Planeswalker My Plane War

308 Magician 6
If you were in a circus in a certain city at this moment, it would be normal to see such a figure in a silk top hat and mask, dress and cape.But in this environment, it is very strange for such a character to appear.

More than that, the magician was holding a pistol in his hand.

Normally, Hassan would not recognize the face under the mask.After all, this magician suit is really an effective camouflage tool, making it difficult for people to see the height, shape and appearance of the person under the suit.But with what the other party said just now, the situation is different.Although I don't know why the other party's voice has become a little immature, but the voice is the easiest thing for human beings to change.

"It's you!" Hassan combined several situations in his mind.He now understood the origin of the matter.

The few people were not standing close together just now, and one of them was a little far away from the others.Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the magician's attention was focused on Hassan. With the cover of this moment, he touched the gun hanging on his waist.He raised the muzzle with a quick and beautiful 90-degree turn.But before he pulled the trigger, a bullet had already entered his left eye socket, and the soft lens instantly festered like jelly spoiled by a child. The ruthless bullet directly penetrated the brain, shattering the nerve signals that connect life.

"Cut... You probably haven't studied it before, so let me give you a little guidance. The human reaction is 0.7 seconds, and it takes 0.5 seconds for me to turn the muzzle of the gun. Although your gun is hanging on your body, when you drop your hand, grab the gun , It takes at least 1.5 seconds to raise the gun and pull the trigger. Tsk tsk, it seems to be very brave, but in fact, I have watched too many movies and too few books.”

These are not lies, this is common sense learned on Thomas' range.

Sure enough, the remaining four did not take any risky moves.Hassan's eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for an opportunity to take advantage of.

In fact, if the four of them have the same mind and jump away in all directions at the same time, and then raise their guns to fight back, there is still a chance.But as the price of counterattack, they must die at least two people.Unless the magician shoots, they won't be able to make up their minds for a while.

"Mr. Hassan, I forgot to inform you." The magician said, but the childish and clear voice was full of naked malice. "I want 1 million dollars as compensation for being cheated, insulted and threatened. Now, your fellow countrymen have handed over 400 million dollars one after another. It's your turn. I will leave when I get the money, take it Until...then I will find a way to get it."

"We don't have $1 million. You can't get that much," Hassan replied.Now he really knew that things couldn't be better.The hatred caused by money is one of the strongest hatreds in the world. After all, on this planet, there are really not many people who can say that "the problem that money can solve is not a problem".

"I will verify this matter. But don't worry. If you really don't have any, then your friends, your relatives, your compatriots, and people from this country... as long as you expand slowly, there will always be Got it together."

Hassan couldn't understand what the magician meant.Kasim's fate can frighten others, but not him.And it's still incomprehensible.Because a magician with a gun can't answer the obvious question: Where are the people in this village?At least the village was still fine when he left yesterday afternoon.

Suddenly a gunshot was heard at close range.

You don't need to ask to know that Hassan's other team has come here.Although the monsters they encountered before were powerful, as long as they were not invulnerable, they were not a fatal threat.Although that kind of monster has a tough body and sharp claws, but in comparison, it is probably at the level of a wild boar.

This kind of monster will be threatening when it sneaks up, but as long as it is discovered in advance carefully, that is actually the case.So Hassan didn't have the slightest doubt that the other groups could fight all the way to the center of the village.Of course casualties should be inevitable.

Although the four people on his side were temporarily restrained at this time, they were not without the power to fight back.This is why although he is nervous, he is not afraid.

The magician's face turned slightly in that direction, obviously already aware of the movement outside.

"My people are here." Hassan said proactively.Slowly he began to understand this matter.In other words, his brain began to combine all kinds of incomplete information obtained in the past, trying to figure out what happened.This monster...was it created by a biochemical experiment?It must have been transported by car.From yesterday evening to night, one or two vehicles brought this monster here.The total number of monsters should be around a few dozen.The magician then controls these monsters to launch a raid on the village.

You can easily imagine how panicked an uninformed ordinary person would be when encountering such a monster.That's why there was a call, and why reinforcements were needed.

Of course, there are still many things that cannot be understood.Where did the people in the village go?Organized to evacuate collectively?Hassan didn't believe that such a thing would happen, or in other words, he didn't believe that a mass of scattered people could do such a thing that required a high degree of organization and discipline.Even if their households have guns, civilians with guns are still civilians, and they are still different from soldiers.

"If you're smart, you should have thought about your own way of retreat," Hassan said. "Put the gun down and I'll let you go." Although the situation was favorable, it was uncomfortable to point a gun at them.

Of course, as long as the opponent puts down the gun, Hassan is sure that he will raise the gun, and promise to beat the magician into a hornet's nest with a full shuttle of bullets.Allow the magician to leave?joke!Just look at Kasim behind him.This kind of person must never be let go.And he would not have any feelings of guilt, anyway, their religion allowed and encouraged them to perfidy the heathen, and that was even a boastful achievement.

"Put the gun down?" Although the magician still had a smile on his face, his eyes were full of disbelief.It never occurred to him that a mortal could be so ignorant and arrogant. "Do you know what happened?"

"Listen to this voice before speaking, my men are coming!" Hassan said in a calm and confident tone.The more confident you are at this critical moment.Of course, his self-confidence is not a disguise, as long as someone appears at the gate, the situation will be reversed.The magician fell into an extremely unfavorable situation of facing the enemy sideways.Of course, it would be even better if the magician was killed before the others arrived.

"You think your people will come?" the magician asked.

Hassan shrugged, feeling that he didn't need to answer such a stupid question.By this time the gunfire had subsided.His sense of hearing told him that the nearest gunshot just now was close at hand, not more than 20 meters away from them.His subordinates may be cautious and slow (they don't know what's going on here), but they will find it in two or three minutes at most.

The number of these monsters is limited after all.If trucks are used for transportation, there should be no more than 2 large trucks and no more than 6 small cars.After all, the skies of this country are controlled by the Army of the United States.Convoys exceeding this number are bound to be detected and searched by the United States.This also limits the number of monsters.No more than 25 if they are violent and fight among themselves.If they can be controlled and disciplined, the number will not exceed 50.With this amount, he believed that several other groups could handle it.

After all, human beings are the primates of all things.If the difference in quantity is not particularly disparate, the power of the bullets cannot be resisted by flesh and blood.

The magician smiled, his mouth parting in an uneasy grin. "We can wait patiently," he said.

Gunshots at close range sounded again suddenly.It might be difficult for ordinary people to tell the difference, but Hassan can hear it after all, after all, he has experienced a long military career.The gunfire sounded dense, but it was the result of strafing, and no more than two guns would fire.And there was a faint scream.However, the screams were covered by the gunshots, and it was difficult to hear unless they were carefully distinguished.

Just when he was in doubt, a figure walked in from the door.It was not human, but a four-legged beast.

Hassan's pupils dilated suddenly when he saw the creature.

From the outside came an indescribable creature.

Although the humanoid monster before was terrifying, it was still within the "reasonable" range after all.Its skin is hard and tough, but anyone who has hunted in the wild knows that almost all wild animals have rough skin and thick flesh.Not to mention animals with thick fur, even hairless ones - famously elephants, hippopotamuses for example - look hairless but are actually thick as hell.Another famous example is the wild boar.It is said that adult wild boars are often scratched on pine trees, resulting in thick hardened turpentine covering the surface of their bodies, making it difficult to penetrate.

If the monsters just said what made people feel the most frightening, it was not their sharp minions, nor their tough flesh, but their similar shape and structure to humans.

But now this monster is completely different.

Its overall appearance was that of a dog, but it was as large as a pony.Shoulder height should be around 1.2 or 1.3 meters.When the monster raised its head, its mouth could easily reach the neck of an ordinary person.But such a large size is only the most inconspicuous part of this monster.The surface of its body is not the fur or scales of ordinary beasts, but a black rock or carapace-like substance.There are many cracks on these rocks, and through the cracks, it can be seen that there is a dark red magma-like liquid flowing inside.And most importantly, it's not "looks like".That thing should really be magma, at least not paint.Because the burning sensation from this monster can be felt from a long distance away.

Compared with this completely anti-scientific, anti-common sense and anti-logic appearance, the daunting fangs are not so eye-catching.

This is totally unscientific, unreal, supernatural beings.When you see this thing, you will subconsciously think of the name "lava dog", or the term Cerberus.The legendary three-headed dog in hell.If the creature was Cerberus with two heads missing, no one would object.

Such monsters should appear in places like sculpture halls or galleries, not in reality.

But it is in reality, and it has come all the way with brisk steps.

There was something biting in the monster's mouth.It walked all the way to the side of the magician, showing off what it had in its mouth and offered it at the feet of the magician.The magician reached out and touched the lava dog's head, then reached out to pick up the things on the ground.

Now they can all see that it is a head.A person who had just been killed... Because it was so fresh and familiar, they immediately recognized whose head it belonged to.

That was one of their companions, who had been in another group and had entered the village from another direction.You don't need any more proof, just look at this lava dog, then look at this head, and you'll know that group is done for.

Before, Hassan felt that the elders in this village called this magician "witchcraft", probably because he had too little knowledge and vision.But now when the real and incomparable evidence appeared in front of him, he had to admit that this might really be some sorcery.This lava dog is the best evidence.Normal biology cannot produce such a thing.

"It seems," the magician laughed. "It's not good news that you wait patiently for."

"What are you going to do?" Hassan asked, trying to pull himself together.

"I've said it all, a compensation of 1 million knives." The magician replied. "Unless my request is met, I will continue to kill all the way. Kill all the people in this country...Of course I think this is impossible. It should only be enough to kill tens of thousands of people."

At this moment, the monster finally revealed the camouflage under the human skin.Those black eyes were like a barren field, with spots like blood-stained stars flickering in them, reflecting the few humans in front of them.Hassan looked at those eyes like black holes, and felt locked in a pair of soul-stirring wind tunnels.At this moment, deep in his heart, he felt a spontaneous tremor.

This place, like all other places, has many stories that are mainly used to scare children.Hassan is no exception.As a child, I heard rumors from my parents about some kind of bloodthirsty race masquerading as humans.In these stories, they are described as man-eating monsters, or unnameable monsters.They wear human skins, pretend to be human, and use sweet words to lure disobedient and credulous children to a remote and uninhabited corner, and then tear off their skins at any time and turn into terrifying monsters.This monster, along with other ghosts that his parents and elders deliberately used to scare him, became the worst nightmare in childhood bedtime stories.

Of course, when you're an adult, you'll forget about fairy tales like this.There is no such monster pretending to be a human in this world.

But at this moment, Hassan suddenly understood that the childhood ghost stories were not complete fairy tales.Because at this moment he saw one.When he looked into those eyes, he found that his blood vessels seemed to be boiling.Those memories that originated from the depths of the gully of the soul and were burnt and scattered into dust were revived due to the infusion of extreme emotions.

Outside—probably just across a wall—there were sounds of struggling and screaming.Then something suddenly dropped between Hassan and the magician.

It's a flashbang!

(End of this chapter)