1215 The battle between the abandoned people

"Do it!"

As the provoker was killed by Uncle Jim, the battle between the two sides was inevitable.

The moment the provoker fell to the ground, both sides roared in anger and drew their weapons.

The instigator's companions had all kinds of strange weapons, but each of them was a killing weapon. They also had the advantage in numbers. They let out strange and crazy howls, and when they rushed towards Uncle Jim and the others, they also deliberately blocked the other three directions. It was obvious that they did not want Uncle Jim and the others to leave.

As for Uncle Jim's Group of five, at this moment, besides Uncle Jim who was in charge of buying time, Morris and the other three quickly took out the pockets hidden under their clothes, quickly pulled out the crossbow guns from inside, and directly unfolded the bow arms.

At the same time as the bow arm was extended, an arrow was loaded at the same time, and it could be fired with just a pull of the trigger.

Morris was the fastest. When he finished assembling the crossbow, he immediately looked at Uncle Jim's position and saw that he was fighting with an enemy. After another enemy beside him tried to sneak an attack, he directly launched an attack on the sneak attacker.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the wind covered the sharp sound of the crossbow arrow, and the accuracy would not be affected too much within a short distance. Thus, this crossbow arrow finally hit the back of the sneak attacker as Morris had expected.

The provoker who had just raised his weapon trembled and knelt on the ground powerlessly. The back of his robe was quickly soaked in blood.

"Uncle Jim, hurry up and retreat!"

After Morris shouted, he pulled on the handle of the crossbow and pulled the bowstring taut.

At the same time Morris shouted, the other three abandoned people also pulled their triggers. The flying crossbow arrows immediately shot down three enemies, causing the other enemies to be slightly stunned.

However, they only hesitated for a moment before they continued to attack, trying to kill him before Morris and the others could shoot again!

Although the enemy's idea was good, it was obvious that they had underestimated the firing speed of the crossbow. Although it was not as fast as a gun, it could guarantee a firing rate of 30 shots per minute.

In the process of charging towards Morris and the others, another ten enemies fell to the ground. The sharp crossbow arrows pierced deep into their bodies, and the enemies who suffered such heavy injuries were almost unable to escape death!

"Damn it, what the hell are they using? how can they be so powerful?"

An enemy in the distance cursed fiercely, but the speed of his charge did not slow down in the slightest. He directly locked onto Morris and charged forward, the self-made battle axe in his hand also flying out casually.

"Bang!"

Morris, who was shooting, felt a shock on his back. When he turned around, he found a battle axe on the ground, and a dumbfounded enemy beside him.

"Go to hell!"

Without any hesitation, he pulled the trigger and the arrow shot directly into the head of the sneak attacker, shattering the goggles and piercing into the brain, killing him on the spot!

"Everyone, be careful! Do not charge at them!"

An enemy was lucky enough to Dodge the arrow. At the same time, he loudly warned his companions, but when he turned around, he saw the ground full of corpses!

The battle had just started, and they had already lost more than ten people. This situation had completely exceeded the enemy's expectations. Looking at the bodies of their comrades on the ground, a chill suddenly rose in their hearts.

'What kind of weapon are these damn guys using to be so terrifying?'

When fighting with such an enemy, one could either quickly retreat to reduce losses, or pay a certain price to kill all the enemies and seize these weapons to arm themselves!

Victory seemed to be so close that no one would choose to give up. The enemy gritted his teeth and pounced again!

Uncle Jim had already returned to Morris 'side, holding a machete and a seized short spear in his hand. He was covered in blood as he fought hard against two enemies.

The four of them, including Morris, had already been injured by the enemies who came close from time to time. Fortunately, they were not too fatal and could still persist in the battle for the time being.

However, the enemies were already in a killing frenzy and were charging forward recklessly. They were not like at the beginning, where they had slowed down their charging speed due to the sharp attacks of the crossbows or even chose to stay in place to avoid being shot.

kill them all and take revenge for our fallen brothers. As long as we can get our hands on those weapons, we'll be able to occupy the entire trash mountain!

An enemy's roar explained why they were so crazy.

"You're all dreaming! Go to hell!"

Morris roared and threw the empty crossbow on the ground, directly pulling out the sword tied to his waist.

As his saber was unsheathed, he and his four companions protected Uncle Jim in the middle, helping him block the enemy's charge so that he could catch his breath. At the same time, they took out their crossbows to support him.

In just a few breaths, the enemy had completely surrounded them, and all kinds of weapons were attacking Morris and the others at the same time.

A good tiger would not be able to fight a pack of wolves. Morris and the rest were just ordinary abandoned people. They were not the enemy's match at all in their injured state.

The enemies were obviously aware of this, and there was a hint of a smug smile mixed in with the cruelty, as if Morris and the others were lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

However, both sides seemed to have forgotten one thing. There was a special onlooker on the battlefield, who was watching the scene coldly.

"Alright, let's stop here!"

As Tang Zhen's voice resounded in the sandstorm, the bodies of the enemies surrounding Morris and the rest stiffened. Then, their bodies trembled continuously as bean-sized beads of sweat continuously rolled down from their foreheads.

The weapons in their hands fell to the ground one after another, because their hands could no longer hold on to them.

"Sir, it's Sir's voice!"

Morris and the others, who originally thought that they would die without a doubt, seemed to only remember Tang Zhen's existence after hearing his voice. At the same time, they let out excited shouts.

Morris and the rest were naturally very clear about Tang Zhen's mysteriousness and strength. They also knew that as long as he helped, they would be able to safely pass this crisis!

However, there was one thing that made them feel strange. Why did he seem to have completely forgotten about Tang Zhen's existence after the battle? it was as though this person had never appeared in his life!

Perhaps this was also a magical ability that he had. He could control people's memories and block their memories of certain things for a short time!

Of course, Morris and the others did not have the time to think about the specific reason. They just sat on the ground and panted heavily. At the same time, they looked at the enemies who were paralyzed on the ground and had fear written all over their faces. Their hearts seemed to be filled with a sense of satisfaction.

Tang Zhen's figure gradually appeared in the wind and sand. He slowly walked in front of Morris and the others.

apply these things to your wounds. It can help them heal quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, an exquisite bottle appeared out of thin air and fell into the hands of Morris and the others.

Everyone poured out the ointment from the bottle and applied it on the wound. They immediately felt a cool feeling and the pain was reduced a lot.

Morris stood up from the ground with great effort and returned the bottle to Tang Zhen with both hands. However, his face had an expression of wanting to say something but hesitating.

"Do you have any questions to ask me? if you do, why don't you just ask me directly?"

After hearing this, Morris hesitated for a moment, but he still gathered his courage and asked, " Sir, I'm very confused. Since you won't watch us get killed, why didn't you help us just now? "

Uncle Jim and the others 'expressions changed, because Morris's question was not appropriate. It obviously gave people the feeling that he was interrogating them.

They were afraid that Tang Zhen would be angry because of this sentence or that he would no longer follow them into the monster City, resulting in them not being able to obtain enough food seeds in the end.

Uncle Jim was about to reprimand Morris, but Tang Zhen waved his hand to signal them not to speak. At the same time, he said to Morris in a deep voice,"You should be very clear that I've given you enough help. If it's just you alone, you'll never be able to get food or weapons!

If you want to survive in this world and live a better life for yourself and your companions, then you need to rely on the help I can give you. You need to constantly experience these brutal killings and finally achieve your goal!"

Tang Zhen coldly looked at Morris, appearing to be very cold and heartless.

now, tell me, are you willing to accept such a life, and then step on the corpses of your enemies, and finally change this world completely? "