City Monster Evolver

In the evening of the grassland, a group of heavily armed squads were camping and resting.

It was a group of about 100 rebels, each with weapons on their shoulders, mostly AK47s.

The rest of the equipment is a bit more cluttered, and there are all kinds of them.

The leader was a muscular African with dark skin, white teeth peeking out in the dark. At this time, he was holding a cigarette in his mouth and putting water in the corner of the camp, and the water splashed everywhere, and the red cigarette butt shone in the darkness.

"Boss, why don't we go to war? It's so boring to come here! "

Next to the leader is a young man with an AK47 on his back, who is the bodyguard responsible for keeping the leader safe, and has been following the leader's side. When he talks, he is more casual, and spits in front of the boss from time to time.

"What do you care about so much! Rest assured, the loot they snatched back was our share. The leader shook his crotch as he turned his head to speak.

"You think we're going to have an easy trip? I'm telling you, it's not that simple! "

In the night, most of the rebel soldiers had rested, except for the two of them, who had not returned to their tents.

The rebel squad had separated from the bulk three days earlier and marched in the other direction along the edge of the steppe.

Although it is only a squad of about 100 people, the weapons and supplies are very sufficient. In this part of Africa, wars are frequent, and government and rebel armies fight each other all year round.

But the sudden appearance of this team here still makes people feel very strange.

First of all, they are very well equipped, and even have a tracked tank to follow the team. Although the style of the tank is very old, and the nameplate has been worn out, it is no longer possible to distinguish which country it is and which model it is.

But in terms of firepower, this tank is definitely a big killer. A small team actually had tanks, and it was also separated from the large army, and appeared here at a critical moment in the battle between the two armies.

I have to make people aware of the weirdness in the middle.

The second is that the rebels are clearly looking for something, and it is clear from the route of their advance that they are not advancing very quickly. However, the vigilance was very tight, almost reaching a wartime state of alert.

"Boss, is that thing really around here?" The subordinate lowered his voice and asked.

"I said it, don't ask! No one can talk about it, but if we find it, we will talk about it. The leader said coldly. To know if it's nearby, hold the head on your neck first. "

The subordinates smacked their tongues, and the knowledgeable ones did not speak again.

The leader finished the water and was about to go back to the tent to continue resting. I had just taken a few steps and suddenly stopped.

"What sound?" The leader asked suddenly.

"Boss, what are you talking about? Isn't there any sound? The men vigilantly raised their guns, pulled the safe, and guarded into the darkness.

"No, I heard it very clearly. It came from that place. "

The leader pointed to somewhere in the darkness. There was silence all around, and there was not even the sound of insects.

"Boss, look at what you say here..."

"Shh

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the leader. I saw the leader make a silent motion, and his ears listened carefully towards the place where the sound had just appeared.

There was a rustling sound in the darkness, small but intermittent.

"It's like a bug!" The leader had already bent down, and the whole person was pressed to the ground, and his ears were close to the ground and he listened carefully.

The voice just now suddenly became clearer, and the voice coming from the ground became even clearer. It is indeed the sound of bugs crawling.

And there seem to be a lot of them, with a straight bang. However, there was still no trace in the darkness.

"It's just a bunch of little bugs, it shouldn't matter much, right?" The subordinate whispered.

These are all indigenous Africans, who are very familiar with the animals and plants living in the African savannah, and know their habits very well.

It stands to reason that nighttime is the peak of bug activity, and it should be normal to have these noises.

But the voices heard by the leader were dense and louder, as if some kind of reptile was gathering. And constantly used towards here.

"Bang bang! Bang bang bang! "

Suddenly, several gunshots rang out from the perimeter guard posts. But the gunfire soon died down.

Then came the sound of a frightened howl in the night, the voice of the rebel members in charge of the vigilance.

But soon, the sound was drowned out. The sound of the tide surging and washing over the shore was heard all around.

In the darkness, the high and low bushes swayed incessantly, as if something was passing underneath them.

And at this moment, those unknown creatures are getting closer and closer to the camp, and some of the outlying sentries are screaming in horror, some are firing everywhere, and some are running towards the camp with their legs drawn, shouting: fire, fire, the man-eating monster is coming.

The rebels in the entire camp were awakened by the gunfire and quickly got up and found their positions.

Barriers were placed around the camp, a device to prevent enemy attacks and charges at night, and at the moment there were rebels behind them.

When the rebels who had escaped returned to the camp when they saw that the situation was not good, the leader decisively gave the order to shoot.

Countless bullets shot at the bushes, the muzzle flames lit up the night, the branches were broken by the bullets, and the dirt was knocked away.

"Ceasefire!" The leader gave the order.

The sounds of the jungle seemed to have disappeared, and the night sky had returned to its original silence. The rebels who escaped began to tell their stories.

It turned out that they simply did not find the enemy attacking them.

In the dark, I only saw that my teammates seemed to have been bitten by something, and then the whole person fell to the ground, and soon struggled in the bushes and lost his breath.

One of the rebels who had fled took off his shoes and showed the wounds on his shoes.

I saw a huge incision on the head of the shoe, as if it had been cut by a knife.

The leader lowered his shoes and thought for a moment.

Such a terrifying creature had never appeared in the African savannah, what kind of creature was the rustling sound I heard just now?

He took his petrol-stained torch and lit it, and hurled it towards the dark jungle ahead.

"Bang!" The torch fell to the ground, splashing huge sparks.

I saw tens of thousands of marching ants lying quietly on the ground under the bushes, motionless. _

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