Chapter 5685 Celebration and Sneak Attack
A sentry looked into the sky and saw streaks of light streaking across the horizon.
The streamer is not a shooting star, nor is it a colorful cloud, but a precursor to the return of light.
When the streamer appears, it means that half of the polar night has passed.
As time goes by, more streams of light will appear, gradually driving away the boundless darkness.
For the lost, this is a ray of hope, a sign that suffering is coming to an end.
Although life is equally difficult during the day, at least there is enough space to move around, so there is no need to suffer in the dark.
This is a moment worth celebrating.
The moment the streamer appeared, the gathering place announced a banquet to celebrate this special festival dedicated to the lost.
A large amount of ingredients are taken out and cooked into various delicious foods under the chef's operation.
The rich aroma makes people's mouth water.
There are over 10,000 members in the gathering place, which requires a large amount of food. The food rations are not much on weekdays.
But at this moment, there is an unlimited supply of food, and everyone can eat and drink enough.
In addition to food, the gathering place also served craft mushroom wine, served in giant containers.
The wine liquid is grass green, emitting a faint fluorescence, mixed with countless silver threads as thick as a hair.
When drinking, take the container and scoop it up, and it will be a full cup.
The viscous wine stained the wine glass and shone with a faint fluorescence, as if it contained a bright galaxy.
The taste of mushroom wine is extremely fragrant, and the smell is intoxicating. The taste is even sweeter and sweeter, and the fragrance lingers in your mouth for a long time.
The special hallucinogenic effect makes people extremely nostalgic, and they will never stop until they are extremely drunk.
Such fine wines and fine wines used to be exclusive to high-level executives, and ordinary lost people had no chance to taste them.
But today, you can drink as much as you want.
The mellow food and wine made people intoxicated, and soon some people fell drunk on the ground, like limp mud.
Drunks were everywhere, and the sounds of sleeping people could be heard everywhere.
Only a small number of lost people did not get drunk because of their responsibilities.
They stood in their respective positions, looking around the gathering place, and from time to time looked towards the darkness outside the circle of light.
Recently, the monsters have stayed away from the gathering place, and the strange and disturbing screams can no longer be heard.
For the lost, nature is a good thing, out of sight is out of mind.
After a round of inspection and confirmation that there was no problem, the sentry on duty quietly took out the wine bottle.
He took a few sips and quickly wiped his mouth, for fear that others would see this scene.
It didn’t take long before a silly smile appeared on his face.
This is a sign of drunkenness, and it has just begun. The longer it goes on, the worse it will become.
The sentry felt itchy after tasting the aroma of the wine. He looked around and took another sip eagerly.
After taking this sip of mushroom wine, the smile on his face became thicker and his eyes became numb.
Similar eating phenomena did not only happen to one soldier, many sentries were secretly drinking mushroom wine.
Some guys who drank too much became staggering and even fell asleep in their posts.
The sentry thought he was hidden and no one noticed his stealing behavior, but he didn't know that there were pairs of cold eyes in the darkness, staring at the scene in front of him.
After some time, more figures appeared in the darkness, quietly approaching the gathering place.
These figures are flying in the air, holding humanoid objects in their hands. They look like fully armed alien soldiers.
While still some distance away from the conspicuous light pillar, the flying monster dropped the alien soldiers to the ground.
The alien soldiers quickly gathered and quietly came to the edge of the circle of light. They looked at the lost human being who was drunk on the ground and showed sarcastic and contemptuous eyes.
A bunch of brainless idiots, really seeking their own death.
Time passed slowly, and more and more foreign soldiers appeared, guarding different positions outside the gathering place.
On the ruins of buildings in the distance, a large number of flying monsters also appeared, silently watching the gathering place.
Like a greedy wolf, trying its best to suppress its bloodthirsty desire, silently waiting for the moment to explode.
When all personnel were in place, the commander issued the combat order.
"Kill!"
A simple word, but it is enough to express the full meaning.
Go ahead and kill them. The more you kill, the better. There is no problem if you kill them all. The lost foreigner, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed into the circle of light with great excitement, constantly waving his sharp sword.
Their bodies and swords can't wait to drink blood and kill all the humble humans.
Deprive them of their lives, take away those valuable equipment, and use them as their own trophies.
These despicable human races are not worthy of having sophisticated equipment, they are only worthy of being slaves and meat.
The aliens rushed into the circle of light, only a few hundred meters away from the celebration venue.
It only takes a short time for them to rush over and kill them like rivers of blood.
One step, two steps, three steps, the closer the distance, the more excited the alien soldiers become.
At this time, some aliens couldn't help but let out strange screams, like hungry wolves howling.
At such a close distance, they are no longer afraid of being exposed.
Once the killing begins, there will be crying and howling, and the drunken lost will inevitably wake up.
It is better not to wake up than to wake up, which will only make it more painful. You can watch the gathering place being destroyed and yourself being killed, but you are unable to reverse it.
The monster leader, who was hiding in the darkness and watching quietly, showed a cruel and ferocious smile.
The low-IQ flying monster was even more excited at this moment, posing eagerly to try.
They wanted to participate in the killing, but did not get permission from the commander because the threat posed by the light beam still existed.
Once you get close to the light pillar, you will definitely be seriously injured.
Because of the existence of the light pillar, the elders will choose to cooperate with the alien lost people and fly them over to launch attacks.
Flying monsters are in the darkness, intercepting the fleeing troops and ensuring that no one will be let go.
Flying monsters collaborating with alien lost people may sound unbelievable, but it is a real thing.
The longer you live, the higher your position, the more secrets you know.
At that time, you will find that the Lost Land is indeed a twisted world.
With only a dozen steps left, a sudden change occurred, and the drunk man who fell on the ground suddenly opened his eyes.
There was no hint of drunkenness in their eyes, only deep ridicule and hatred.
Suddenly he sat up from the ground and pointed his chest at the alien in front, revealing a specially made broadsword bomb vest.
Looking at the enemy with a sneer, he pressed the power button on his hand.
“Death!”
The excited, crazy and lost foreigner felt like being showered with cold water, and emotions of despair and fear instantly surged throughout his body.
Fell in, this is a trap!
"Boom!"
With loud noises, the magic weapon fixed on the breastplate exploded, and countless steel balls were shot at the enemy in front of him.
"Puff, puff, puff!"
The alien soldiers in the charging state were instantly shot through by steel balls. They took a few steps forward and collapsed to the ground.
Blood continued to gush out, soaking through the armor, causing strength to drain away instantly.
They glared angrily at the lost humans who were lying drunk on the ground but got up at the same time, watching them take out the weapons hidden on their bodies.
"Despicable bastard..."
A wounded alien soldier spurted blood from his mouth and cursed vigorously. At this moment, standing in front of him was the human soldier who had just tried to kill him, raising his gun at him. Aimed at his head.
“Boom!”
The muzzle of the gun sprayed flames, making that ugly face disappear in an instant.
"Bah!"
Looking at the rotten meat on the ground, the human soldier spat and pointed his gun at the other aliens.
Every gunshot means the death of an alien enemy.
This is the moment of killing. The party trying to sneak attack becomes the trophy of the one being attacked.
The monster elder in the darkness watched coldly as the aliens were being killed, and roared in anger and unwillingness.
This feeling of being calculated made the senator feel humiliated, and at the same time also felt a deep fear.
The prey that fell into the trap were not only the lost aliens, but also him and a large group of his own race.
It is impossible for those cunning humans not to discover the flying monsters hiding in the darkness.
I dare not think too much. The more I think about it, the more I feel panicked.
(End of this chapter)