My Doomsday Women's Army

The soldier beside him threw the lunch box excitedly, grabbed Liu Xiaomo's arm and stood up, "Hurry up! It's our turn to eat!"

There were strange screams all around, and a group of soldiers rushed towards the two illuminated buses. Liu Xiaomo was dragged by the soldiers and also queued in front of the buses.

"This batch belongs to the 3rd regiment, damn it, who dares to impersonate, I will kill him with my own hands! Now I count 3, if it is not the 3rd regiment, get out of here immediately! 3! 2! 1...fucking Yes, there really are little bastards who are not afraid of death, come here, come here for me!"

Most of the soldiers lined up happily, but there was only one soldier who just joined the line and ran out quickly after hearing the words, "Deputy regiment commander, I belong to the 2nd regiment, but I missed it just now."

"Who the hell kept you from catching up! You can't even catch up with the hot shit!"

The deputy head kicked the soldier's ass, and then gave him another stick, "There will be another fucking time, I will make your ass blossom!"

Kicked to the ground, the soldier stood up aggrievedly, "Just now I went to wipe the ass of the chief, and the chief said it was official business..."

The soldiers all around burst into laughter, and the deputy head also smiled and shook his head, "Okay, okay, then you go to the back and line up."

There were two long queues in two passenger cars with lights on. Liu Xiaomo was dragged to the front by the soldier. The deputy head of the car door checked one by one and got on the bus one by one. When he arrived at Liu Xiaomo, he reported the name of "Wang Meng" , go up smoothly.

As soon as he got into the car, Liu Xiaomo was taken aback by the scene before him!

This was originally a long-distance bus, but now the seats were all removed, and it was empty, surrounded by a naked woman standing every one meter. They sat on the ground with their eyes blank. He rushed forward like a tiger, picking a beautiful one as much as possible.

"What are you doing in a daze!"

Seeing him in a daze, the soldier who pulled Liu Xiaomo into the car hurriedly took him by the arm and rushed to the rear of the car, "You are stupid! Hurry up!"

The deputy head behind him got into the car last, glanced at his watch, "5 minutes! If you don't shoot, you're unlucky!"

Although Liu Xiaomo is not a gentleman, he really can't accept the current situation. He is standing at the rear of the car with one hand propped on the wall of the car. The woman under him has long hair and can't see her face clearly. She is sitting slumped at the moment. On the ground, the body trembled unconsciously.

Fortunately, no one noticed me here. The buddy who pulled me into the car found a woman on the way, and she was a little far away from me.

With a deep breath, Liu Xiaomo closed his eyes slightly. It was not the time to do anything yet. He stood quietly for a few minutes. After a while, the deputy head of the car slammed on the wall of the car again, and Liu Xiaomo Mo bowed his head, tied his trousers in a suit, and got out of the car with a group of soldiers, and another group of soldiers came up from under the car...

"How is it? Was your girl strong enough just now?"

After getting out of the car, and within a few steps, the buddy found Liu Xiaomo again, he found another cigarette in his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and handed it to Liu Xiaomo, "Come on, smoke afterwards, come again One sip, it's my brother's treat."

"No need, my mouth is astringent."

Smacking his lips, Liu Xiaomo looked around, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Damn! You're still a genius if you can pee right after ejaculation."

The soldier teased and parted ways with Liu Xiaomo. Liu Xiaomo searched around. The toilet was just behind the lighted bus. He sighed and went around to untie his pants.

He knew that these women were not princesses accompanying the army, but were snatched by the Slaughter Legion, and most of them were combat female members of the adventure group.

But in the hands of the Slaughtering Legion, the fate is worse than that of dogs in the city. If they didn't run fast today, Ye Rui and the others would probably end up like this.

Walking back to the base, he found another place where no one was around and sat down. He rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch. Looking up, Liu Xiaomo looked around at the soldiers of the Slaughter Legion coming and going, thinking silently, don't worry, there are two more After 12 o'clock, I will send you on your way.

Chapter 27: Two o'clock in the middle of the night

Lit a cigarette, since the buddy could smoke just now, it proved that cigarettes are not too rare, Liu Xiaomo quietly looked at the soldiers coming and going around.

They were able to come here through Wuwu. Logically speaking, places like Funiu Village should have been searched.

After all, there are only dozens of madmen, and it is not difficult to kill them, but they ignored those villages, went here directly, and set up checkpoints at the toll booth...

What exactly does that mean?

Unless you're like me, running for the treasure... for the treasure?But it's not right!If they were going for the treasure, they probably wouldn't have set up checkpoints in Wulai.

Wulai is still some distance away from the location of the treasure.

And those 5 orc corpses in Wuxing Village should not be the work of these people. If 5 orcs appeared together, they might be able to destroy their slaughter army.

Can't figure it out...

After pinching out the cigarette butts and lighting up the bus, the deputy head knocked on the wall of the bus again, and the last batch of soldiers got out of the bus bustling with smiles all over their faces.

At 11:200, more than [-] people were sleeping, and the lights on the bus were also turned off. Seeing someone sending something again, Liu Xiaomo got up and walked over to line up.

A large box-type truck opened the compartment, and several soldiers climbed up, throwing pieces of torn clothes like snowflakes out of the vehicle, and 5 soldiers distributed them under the vehicle.

There are various styles of tattered clothes, including suits, jeans, T-shirts, and skirts. Ninety-nine percent of them are blood-stained, and they smell of rotting corpses. They are damp to the touch. They must be the clothes that the madman took off.

The soldiers lined up, each took two or three pieces and put them in their arms. They returned to the inner circle of the camp, and they all grabbed the positions next to the bonfire.

Liu Xiaomo got a long dress for women. It was originally supposed to be a white dress, but now it is gray except for blood, especially at the hem of the group. I don’t know what kind of blood it is from a woman. It is said that women are crazy There are also big aunts, I don't know if they are true or not, and I don't know if they will be very irritable in those days.

In addition, there are two half-sleeves, which cannot be distinguished between men and women.

He didn't grab the seat by the fire, and spread a woman's skirt beside the wheel of an empty truck in the distance, rolled up a half sleeve as a pillow, lay down, covered the last half sleeve, and looked around.

There are still 20 minutes until 12 o'clock, and after 12 o'clock, you can use the skill again.

But just to be on the safe side, he planned to wait until after two o'clock in the middle of the night, when the soldiers were fast asleep before doing anything.

"Go to sleep for me!"

After another half an hour, the deputy commander who had been watching the car just now got out of the bus with a satisfied face, fastened his pants while walking, and hit the wall of the car again with a wooden stick in his hand, and began to inspect the soldiers at the base.

A few seconds ago, there were some whispers in the camp. The deputy commander got out of the car and immediately fell silent. He walked around twice with a stick and called a soldier. He gave the stick to the soldier and gave him orders. He walked under the RV and knocked on the door lightly, and went up with a respectful expression on his face...

In that RV, there should be the senior executives of the Slaughter Legion. Liu Xiaomo watched silently, memorized it, and started working on that RV in a while.

Gradually, the grunting sounds of the base came one after another, and these soldiers have adapted to it without being affected. Liu Xiaomo kept paying attention to the side of the RV, and also counted the number of soldiers standing guard around.

There are 8 sentinels, all around, and two people in one direction. It is not clear what time they change shifts.

At 1:50, there was no light in the opening of the shooting port of the RV. After another 10 minutes of waiting, at two o'clock sharp, Liu Xiaomo quietly got up, pretended to fasten his pants, and walked slowly towards the toilet.

For the time being, no one paid attention to him. After he leaned against the wall of the car and turned around the car lightly, he looked through his eyes. The two soldiers on duty were three carts away from him. They were facing the dark rice field. Che Bi sat bowed, probably stealing a nap.

Lightly stepping over, Liu Xiaomo stopped 2 meter away from the two of them, and in Liu Xiaomo's right hand appeared a palm-width, two-meter-long air blade.

The air blade is milky white, and under the faint red moonlight, streams of milky white air roll up and down.

The two soldiers were supposed to be sleeping secretly, but one of them leaned against a car tire behind his back, and the air knife cut his neck horizontally, which might cut the tire together, and there would be a sound of a blown tire.

Raising his right hand slightly, he found the right position by the crimson moonlight, and the air blade slowly cut down the tops of the two people's heads from top to bottom...

The soldiers who were sleeping, half asleep and half awake, suddenly felt a chill on the top of their head. Before they could react, a gust of cold air flowed from the top of their head to the back of the ears, chin, and neck, and it was too late to shout.

Two streams of blood and brain fluid flowed rapidly along the air blade, Liu Xiaomo raised his hand slightly, the blood flowed like a faucet, flowing towards the tip of the knife, and splashed to the ground, similar to the sound of a man urinating.

Withdrawing the air blade, Liu Xiaomo walked back to the inner circle base while fastening his pants, walked towards the other guard station, and walked around a truck lightly.