Bang!

Many enemies had been found and killed on the spot, and some took advantage of the chaos to try to escape, but failed in the end.

Of course they also resisted. Ordinary rifles do not have the combat capability at short distances, and the soldiers who were attacked by surprise may suffer casualties.

But short-range muskets are different. They are like shotguns with only one bullet. The shorter the distance, the greater the power.

Chai Su stroked the little blue wolf's head. His expression seemed relaxed, but his mind was actually racing.

Once he discovers any special situation, he can react immediately.

"Die, slave pig!"

Nur suddenly jumped out from behind a mound three or four meters away.

He raised the steel knife in his hand and rushed over.

"Bang!"

001 shot him in the leg and Nur fell to the ground immediately.

It was a one-sided massacre. At close range, the short-range muskets seemed invincible.

Chai Su walked up to Nur.

This guy was shot again by 001, and his two legs were basically disabled.

"What kind of weapons are you holding?"

Even with another tribe that had traded with them many times, they had never seen such terrifying weapons.

Chai Su shook his head.

He wiped his neck with his palm and then pointed to his mouth.

Like this.

Do you understand?

If you don't tell me what I want to know, I'll kill you!

"Fool? Haha, I never thought that I, Nur, who has killed countless enemies in my life, would be defeated by a fool. Is your neck sore? Do you need me to rub it for you? Hahaha..."

“…” Chai Su.

Well, there's no way to communicate.

The other party obviously knows nothing about the modern standard ways of expressing love.

"Kill him..."

…