bestfiction Chapter 230 2 monsters
Chapter 230 2 monsters
On the hillside, Jimmy, who was guarding the horses, saw Bourne and shouted in surprise:
"Mr. Bourne, I'm glad you're back safely!"
When he saw the ugly monster tied tightly on Bourne's horse, he was frightened by his ugly appearance and stammered:
"This, this is the guy who just shot me?"
"Yes, this guy came here specifically to ambush us. He has been there for a while and knows we are coming."
Bourne pointed to the direction from which the sharp arrows were coming from behind him and said, "Frode and the others must be in trouble. Let's go over there quickly!"
The three of them climbed onto their horses, with the ugly monster tied to Kate's horse's butt, and they ran towards the road down the hill together.
Not long after walking along the road, Jimmy stopped at a small road that branched off the road.
He jumped off his horse, lay on the ground and observed carefully for a while, then turned back and said to the two of them:
"This is it. There are traces of horseshoes from our Yellowstone Farm. They look very fresh. They must have just been there. Could it be Frode?"
"Maybe it is. It could also be another team. Let's go in and take a look. Jimmy, you stay in the middle, Kate stays behind and stays alert."
As he spoke, Bourne rode up the path first, followed by Jimmy and Kate last.
At this time, the valley was quiet, with only the breeze blowing through the treetops, causing the leaves to rustle slightly.
Bourne was highly concentrated, with spatial perception and danger warning fully activated. He held the reins in his left hand and a Glock 19 in his right hand. At the same time, a loaded Winchester M70 was inserted in the gun bag next to the horse's neck for easy access at any time.
After walking for a few minutes, before entering the valley, Bourne smelled the smell of blood in the air.
"not good!"
Bourne squeezed his horse's belly lightly and ran a few quick steps to the valley entrance. The scene before him made his pupils shrink.
So bloody!
In a valley the size of a basketball court, there were five or six human bodies and three dead horses lying in a mess.
Each corpse was incomplete, with the head and limbs chopped off and the body ripped open.
In the center of the venue, there was a bonfire, and on the wooden rack of the bonfire, two heads were roasted to a golden brown.
The smell of blood, barbecue, feces and urine mixed together and filled the entire valley. Jimmy, who had tried hard not to scream, could no longer hold back his anger. He held onto a tree trunk and began to vomit.
Bourne's face didn't look good either, but out of professional habit, he still went forward to check the bodies.
Just as he was riding his horse, carefully avoiding the corpses on the ground and almost reaching the center of the valley.
Without any warning, Bourne disappeared from the horse's back and reappeared on the right side of the horse, with the Winchester M70 mounted on the horse's back and the muzzle aimed at the deep woods on the left.
"Crazy, turn on!"
Several huge black and red bodies appeared in the forest on the left.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."
Bourne fired without hesitation and used up all five bullets. Regardless of the empty gun on his horse, he pulled out the Glock 19 from his waist and said, "Jimmy, stay there and don't move," before running up the mountain.
Jimmy was left confused and at a loss.
What happened? Why were they shooting up the hill?
He turned around suddenly, and found that Kate on the horse behind him had disappeared. The words he wanted to ask about the situation were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.
When did Miss Kate leave?
Am I the only one left here?
Looking at the bloody scene in front of him, which looked like a slaughterhouse, his stomach churned again, "Ugh—"
……
Bourne moved quickly through the woods like a nimble squirrel.
Not far ahead, two figures emitting black energy were supporting each other and climbing up the hillside desperately.
Suddenly, one of them tilted and fell to one side, and the one who was supporting it fell with him due to inertia.
Seeing the enemy right in front of him, only ten meters away from being caught, Bourne suddenly stopped and rushed behind a big tree on the side that was being hugged by one person.
call--
A strong wind blew, and several tree trunks as thick as arms fell from the sky and hit the place where Bourne had just stood. The sharpened tree trunks were deeply embedded in the soil.
Immediately afterwards, there was another whistling sound of wind, and a meteor hammer flashing with cold light flew in the air, and in the blink of an eye it arrived in front of the big tree where Bourne was.
Wood chips flew everywhere, and the hammer head was deeply embedded in the bark. A chain made of barbed wire was pulled around the trunk, wrapping the tree in a circle.
At this time, two figures stood up on the hillside. They were the two ambushers who had just been chased by Bourne and pretended to fall.
They looked over here with strange smiles, cruel, excited and thrilled expressions in their eyes.
Many people think that they only know how to set traps and shoot arrows, but little do they know that the meteor rope is a deadly weapon passed down from their ancestors for killing people and tying up prey.
What's more, the meteor rope has been modified. The original stone ball has been replaced with a steel ball welded with iron nails, and the leather rope has been replaced with iron wire with saw barbs. Once it hooks into the prey's skin, it will not only cause the prey to bleed profusely, but also prevent the prey from escaping, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
At this moment, a Glock 19 suddenly stretched out from the ground, with the black muzzle pointed at the two men.
The prey was not dead!
The two people on the hillside were shocked, but they were not panicked.
Their bodies are different from those of ordinary people. Their vitality and recovery ability are terrifyingly strong. The bullets from that kind of gun are not fatal unless they hit the vital parts.
However, they didn't know that Bourne's gun was just a trick to attract their attention. The real killer move came from behind:
"Meow!"
Kate suddenly appeared behind them and gave them both a hard shove on the back.
Caught off guard, the two guys were pushed and lost their balance, rolling down the hillside towards Bourne like a rolling gourd.
On the way, the two kept triggering the mechanisms, causing them to scream.
Wooden boards with nails facing upwards, tripwires, large animal traps, pitfalls... There were no less than seven or eight traps on the hillside just over ten meters away.
No wonder these two men ran separately from both sides when they passed this area just now, and stood on it and pretended to fall, just to lure Bourne to pass by.
If it weren't for the danger warning, even someone as strong as Bourne would have suffered a great loss. The old saying of our ancestors, "Don't enter the woods," was indeed correct.
You see, didn’t you experience the trap set by the other party yourself?
He made a gesture towards the hillside, and Kate, who was still on it, understood what he meant and ran to the top of the higher slope to keep watch for Bourne.
Only then did Bourne have time to check the miserable condition of the two guys who wanted to ambush him but were ambushed by him.
Both guys had disheveled hair and bloody faces, but one could tell that they both looked misshapen and had no human form.
Looking at the bodies of the two men again, one was wearing denim overalls, his right leg below the knee was missing, as if it had been cut off by a circular saw that bounced off the ground, five thumb-thick iron sticks were stuck in his back, and his left hand was covered in blood;
The other one was wearing a dirty nightgown. Her limbs were intact, but a half branch was stuck in her head and she was spitting blood from her mouth. Her arms were drooping limply on the ground. On her left ankle, she was bitten by a half-meter-long animal trap that was covered in rust. I don't know if she will be infected with tetanus.
In addition, Bourne also saw with his own eyes that the two men were hit several times by wooden beams as thick as a man's arms, and they must have suffered considerable internal injuries.
However, even such injuries that can kill ordinary people twice, when applied to these two guys, only made them vomit blood and become powerless. They are truly two monsters!