Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 103 Night Attack
In the middle of the night, Wang Zhifei opened his eyes. It was a little cloudy tonight and the sky was not very bright.

"Everyone, stand up. Switch to Night Owl Scout. After the battle begins, no talking is allowed. Use Night Owl Scout to communicate.

Now start drawing the ghost face."

Wang Zhifei took out three large boxes of camouflage oil paint, one black, one white and one red. Everyone painted their faces black first, then outlined their faces with white, and finally embellished them with red.

Some of them were painted with a single big eye on the entire face, some were painted with a big mouth with sharp teeth, and some were painted with a bird's beak and bird's eyes...

Anyway, it looks weird and doesn't look like a human.

"What, what is this for?" Long Wenjian was a little dumbfounded. Ayi next to him painted his face black and then drew a smiley face.

"Disguise! In the middle of the night, jumping out like this, if I can't kill them, I'll at least scare them to death."

Isn’t it? Long Wenjian took a look around and found that the group of people were basically finished and were wearing leaf clothes.

Wang Zhifei also wore leaf clothes, but he had a red-faced Prajna painted on his face.

"Everyone, come over and get your weapons. Let's try not to fire any guns today."

"Crash!"

Wang Zhifei threw all kinds of crowbars on the ground.

However, the shape of this crowbar is a bit strange. Some are completely black with a golden bird-head skull on it - chicken skin, Styx warrior.

Some are completely red with a red bow with white dots on it - sweetheart.

Some are light blue with snowflake patterns - the elves of the snow country.

Some are in the shape of umbrellas, but they are actually solid iron things - legendary detectives.

Everyone took a crowbar and swung it a few times. The feel was surprisingly good and the weight was just right. As for the attack power, don't be fooled by the fact that this thing looks like a crowbar and it also looks like a crowbar, but it is a real system output and a deadly weapon. One hit will make you dizzy and two hits will kill you.

Wang Zhifei looked around and saw that everyone was ready: "Bring your pistols, and every ten people should carry a submachine gun as a backup.

Now, let's go! Target airport!"

It's really an airport.

"Commander, there are more than 200 people at the airport, and there are only a few of us..." Long Wenjian was afraid that Wang Zhifei didn't know, so he hurried over and spoke.

"You can choose not to go!" said Wang Zhifei, holding a crowbar in his left hand and a frying pan with a skull painted on it in his right hand.

Wang Zhifei chose the Styx Warrior for the crowbar. While swinging it, Wang Zhifei sighed, "It's not worth spending money. Although these crowbars can buy half a pistol in the system, they are surprisingly easy to use."

Originally, Wang Zhifei wanted to choose a machete or a sickle, but after trying them, he found that a crowbar was the most useful.

……

In the darkness of night, the little Gaga who was standing guard at the small airport was already drowsy. They had been fighting continuously for the past few days and were exhausted.

Whether it was the expeditionary force or the allied forces, they collapsed at the first touch. The allied forces were simply rotten, while the expeditionary force had no commander.

All the officers ran away and the soldiers became idle.

Little Gaga was chasing like crazy, and they were running like crazy. They would never rest until they were exhausted.

Those who stayed at the small airport were the little Gaga who were tired of chasing and resting. After three to five days of rest, they would continue the pursuit.

I'm so tired, and the sentry is also tired, so naturally I don't have that much energy to stand guard at night. Of course, you don't have to take the night guard too seriously.

Now Xiao Gaga's opponents are running for their lives. Not to mention attacking the stronghold, even if they see Xiao Gaga, they will run for their lives.

Long Wenjian had seen a group of small gangsters chasing hundreds of people. They even ran out of bullets and chased the expeditionary army with bayonets in hand.

In this case, Xiao Gaga thought that standing guard at night was just their inherent habit.

……

In the night, several green shadows were moving.

"Swish, swish, swish..." Wang Zhifei's crossbow was used first, and the sentries outside were eliminated one by one.

Wang Zhifei casually threw the crossbow aside. Long Wenjian quietly reached over, picked up the crossbow, and collected the arrows. Just as he was about to return it to Wang Zhifei, Wang Zhifei had already moved towards the gate.

The little Gaga on the left side of the gate was leaning on a gun, with his eyes closed, swaying and drowsy. The one on the right was leaning against the wall, and it seemed that he had fallen asleep.

Wang Zhifei came to the left side of the gate, looked at the little Gaga leaning against the wall, and weighed the frying pan.

Leave you!

"Duang! Snap!"

The one on the left had his neck broken, and the one on the right had his head flattened by a frying pan.

Saker Falcon was in the sky. Seeing that there was no one around, Wang Zhifei opened the door.

“Woo-ga-ga…”

The sound of the night owl whistle was like a child crying. Wang Zhifei gave a signal, and the cannon fodder group came quietly like a hundred ghosts parading at night.

“Woo ga ga…”

The team of more than 40 people, following Wang Zhifei's command, moved towards their respective targets.

Wang Zhifei went straight to the patrol team...

Wang Zhifei moved along the shadows, quietly like a cheetah hunting.

"Whoosh!"

Wang Zhifei grabbed the horizontal tree trunk, rolled up his waist, climbed up, and ambushed on the patrol team's route.

The six-man patrol team came over, marching in neat steps, but they were all yawning. It was late at night and the dew was heavy, and they were also very tired.

"Whoosh!"

When the last person walked over, Wang Zhifei descended from the sky and smashed his knees directly on the heads of the two little bastards. He held a frying pan in his left hand and a crowbar in his right hand, and swung them left and right twice.

"Boom, bang..."

“Gaga, woo…”

Wang Zhifei gave the order to charge.

For a while, the sound of night owl whistles came one after another. The cannon fodder group formed groups of several people and started to kill the little Gaga. Those in the barracks were directly thrown with grenades. As for those who ran out~
"Ghost! Evil ghost!"

"mom!"

"I want to go home!"

"One-eyed monk, run!"

"May God bless you..."

Crazy! Little Gaga is completely crazy! Fight back? Do they dare? Just this group of hungry ghosts from hell, making sounds like night owls, holding strange weapons in their hands, wantonly harvesting their lives.

Little Gaga can be compared with animals, but how can they compare with monsters and demons?

They ran away one by one, regretting that their parents had not given them two more legs.

The cannon fodder group cooperated with each other at the beginning, but when Xiao Gaga lost his fear, he chased the group alone.

Little Gaga was in a panic and stumbled as he ran. Except for the veterinarian, the rest of the cannon fodder group was chasing them and beating them.

Especially Milong, who is tall, strong and powerful. He can dig more than 80 holes in the ice in one breath, and he is just as good at digging little Gaga's head.

He was the only one besides Wang Zhifei who held two crowbars. This kid swung his hands like windmills, and the little one who was digging fled in fear.

Wang Zhifei did not participate in this at the moment. He observed the situation on the battlefield with his Saker Falcon in the sky, occupied a good position, and asked the cannon fodder regiment to drive Xiao Gaga over.

(End of this chapter)