Dawn was just around the corner.
The wolf disaster was coming to an end. Other than the Uvandidi tribe and Barbarto Village, all the other villages had fallen into the last round of close combat.
The bloody wolf disaster was the closest to victory and it was also the climax of the dark and bloody song.
The villagers around them would die from time to time, but soon enough, another person would take the place of the dead and continue the slaughter.
No one would notice who was beside them. Kill, kill, kill! Persevering until dawn became the last thought in everyone's heart.
Other than Barbarto Village, the other villages compromised and accepted the help of the Uvandidi tribe.
After paying such a huge price and bearing such heavy grievances, they could only vent their hatred on the wolves.
Another one of Wodino's companions died.
Quietly, another unfamiliar figure appeared beside him. He was ferocious when he killed the greedy wolves.
Wodino took a closer look at him. He was just a young man, but he should be a seedling that the Uvandidi tribe would focus on nurturing in the future. In the future, he would become a warrior that bullied the village.
"Pooh!" With that in mind, Wodino spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. He was not moved by the young man's bravery in killing the wolves. Instead, he felt an indescribable emotion.
He knew that after the wolf disaster, the so-called elite troops that the Uvandidi tribe brought would officially stay in the village.
It also meant that their village would officially be taken over by the Uvandidi tribe.
From then on, they would eat the cows and sheep that the villagers worked hard to graze and rule over the villagers.
With that in mind, Wodino's heart was filled with sorrow.
"Hah!" He roared as if he was venting his anger and kicked a Greedy Grassland Wolf in front of him. At this moment, a long siren suddenly sounded on the grassland. "Woo, woo, woo …"
What happened? Everyone who was killing the wolves was stunned. Even the greedy wolf king that was commanding the wolves was stunned for half a second.
Then, the siren continued to ring. Dazzling lights appeared in the sky along with a series of 'tut, tut, tut' noises.
The helicopters were from the old civilization! A few knowledgeable people in the grasslands recognized them as high-tech aircraft from the old civilization.
The helicopters were not flying high, so the large searchlights on the body of the helicopter scanned the grasslands.
At the same time, a voice said, "All villagers, stay where you are and wait for a search."
What does that mean?
Before the people in the village could react, they saw countless bright lights appear on the grassland.
Accompanied by the sound of an engine, some people could clearly see that it was a car! Yes, the cars were from the old civilization. Those with a little knowledge would know that the cars were military SUVs.
Every car had a bright searchlight, and there were at least six fully armed soldiers in each car, all of them armed with firearms.
Along the way, there were people firing their guns. Although the villagers had heard about the firearms of the old civilization countless times, they were still shocked when they saw it with their own eyes.
How could the wolf pack resist such a slaughter?
In less than two minutes, there were countless casualties.
The Greedy Wolf King seemed to be aware of the danger. In this' werewolf 'game that happens every year, a powerful' new player 'who doesn't follow the rules appeared to help humans and break the balance, so it couldn't continue.
The wolf king began to howl, and the pack of wolves began to retreat like the tide.
No one had expected that the night of the wolves in the grassland would end in such a way.
However, even after the wolf disaster ended, the outsiders who came out of nowhere and increased the pressure on the villagers did not seem like they were going to stop.
The helicopters flew towards the east, south, and west at high speed.
Then, 12 military SUVs fired at the wolves as they split into three groups and sped towards the east, south, and west.
That was not the end. More motorcycles appeared on the grassland. There were around a hundred of them, and they appeared in a group.
Similarly, some of the motorcycles sped towards the east, south, and west, but this time, around 10 motorcycles were left behind and they headed towards the village.
Who are these people? What are they trying to do?
Most of the villagers were still standing below the walls with swords in hand and bows on their backs. They looked at the scene blankly as complicated feelings rumbled in their hearts.
It was more of a fearful pressure than anything else.
Some of the villagers had a clear look at the stars embroidered on the uniforms of these people. Were these people with stars that powerful?
The stronger they were, the more ridiculous the resistance of the six villages of the grassland was.
Tssss! The motorcycles stopped.
Ten soldiers jumped down from the motorcycles. The leader raised his gun and said, "None of you move. I promise I'll shoot without mercy if you move."
No one dared to move, not even half a step. The leader seemed to be satisfied with the order. He took out a roll of paper from his back, unrolled it, and shone a bright flashlight on it.
"Have any of you seen this man before?"
There was a portrait on the paper. It was unusually realistic, almost like a picture, and the portrait perfectly captured a person's mannerisms and temperament. It did not look stiff or stiff.
Therefore, anyone who had seen the person in person and looked at the portrait would be able to recognize him.
Wodino's heart skipped a beat, but then he felt a cold, hard object pressed against his waist.
"I'll be able to kill you before you scream. Do you want to bet?" The voice was very calm and even sounded a little frivolous and mocking. It seemed like the voice did not care about what was happening.
Wodino's palms and forehead were drenched in cold sweat. He could not help but look around.
Around him, there was a familiar villager around three meters away. Five meters away, there were two villagers from the same village and a stranger from the Uvandidi tribe's elite troop.
Other than that, the others were at least 20 meters away from him.
The walls of Pibino Village were very long and had a concave shape. The edge of the wall was not neat and it looked like a crescent moon. The village was built on a giant rock in the grassland known as the Moon God.
As a result, Pibino Village's manpower would always be in a tight situation during the final close combat during every wolf attack.
This time, if it were not for the Uvandidi tribe's support, the distance between each squad would be even further.
Therefore, Wodino could not count on the others to notice the subtle movements between him and the person behind him.
Moreover, how powerful was the person that was being hunted down by the wolves? He was not someone that Wodino could resist.
Wodino dared not make a sound, so he stood there quietly.
The other villagers did not see the person in the portrait, so how should they answer?
Thus, the leading soldier asked three times in a row, but no one answered.
Should they just let it go? It was impossible. This was a Level 1 mission!
With a signal from the leading soldier, the other nine soldiers split up and walked down the city wall.
"As long as you listen to us, nothing will happen. We only arrest the people we want to arrest, "the leader of the soldiers said.
He then added softly, "If the people below the wall don't see them, go into the village and search. If you miss them, I don't think I have to tell you what will happen to you, right?"
"Yes!" The soldiers who were advancing down the city wall replied in unison.
At this moment, everyone clearly saw five purple lights flashing across the ground, heading towards the south.
Before he could react, another five rays of purple light dashed towards the west. At the same time, the same thing happened in the east. Five rays of purple light appeared and quickly disappeared into the night.
Were they humans? There were hunters with good eyesight among the villagers.
When the grassland was suddenly illuminated by a large amount of light from an unknown source, some of the villagers saw the five lights and realized that they were five humans.
Humans could move so fast! It had overturned the knowledge of the villagers in the grassland! Worry, fear, and heaviness shrouded them.
The soldiers who were responsible for the search had reached the bottom of the wall and started their search.
Each of them had a portrait in their hand and were comparing it carefully.
One after another, they were cleared of suspicion, but all they could do was stand where they were.
The atmosphere was strangely oppressive and nervous.
Wodino was also nervous. He might not be the suspect, but the suspect was right behind him. Judging from the situation, the suspect had no chance of escaping. If he was caught, would the suspect retaliate and kill him in the process?
Wodino was trembling fiercely. The soldier closest to him had already searched 50 meters away from him.
In less than two minutes, he would be right in front of them.
"Calm down." A voice came from behind him. Wodino tried his best to control his body, forcing himself to stop trembling.
30 meters, another five people were cleared of suspicion.
20 meters, there were no problems either.
As long as the three people around 5 meters away from him were cleared, it would be his turn. Wodino's feet were sweaty and slippery, and he could barely stand straight.
But what he didn't expect was that the person behind him suddenly turned his back, and then there was a pitter-patter sound.
Was he peeing? He was really peeing! This was not something to be surprised about, but under such circumstances, he could still pee so calmly. It was as if he had drunk too much and naturally had to be dealt with. Just how calm was this suspect? Judging from the portrait, he was very young, like a teenager.
Shouldn't he have peed his pants under normal circumstances?
The commotion soon attracted the soldier's attention. He was already checking the three people around 5 meters away from him. Everyone was so afraid that they dared not do anything else, yet someone dared to pee in front of them?
"What are you doing?" The soldier shouted. At the same time, he eliminated the three people in front of him as suspects because they looked too different.
"I couldn't hold it in any longer, so …" The person who peed answered in a trembling voice.
The soldier walked over. He took a glance at Wodino and compared him to the portrait, quickly eliminating him as a suspect.
After all, the order from the higher-ups was to capture all the people with similar eyebrows and eyes, regardless of their facial shape.
Wodino had thick eyebrows and deep eyes, so he was not a suspect at all. As a matter of fact, thick eyebrows and deep eyes were the typical features of the people of the grasslands.
"Turn around." The soldier roared at the figure.
"Right away." The figure turned around slightly and said helplessly and fearfully, but he was not afraid at all.
He turned around and saw Wodino. Wodino saw a cold, warning gaze from the soldier. He was hesitating whether he should expose the culprit or not. The eyebrows and eyes were too similar!
However, after seeing the gaze, he dared not say a word.
"I told you to turn around." The soldier felt like his dignity was being challenged. He walked up to the figure, grabbed the shoulder of the figure, and pulled him towards himself.
Right at that moment, maybe because of the slippery ground or the wolf carcass, the soldier fell forward.
"Your mother …" Before he could finish his sentence, he dragged the person down with him.
"What's wrong?" The soldier, who had been inspecting everyone, shouted at the same time.
"It's nothing. He just tripped over the wolf carcass," the soldier replied and waved his hand.
The leading soldier scolded, "Can you be any more stupid? Hurry up and search the village! "
"Yes, sir."
It was just a small interlude, so no one cared about it except for Wodino.
He was right beside the soldier, so he had seen everything clearly.
He saw the soldier fall and the suspect pretend to fall as well. The soldier only managed to curse, "Your mother!" before his throat was slit. It was a clean cut.
When the soldier asked the question, the suspect imitated the soldier's voice and the difference was not that big.
Isn't this a little too bold?
At the next moment, Wodino saw the suspect pull the soldier's hat off at an unbelievable speed and put it on his head.
Then, he quickly pulled the soldier's gun and coat off and put them on himself. He then raised the gun and pointed it at himself, seemingly unintentionally. While kicking the soldier's body, he shouted, "I told you to pee! I told you to pee! Do you know that I slipped?!"
The thick bushes slightly covered his lower body, and while he was kicking the soldier's body, he had quietly changed his pants and shoes!
In the face of such a public beating, the leading soldier did not say anything.
However, after half a minute, he grew impatient and shouted, "Enough!"
The suspect stopped and looked at Wodino. Wodino trembled a little and shook his head, telling the soldier that he would not say a word.
He didn't know why, but with such a simple statement, the suspect actually let him go.
When the suspect walked past Wodino, he said softly, "It's a virtue to keep one's promise. Otherwise, you will pay the price. "
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