Chapter 335 Inventory

"There are five thousand combatants in the company, plus the city's active scavengers, the total strength is thirty-five thousand."

"That's all?"

"Time was short and our large forces were too late to mobilize, but this time we brought those new weapons."

Fingal replied.

Xiao Yang touched his chin. A swarm of hundreds of thousands of rats was no joke. Unlike the zombies that used to attack Dafen City, they could be eliminated in batches.

But he is now a sixth-level superpower, and these are just miscellaneous fish.

"It seems that the battlefield still needs to be arranged."

"Sir, Bill and the others are back with the latest information."

"Bring them here."

Xiao Yang met the smelly Bill and learned more about the fighting methods and abilities of these rats.

"Boss, I'm sorry, the garbage spot was not guarded."

Bill looked depressed. He had many scars on his body. It seemed that he had evacuated after a fierce battle.

"I don't blame you this time. There are too many rats. Fix them properly. We will take back the garbage spots."

Xiao Yang took out a large bottle of healing medicine made from hippocut grass and gave it to Bill and others to express his approval.

Thanks to the nourishment of the massive alchemy ashes in Dou Po World, the production of these magical herbs has increased dramatically, and they can now be prepared into potions on a large scale.

Bill left, leaving no trash behind.

Xiao Yang habitually looked through the garbage that Bill brought back to see if there was anything delicious.

"Forget about sending bad bugs. I haven't eaten the toads from Miaomu Mountain yet. I can try the dry pot. Hey, is this... Bai Zetsu's body?"

Boss Xiao poured out several naked, pale humanoid corpses without Xiao Jiji, with many pieces of paper stuck to them.

"It looks like it's the special White Zetsu used to reincarnate in the dirty earth. These white notes should be left after the reincarnation of the dirty earth is lifted."

Xiao Yang commented.

Bai Zetsu is a chakra artificial being in the Naruto world. It has excellent tool properties. It can be used as a scout, cannon fodder, and a sacrifice... Not only can it move at high speed through soil and trees, but it can also be possessed and disguised. and other practical little abilities.

"Just in time, after Uncle Snake haunts me, I can have a new work again..."

Master Xiao was thinking about making a few "White Zetsu Taming" external armors. The armor made with Orochimaru leather sheath last time was not very effective and he was not very satisfied.

As for the use of White Zetsu as armor, there have been cases in Naruto. For example, the Uzumaki White Zetsu in the world of Naruto can be worn on the body, and its combat power is considerable.

"These pieces of paper... seem to be left behind after the reincarnation of the dirty earth was lifted. Could it be the dregs left by the reincarnated soul body?"

Xiao Yang complained.

So can I eat it?

At this time, you need to use Ah Mo.

Under the pressure of Boss Xiao, the tool cow A Mo reluctantly chewed the piece of white paper like a peony, then his eyes widened and he spat it out with a "bah" sound.

"You can't even eat Ah Moo. It seems like it's really useless."

Boss Xiao shook his head, flicked a small fireball, and lit the paper ball on fire.

At this time, Ah Mo suddenly shrugged his nose and inhaled the smoke produced by the dirty paper, looking intoxicated. He seemed to be getting high the more he inhaled.

"Holy shit, it's actually for sucking?"

Xiao Yang discovered that the effect of these pieces of paper after being ignited was somewhat similar to the whale scent of the golden elixir stage monsters, but the effect was much worse. It could only slightly replenish the soul power, and it seemed to have quite a lot of hallucinogenic side effects.

It's easy to get high if you smoke too much.

"It's far worse than the bitterness tree, so let's find an opportunity to dump it..."

Xiao Yang stopped caring about this rubbish and began to direct and lay out the battle lines.

The rat tide came later and in greater numbers than expected.

The intelligence brought back by Bill played a big role, and the recycling company made targeted preparations as much as possible during this period.

At this time, there were trenches outside the city.

Tens of thousands of scavengers were waiting with guns in hand.

In low-end battlefields, bullets are still the most effective means of killing. The main role of these ordinary soldiers is to kill low-level rats.

Thanks to the efforts of elementary school students on Earth, the game of chicken has continued to thrive, allowing recycling companies to harvest a large amount of firearms and ammunition.

The air was eerily quiet.

A slight ripple appeared in the puddle.

Before the rat tide appeared within the field of vision, some scavengers with sensitive senses felt a slight tremor coming from the ground.

As the time approached, the shaking feeling became stronger and stronger, and the hands of the scavengers who came into battle could not help but tremble slightly.

In the past, the ferocious appearance of mutated creatures appeared in their minds. If they hadn't still had wives and children in the city, they might have been unable to bear the tremendous pressure and ran away.

"Don't panic. Just aim at the mice and shoot hard. Others will deal with those powerful guys."

The superpower supervising the battle tried his best to calm the nervousness of the soldiers, and even handed out a few candies.

Ho ho ho.

At this time, hundreds of huge flying creatures passed by at low altitude from behind the position, kicking up bursts of dust.

"Don't be afraid, those are dragoons, they are performing their mission."

The war supervisor reassured.

Sure enough, there were bursts of rumbling explosions in the distance.

Before the rat tide entered the sight of the infantry positions, the Dragoons had already begun bombing them.

At this moment, outside the vast skyline.

A black tide passed by, and densely packed rats rushed over the mountains of garbage, like rolling oil rushing forward.

The smallest of them is as big as a goat. Hunger makes their eyes red. The pain of a few whips makes them charge forward recklessly.

"Squeak, move forward, the food is ahead."

Behind these rats, the strong ratmen use weapons made of animal bones to drive the rat beasts forward.

Suddenly, dense black spots appeared in the sky.

Then a booming sound sounded.

The squeaking screams of rats sounded in front of the black tide.

A string of grenades fell like a rainstorm, blasting a bloody mess in the rat court.

"Don't stop, keep going, throw them all."

Jim roared, and at the same time commanded thousands of the most powerful poisonous insects to join the bombing operation, with surprisingly high efficiency.

It is an old tradition of the Zhutian Garbage Recycling Company to use grenades to clean up a large number of mutant creatures.

The Poison Mist Forest produces various chicken-eating weapons all year round. Over the past few years, the company has accumulated too many grenades. It is just right to clear the inventory at this time.

Although it is useless against high-level rats, it is still quite lethal against those ordinary and low-level evolved rats.

The explosion effect of the grenade also has a certain intimidating effect on these rats, and the momentum of the rat group is slowed down, and small rats are blown up from time to time.

In addition to the grenades, the dragon cavalry also set fires indiscriminately in the rat tide. Gasoline incendiary bombs and fire dragons were flying together, and the wind attribute supernatural power on the dragon's back fanned the flames.

The air raid caused considerable damage to the cannon fodder rats that took the lead, but the counterattack of the rat tide soon came.

Only a few squeaks were heard.

The evolved rat beasts and rats behind the cannon fodder rat servants uttered various supernatural powers and launched a fierce attack on the swooping dragon cavalry.

"Take off! Take off immediately!"

The dragon cavalry quickly pulled up and flew to a height of thousands of meters.

At this distance, it is difficult for ground creatures that cannot fly to attack the enemy.

However, the dragoons did not continue to risk large-scale dive operations, but began to dump bags of black dust.

"Blow the wind!"

Hundreds of wind-type psychics lined up in a line and coordinated their powers, creating a spectacular scene.

Driven by the strong wind, the black ash formed a hazy mist that blew towards the endless tide of rats.

"Ha! Ha!"

King Kong Barbie Mouse grabbed her beloved wig, sneezed, rubbed her nose, and looked at the black smoke.

"Squeak, what do these humans want to do?"