My doomsday girl army

Lighting a cigarette, since the buddy can smoke just now, it proves that cigarettes are not too rare a thing, Liu Xiaomo quietly looked at the soldiers coming and going around.

They were able to cross Wu to get here, and it stands to reason that these places in Funiu Village should have been searched.

After all, there are only dozens of madmen, it is not difficult to kill, but they ignored those villages, went directly here, and set up checkpoints at the toll booth....

What exactly does it mean?

Unless it's like me, going for the treasure... Heading for treasure? That's not right! If they were going for treasure, they probably wouldn't have set up a checkpoint in Ulaina.

Wulai is still some distance from the treasure location.

There are also the 5 orc corpses in the Five Star Village, it should not be the work of these people, and the 5 orcs appear together, I am afraid that they can destroy their slaughter legion.

Can't figure it out....

Choking the cigarette butt, the light was lit there, the deputy regiment commander knocked on the wall again, and the last group of soldiers got out of the car bustlingly, with lewd smiles on their faces.

At 11:30, more than 200 people slept, and the lights on the bus were also extinguished, and seeing that someone sent something again, Liu Xiaomo got up and walked over to line up.

A large box truck opened the carriage, several soldiers climbed up, and pieces of torn clothes like snowflakes were thrown out of the car, and five soldiers distributed under the car.

There are various styles of torn clothes, suits, jeans, T-shirts, and skirts, nine out of nine are stained with blood, and the smell of carrion is choking, touching the tide, it must be the clothes ripped off from the madman's body.

The soldiers lined up, each took two or three pieces into their arms, returned to the inner circle of the camp, all grabbed the position of the campfire, laid out these madmen's clothes, rolled another one to make a pillow, and slept like this.

Liu Xiaomo received a women's long skirt, originally it should be a white skirt, but now in addition to gray is blood, especially at the hem of the skirt is blood, his mother does not know what kind of blood it is a woman, it is said that female madmen also have great aunts, I don't know if it is true or not, and I don't know if they will be extremely irritable in those days.

In addition, there are two half-sleeves, and it is impossible to distinguish between men and women.

He didn't grab a spot by the fire, spread a woman's skirt next to the reel of an empty van in the distance, rolled up a half-sleeve as a pillow, lay down, covered the last half-sleeve, and looked around.

There are 20 minutes left until 12 o'clock, and after 12 o'clock you can use the skill again.

But to be on the safe side, he was ready to wait until after two o'clock in the middle of the night when the soldiers were sound asleep.

"All fucking give Lao Tzu sleep!"

After almost half an hour, the deputy regiment commander who had just watched the car got out of the bus with a satisfied face, tied his pants as he walked, and banged on the wall of the car with a wooden stick in his hand, and began to inspect the soldiers at the base.

A few seconds ago, there were still some whispered conversations in the camp, the deputy regiment commander got out of the car, immediately fell silent, he took the stick and walked around twice, called a soldier, the wooden stick handed to the soldier and ordered twice, walked to the RV and knocked lightly on the door, and went up with a respectful look on his face....

In that RV, it should be the high-level of the Slaughter Legion, Liu Xiaomo watched silently, silently noted it down, and started from that RV in a while.

Gradually, the snoring of the base rose and fell one after another, these soldiers had adapted and were not affected, Liu Xiaomo had been paying attention to the RV side, and also counted the number of soldiers sentry around.

There are 8 sentries, southeast, northwest and southeast, two in one direction, and it is not clear what time they change shifts.

At 1:50, there was no light in the gap between the RV shooting port, and after waiting for another 10 minutes, at two o'clock sharp, Liu Xiaomo quietly got up, pretended to tie his pants and walked slowly towards the toilet.

No one paid attention to himself for the time being, he leaned against the wall of the car and turned the car, and looked at the distance of the two soldiers on duty from 3 large cars here, they faced the dark rice field, and the two people were sitting with their backs against the wall of the car, probably sleeping.

Stepping lightly and fixing himself 1 meter away from the two people, Liu Xiaomo showed a palm-wide and two-meter-long air blade in his right hand.

The air blade is milky white, and under the faint red moonlight, a milky white air flow rolls up and down.

The two soldiers were probably sleeping, but one of them was behind his back, leaning against the car tire, and the air blade cut his neck horizontally, which could cut the tire and make a sound of a puncture.

The right hand was raised slightly, using the bloody moonlight to find the position, and the air blade slowly cut down the top of the two people's heads from top to bottom...

The sleeping soldiers were half-dreaming and half-awake, and suddenly felt a chill on the top of their heads, and before they could react, a cool breath ran down the top of their heads to the roots of their ears, chins, and necks, and it was too late to shout.

Two lines of blood flowed rapidly along the air blade, Liu Xiaomo raised his hand slightly, the blood flow was like a tap faucet, flowing to the tip of the knife, and it flowed to the ground, similar to the sound of a man peeing.

Retracting the air blade, Liu Xiaomo walked back to the inner circle base while tying his pants, walked in the direction of another guard, and lightly bypassed a truck.

"Who?"

The two soldiers behind the car stood up a little nervously, and raised their muzzles at the same time.

With a sudden heart, Liu Xiaomo immediately calmed down, "It's me, Wang Meng of the 3rd Regiment." He casually pulled out a pack of cigarettes in his trouser pocket and pulled one out of his mouth, "Dude, borrow a fire." Seeing

the cigarette and not seeing the man with a gun, the two soldiers were slightly relieved, and one of them took a lighter in his pocket and muttered, "This fire is not borrowed for nothing."

"Oh, of course." Liu Xiaomo smiled and took out a cigarette and handed it to him, but the other person was a little hesitant, and the muzzle of the flat gun was not put down, "Why don't you go to the fire and light the fire?" "

Going." Liu Xiaomo took out another cigarette and stretched out his hand to the soldier, "Aren't they all asleep, if I step on someone, I can't eat sticks?"

What he said made sense, next to the fire was the best place to sleep, seeing that he handed over the cigarette again, the soldier also relaxed his vigilance, shook his head slightly, and walked over, "There is nothing wrong with what you kid said."

He took the cigarette handed by Liu Xiaomo, and another soldier "snapped" and lit the lighter, this soldier slightly probed forward, just lit and took a sip... Silently, Liu Xiaomo's right hand suddenly showed a two-meter-long air blade, slashing horizontally!

Two human bones rolled to the ground, and two headless bodies fell forward silently...

Put away the air blade, quickly grasp the neck collars of the two headless bodies with both hands, and the two streams of blood with body temperature burst into his hands without care.

Grabbing the collars of the clothes of the two people slightly bent over, gently lowered, glanced sideways, the two heads still had a cigarette in their mouths, and their expressions were still the same as before they died...