Three or four hundred fully armed sweepers were enough to raid the wilderness and crush any enemy who dared to stand in front of them. The severe situation facing the Black Flag Camp is far worse than encountering the beast tide.

Compared with mutants, camp soldiers have no advantage in individual combat effectiveness, not to mention that everyone is very tired. Most of the soldiers are injured, so how can they continue to fight?

Yun Ying was even more worried about the sweeper. He was the only one who knew the entire camp. It was no coincidence that a sandstorm just now.

This is most likely a masterpiece of someone or a weapon.

Yunying is hard or unimaginable. What kind of thing can create this natural power. People always feel fear in the face of unknown and mysterious things and cannot explain things. Yunying is of course no exception, so he feels that the motivation and background of this sweeper are unfathomable.

The two sides confronted each other one or two hundred meters apart.

The sweeper doesn't seem to be in a hurry to attack immediately.

A man who was covered in a ragged cloak walked out of the car, covering his face with a big hood, could not see his face and appearance clearly. However, compared to the murderous and restless mutant, he seemed very strangely calm.

This kind of calm is not even felt the rhythm of breathing. If you stand still, it is no different from a sculpture in a cloak!

Yunying showed a special detail.

Even the most hideous, terrifying and powerful ogres, when the mysterious man walked past him, they immediately took the initiative to make a small way out and let the mysterious man pass by him, as if they were afraid that it would block him.

These monsters have very little thinking ability left. Even so, they can clearly distinguish between strength and weakness, be aware of who is the real leader, and have a deeper understanding of what the price will be paid for disobedience.

This memory has been deeply imprinted in the soul in the simplest and most crude way.

That's why he almost instinctively acted like this!

The atmosphere of the whole audience was solemn as if falling into a ball of cement, like walking on a dangerous steel wire. Everyone had to be careful when breathing, fearing that a slight change might destroy the fragile balance.

The man in a cloak slowly walked to the front step by step.

Yunying stared at the guy and tried to find a difference.

No matter how hard I try, I can't feel the strange fluctuations. It's not him, it's not him!

Such a sweeping group covered in steel armor, holding heavy blunt weapons, various machetes, axes, crossbows, firearms, and even formed a convoy and armed with teeth could never have emerged out of thin air. Why have you never heard of this strength before?

The two captains of the camp elite group were very confused.

Why didn't the sweeping regiment come in with all their might? The current confrontation leaves the camp soldiers to breathe. Why do they have to do this? Are they absolutely strong confidence? What are they waiting for? Or what are they worried about?

The bow is full of strings.

Bullets loaded.

No matter what the sweeper thinks, the camp guards reorganize their defenses, but everyone knows that the camp side has no advantage now. If such a battle starts, no matter who wins or loses, at least most of these people who participate in the battle will be killed, and even the entire camp will be washed away!

The atmosphere in the audience was so serious that it was almost suffocating.

The figure in the cloak, like a sculpture, moved slightly, and raised a pale paper-like face from the hood. The pale complexion of the skin was like a plaster sculpture without anger. His eyes were pitch black like endless night. When he blinked, his eyelids were not close together, but a layer of dark red film on the left and right was about to close, so it made people feel very strange.

The mysterious man pointed at the camp: "This camp belongs to us."

His tone was very casual, as if he made a decision that seemed not too difficult, such as eating a piece of bread in front of him or picking a wild flower on the side of the road. His voice was sharp and gloomy, with indescribable weird twists and gloomy.

The camp looked very good.

The mysterious man continued, “Surrender!”

Yunying's face also became strange. Aren't the sweepers killing and looting, sweeping around like locusts? Now these sweepers actually want to occupy this camp for the purpose? This is too strange!

How could anyone agree to this request? Those big ogres can eat a living person at every meal without even vomiting bones!

No matter how stupid you are, you will not be so stupid that you can save food for the sweepers!

In the face of this obvious provocation, a thin young man stood up. He was the second captain of the elite group, a man nicknamed Wolf. His eyes were filled with anger: "Ask me if I agree with my knife first! Come and get it if I have the affair!"

There was a sound of cursing in the camp.

People are not angry by this guy's arrogant attitude, but now they can only use this method to increase their morale that will soon fall to the bottom.

"There's nothing more."

The cape man raised his hand gently, his whole movement was very casual, as if he was greeting his neighbor on a sunny morning, but before making the final decision, he glanced at something around him as if he was waiting for.

After looking around, the mysterious man paused for several seconds, trying to wait for something to not appear as he wished. His eyes faintly showed disappointment, and his voice was as cold as ice and filled with the breath of death, clearly echoing in everyone's ears.

"Okay, then kill all of you!"

So casual.

So direct.

It's not like taking a difficult task, ordering others to drink a glass of water in front of them, simple and without any room for argument.

In front of the mysterious sweeper, maybe these campers are all a group of bugs that can be killed by slaughtering them!

"Ho huh!"

The sweepers have been waiting for this order for too long!

More than a dozen ogres began to take steps and began to move forward. At least a hundred thugs followed closely behind the ogres. The rough, simple but very thick iron armor made a clanging sound, like a rusty old-fashioned locomotive. Each step slight shocked the ground, but it was firm and powerful. The flesh and blood bodies in front were destined to be crushed to pieces.

The black flag camp guards were shocked and frightened.

Will it start so soon? I thought I would confront you for a while, at least replenish the consumed arrows and ammunition, but who knew that these damn sweeping groups would actually fight without any drag.

The bear quickly yelled: "Shoot the arrow! Shoot the fire!"

The camp soldiers fired their bows, crossbows and guns together, but the formation was too messy and the firepower could not be concentrated at all.

More than a dozen huge ogres raised their arms to protect their eyes. The thick steel armor on their bodies was enough to protect all the vital parts. These ordinary arrows or bullets could not cause fatal damage at all.

"careful!"

"They are here!"

More than a dozen monsters rushed into the crowd with earth-shaking steps.

The ogre's hand was a large iron hammer weighing hundreds of kilograms, which was no different from a small wooden stick. They raised their heavy hammers high, enough to smash five or six cows into the middle of the crowd.

boom!

The two of them were crushed into flesh and blood like broken glass!

When the fierce force hit the ground, it seemed that the earth was trembling itself, making people feel a shock in their feet. The violent momentum and power set off a wave of momentum, which shocked the surrounding people to the ground.

The camp warrior stabbed through the spear, and even through the gaps in the armor, it was difficult to pierce the ogre skin.

The ogre giant hammer swept casually, and the human body flew far away like a baseball.

The second, the third, the fourth...

These monsters moved forward frantically, covered in thick steel armor without fear of any attacks. Every time they waved the hammer, they crushed all the human bodies they could touch and turned into a mixture of flesh and blood.

Every burly ogre was surrounded by a group of thugs holding homemade steel shields and big axes.

Although these wilderness thugs do not have the amazing body and strength of ogres, they are also the best among the wilderness sweepers. Each body is about two meters tall, twice as thick as an ordinary human. The iron shield in the left hand can block any attack, and the battle axe in the right hand tear the human body apart like cutting vegetables.

A group of mild and moderate mutants holding crossbows and firearms are behind them.

These mutants do not have the strong melee ability of the first two, but they have mild and moderate mutations, and have smarter and clearer heads than highly mutated sweepers, so they are responsible for sniping and intercepting with distant weapons, so they are specifically responsible for shooting and killing dangerous targets.

The crossbows of the sweeping group are specially made. Each arrow shot is extremely powerful and its accuracy is creepy. It all penetrates directly from the forehead to the back of the head. Almost none of the people who were shot were spared.

Some people ride lizards or motorcycles in wilderness, holding sickles or long weapons, are responsible for clearing out both sides.

Such a complex team combination and such a powerful force lineup, the strength of this sweeping regiment is undoubtedly revealed, almost a one-sided massacre!

The camp soldiers had no room for resistance!

The soldiers were wailing and screaming at the dying dying, and the sound of bones breaking and deforming muscles, as well as arrows, bullets and tearing air screaming, one after another, intertwined together, and finally formed a concerto that would be unforgettable, turning into a vast ocean of fear, which could drown any strong warrior and make their fighting spirit disappear.

Yun Ying had seen and experienced many fierce battles. He knew very clearly that the gap in strength between the two sides was too big, and even if the camp soldiers tried their best to resist, it would be useless. Their resistance was of no value.

The sweeper's ruthless attack crushes all hope!

The combat effectiveness of the two sides seems to be not on the same level!

The tragic war was even more ten times more serious than the beast tide last night!

The pale and mysterious man in a hood quietly watched the massacre in front of him, just like enjoying a good show after a free meal. He seemed to have no idea of ​​taking action.

Yunying has a kind of intuition.

The combined danger level of the ten ogres is not as good as this guy. There is also a huge gap between masters like mad dogs and cunning foxes. The reason why they don’t take action now is simply that there is no need to take action.

How should this war end?

Where should the Black Flag Camp go?
Chapter completed!