Orc Tyrant

Soon, the scavenger boss also came, but he immediately changed his skeptical look.

"It looks delicious, I don't know if he can achieve the effect you want."

"Believe me, he is definitely the most suitable."

Seeing that there is no better way, the scavenger boss nodded.

"Let him try?"

"of course."

Miviman threw him to the ground and then woke him up with a few shakes, which was not gentle.

"Oh my God!"

The first thing the human cook does when he wakes up is to continue his unfinished scream.

"Where am I? Where am I?! What a big gun, what a big gun! You really took me to the front! How long have I been in a coma? What have you done!"

The chef writhed desperately on the ground, making Miviman feel like a fish caught on land. If he was allowed to continue, he might be suffocated by his excessive struggle.

"You were already on the front line,"

The chef only noticed the scavenger boss. This big guy was wearing a battle armor made up of many pieces and pieces. His face was covered with scars. Compared with the greasy mechanic, he was naturally fierce.

Subsequently, the scavenger boss pointed to the temporary kitchen that had been built tens of meters away.

"Have you never left the kitchen?"

"?"

Ignoring the scavenger boss, the fat cook stared at the head of the camp flag, and muttered to himself in a shrill voice.

"This dream takes a long time..."

"It depends on whether you live until the day you wake up."

Suddenly, Miviman's feelings flared up in the fat cook's consciousness, sorry to break his daydream.

"...You are right, boss!"

Turning around to escape, the Fat Chef's tone suddenly became frightened.

"I'm still going back to the kitchen to stir up..."

"Man, I heard how many dumb craftsmen you have under your hand?"

"Yes, there are a few, what's up."

"You set up a stone thrower and a bunch of grenades."

"Oh, then I will arrange it."

Hearing these words, the chef's face was as white as butter. It was obvious that Miviman's threat to him was becoming a reality, so he stopped.

"Uh... Boss, I, I know I was wrong."

After half an hour-

"What are you doing?"

Ding jingle bells, the clear and melodious percussive sound attracted a guy who shouldn't have appeared.

Miviman’s old customer, drag racing boss Gogu somehow swayed here. After stopping his heavy motorcycle, he pointed to the wooden pile built by the mechanic.

"What is this?"

"This is a stone thrower, a tough thing, uh... although it's not very far."

As Miviman said, he glanced at the trembling fat chef in the kitchen.

"And it's good for morale."

"There seems to be something wrong with my car wheel, you can show it."

"You have to wait for him to finish the business here before he can help you, Gogu."

The scavenger boss came over with a cigarette in his mouth, and the index finger of his right hand hooked the holster of the pistol, and kept spinning.

"Speaking of mechanics, the shrimp rice is almost ready? Now that the morale of the boys is high, and another day is about to end, when will the offensive be launched?"

"Immediately, proceed as planned."

Miviman pointed to the fat chef. The big pot of rice he made was ready, and the aroma was overflowing. The kid and the **** slobbered nearby. If it weren't for the boss to give the order to death, and shot two guys who stole the mouth, They have eaten up those delicious hot food long ago.

"We will organize a feint soon. I believe those shrimps will definitely show up to resist. At that time..."

The scavenger boss nodded in agreement and touched his chin again.

"Sounds good, but if there is a mistake..."

"Then all dirty cars will join the offense, and I will personally lead the team to level the place,"

After that, Miviman's eyes and footsteps turned to the trembling guy, and now the fat Xiami was carrying hundreds of lives and a lot of parts, and he didn't even know it.

"Hey, shrimp."

The chef's timid eyes made it impossible for the craftsman to associate it with the war, which made his heart go up and down.

"You have to make sure your voice is loud enough for a while."

The fat cook shook his head and nodded again, after Miviman touched the holster and pointed to the stone thrower.

After another half an hour of preparation, the boys all wiped their guns and loaded them, the scavenger boss said:

"Ready."

Miviman nodded and watched the sun slanting westward projecting the arm shadow of the stone thrower onto the ground, like a mountain rift that could swallow everything.

Boom boom boom~~!

A new round of bombardment of twelve dirty vehicles and tanks cleared up several exposed firepower points in the human positions. After several trials, the boys began to follow the gunpowder and eat the ashes.

Compared with Oak's fanfare, the human position appears quiet.

Miviman followed up in the middle of the team calmly. Perhaps his smile was a little different, but he felt that it was indeed a strange feeling of dislocation.

"Get some momentum! A volley!"

In line with the usual fighting style, the scavenger boss gave the order.

The boys shouted "waaaagh!", and then the iron sheet hiding in the humans was a volley that was a waste of ammunition because of the lack of range. The flames of thousands of big guns were spectacular for a while, making the mechanic's vision blurred. .

"Uh, although it sounds courageous, it's a waste of ammunition..."

"Kill them!"

Miviman's words were interrupted by a burst of gunfire. Watching the grenades that looked like heavy rain with various shells and bullets were violently storming in front, the mechanic suddenly cold sweat broke out from behind.

Humans really started to fight back.

"Shoot on the spot!"

So apart from advancing a few hundred meters, the situation seemed to return to the sit-in.

"It's your turn!"

With a wave of Miviman, the boys put the fat cook behind the front bunker, along with a large bucket of stewed vegetables and toasted bread he prepared.

"Give you!"

The mechanic threw a big horn into the hands of the chef, which was originally used by the scavenger boss commander, and there was still a halitosis lingering on it.

"Uh……"

The chef was in for a while, but when he saw the boys pushing the stone thrower up, he immediately raised the horn. When he said that his head was completely retracted in the bunker, he said loudly in a shivering tone:

"Brother, brothers! You, you have nowhere to go!"

Ding~!

As a fire broke out from the horn, the cook shrank into a ball with a scream. Miviman looked at the gunhole on the horn, and put it back into the cook's hand.

"What are you afraid of! What about the thousands of kids! Go on!"

"Brothers soldiers! The old and the bosses said it! As long as you surrender now and lay down your weapons, your lives will be guaranteed and guaranteed!"

"Fuck you! You traitor who deserves to go to hell!"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice erupted from the other side, but it seemed very weak.

"I, I didn't lie! Didn't I live well too! Soldier brothers! I, I know you have been hungry for many days! There is food here and here! The boss prepared it for you! Think about it, be hungry! What an injustice to die!"

At this moment, when there was no movement on the other side, Miviman quietly raised his head and glanced, then turned his head and waved. The boys put a few breads on the stone thrower, and then only a few shadows flew across the sky.

After a while, the mechanic's flexible ears heard some commotion in the human position, but he quickly returned to calm.

"Bros……"

The cook just yelled, then scratched his head, and then looked down at the paper in his hand. This was a word written by Miviman looking for a guy in the overlord camp, just for fear that the cook would forget it.

"... Soldier brothers! If you die here! What about the relatives in the family? Boss said, this time I didn't come to kill people! It was your name...Shadow...Prince of Shadows! Repeatedly wanted to assassinate the boss. Our boss! But he didn't dare to come and let you die! Think about it, is such a man worth his life!"

"Really! Don't kill people?"

This time, the other side changed a voice. When Miviman heard that there was a scene, he nodded violently at the cook.

"Yes, yes! Boss promised not to kill!"

Ten minutes later, a few officers-like people walked out of the human position, with white flags still held in their heads, and everyone looked very haggard and haggard.

"We are willing to surrender, but hope that you can guarantee the safety of everyone's lives."

When he came to Ouke’s position, facing the kid who surrounded them and the scavenger boss with a fierce look, the officer headed only said this.

The scavenger boss glanced at Miviman, the mechanic nodded and stepped forward.

"Okay, I promise, I'm a mechanic next to the overlord, and I can make a decision on this matter."

The officer looked at him, then sighed, turned around and waved the white flag in his hand towards the position.

Soon, one by one, ghost-like soldiers emerged from the position, dragging heavy steps, and raising their guns above their heads.

"what are you doing!"

Suddenly, the scavenger boss let out a roar, and the boys immediately raised their guns. The fat cook who was preparing to deliver the meal shuddered. When he looked back, he found that the officer had pulled out the pistol on his waist.

He pointed the muzzle at his temple, then glanced at the cook, squeezing a smile on his face.

"Thank you……"

boom!

The gunfire sounded and the officer fell to the ground and died.