintain traction. The wheels were replaced by sleds or tracks. And each vehicle is equipped with heavy weapons on the roof or rear.
They roared past, spewing clouds of ice and dust, close enough that one could see the Chaos markings on the sides of their battered vehicles and smell the stench of their burning fuel.
After the convoy passed, Karen was about to move. But Rozim pulled him back.
"They know how fast we can run and will definitely turn around."
Sure enough, a minute later, the roar of an engine reached their ears.
These vehicles were speeding and searching along the road that the two came from, as if they were carefully looking for something they had missed. One of the vehicles drove westward, and the other continued to speed forward.
A fourth car followed their path, circling in the ice and dust before heading towards the trio.
They were trapped, and they couldn't run because there was no cover in the area except to expose themselves if they escaped from the foxhole.
As they huddled in their foxholes and watched, a car slowed down and one of them, a burly cultist clad in chains and skulls, jumped out as if inspecting the ground for traces, while another entered from the side with a heavy weapons cannon. Bit.
The vehicles are getting closer.
Rozim turned to Hank Evans and nodded toward the laser gun in his hand.
"As the saying goes, a man who can't snipe is not a good cook. Kill that gunner."
"Not the driver?"
"If the gunner dies, then the driver can only drive. If the driver dies, the gunner can still fire. Aim at the gunner, and then kill the one on foot."
Hank Evans nodded, breathed a few breaths into the scope to melt the ice on the lens, and loaded a new energy magazine as quietly as possible.
Although the wind was howling, the sound of metal collision could still be heard.
The truck turned around, and the harsh light illuminated the edge of their foxhole. Hank Evans took aim. He was still confident in shooting. Rozim only chose him because he was in the Chapter Servants Association. Won the championship three times in a row in the 'Eggplant Shooting' contest.
Hank Evans carefully aimed at the outline of the vehicle behind the lights, getting closer and closer...
At the moment when he was almost in front of his eyes, he fired.
Accompanied by a loud and fiery gunshot, in the darkness, two tracks as bright as lightning came straight towards the car body, followed by a series of fierce explosions.
The truck began to veer to one side, hit an ice wall, and came to a slow stop.
The second light was exactly the trajectory of Rozim's shooting.
Hank Evans accurately hit the gunner, but the laser penetrated the gun emplacement, igniting the ammunition box and blowing up the heavy weapon. The gunner's smoking body hung from the burning weapon.
Under the gaze of the three people, countless bullets overheated and exploded like fireworks.
The driver was also dead, with the back of his head and neck covered with shrapnel from explosive ammunition.
"Groove him!!"
Then, the three of them threw off the cover, hurriedly ran out of the foxhole and ran towards the truck.
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