mesbooks Chapter 44 Gambling Harms People
Chapter 44 Gambling Harms People
Zombie Tushan tapped BT's armored shell with his fingers. There were cracks scattered all over BT's armored shell;
"BT, are you sure you won't be controlled by Butter?" Zombie Tushan looked worried;
BT's huge blue eye flickered a few times;
"Protocol three, protect the Pilot, you can always trust BT;"
Behind the zombie Tushan, there were nearly thirty zombies standing sparsely. This was the limit of what Tushan could currently control.
Beyond this scope, Tushan's consciousness will completely collapse;
In Tushan's plan, these zombies, including himself, will be cannon fodder to attract the attention of the plant units in the fortress;
Tushan placed all his hopes on BT;
Inside the ramparts;
The corn pitchers stood in a line, looking forward. They clenched their fists with one hand to gather strength;
"cast"
The captain of the corn pitchers, who was in the lead, shouted;
The corn pitchers in the same row swung their arms into a semicircle and swung their fists vigorously. In the process of swinging, their fists turned into palms, and large pieces of butter were thrown out from the palms of the corn pitchers.
Fifty meters away, opposite the corn pitchers, stood a neat row of pea shooters;
The butter pieces thrown by the corn pitchers hit the heads of the pea shooters on the opposite side;
The pea shooter who was hit first became stiff all over, and then fell to the ground with his arms and legs spread out.
These pea shooters are serving as sparring partners for these corn pitchers, to test the corn pitchers’ practical application of butter;
Seeing his corn pitchers hitting their targets one after another, the leading corn pitcher captain could not help but nod his head in praise;
Just as the captain of the corn pitchers was about to order the troops to retreat, a scream suddenly came from the pea shooters on the opposite side.
Among the dead bodies of the Pea Shooters lying on the ground, one Pea Shooter was holding his thigh with one hand, crying and wailing on the ground;
The Corn Shooter Captain was very surprised, and then ran towards the Pea Shooter who was rolling on the ground. Butter has no killing power at all. Could it be that the Pea Shooter wanted to make trouble?
Sensing the Corn Pitcher Captain approaching, the wailing Peashooter, twitching as he spread out his palm, held the object in his hand in front of the Corn Pitcher Captain;
When the Corn Pitcher Captain saw what was in the Pea Shooter's hand, he couldn't help but feel a little scared;
There was a kernel of corn lying flat in the palm of the Pea Shooter's hand, and the kernel of corn was still stained with the Pea Shooter's light green blood.
As an auxiliary unit, the corn kernels thrown by the Corn Pitcher are not as deadly as the Pea Shooter, but at close range, they can still cause enough damage.
If word got out that he shot deadly ammunition at his own compatriots, he would definitely be accused of treason;
"Asshole, I told you, it's a butter calibration exercise, it's that asshole throwing corn kernels, get out of here;"
The corn pitcher captain was jumping up and down in anger;
At this time, the butter on the pea shooters behind him had basically dissolved. The pea shooters got up from the ground in groups of three or four, and then helped their companions who were injured by the corn kernels to stand up;
The pea shooter supported the unlucky guy who was hit, gathered behind the corn pitcher captain, and looked at the corn pitchers on the opposite side with an angry face;
The pea shooters came to assist the corn pitchers in their practice, which was originally a good intention, but they did not expect that the corn pitchers would take the opportunity to shoot back;
If this matter is not handled properly, I am afraid that the entire fortress pea shooter will suffer psychological trauma;
After all, the pea shooters don’t want the corn pitchers standing behind them to shoot them in the back in the future;
The corn pitchers on the other side were also frightened by this sudden scene and didn't know what to do. For a moment, no corn pitcher dared to stand up and bear the consequences.
Seeing that no corn pitcher admitted it, the corn pitcher captain waved his fist and threw a corn kernel into the air;
"I'll say this one last time, whoever did this, please stand up;"
The corn pitchers looked at each other, pushed and shoved each other, and Agu, who was a little slow to react, was squeezed out of the team;
"Well, it's you again;"
Seeing Agu being squeezed out, the corn pitcher captain was furious;
"You usually throw butter, but now I ask you to throw butter, but you throw corn kernels at me. You are doing this on purpose, right?"
Agu wanted to make some excuses, but the Pea Shooter on the opposite side, who was injured by the corn kernel, raised his arm and pointed at Agu tremblingly;
The pea shooter was standing right in front of Agu at the time, and was Agu's sparring partner. The pitchers' throwing methods were all parabolic, so there was no possibility of being accidentally injured by other corn shooters.
With all the evidence, Agu could only lower his head and plead guilty.
"I wanted to throw butter, but I didn't know why I threw corn instead;"
The captain of the corn pitchers raised his hand and slapped Agu;
"I'll let you gamble, I'll let you gamble, but this is something you can't even gamble on, you're such a loser;"
Just as the captain of the corn pitcher was about to punish Agu, three red peas shot up into the sky from the top of a tower-like building not far away;
"It was an enemy attack"
The peashooters behind Captain Corn Pitcher were the first to react. They often walked along the firing line and were very sensitive to the information represented by the flares.
By the time the corn shooters reacted, except for the injured pea shooter who was still lying on the ground groaning, the rest of the pea shooters had already run away;
"What are you all standing there for? Everyone, get to your battle positions. Zombies are coming."
The captain of the corn pitchers had no time to punish Agu at this time, so he pushed Agu back to the line and hurriedly ran towards a tower-like building with his team of corn pitchers;
When the corn pitcher captain led the corn pitchers to the top of the tower-like building, it was already full of pea shooters;
The peashooters pointed at the distance and whispered about something;
The captain of the corn-pitchers pushed aside several pea-shooters who were in his way and squeezed to the front;
"From which direction did the zombies attack? What are their coordinates? How many people are there?"
When he saw the scene outside, the corn pitcher captain almost dropped his jaw;
It's not because there are too many zombies outside, on the contrary, there are too few zombies attacking the fortress;
Looking from the direction of Captain Corn Pitcher, the scattered zombies formed a loose curve and were outflanking the fortress in a skirmisher-like manner;
Yes, that's right, these lazy zombies outside formed a siege formation against this huge fortress;
However, because the number of zombies was too small, this formation seemed to be full of holes;
Captain Corn Pitcher pointed his finger at the heads of the zombies outside, counting from the beginning to the end;
There were thirty-two zombies in total, no more, no less;
After counting the zombies, Captain Corn Pitcher did a simple calculation on his fingers. According to the current configuration of the combat units in the fortress, four pea shooters plus one corn pitcher could barely get one zombie.
Well, yes, the enemy is indeed coming in full force;
After counting the number of enemies and ourselves on his fingers, the Corn Pitcher Captain turned around and looked at the Pea Shooter on the side with a serious face;
"I want to know which bastard sent the signal randomly. Is it necessary to send out a level one alarm for just a few zombies? Do you think we have nothing to do?"
Facing the questioning of the corn pitcher captain, the pea shooter's face did not show any guilt, on the contrary, his face was full of fear;
"No, Captain, this group of zombies is really scary, completely different from what we have encountered before;"
"fear?"
The corn pitcher captain's face was full of disbelief;