Valley Hall

This crossbow arrow is no ordinary crossbow arrow.

There is a small hole in the tip of the crossbow arrow, which is filled with poison brought from South America.

It is said to be extracted from the back of a frog, and the sight of blood sealing its throat is no longer enough to describe its power.

The local natives used blow darts to blow the monkeys on the tree twice.

The monkey died before it fell from the tree to the ground!

What's more, the poison on the tip of this crossbow arrow is several times that of a hunter.

"Captain, the surrounding area has been cleaned up." Yue Zhongqi ran to Nian Gengyao's side with her waist down.

The rainwater hit the camouflage uniform, but it couldn't penetrate, making a "bang" and "bang" sound.

"Well done!" Nian Gengyao nodded.

“It rained heavily, which helped us a lot.

Those sentries have all hid in those small collapsed houses, and they are all smoking, so they are easy to find."

"Smoking, they still smoke?" Nian Gengyao's eyes widened.

If Ming army soldiers smoked while standing sentry, they would be whipped.

Even new recruits know that when standing guard at night, a lit cigarette butt is a fucking bullet attractor.

"Yes, they were all captured by us. I guess they won't take them back very much!"

"Oh shit!

Spread the word and leave no one alive.

We don’t need prisoners!”

Nian Gengyao issued a cold order.

Ever since these people attacked the Ming Army transport team and killed all the Ming Army troops on the spot, they had no way to survive.

"promise!"

Yue Zhongqi's figure disappeared like a civet cat.

Soon, dozens of figures sneaked in the darkness to a workshop filled with Ukrainian guerrillas.

Snipers were lurking in the surrounding ruins, on top of buildings, houses, or even trees.

After Nian Gengyao saw everyone entering the fighting position, he made a gesture to the gunner beside him.

The gunners holding grenade launchers picked up smoke bombs and threw them into the workshop.

Victor had just fallen asleep when he heard several slight "dong" and "dong" sounds.

The sound of Ukrainian guerrillas snoring was everywhere, and these few soft sounds could not attract people's attention at all.

Several Ukrainians who were hit by smoke bombs only rolled over.

Victor didn't pay much attention, thinking that someone had dropped something.

With five to six hundred people crowded into such a large workshop, it's impossible for there to be no sound at all.

But soon, violent coughing sounds came from the workshop.

The light of the bonfire was quickly obscured by the light of the smoke.

In the smoke, those gentle "dong" and "dong" sounds still sounded continuously.

Soon, the coughing and coughing sounds went from one or two to one.

Victor woke up suddenly and opened his eyes to find that the entire workshop was foggy.

The coughs and coughs of his men were getting louder and more frequent.

Many people seem to be coughing their lungs out!

Victor's first reaction was that he was on fire, but he soon regained consciousness.

There can't be so much smoke in a fire. Many of those windows don't even have window frames. Even if there is a fire, the smoke will dissipate quickly.

"Go on and burn out all the smoke bombs you brought."

Nian Gengyao outside continued to issue orders. This time, they brought two large boxes with more than a hundred smoke bombs.

These smoke bombs are not ordinary smoke bombs, but smoke bombs with a certain amount of chlorine mixed in them.

If chlorine gas was not effective in producing smoke, Nian Gengyao would have carried all chlorine gas bombs.

The coughing sounds had become a continuous sound, and Victor, who was leaning inside, felt that his throat was sweet and there was a burning sensation.

"No! It's a smoke bomb. Run, the Ming army is coming." Victor, who had received professional training, quickly understood what was going on.

But in such a noisy environment, who would listen to him?

Countless Ukrainians were running around like rats, even if it was raining heavily outside, they would rush out of the window.

In the darkness, two lights suddenly rose in the sky.

The entire workshop and surrounding areas are illuminated brightly.

As soon as those Ukrainian guerrillas came out, a scorching bullet would hit them.

The snipers all shot in the chest. Even if the Ukrainians survived on the ground, most of them could not move.

Suddenly, Ukrainian guerrillas could be heard wailing all around the workshop.

But the smoke bombs were fired one after another. Within five minutes, the entire workshop was filled with smoke.

The visibility is only a little over one meter, and no one can be seen a little further away.

All that could be heard was a coughing sound.

The gunshots outside were not dense, but they were very accurate.

Almost every Ukrainian guerrilla who jumped out was assigned a bullet.

Only a few unlucky ones were given two bullets.

Victor could no longer see anything clearly, and he bumped into several people in the darkness.

The people in the workshop are all high-rise, and they are far away from the windows, because on rainy days, the wind will blow the rain in.

It's over now, they ran the farthest distance.

Their line of sight was blocked, and they couldn't find their way at all, running around like headless flies.

What's even more terrible is that as the smoke becomes thicker and thicker, their eyes also have a severe burning sensation.

Many people were so painful that they burst into tears and did not dare to open their eyes at all.

The pain of the smoke quickly drove people into madness.

The two people who collided started just yelling at each other, but soon they were shooting each other with guns.

They were just venting their anger alone, but Bullet didn't know who was one of their own and who was the enemy.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, cough cough cough cough...!"

Just as Victor opened his mouth to shout a few words, he choked and almost coughed out his lungs.

He knew that this time the situation was more dangerous than bad.

But his mind was still quick, and he soon lay on the ground, crawling and groping on the ground.

I quickly found the wall and then groped my way along the base of the wall.

In this way, you can quickly climb out where there is a window.

If you dig out, you may be shot to death by bullets, but there may be a glimmer of hope, but here you will be suffocated to death.

Between being smoked to death and being beaten to death, Victor was even more looking forward to being beaten to death.

Nian Gengyao was lying on top of a ruin, looking down from a high position, with flares already hitting the sky.

Although the heavy rain shortened the duration of the flares a lot, he carried enough.

From now on, it will be no problem to fight until dawn.

His special operations team members shot these damn Ukrainian guerrillas like target targets.

These people are all dressed like Ukrainian farmers, and many of them are wearing camouflage uniforms.

Although it was his first time fighting, Nian Gengyao still felt depressed.

This is too unchallenging. This is simply not actual combat, but target shooting.

He felt even more angry at Ao Canghai for entrusting them with such a task.

The commander-in-chief said it well, the dragon soul is the sharpest tip of the Ming Dynasty's sword.

Now the tip of the knife is used to kill chickens...
Chapter completed!