Chapter 557 Survivors Appear
The next second, the dark blue light in the fox girl's vertical pupils became brighter, and the fluffy fox tail behind her suddenly straightened, and a large ball of dark blue flame rose from the tip with a "whoosh"!
The flames were not blazing, but rather emitting a bone-chilling chill. She formed seals with both hands and pushed forward, and the ball of dark blue fox fire pounced on the mist ghost like a living thing!
"Ah——!" The moment the fox fire touched his body, the sickle-arm mist ghost let out an extremely shrill scream.
The thick protective gray fog seemed to have encountered its nemesis, making a "sizzling" sound of melting and quickly becoming thinner! Its huge body twitched violently, and its movements were obviously sluggish.
"Good opportunity!" A gleam of lightning flashed in the eyes of the male player wearing a medieval wizard robe. He raised the staff inlaid with a huge sapphire above his head, and the gem on the top of the staff burst out with a dazzling blue-white light!
"Thunder—summon!"
"Boom--!"
A blindingly pale lightning bolt as thick as a bucket tore through the thick fog and struck with incredible precision on the head of the sickle-arm fog ghost whose defense had been weakened by the fox fire!
A deafening explosion! Electric snakes danced wildly! The huge body of the sickle-arm fog ghost twitched and swelled violently in the dazzling lightning, and the gray fog on its surface was instantly evaporated by the violent lightning energy!
The next second, it exploded like a ignited barrel of explosives! Broken gray flesh and charred bone fragments mixed with the pungent smell of ozone splattered everywhere!
The other players also took action.
After all, it is linked to the task reward. You can slack off, but you can't let everyone die!
Xiao Jin teleported into the air, and countless purple sword beams shot up into the sky, flying in all directions with her as the center.
"Swish, swish, swish!!!" The fog ghost was cut into pieces.
Then her figure disappeared from the spot, and the next second three other figures that looked exactly like Xiao Jin appeared around her.
The "Key of the Moon" was quietly activated, and the four Xiao Jins exerted their strength at the same time, harvesting the grass and millet in front of them like the god of death.
The battle ended quickly, leaving behind a mess of corpses and the wreckage of several armored vehicles emitting black smoke.
The soldiers silently collected the broken remains of their comrades, while the players mostly looked indifferent, wiping their weapons or sorting out the items consumed in the battle.
The man in black armor had retracted his giant axe at some point and was still leaning back in his seat in silence, as if the earth-shattering battle just now had nothing to do with him.
Yu Liu twisted the copper coin, with an unchanged smile on his face, but his eyes swept over the injured and pale players with a barely perceptible aggression.
"Captain, six people died and three were seriously injured." A soldier walked up to Zhao Chun with a heavy face and whispered.
Zhao Chun's lips trembled, and after a moment he ordered, "Take care of the people, put the injured in the middle, and the rest of you will be on guard. In ten minutes... we will set off immediately."
"Yes." The other party responded with difficulty.
He also knew that this was not a good place to stay.
………………
The convoy continued to move forward in depressing silence for less than an hour. The gray fog ahead seemed to thin a little, revealing the outline of an abandoned highway toll station.
"Stop! There's someone in front!" the observer of the leading car suddenly shouted, his voice filled with surprise.
Zhao Chun immediately took the periscope handed to him by the person next to him.
I saw at least thirty or forty people gathered in the open space in front of the toll station!
They were ragged, unkempt, and many of them had obvious festering wounds on their bodies, just like Yin Xin before.
At first glance, they are all infected with the virus, and the infection has even reached their lungs.
Without enough purifying serum, it's death.
At this moment, yellow-green pus was oozing from the wounds of these people, their faces were covered with dirt and despair, and their eyes were bloodshot, flashing with madness and hatred.
As soon as Zhao Chun saw it, he secretly said that something was wrong.
Because these people were holding "weapons" in their hands, rusty iron pipes, sharpened wooden sticks, and even a few old shotguns and pistols!
What’s even more terrifying is that there is no expectation for the army on their faces, only a hysterical, suicidal madness!
"Stop! There are survivors!... But their condition is wrong! Be on alert! Be on alert immediately!" Zhao Chun noticed the abnormality and immediately gave the order. The convoy braked suddenly and slowly stopped a few dozen meters away from the crowd.
"The Army! It's the Army's car!" A hoarse shout broke out from the crowd, not of joy, but full of resentment.
"Kill them! They are the ones who don't care whether we live or die!"
"Hand over the food! Hand over the medicine!"
"Why should you live? Let's die together!"
The crowd was in a commotion, like a group of hungry wolves cornered, slowly approaching the convoy.
The burly men in the lead were holding homemade shotguns and a few things that looked like police pistols, with the black muzzles of the guns trembling as they pointed at the convoy.
Zhao Chun opened the car door, stood on the running board, picked up the megaphone, and tried to calm people down: "Everyone calm down! We are the expedition team of the 078 Spark Base! Put down your weapons! We can help!
We have food and medicine in the car! But please keep order!"
"Bullshit!" A man with pus-filled face and red eyes roared. He seemed to be the leader of this group of people.
"Help? What were you doing before? We were eaten by monsters and poisoned by this ghost fog, and you soldiers were enjoying yourself in your turtle shells! Now you come here to pretend to be good people?
Leave the car behind! Leave the stuff behind! Otherwise, no one can leave!" He suddenly raised the double-barreled shotgun in his hand and fired a shot into the sky!
The gunshots were like a signal! The few people in the crowd holding guns immediately opened fire at the convoy!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The bullets hit the thick steel plate of the armored vehicle, splashing sparks. Although they could not penetrate, the stray bullets hit the weak tire of a nearby troop carrier, causing the vehicle to tilt violently.
There were also a few crazy thugs, waving iron bars and machetes, howling and rushing towards the gaps in the convoy, trying to attack the lone soldiers!
"Protect the vehicle! Watch out for stray bullets! Don't shoot unless necessary! Subdue them!" Zhao Chun roared into the communicator, veins bulging on his forehead.
He still tried to control the situation and avoid killing his compatriots.
The soldiers gritted their teeth, rushed out of the car holding riot shields and batons, trying to form a human wall to block the impact, while shouting loudly.
But the frenzied crowd simply couldn't listen. They surged forward like a tide, ramming their bodies into shields and hacking at the soldiers' arms and bodies with sticks and knives! Screams rang out instantly.