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This period of recuperation is the most comfortable time, not only does Yunying not need to be practiced as a sandbag like before, he lies down and rests every day, and has meat to eat for three meals, and he is a lot stronger in a few days.

After a few days of such a life, Yun Ying hopes that his healing will be slower.

This time he woke up from a serious injury, and there was a lot of progress on all sides, Yun Ying didn't feel the rapid improvement, what he dreamed of that day might be a dream after all, Yun Ying didn't care too much about it, so he just left it behind.

Day 5.

Yun Ying's injuries have basically recovered.

The praying mantis called him over to help.

The praying mantis's studio, the table full of soaking specimens, and the test tube rack full of test tubes of different liquids of different sizes, all kinds of rudimentary and crude tools, this has become commonplace for him.

Yun Ying took out a newly transported corpse and put it on the dissection table, this is a young female corpse, it is estimated that she has not been dead for a long time, judging from her skinny appearance, she probably died of starvation, such corpses are everywhere.

"Praying Mantis, what are you going to study today?" Yun Ying took the clamp and knife and prepared to start: "Heart, liver, lungs, or something else!"

Although the injury did not heal, it was more than enough to do the work.

The mantis was bloody and his hands had just stretched out from the belly of a disemboweled-belly guy, if Yunying was a newcomer who had just arrived, he might still be a little unaccustomed to it, and now he had been in the group for more than a month, and he had done this kind of thing many times, so he didn't feel any discomfort.

Three captains of the Huangquan mercenaries.

The praying mantis is the most elusive one.

The praying mantis is particularly cultured and knowledgeable, he can refine and blend potions that can treat injuries from the mess of mutated plants, and Yun Ying's injuries can heal so quickly, all because of the relationship between the praying mantis, so Yun Ying admires him very much.

Cloud Eagle had never seen a praying mantis move a hand.

But even if the praying mantis only relies on his medical skills, he is not afraid of running out of food in this era.

"Hang up. ”

When Yun Ying heard the praying mantis's instructions, he was slightly stunned, this guy wouldn't be going to do any strange experiments, right? But there was no nonsense, he immediately tied the corpse's arms and hung the corpse.

The praying mantis coldly pulled out a silver revolver and placed it on the table.

When Yun Ying saw this revolver, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, this gun was snatched by Yun Ying from the red nose, but then Yun Ying passed out and the gun was gone, Yun Ying thought it was confiscated by the cunning fox, after all, the gun is an expensive item, and it is a waste for a rookie like Yun Ying to hold it.

"Damn, isn't this my gun?

Yun Ying is responsible for all chores in the mercenary group, including gun maintenance or something, so he is basically no stranger to firearms.

The praying mantis pulled out an orange bullet and placed it on the table.

What do you mean?

Yun Ying was a little stunned.

The praying mantis pushed his glasses, the lenses shining with cold light, unable to see his eyes, he stretched out his hand and hung a finger on the corpse in front of him, and said in his usual cold tone, "You shoot it as fast as you can." ”

"Isn't that okay?"

Yun Ying certainly didn't have the ridiculous idea of being disrespectful to the corpse.

He thinks about how much bullets are wasted to shoot people!

"Do it!"

I don't know what medicine is sold in the praying mantis gourd, but since I insist on it, there is no way, this ice cube face has always been the same, not to mention the taste of live ammunition shooting, which is also what Yunying has always wanted to experience.

Pick up the pistol, swing out the nest, stuff the bullet, and turn it slightly, and the nest will return to its place.

Yun Ying didn't have any experience with marksmanship, but for some reason, he felt extremely proficient, and he was about to pull the trigger when he was about to raise his gun.

Sou!

A cold light swept through the air and shot across his face.

For!

It was a long, narrow and cold scalpel, inserted into the corpse's eyebrows with great precision, even if it was measured by the most accurate ruler, this was definitely the position of the center, without the slightest deviation, and the blade was completely pierced in.

Yun Ying felt as if his masseter muscles had lost their strength, and his entire jaw fell involuntarily, staring at a pair of eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"Draw the gun, reload, shoot, it took you four seconds, and my third of a second is enough to slit your throat. ”

This is the first time I have seen a praying mantis make a move.

Yun Ying didn't expect the praying mantis to be so powerful!

"You remember, the more complex, sophisticated, and advanced the weapon, the more dangerous it is for the user, and if you rely on it, you will not be far from death. Really easy to use weapons, everywhere, easy to take, simple and fast, a really good killer, grass and trees can kill people. ”

After knowing each other for more than a month, the praying mantis cherishes words like gold, and has never said so much in one breath, and Yunying has a feeling of getting to know each other again.

He's a skilled doctor, he's a weird scientist who likes to disembowel corpses in search of mutated tissue, and he's a magical pharmacist who can extract medicine from mutated plants, but these are all just side professions now!

The foxy fox is the gunman, the mad dog is the warrior, and the praying mantis is a killer.

The evolution level of the praying mantis may not be higher than that of the cunning fox and the mad dog, but the killer is not necessarily the strongest, but it is definitely the most dangerous, Yun Ying would rather provoke a madman like a mad dog, or even a sinister guy like a cunning fox, than a poisonous snake like the praying mantis!

Yun Ying made a flying knife action: "How can I practice like you?"

"Your job is over, let's go. The praying mantis is a self-contained tool: "Hold your gun!"

Yun Ying was originally a little unhappy, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he almost jumped up excitedly. This guy is cold on the surface, but in fact, he is still a warm-hearted person, not only keeping the weapon for so many days and returning it to Yun Ying, but also teaching Yun Ying a lesson by the way.

Guns and bullets in the wilderness are hard currency, and they can always be exchanged for some food at any time.

Yun Ying was afraid that the praying mantis would regret it, so he immediately took the gun and left.

The praying mantis picked up the corpse on its own, and there was no change in its expression from beginning to end.

When he got back to the hut, he took out his pistol, and he stroked it carefully several times with excitement, as if he were caressing his lover's hand, and his mood had never been so excited.

Yun Ying knew in his heart that in fact, compared to firearms, the real expensive consumption was bullets. Most of the mercenaries don't use guns because the bullets are too expensive, and each pound of fresh mutant beast meat is only exchanged for ten pistol bullets, unless it is a top master like Cunning Fox, most people don't like to use guns for economic reasons.

No matter what.

This is the first valuable property owned by Yunying.

Yun Ying was lying on the bed, the gun was next to him, even if there was only one bullet, he felt a little more secure in his heart, and now everything was developing in a good direction.

Yun Ying let out a long sigh of relief.

He was just about to blow out the candles and go to bed.

Unbeknownst to him, several very loud and rapid sounds suddenly echoed over the camp.

While!

While!

While!

The silence shrouded in night was torn apart, and Yun Ying had never heard such a sound, similar to the ringing of a big bell, loud and long, so abrupt and resounding, it made people feel a little uneasy.

Yunying didn't know what was going on.

However, after living in the camp for more than a month, he was no longer as reckless as he was at the beginning, he just cautiously pushed open the door to observe, and did not rush out recklessly.

The Black Flag camp seemed to be in great confusion, with many people with torches running around, and the sounds of countless people screaming and rioting rang out.

Yun Ying faintly heard a terrible and frightened cry.

"Beast tide!"

"The beast tide is coming!"

Yun Ying has been in the camp for more than a month, and he knows very well what the concept of beast tide is, and immediately a chill poured into the pores of his body, and the irrepressible fear quickly took root in his heart...... Oops!

Bang!

The wooden door slammed open.

Three camp guards rushed in and without saying a word came up to arrest him.

"What for?"

"The beast tide is coming, men have to go to war, cowards, die!"

The whole camp was in chaos, and the camp guards were arresting people everywhere, and all the men were driven out like ducks to form a makeshift team.

Yun Ying didn't have a chance to explain, and it was useless to explain, the Huangquan mercenaries were an important combat force, and the place they went to would definitely not be safer than here, and he was sent into a team of more than two hundred people.

The clatter sounded.

A camp guard dressed in steel armor walked over, he was covered in at least two or three layers of leather or armor, and wore a half-face breathing mask, and the other camp guards saw him standing next to him, this well-equipped and tough young man was obviously the leader, "I'm Squad Leader Ryan, a member of the Black Flag Camp Elite Regiment, and I am responsible for directing your defense this time." ”

Captain Ryan struggled to pronounce his voice, each syllable was blocked so badly that it was like a wrench thrown into a rolling gear, and there was a deep scar on his neck, probably because the wound had hurt the vocal cords.

"There's a horde of mutants about to attack the camp right now!"

"Pick up arms for me, guard the camp, and fight to the end!"

Captain Ryan's hoarse voice was like a low night owl, and it also made people shudder.

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