Gromov turned his head and leaned over to the entrance of the cave. He looked out from behind the rock. From above and down, he could see the mercenaries searching around the village. The mercenaries were fully armed and equipped with all their weapons.
I took it out and searched from house to house, plundering valuable things, and also looking for food and wine.
"Why do they want to come back?" Gromov really didn't understand.
Chisk also lay there and watched. He was happy now because in this way, he would not have to leave, and there was no way to leave.
"Look." Tang Shuxing signaled Gromov to look to the train station with a telescope. Then he saw three mercenaries digging out corpses from the snow, and then simply pieced together the broken corpses and put them in place.
Put it in another position, then stuff your weapons into the hands of the corpses, or put them next to them, where others take pictures.
"I understand!" Gromov shook his head, "These guys want to use their bodies to cheat money. It seems that they should be pro-Western faction, which is the troops hired by the Ukrainian government. These guys are based on the heads of the people.
They are here to calculate the money, so they need to take photos as evidence. They want to show that they are all civilians on the Eastern Front and have been wiped out by them."
Tang Shuxing looked at him and asked, "How much does a head cost?"
"There are very few ordinary militias. The last time I came back from the information, the price was 100 US dollars, and 500 with a clear military rank. If it is a militia leader wanted by the government, it will be calculated according to the price of the internal notice, and the highest price is hundreds of thousands.
Millions, but not more than 2 million so far, and Ukoran's government costs are tight, and some of the expenses are allocated overseas funds by CIA, through some non-existent foundations and the so-called 'free Ukoran' radio station
Relay and distribute." Gromov explained, "But it was not clean, we also offered a reward, and the price was higher than them. In the end, the cheaper one was the group of mercenaries. These bastards, today, help the government,
We will help us tomorrow, and we are completely crazy people who have fallen into the eyes of money."
Tang Shuxing looked at the sky outside: "It's getting dark. We'd better not go out first. At least this cave is safe and they can't find it for the time being. Let's observe the situation before talking about it."
"Stay rest, I'll take it out to see if the two monsters are nearby at night." Gromov said, "Now we need to figure out where they come from, and understand whether they are enemies or friends."
While Tang Shuxing was discussing with Gromov, two strangers wearing cold-proof cloaks were eating in the snow below the top of the mountain.
The other one was lying on the edge of the snow slope, taking out an old-fashioned telescope and looking down at the village.
"Solomon, you should eat something." The man sitting in the snow pit said slowly, his throat as if it was roasted by charcoal. The sound made was shriveled and hoarse and lifeless.
Solomon, wearing a top hat, said "um" and continued to observe the group of mercenaries below who were about the same as those of Sha Liang and Mao Gong. He shook his head slowly and said for a long time: "Yebat, are there really werewolfs here?"
Ye Bat looked up at the surroundings: "There are no obvious traces, no footprints, no hair left. Judging from the corpse, it should be those wild beasts. You should know that now is different from a hundred years ago, and werewolf have also learned to be smart, and here
The werewolf is different from those deep in Europe. They know how to protect themselves. This is why for hundreds of years, there have been few rumors of werewolf on this continent, but they have been circulating in Europe."
Yefu took off his ear-protecting hat, and white smoke came out of his head. He only had a circle of hair on his head. It was not bald, but was burned by something, which caused no hair to grow there, and it looked very scary.
Man, and Yefu's face is full of scars, except for scars, there are scratches - which is enough to show that he has had more than once fierce battles with monsters, but he has always maintained victory.
Solomon turned around and looked at Ye Bat, sat down, checking the two Smithwesson 686 pistols around his waist, and the quick bomb sender around his waist, which were filled with special silver bullets, just like ordinary ones.
The silver bullet is different. It contains a venom from the African continent. This venom can paralyze the werewolf's nervous system, and at the least it can make the other party blind within ten seconds.
"Solomon, there are not many people left in the hunter. Even so, people still need to lead. It has been 15 years since I rescued you from the werewolf in Chicago, right?" Ye Battie spoonful of night bat
He ate unknown food and looked at the very disgusting food, saliva flowed and mucus dripped all over his crotch, but he didn't care at all.
Solomon nodded, and only then did he remember that he was just an ordinary security guard in Chicago. During a warehouse patrol, he discovered a werewolf and was seriously injured by the werewolf. Ye Bat, who followed the werewolf, saved him and shot him to death.
, and saved him in the form of a hunter--let him drink a meal of werewolf's blood!
This is the way for hunters to join, and it is also the fastest way for ordinary people to improve their physical fitness. If you can withstand it, then you can become a member of the hunters and you can receive the following training. If you can't withstand it, you can die.
Then, that's equivalent to silence.
The sequelae of this is that the hair on the body will become thicker and harder, and the skin on the face will become harder, which looks very terrifying. Therefore, they do not appear easily in front of the public's sight on weekdays, even if they must appear.
He also wore a mask or used other disguises to cover up his terrifying face.
Of course, the werewolf's blood will make them stronger - I don't know what era this ancient tradition came from, and even the night bats that are now hunters guarding the elders, they have not left many clear records, most of them have forgotten.
It only records how many werewolfs were slaughtered in what era and where.
However, Night Bat hates recording such things, because half of his life hunting made him discover that werewolf and other monsters could not kill them at all, their reproduction ability was even more terrifying than plague.
"Well, it's been 15 years, it seems." Solomon nodded. He never took off his mask except washing, but Night Bat seemed to never wash, which made Solomon feel a little disgusting from time to time.
"Have you ever thought about going home to see you? If I remember correctly, you have a wife and two children, both children." Ye Fu chuckled, sounding like a mockery.
Solomon shook his head: "No need, she must have remarried with the children. I chose this path and I must go."
"No, it's not that you chose the hunter, it's that the hunter chose you, that's all destined." After eating, Yebat wiped the lunch box with snow, "I've asked for you, your wife and
The children are all very good, healthy and happy, and the children seem to have forgotten you."
Solomon's face twitched and he didn't say anything.
"Solomon, that's a good thing." Ye Fu smiled, "We shouldn't be remembered, do you understand? Familiar people remember us, not only our pain, but also theirs, are we just?
I don't know, I just follow the ancient tradition. Now it's different from a hundred years ago. A hundred years ago our goal was to kill all werewolfs, but now our goal is to kill all werewolfs that hurt people. The rest has nothing to do with us.
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As he said that, Yebat took out a bag of food for Solomon and signaled him to eat something. He lay on one side and observed the bottom. Judging by his experience, the werewolf would not leave so quickly. They chose to launch a large-scale development in one place.
There must be special reasons for killing.
The night finally came, and the three forces were all staying in their territory. Tang Shuxing and Gromov were waiting in the cave, waiting for the moon to be covered by dark clouds, and the bright snow no longer contrasted with the moonlight; the hunters
Waiting for the werewolf to return, the mercenaries had no idea what would happen. After taking photos, they buried the bodies uniformly, and then gathered in the tavern, drank and sang loudly.
There are not many people in this village. There are only 57 dead bodies pieced together, four of which are staff members of the station, and three of them have guns, but they are all old-fashioned AK47 rifles.
In the tavern, the mercenary leaders sat there to settle the accounts. After calculating the corpses, they could only bring them less than 10,000 dollars in income, which was not enough for them to spend this trip, and in the team he led,
In addition to a small number of retired soldiers, there are also folk gun lovers, criminals and hunters. Everyone comes with the mentality of making a fortune.
Originally, he planned to take a walk around the Eastern Front and pick up some of the Eastern Front militants who were left alone, but now they have to go deep into the front line, and at the same time they hope not to encounter large-scale enemies. If they really encounter them, they will only
Can pretend to be a mercenary on the Eastern Front's civilian armed forces.
"Damn! We'll have to set out early tomorrow morning!" The leader chewed the sausage, took a big sip of beer, and burped loudly, "I'll go to sleep for a while."
Just as the leader got up and left the table and was about to go to the room behind the tavern, the door of the tavern was pushed open, no, it was kicked open, a Russian man dragged a dead goat at the door, looking around
After slitting around, he threw the goat at the bar, took off his gloves, took the beer directly from a mercenary, drank it all, and then smiled at the man and placed the cup heavily on the bar
, pointed at the sheep and said, "It's roasted."
The five mercenaries in the bar were stunned. The leader grabbed the radio and asked the four people who were guarding outside, but the four people did not respond at all.
At the same time, in the warehouse next to the tavern, four intercoms thrown in the corner kept calling from the leader, and the four mercenaries surrounded a wild woman doing that. They were so many.
I didn't expect that in this remote place, there was such a wild, charming and proactive woman, and I even said bluntly that I hope the four of them will go together.
The four of them surrounded the woman, exercising and looking at each other, thinking that their luck was so good tonight. The woman lay there, smiling at the four mercenaries around her, constantly
He said, "Okay, next one! Come! Baby!"
At this time, in the dark corner, another young man with weaker dressed up like a few mercenaries, but in the dark, his eyes were still dark red, and the man was half squatting there.
Looking at the behavior of the woman and the four mercenaries, from time to time, I could see the woman blinking at him from the crotch of one of the mercenaries.