The search site was almost messy.

The reporters who were still at the search site were the biggest source of chaos. Most of these flies were like their heads being pulled down, and they were in a mess. The brave men were excited to go to the place where the guns were heard to obtain first-hand information, while the brave men were already in a hurry and didn't know what to do.

At this time, Grosted was still dispatching free personnel to work. He loudly directed his staff to decide their area of ​​responsibility. Several armed guards equipped with heavy protective gear had already boarded the equipped vehicles and was ready to support the snatch.

"Lynster, you come and support first!"

Grosted Cott loudly and asked him to lead various teams of independent mercenaries to support the pikes, but Curt was powerless. Those organized and undisciplined independent mercenaries had long rushed to the place where the pikes fought with each other and did not notify him in advance.

In this incident, although Curt had the title of "Site Leader of the Mercenary Management Office" on his head, few mercenaries were willing to pay attention to her. These independent mercenaries only used the management office as a platform for mission release and management, and in fact they did not buy his account.

Curt had long been accustomed to the disobedience of these mercenaries. After sighing a long time, he had to take the guards' car to the scene. The sound of mechanic guns firing continued to come, and the noise gradually approached, and the group's foreheads were covered with sweat.

Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the side of the road. The guard officer who was driving subconsciously pulled down the handbrake of the vehicle. With the sound of "squeaking" sound, the vehicle turned a strange mark on the dirt road, avoiding the black shadow that suddenly appeared in front of them.

The young security officer sitting next to Curt almost bit his tongue during the emergency brake just now. Now he finally recovered, so he immediately sat down, pulled out the mechanic gun he was wearing from his waist, and said in a speechless manner: "What are you doing... Could it be a monster?"

"Put your gun away, that's not a monster..." Curt pressed his hand, hoping he could calm down. "It's a member of the Gunners, he seems to be injured."

Under the light in front of the vehicle, a young man fell to the ground. The uniform of the raider troop was almost broken into strips of cloth, and a large amount of bleeding stains stained his clothes. Through the clothes, you can see that there were many broken wounds on his body, and the front half of his arm was torn off.

"Uh, um...guard officer?" The injured young man had not lost consciousness yet. He covered his wound and cried in a whine, trying to make himself sit up, "You guys came too slowly."

"Stop talking nonsense, you're seriously injured." The security officer sitting in the driver's position turned around and asked him to shut up, while the rest carried him into the car. "You rushed over from that direction and I'll take him to the hospital. You must be mentally prepared. That monster seems difficult to deal with!"

After saying that, he started the vehicle and drove away with the wounded.

Gah ah ah ah ah—

The roar of the monster came from afar, even more scary than when Curt confronted him before. The cries were extremely loud, as if a thunder erupted out of thin air. The roar was chilling, and the several guards standing beside him couldn't help but shivering.

There were also continuous sounds of mechanic guns coming from nearby, and Arthur and his team's battle with the target was not over. I don't know how many wounded people had been produced in the previous battle, but now the gunmen may be in a state of having to fight it. If the tactics of adding fuel continue, the situation may continue to deteriorate.

The leading security officer looked anxious. He raised his weapon and greeted his colleagues standing beside him: "Go away! We must hurry before more injured people appear..."

But before he finished speaking, Curt interrupted him. Curt shouted "Doway!" and rushed forward and knocked away the guard officer who was standing in the lying position of the young man in the rifle team. The middle-aged guard officer was knocked aside with a look of surprise before he could react.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

A sound of breaking through the air came, and several iron bones about one arm long flew out from the night curtain. The black metal blocks stained with lilac were nailed straight into the land. A fishy smell of nose emanated from the iron bones that had been corroded so that they could not tell what they were originally looking.

The guard looked at the iron bones stuck on the ground and murmured to Curt, "Thank you... you saved my life, or I'll be finished..."

"If you want to thank you, you can wait until the incident is over before thanking you." Turning back, Curt pulled out the long knife from his waist and looked at the direction of the iron bone flying, "The other party has arrived."

Gah ah ah ah ah—

A shrill howl exploded in close proximity, and a huge black shadow that was one floor high appeared in front of everyone. Under the moonlight, Curt saw the monster's appearance - although its size has expanded a lot, Curt could still be sure that the enemy in front of him was the monster he saw that night.

It still supports its body with its thick forelimbs, and its body, which was as thin as that night, was full of large mouths, opening and closing, and many fine sharp teeth appeared in it. Strangely, its body seemed to be covered by black clay at this time, and its twisted body showed a strange sense of expansion.

Several thick "skeletons" protrude from this strange torso, extending crookedly. After careful identification, you can barely see that these are overly corroded metal fragments. Just like those that just flew over, they were all stained with rotten sludge.

As the body expanded, the huge forelimbs were further expanded. Just like huge rocks, you can feel the mass and hardness it has. Then look at the originally thin lower limbs, which have developed thicker to support the weight of the whole body.

In just one day, the monster grew so huge that Curt didn't believe his eyes. He looked carefully and noticed that most of the tissues that made up the monster's body were black solidified soil, especially the parts of the limbs were almost made of rock blocks.

The huge monster just stands here and can show huge oppression. It is like a giant who is a legendary enemy of the gods. Its big mouth, which opens its body, roars angrily, and waves its thick limbs to knock all the plants and trees that hinder its movements away.

The guards launched an attack as the monster slowly moved its body closer. They pulled out their guns and filled them with high-power magic bullets to fire at it. Several bangs, several magic bullets dragged their light blue light tail and shot them accurately at the monster's twisted head.

The autonomous corps strictly regulates the equipment carried by armed groups, and the raiders of civilian groups can only use civilian-level armed forces. The mechanic guns used by the guards are slightly larger than those equipped by the raiders, and the ammunition that can be fired is also stronger than ordinary civilian-level ammunition.

These core stone projectiles filled with highly condensed treatment are very powerful and can easily lift the steel-super shell behind the rock plate Cancer, which boasts of defense. However, after they hit the monster's head, there was no scene where everyone expected to blow away their heads.

It rushed towards the guard officer who was harassing it with big strides, and its huge body was bathed in the turn of shooting of the mechanic guns. Seeing the monster rushing forward while raising its forearm in a large section, Curt thought to himself that something was wrong: "Don't stand there, disperse quickly! Keep a distance from it and use fire to suppress it!"

The guards did not have much contact with monsters and did not know their movements. However, they responded very quickly to instructions and trusted Curt's judgment ability as an experienced mercenary. So before Curt finished speaking, the people hurriedly scattered from where they stood first.

It was soon enough that the guards had scattered for a moment, and the monster's forelimbs, which were like giant stone pillars, cut through the air at an extremely fast speed and suddenly fell on the land in front of Curt.

boom!

The earth cracked, and the broken mud and rocks rolled up like a dust storm. The exploding smoke almost covered his eyes. The air in front of Curt was twisted, and the shaking caused by the previous heavy blow made people unstable. The security officer who had not yet runs far almost fell.

It was so powerful that Curt couldn't help but curl his lips.

Now it may be enough to smash the regular car armor that had been opened with one blow. If nothing unexpected happens, it will probably even slap the regular car protected by armor. If the monster I met last night was like this now, Curt would not be confident in rescuing the driver.

At the same time, he also noticed that the monster's attack was not aimed at him, it just wanted to retaliate against the guards who kept attacking him. In fact, even now, the monster still ignored Curt in front of it, but instead stared at the guards who were scattered around.

Gah ah ah ah ah—

Perhaps it was a missed attack, and now the target continued to harass him, and the monster was furious. It used its legs as support and swung its forearm to a large extent. Its unruly attacks the guards who were unable to hit the distance to shoot, but only put pressure on the surroundings unilaterally.

boom!

A cone-shaped magic bullet embedded in the monster's right arm and then exploded. The blast opened up part of the rock shell covering the forearm, revealing the pulsating sludge underneath.

"You guys get out of here! This guy is my prey!"

Curt turned around and saw Arthur Dowen coming one after another with his scrimmage teams. They divided into several teams to join the battle and launched shooting at the monsters from various angles. The firepower under the cross-attacks of multiple angles was greatly strengthened, but the wound was quickly filled with sticky soil.

The battle continued, and Curt did not feel that his side, who had the advantage in numbers, had an advantage.

Dozens of people besieged a giant monster, and the monsters hit by dense firepower were almost unscathed, which was really an unimaginable situation on weekdays.
Chapter completed!