"Uncle Zhong, look at our ...... now"

A young man with a green face asked in a whisper, and the middle-aged man he called "Uncle Zhong" was sitting next to him at this time, his back against the corner, and a wound fell from the top of his head to his chin, passing through one of his eyes.

The sheer nature of his hair was not encouraging, but the damage had taken away some of his hair from the front, making him look even older, and perhaps a little funny, but the visual impact of the horrific wound had completely obscured the look.

He shook his head, stopping the young man's words, he raised the rifle in his hand, checked it, and then stood up and walked towards the center of the church.

A few pieces of wood were stacked on top of each other, and the light of the fire lit up the whole church, and a man who looked like an iron tower sat on the edge of the flame, his shadow cast on the mottled walls—the structure of the church had not changed because of the changes in the world on the outside.

Zakhwaki spotted Uncle Zhong's approach, he turned his head and showed a kind smile to the middle-aged man: "Is there something wrong?" ”

This strong man from the fighting nation exuded a strong smell of wine, and he **** his upper body, with a lot of blood stains on his body that had not completely dried up.

"Still drinking at this time...... I always thought those claims were hearsay. Uncle Zhong laughed dryly, but before the words fell, Zakhwaki handed over the wine bottle in his hand.

At this time, it was very embarrassing, he was stunned for two seconds, and then he took it and took a sip.

Zakhwagi slapped Uncle Zhong on the back just right, which made the middle-aged man finally muster up the courage to drink the sip of liquor directly squirted out again.

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He coughed twice, then laughed and cursed.

The high intensity of the previous battle was enough to temporarily let go of the remaining guard in their hearts, at least Uncle Zhong, if it wasn't for Zakhwagi pulling himself away a little in time, the metal fragments flying sideways would have accurately stuck into his head.

Zakhwagki glanced to the other side of the fire, where there was a bench with a human figure curled up in a sleeping bag, her hair still blonde, but with a hint of withered texture, her shoulders bare, the blood on it revealing her injuries.

No one dared to underestimate this woman, and the people under Uncle Zhong's hands even looked at her with awe, not everyone had the courage to rush to the edge of the triangle head in the chaos, and not everyone had the ability to retreat after setting a sticky bomb on the triangle head.

"Will they still come?" Uncle Zhong sighed, he looked at the people who were crowded on the other side of the church, all with dull faces, his face was full of helplessness.

He didn't want to pay attention to these panicked people, not because he had no humanity, but because he was really too busy to take care of himself, these people who didn't know whether they were real living people or the existence of "NPCs", they couldn't bring the slightest help to Uncle Zhong and others, and no one could take care of these helpless ordinary people when the experimenters couldn't protect themselves.

Zakhwaki walked over to the blonde woman, checked her condition, and shook his head slightly.

"Still unconscious." He whispered, "There are a lot of injuries over there, maybe we need medicine." ”

Uncle Zhong smiled bitterly: "Where do you get the medicine?" I have it in my inventory, but now I can only look at it. ”

As the leader of a team, he does have a large number of various potions in his inventory, and he can even easily set up a stall in this place to sell potions, and it is estimated that he can make a lot of money...... If someone comes to buy it.

It's a pity that now, most of the materials and props brought from the "edge" have become decorations, and all they can rely on is a small number of weapons and their own meagre skills.

"This church ......," he said, looking at the walls of the church, which were still intact, and wanted to say something.

However, before the sentence began, Zakhwagi snatched it up: "This church can't stay anymore." ”

"Those monsters will definitely come back, their image reminds me of Silent Hill, but the church here is not quite the same as in the movie, those monsters are not afraid of this place, they can take the initiative to attack." Zakhwagki spoke like a wild bear roaring, and the smell of alcohol on his body became more pronounced in the hot wind of the flames.

Uncle Zhong nodded, and he said in a low voice: "It's really not suitable to stay here for a long time, but I'm afraid of ......."

He remembered what he had encountered in the Hyakki Night Walk dungeon, and when the final Hyakki Night Walk really broke out, the situation where he had nowhere to hide and run around, and he couldn't even do fixed-point defense, made him feel extremely frightened.

Along the way, the church was the only building they had seen that had remained intact, at least it hadn't become a mass of metal mesh like the others, it didn't give people any sense of security, it was leaky on all sides.

"In terms of points?"

"Points don't matter anymore." Zakhwagki said: "We don't even know how many people are left in this copy. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the corner where Uncle Zhong was sitting just now, where there were still several human bodies covered by rags, they were motionless, obviously lifeless, Zakhwagki said: "Their corpses have not disappeared. ”

Uncle Zhong nodded gloomily, the four dead were all members of the "gallows" guild, one of them was even an important backbone, he and the other two were slashed through the body with a large knife by the sudden triangular iron head when they tried to close the door of the church, and the result can be imagined.

"Let's rest a little longer, and in twenty minutes, we'll find another place to hide."

The two discussed: "What about these N...... Civilians, what to do? ”

The two of them were lost in thought at the same time, but in only two seconds, they came to an agreement.

Or rather, the consensus of their experimenters.

Zakhwagi dropped the empty bottle in his hand and grabbed his weapon instead—a rather vicious pistol, but unfortunately only the best in the store, in fact, slightly stronger than a regular firearm, but to a rather limited extent.

Immediately after, he took out a bottle of alcohol from his backpack, pointed to the wound on Uncle Zhong's head, and handed it over.

"My side can no longer maintain the investigation work in the vicinity, and there is a serious shortage of manpower...... The rest of the people could not be reached either. Uncle Zhong thanked Zakhwagi, poured some alcohol on a clean square towel, and then gritted his teeth and pressed it to his wound.

Zakhwagi looked at the middle-aged man who was jumping in pain, and said: "We don't have to worry about reconnaissance and vigilance for the time being, just now I laid some small traps on several nearby intersections, which may be rough, but they should be enough to warn." ”

Before the words fell, a crisp sound of glass bursting came from a distance, and the sound was quite penetrating.

"That's it?" , Uncle Zhong's face, which was distorted by pain, froze.

"Get ready, something's coming!"

Zakhwagki let out a loud roar, and the experimenters, who were still resting, rose from their previous positions, and all of them went into a state of alert.

Zakhwagi moved the bench where the blonde woman was lying to the back of the church, keeping her body as hidden as possible.

The atmosphere froze in a short period of time, including those civilians who were still at a loss, and at this time they were all hugged, hugging their heads and shrinking in the corner, for fear that the previous nightmare would come again.

"Friends inside, we have no ill intentions...... Not going to talk about it? ”

A voice came from the door of the church, and the speaker was next to the door, a little quiet, but everyone could hear it clearly.

Uncle Zhong sneered, he raised his gun and pointed at the door, and then shouted in a dumb voice: "Tell me the assembly place before entering the dungeon!" ”

“……”

The other party was silent and did not answer.

There is nothing to worry about in this kind of emotion, Uncle Zhong gestured to the side, and immediately someone took out the grenade and prepared to throw it.

But they seemed to be a step slower, and the next second Uncle Zhong sent a signal, a black thing flashed through the doorway.

"Not good!"

The exclamation rang out, and everyone shrank behind the bunker, and almost instantly, the shock wave of the explosion spread through the church, and small pieces of shrapnel flew past the body of one of the experimenters, leaving a trail of blood.

"Fire!"

There are too many meanings that this blood can represent, if it is some other fragments that hurt this experimenter, then Uncle Zhong and the others may still be able to remain calm, but since it is the shrapnel itself that caused the damage, then there is no room for compromise, and war is the most direct and correct choice.

The impact of the explosion had not yet dissipated, but the flames of the guns had already lit up in the dim light, and in the smoke, something that shimmered pale and shiny staggered towards the gate, and they attracted enough fire in the first place.

"It's a minion!" Someone shouted, and the one who walked into the church was a few skeletons, which seemed to be quite hard, and the bullets had little effect on them.

At this time, the skeletons were erecting the white bone shield in their hands, and they used the huge shield to build a temporary bunker and began to advance step by step towards the interior of the church.

"I'll take a trip." After leaving these words, Zakhwaki's figure disappeared beside Uncle Zhong, he turned out from behind the cover, landed on all fours, his body was actually covered with a layer of brown hair in an instant, and the whole person turned into a huge brown bear.