Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 380

The gravel zone formed by rugged rocks and canine teeth resembles the remains of a mountain after the disintegration and collapse of a large mountain, and the sky is full of yellow sand that is rushing into the camp of the rebel army.

In a simple barracks built with rough iron frames, the low-wattage lampshade swayed back and forth, and a crude map was placed on the table. Farafra leaned against the edge of the table and wiped the prosthesis of his right hand with a dirty rag. , The brows on his face were squeezed into a hard lump.

Since the rebel army was split into two halves, part of it surrendered to Krokdal, and quickly turned towards each other to block the entrance and exit of the main road on the gravel ground, the remaining rebel army could only huddle in the gravel zone and linger.

“Damn it, Koza is right, this is a naked conspiracy.”

The division of the insurgents and the speed of their rebellion were so rapid that Farafra had to reflect on Kosha’s words before his death. In hindsight, there were indeed many places with unusual weirdness.

“Even if it is a split or a rebellion, it is impossible to be so thunderous. The only explanation is that the interior of the rebel army has long been infiltrated by external forces, and that part of the rebel leader of the rebel army was originally a chess piece inserted by Klockdalan. , This can explain all of this!” Farafra slammed a fist on the table, and the power of the mechanical prosthesis instantly pierced the map and the table into a hole.

Lipa walked in from the outside, he glanced at the hole in the table, removed the dirty rag from the table, and then slowly said, “Obviously we were once again forced into a desperate situation!”

“I hope you are not talking nonsense.” Farafra pulled his fist out of the table. “How is the situation outside?”

“Who would have expected that as soon as those guys fell into Krocdal’s arms, they would turn their guns quickly and aim at their former comrades in arms, without leaving any affection.” Rippa pulled over the tattered map and marked a few words on it. A red circle was next to the main road in and out of the gravel zone. He grimly said: “All the entrances and exits are heavily guarded, and their weapons and equipment have been upgraded and replaced. We were forced to retreat after several breakout attempts. Back, the only good news is that the terrain of the gravel zone is complicated, which is not conducive to the spread and deployment of the large forces. However, Daiou can exert more powerful destructive power in the gravel zone, and they will not be able to penetrate in a short time.”

“They don’t need to invade, they just need to trap us inside, we will be exhausted, and we will be all buried here, and these gravel will become our graves.” Farafra hysterical Dee shouted at Lipa: “Even if we tighten our belts and eat only one meal a day, the existing food will last up to 10 days. If we don’t want to be starved to death, we must find a way to break through.”

“It’s difficult with our strength alone!” Ripa narrowed his eyes.

“Aren’t you a cadre of the Revolutionary Army? Tell the Revolutionary Army that our Arab rebels are willing to join the Revolutionary Army to overthrow the tyranny of the world government, but only if they come to rescue us first.” Anyway, like a red-eyed gambler trying to put all possible chips on the gaming table.

“Even if the Revolutionary Army is willing, it will not have time to support the situation in Alabastan. Moreover, the Revolutionary Army is a major concern of the world government. Any action will provoke a joint attack by the world government and the navy. That is the real disaster for Alabastan. .” Lipa Qiao played the role of a cadre of the revolutionary army.

“Then you tell me what to do, wait here to die, or go out and surrender to Krokdal?” Farafra yelled, panting.

“Of course not!” Ripa stretched out his finger to the corner of the map and said coldly: “After 6 days, we will launch a general attack on this blockade. At that time, there will be reinforcements to help us break the blockade from the outside, and then we will I can settle this account with the betrayal.”

“Reinforcements? Where are the reinforcements?” Farafra asked in astonishment.

“The army of the Drum Kingdom.” Lipa replied to the shocked Farafra: “Our ally King Valbo is still alive!”

Six days later.

The night came as promised.

The stern shells tore through the sky and fell on the blockade line built by the trenches and iron nets. The split insurgents transformed into military uniforms on board, hiding in the trenches as if they were prepared, waiting for a round of bombardment of the attack, and quickly moved from inside. Climbing out, condescendingly vented the violent firepower at the breakout insurgents.

The densely woven firepower net strips are vertical and vertical, forming a fan, just like countless winding and twisting giant fire snake nets choosing people to eat, the torn corpses fall down on the sand slope in pieces, and the splashing blood penetrates the sand layer. Flowing down to the dark ground.

“It was another stupid breakout, so I said that I can only go one way to the dark with Farafra. On the contrary, it is wise to surrender to the national hero Krokdal.” Said the officer commanding the battle on Shapo.

Waves of breakout rushes were defeated and returned, leaving behind a corpse. Farafra stood behind with dense bloodshot eyes and roared at Ripa: “Where are the reinforcements? Where is the army of the drum kingdom?”

The shells returned from the counter-attack from the opposite side drew a burning parabola in the air, and then slammed into the gravel ground. The stones fell apart and the dust rose. There were gravel and gravel scattered smoke covering the sight, everywhere. It was the screaming howling, cursing, and the rumbling of guns covering everything.

Rippa swept the dust on all sides, and didn’t know when he was wearing the goggles. The next pair of eyes stared at Farafra’s profile. He quietly pulled out a large-caliber flintlock rifle from his waist and pressed it to the opponent’s temple. .

“you……”

boom!

The dull gunfire was accompanied by the muffled sound of the head collapsed, half of his cheek was shattered by bullets, Farafra’s corpse fell heavily to the ground, Lipa looked at the corpse under her feet and said coldly: “I don’t need it anymore. You, the remaining insurgents will accept my control.”

A figure of muscle knotted like a giant in the gray smoke walked in, and Daio lowered his head and scanned the corpse on the ground.

“Yes, instead of letting a waste control the troops, it is more convenient for me to directly take over.” Li Pa Yin said with a squat: “Although it is good at making opinions, this is also to better cooperate with Yarlin. The colonel’s plan.”

Rippa quietly inserted the flintlock rifle back to his waist. In his eyes, Daio was just a murder tool with simple thinking. Like the cold and numb murloc transformants in the 153 prisons, he would only obey orders and execute orders. And does not have too much subjective awareness.

Dai Ou Moran stared at the corpse on the ground, the black line in his pupils flashed, and the expression on his face and the carved rock generally did not have any emotional fluctuations.