About twenty plunderers, led by two captains of ten, took advantage of the thick fog that had not dissipated in the forest in the early morning to divide into two directions and attack here.
There was no warning.
Gunfire suddenly rang out!
The old guard guarding the village gate was shot to death, and five Molotov cocktails flew towards the village, hitting the wooden fence and the houses at the village gate, officially kicking off the looting.
The marauders wore coats made of hyena skin, accessories made of human bones and animal teeth hung around their necks, and Ripper rifles with bayonets stuck in their hands looked like spears.
Screams and howls, rude and unrestrained laughter, and gunfire turned this place into a hell on earth.
A raging fire broke out on the fence wall of the village. The fire spread from north to south. It was impossible to tell how many people came in the smoke.
Men and women ran desperately outside the village. In the panic, some people fell down from time to time and were overtaken by the predators chasing behind them.
If he was worthy of being a prisoner, he would be beaten, his hands and feet would be tied, and he would be thrown by the roadside. If he was not worthy of being a prisoner, he would be killed on the spot with a knife across his neck or stabbed in the back.
At first, some people tried to resist. They picked up shotguns and bows and fought back bravely. They even rushed forward with a tree-cutting ax with the idea of dying together.
However, the cruel reality is that almost all efforts are in vain.
Fighting with cold weapons, these survivors are no match for the predators in terms of skills or equipment.
The hunter who picked up his gun to resist had not even fired a few shots before he was pinned down behind the bunker by a barrage of bullets and unable to move. In the end, he was either shot to death on the street while retreating, or was chased and stabbed to death by countless bayonets.
sieve.
In fact, the survivors at Winter Willow Camp are not weak.
But unfortunately, what they encountered was chewing bones...
These people were completely different from the predators they had encountered before!
Not only are they well-equipped, but they are also well-trained.
When advancing, there are people who cover and shoot, and when charging, they know when to stay together and when to break up into pieces.
Even after they had invaded the stronghold, they did not scatter into a handful of sand. Instead, they planned to sweep away and eliminate the resistance forces in the village, divided and surrounded the fleeing survivors, and drove them to the northwest corner of the village.
There is a mud wall there, which is also the thickest wall in the entire village.
The houses next to them were far away, and there was no place to put their feet. The survivors who were driven there were like lambs in a sheepfold, waiting to be slaughtered and slaughtered.
A man with a skull as big as a fist hung around his neck and a protruding jaw, carrying an automatic rifle wrapped with tape, fired two shots into the sky, and shouted at the panicked survivors with a fierce look on his face.
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"Hold your head with your hands and kneel on the ground!"
"If I see you making any small move, I will smash your skull in with the butt of my gun!"
His name is Yu, and he is a captain under Gangya. He was ordered to lead his troops to search for supplies in the nearby area together with another captain named "Iron Knees".
His eyes swept over the bodies of these villagers, and Yu's eyes rested on a few pretty women.
A trace of greed flashed in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down, cursed, and turned around to greet his men to search for supplies.
"Hurry up! Take away the food and valuables, and burn the rest!"
"Stop fucking whining!"
"If you want to have fun, I'll have plenty of time for you when we get back to the base!"
The supplies prepared for the large army were snatched away by a group of unidentified survivors. Their boss did not intend to give up, and decided to plunder on the spot and plunder the food, cotton-padded clothes, fuel and other supplies they needed from nearby survivor settlements.
Before setting off, the staff officer in a navy blue coat specifically told them to make a quick decision and not to be infatuated with fighting, let alone waste time on having fun.
If it weren't for the prestige of his staff, Yu would have left without saying anything, and would have had some fun with his brothers.
Among the bone-chewing tribe, the staff officers wearing navy blue coats have a high status.
They had never fought before, and they had never won so easily.
Thanks to those people in navy blue coats, they are now almost invincible. Not only have they defeated their enemies, but they have also swept across the entire central region. There are few survivor settlements that can stop them.
The culture of predators is the worship of the strong. The one who can lead them to steal more slaves and treasures is their alpha wolf!
Even Lord Gang Ya had great respect for that staff officer, and Yu didn't want to be caught as a model and be shot and sacrificed to the flag.
He knew the nature of his leader, and he was ruthless in dealing with his enemies and his own people.
He pulled out more than 20 seriously injured friendly troops he picked up in the morning and gave him pleasure. Yu still remembers what their leader said at that time.
A burden and not worthy of living!
The villagers were taken to the well in the center of the village.
This is the village square.
Food, clothing, supplies...all valuable trophies were taken out of the house and thrown into piles in the open space.
Two marauders walked up and pushed them with bayonets under their guns, dividing the villagers into two groups according to the criteria of useful and useless.
They will kill a group of those who can't walk and use them as food reserves.
Then let the remaining people carry their loot and follow them back to the stronghold.
There, waiting for them will be a more cruel hell...
Seeing a plunderer taking away a bag of croissant potatoes from his home, the old man kneeling on the ground didn't know where he got the courage to crawl up to him, hugged the plunderer's calf and begged.
"That's the last bit of food in our family. Please...leave us at least some."
The plunderer was stunned for a moment, then with a ferocious smile on his face, he knocked the old man to the ground with the butt of his gun.
"Where's the old thing?"
Leave some?
Think about how to save your own life first!
There was a loud gunshot, and the old man fell to the snow, blood oozing from his head.
The plunderer grabbed his collar with one hand, dragged him aside from the middle of the road, stripped him of his clothes and threw them into the pile of trophies.
The surrounding survivors remained silent.
The ferocity of those plunderers made their hands and feet cold, and no one dared to speak, let alone resist.
The blood spread from the entrance of the village to the well in the center of the village, and also to the depths of their hearts.
These people are devils!
Looking at his grandfather standing in the corner, the boy covered his sister who was about to scream and stared at the man who killed his grandfather with hatred in his eyes.
He seemed to have noticed the boy's gaze.
The predator glanced at him with interest, as if he had discovered something interesting, and walked up to him.
"That old guy is your father?"
The boy didn't speak, just stared at him.
The predator squinted his eyes and suddenly noticed the girl in his arms, with a trace of evil thoughts flashing in his eyes.
Thinking of something fun, he pulled out a rusty dagger from the side of his boot, threw it in front of the boy, and said in a childish tone.
"Give you a chance."
"If you beat me, I'll let you go."
"If I lose, she belongs to me."
The neighbor kneeling next to him pulled the boy and pleaded with the predator.
"He's still a child...let him go."
"Did I ask you a question?"
The marauder impatiently pulled the bolt of his gun.
However, before he could raise the muzzle of the gun, a stream of blood mist exploded from his back as if he had been hit by something.
boom!
Thunderous gunshots came from afar, echoing in the forest.
The blood spurting from the predator's chest splashed on the faces of the surrounding survivors. People fell to the ground in panic, fled into the building in all directions, and hid behind bunkers.
The surrounding predators had no time to stop them. Their faces were also full of panic, their eyes were looking around, and they were firing towards the slope outside the village.
However, they chose the wrong direction, and the bullets landed on the snowdrift about a hundred meters away from Ye Shi and Guangfeng.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the boy picked up the rusty dagger on the ground, jumped like a rabbit on the predator who had been shot in the chest, and stabbed him in the chest like crazy, stabbing him in the chest one after another, like chopping meat.
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The predator was still twitching at first, struggling to get away, but later blood poured out from his mouth and nose, his eyes were blurred, and he stopped moving.
The marauder not far away saw it, raised his rifle and swore angrily, and took a shot at the boy.
In the chaos, bullets flew by without knowing where they hit. The boy turned over and rolled to the right side of the body. It was unclear whether he was dead or alive.
"Damn it, I can't stand it anymore!"
Everything else about this game is pretty good, but sometimes the realism is a bit redundant!
Ye Shi cursed and pulled the bolt of the gun, aimed at the predator who was eyeing the boy, and pulled the trigger again.
boom!
This time it was a headshot!
The looter, whose head was smashed, fell silently into the snowdrift next to the stone well.
"It's okay. Fang Chang and Qing Qing are here just in time... It doesn't matter if they are a second earlier or a second later."
Taking a deep breath, Fengfeng calmly held the telescope. After searching the village for a while, his eyes quickly locked on the man with his chin tilted forward.
"Did you see the shack hung with red cloth at your 2 o'clock position? The man next to him has a skull hanging on his chest. He is suspected to be the leader of the looters."
"Saw."
"Kill him"
While he was talking, Guangfeng suddenly saw the man looking straight at him.
The moment their eyes came into contact, the man suddenly pounced to the side like a leopard.
boom!
The gunfire rang out, and the bullet hit the snow, splashing a bunch of snowflakes.
Ye Shi pulled the bolt of the gun and took his eyes away from the sniper scope with a confused expression. He couldn't believe that the shot was actually dodged.
"What the hell? What's going on?"
"We are on the west side..." Guangfeng raised his head and glanced at the rising sun in the east, with a solemn look on his face, "I was careless."
The west side is high slope.
But this side faces the sun!
Now that the sun has risen and the morning fog has dispersed, it is probably the reflection of the sniper scope that revealed their position!
However, Bang Feng felt that things might not be that simple.
The man's insight and reaction speed were so fast that he found it incredible.
At this time, Kuangfeng suddenly remembered the "bear" who was knocked down by the administrator with a hammer during the decisive battle with the Blood Hand Clan.
Could it be...
Is he an awakener!?
Ye Shi, who was fascinated by the gun, did not stop, and immediately adjusted the muzzle of the gun to aim at the next target, killing the predator lying next to the wellhead with one shot.
"The third!"
If you can't kill the boss, it would be good to kill some viable forces.
However, at that moment, a barrage of bullets suddenly came from a distance, whizzing past the heads of the two men.
Although they missed, Ye Shi and Guangfeng were forced to retreat to the back slope.
"Gan! How come the firepower of these predators is so fierce!"
"..."
Guangfeng didn't say anything. He silently took out a wooden-handled grenade from his waist, carefully reached out of the bunker, picked up his binoculars and searched the village, and quickly located the source of the firepower pouring down on them.
The man held an automatic rifle in his hand, with a bipod and a disc-shaped drum hanging under the barrel.
Good guy.
An automatic rifle converted into a squad machine gun?
"The distance is 250 meters, the fuze time is 6 seconds, and the initial velocity of the throw needs to be more than 41 seconds... No, it has to be faster." He muttered softly in his mouth, and the strong wind calculated in his heart.
Under normal circumstances, thrown objects cannot be thrown that far, let alone thrown with the same muzzle velocity as a javelin.
but……
His right hand is not an ordinary right hand.
Let alone a javelin.
Even cannonballs are no problem!
The raised arm exerted force, and the grenade flew out of Guangfeng's hand, drawing a parabola and hitting the village.
The bullets from the light machine gun came quickly and suppressed him back. However, as a distant explosion was heard, the ferocious firepower suddenly shot up, swept across the treetops, and suddenly stopped.
Snow fell from the treetops and hit them both.
Ye Shi shook his head, emerged from the snowdrift, and said excitedly while setting up his sniper rifle again.
"You're awesome, brother, it's more than two hundred meters, damn, you're like a human mortar!"
No movie would dare to be shot like this!
Picking up the telescope to observe again, Kuangfeng replied casually with an expressionless expression.
"This right hand can adjust the strength...it's quite easy to use once you get used to it."
"Awesome! But what should you do if your equipment explodes? Will you be uncomfortable using your original hands?"
"Shut up."
The location has been exposed.
Logically speaking, it should be transferred at this time.
However, there is a forest nearby, and only a gentle slope on the west side can overlook the village. Even if you move, there is no better sniping point.
Moreover, Fang Chang and the quitting brothers have already reached the east gate of the village, and they need support just now!
I saw the man who was holding a sickle assault rifle leading the way, rushing in from the gate, advancing forward with the support of a long bow and arrow.
After setting up the gun again, Ye Shi pulled the trigger cleanly, shot down a rifleman who was eyeing the two of them, and covered the two of them as they continued to move forward.
Attacks launched from far and near at the same time caught the looters in the village unprepared.
In just 5 minutes of fighting, the more than 20 marauders had been reduced by 40%.
The remaining looters can only hide in buildings, rely on bunkers and obstacles to avoid sniper rifles, and confront the uninvited guests who invade the village.
Morale begins to waver!
"I think we can destroy both of their teams!" Ye Shi pulled the gun bolt and said excitedly, "No reinforcements are needed at all!"
"Don't be careless, keep an eye on your target..."
Before he finished speaking, Guangfeng suddenly saw a red signal flare rising into the sky from the village.
A bad feeling arose from the bottom of his heart.
"It's time for us to move."
"Transfer?"
Ye Shi was stunned for a moment, wondering if this was necessary. People were pinned down in the building and they didn't dare to move. What else could be done to them?
However, at this moment, the roar of the engine came from far away.
Guangfeng was startled, and immediately raised his binoculars and looked in the direction where the engine sound came from.
I saw two trucks parked at the edge of the forest to their north, about five or six hundred meters away.
About forty people jumped out of the car, divided into four teams, and advanced rapidly from north to south. And their current position was exactly on the path of the westernmost team!
Also noticing the situation in the north, Ye Shi's expression changed instantly.
"Fuck...it's over now."
Forty people!
One mouthful of spit would be enough to spit them to death!
Fang Feng's expression was also not pretty.
"Can you hit it?"
Ye Shi swallowed and salivated.
"You can hit...what a ghost! I don't even have forty rounds of bullets!"
Not to mention that he might not be able to kill one of the moving targets with one shot, even with a headshot, he wouldn't be able to kill more than forty!
After hearing Ye Shi's answer, Guangfeng only took a second to make a judgment.
"We have no choice but to withdraw!"
Although the rewards of the mission are attractive, the opponent's strength has exceeded their business scope.
If you withdraw now, you will lose some ammunition, and if you continue to fight, your equipment will be left here.
However, almost at the same time he made his judgment, the VM worn on his arm suddenly vibrated.
A pop-up window appeared.
[Mission: Reinforce Dongliu Camp (Completed)]
[Mission (new): Cooperate with reinforcements to defeat the predators! (Ongoing)]
Guangfeng was stunned for a moment, then his face showed ecstasy, and he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the south.
I saw dozens of figures emerging from the outline of the forest in the woods!
Ye Shi, who was lying on the ground, also saw the situation in the distance and shouted out overjoyed.
"It's reinforcements! Our reinforcements have arrived!"
Before he finished speaking, as the charging whistle sounded, the shouts of killing in the distance were already boiling.
"Brothers, rush!"
"Awesome!"
"Kill!"
The earth-shaking shouts swept from south to north, like thousands of troops charging through the forest.
No one has arrived yet.
But the overwhelming momentum had frightened the looters in the village to the point where their livers and gallbladders were split apart, and they were covered in hot sweat.
A drop of sweat slipped from Yu's forehead.
Pinned down by a sniper rifle in the wooden house, he didn't dare to look out, and he didn't know how long it would take for reinforcements to arrive.
He only knows one thing.
If he doesn't withdraw, he and his brothers will die miserably!
"Retreat! This voice is at least a centurion!" Iron Knees, hiding in another wooden house, shouted at him.
After reaching a consensus with another ten-captain, Yu immediately made a decision and shouted loudly.
"retreat!"
"Everyone retreat!"
In Winter Willow Camp.
Unable to hold on any longer, the looters abandoned their bunkers and wounded people one after another, fled from the occupied wooden houses and sheds, and fled towards the north.
The sound of gunfire gradually faded away.
The survivors hiding in cabinets, under beds, and in the ruins came out of their hiding places.
Looking at the destroyed village and the corpses scattered on the ground, they looked blank. Soon some people began to cry, or knelt on the ground silently.
Not so much despair.
It's better to say it's numb.
No one knows how to face all this, and no one knows what to do next.
The boy found his sister, patted the back of her head, and murmured a few words of comfort to her.
Ma Zhanqiu, the village chief of Dongliu Camp, found his eldest son who had been beaten into a sieve by looters on the street leading to the north entrance.
He held a shotgun in his hand, his eyes wide open, and two unloaded bullets in his hand.
The Adam's apple moved, and the old man closed his eyes and remained silent.
Fang Chang, who was carrying a mechanical compound bow, and Quit, who was holding a rifle, walked out from one side of the street.
Looking at the mess of this place and the miserable situation like hell on earth, I stopped smoking.
"Has this game always been so real..."
"It has always been the case, and before you came, we had seen worse things. Fortunately, there is an emotional blunting filter. Taking off the helmet is like having a lucid dream, which makes your brain feel uncomfortable.
The part will be blurred, so don’t worry,” Fang Chang patted Quit’s shoulder, “Just get used to it.”
If you can't get used to it, there are easier ways to play.
For example, fishing, hunting, mushroom picking, etc.
This game does not stipulate how players must play. In fact, the operators have been encouraging players to find a gameplay that suits them within the rules.
Quit smoking and nodded in understanding.
really……
If it were in reality, not only was he so frightened that he peed his pants, he must have been frightened to death. How could he still be chatting and laughing with his teammates like this?
We are all ordinary people, not crooked war gods.
But think about it, the body in the game is different from the body in reality.
If you really want to be as weak as your body in reality, why do you still play with a hammer?
With his body hollowed out by tobacco and alcohol, he would have to take a breath to run twenty or thirty meters, let alone rush while holding a rifle.
There is no doubt that if you find any scavenger, you can knock him to the ground and hammer him... -
(I dare not say before 11 o'clock for the next chapter, but around 11 o'clock... I will read it twice and revise it before uploading it.)