The woods around the stockade are also a barrier to the hot air.

The cat bent into the woods, and Ye Chen had already passed through the woods and entered the stockade.

In the woods, there are still a few rough traps, perhaps to defend against fierce beasts, but they can't get into Ye Chen's eyes.

Soon came to the big tree on the inside of the stockade, and at this time, the gunshots were still ringing out sporadically.

There is also a ring of wooden fences, more than three meters high, outside the stockade, which forms another barrier.

Ye Chen did not rush in, but after choosing a relatively thick tree, he grabbed the rough bark with both hands and turned over the tree like a spirit monkey.

The body was basically recovered, and the legs were fine, stepping on the leaf dust hidden in the canopy of the tree pole, and soon came to the highest place.

Stretching out his hand to push away the lush leaves, looking from here, the small village in front of him is basically clear at a glance.

Next, the bloody scene came into Ye Chen's eyes, making him frown and his eyes shoot angry murderous aura.

The whole tribe is not large, only twenty or thirty round earthen houses similar to the mountain tribes.

In the middle of the building, which is built in a circle, there is a square of about three to five hundred square meters.

By this time, half of the house had been set on fire, and the house itself was made of loess and hay, and was covered with thatch.

Once it encounters fire, it will be ignited in an instant, emitting billowing black smoke and rising into the air.

In the billowing smoke, corpses fell on the square in the middle, and there were more than twenty corpses.

Most of them were male corpses, but there were also young children and elderly women inside.

At this time, several hunters with guns on their backs were throwing corpses into the burning houses on the side.

Their complexions are black and white, they wear camouflage uniforms, tactical vests, and military boots, although the colors and weapons are different, but they all wear uniform armbands on their right arms, and like the hunters killed by Ye Chen, they are all signs of a giant bear opening its mouth and roaring.

There were talks and laughs, but they didn't feel anything wrong with the bloody scene in front of them.

It was as if these were not human corpses, but beasts without emotion.

"Run! Run! ”

A shout came from the corner, and a short figure from the corner ran out of the corner with the shout of a tall hunter.

The unclothed child was only about three or four years old, and he ran as hard as he could, but he didn't know how to escape.

In the midst of a loud cry, a burst of bullets whistled, and the young man fell to the ground and died in an instant.

"Good marksmanship!"

The guy on the side was still laughing, boasting about the guy who shot a young child.

"It's much cooler than hunting, hurry up and see how those guys are doing, Lao Tzu is going to be cool too!"

The tall hunter carried his gun behind his back, walked up to the child with a wicked grin, and reached out and grabbed his withered, emaciated corpse.

As if carrying a rabbit, he was ruthlessly thrown into the fire, without the slightest sense of guilt, and he didn't care.

Everything in front of him was all in Ye Chen's eyes, and his heart was dripping blood, and his eyes were already bloodshot.

This is war, this is the battlefield, as a soldier, Ye Chen deeply understands what war is.

Compared with those angry youths who can only shout on the keyboard, he knows the cruelty of the battlefield, and he knows the responsibility of a soldier.

If the war spreads to your own country, it will always be civilians who will be injured in the end, especially those who shout and kill on the keyboard all day long, and then they will definitely be the first to shout for peace or the first to surrender and mutiny, because they have no sense of responsibility from the beginning to the end.

Sen Leng's gaze swept across the audience, and Ye Chen's feet flew through the air like an eagle.

Taking advantage of the fact that the attention of the five or six guys in the square was not directed towards him, Ye Chen jumped over the tall wooden fence and landed in the stockade.

A tumbling, six or seven meters high falling Ye Chen unloaded the momentum, and had already come to the outside of a house.

He had come here because he had heard the shouts of women and the lewd laughter of men coming from the two rooms from above.

There is no need to look at it, Ye Chen has already guessed what is happening in this room, these emotionless beasts are probably having fun in time.

Reaching out, the dagger seized at his waist was already in his hand, and through the palm-sized vent, Ye Chen looked into the room.

This kind of low house, not separated by mountains, is completely a house, and everything in it is clear at a glance.

I saw that in this house, three indigenous women were imprisoned here, and they were wailing in pain without a shirt.

They tried to struggle, but judging by the blood on the corners of their mouths and their bruised noses and swollen faces, their struggles were meaningless.

And the three hunters who took off their pants were pressing on their bodies, smiling obscenely, and not forgetting to communicate with each other.

The foul language carries a kind of wanton insult of the king, and the woman under them is just a tool for them to vent.

A few people are still discussing, and they will catch them back and play slowly, and it is really not fun to play only once.

Talking and laughing, but not knowing that death had arrived, he flicked his wrist with the flying knife, and a cold light shot out.

Ye Chen couldn't tolerate such viciousness, although he knew that it was dangerous for him to make trouble through the window, but as a bloody man, he really couldn't tolerate it.

"Poof!"

One guy was still galloping, but he didn't want his neck to be hot, and he fell to the ground on his back.

The dagger was left with only the grip left, and the entire blade pierced through his neck, and in just a moment, he went to hell.

"Poof! Burst! ”

Before the people on either side could understand it, the other two daggers had already shot through the palm-sized window.

With the screams of the three women, the three hateful souls who were still bullying others just now were sent to hell.

"What's wrong!"

The woman's scream immediately alerted the hunters who were still burning the corpses in the square.

With their guns in hand, they were already aiming their guns at the premises.

And a hunter next door rushed out of the door as soon as possible, but at this moment, the figure flashed, and the right side of Ye Chen's dagger pierced his neck.

"Da Da Da!"

Blood splattered, he didn't even look to see who killed him, and Ye Chen had already picked up the automatic rifle he was holding and shot at the hunter who pounced.

With a guy lying on his back in a pool of blood, the rest of the hunters instinctively pulled the trigger, and their companions who didn't care about it were standing in front of Ye Chen.

"Puff puff!"

The bullet was fired into the hunter's corpse, but Ye Chen had already rolled and hid behind the house, the killing was just beginning, Ye Chen would let these guys completely enjoy the horror of death.

In the past few days, I have seen some readers ask me questions in the reader Q&A, because the system automatically returns if I miss it, and I will definitely read it often in the future, so as not to miss the information, and I can ask questions again if necessary

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