How Am I Still Alive?

Li Quyi is 21 years old and still a student. But he is already a career explorer, the kind who has two or three younger brothers under him.

He is a cadre of the student union of Hengda University of Science and Technology in Hewan City, a proud man on campus, but when he stepped into the professional society early because he was too good, he then enjoyed the beatings of the society.

In the graduation season, he and several senior classmates set up a small company, and began to accept some official and private commissions. Judging from the results, the seven partners have now worked for three, or will soon become two. one.

".Give up on me, you still have a chance."

Liu Ge, the partner who came out of the same bed, gasped and wailed on Li Quyi's back, and his blood dripped on his feet and flowed on the ground.

"No, we still have hope."

With the wounded on his back, Li Quyi moved forward numbly. As the captain, as the core, he said things that he didn't even believe.

Behind him, there are six other people, everyone is injured, there are young people and middle-aged people.

One of them is his last partner, and the rest probably come from at least three teams.

"...I can't escape, don't let me go, Brother Li, you can't escape, we are like a wild dog, being driven away constantly"

His words made everyone feel cold.

Indeed, they were like wild dogs, being driven away at will by people with sticks.

After losing the means of communication, the Ottos took the initiative on the battlefield.

Most of the Dongguo people hunt and explore in this world in small groups and small groups. When the war suddenly comes, they communicate with each other anxiously, and when the radio is suddenly cut off, they become lonely boats on the sea. .

Only a very small number of teams have independent intelligence capabilities. When the contact is cut off, they are blindfolded and thrown into the sea of ​​confusion.

What's more deadly is that there are hungry sharks all around.

They are in groups, the largest in number, and have a keen sense of smell. When the Dongguo team encounters them, they are like shipwrecks encountered by sharks.

It's not that the Dongguo people didn't save themselves, but they were beaten too suddenly and lost the most important intelligence support.

Having lost their source of information, they naturally tried to form a group with each other. They spontaneously gathered at various key nodes to form various self-protection teams

".The result is that the more you gather, the more you will be attacked with the highest priority."

The Ottomans are quite proficient in this set of tactics. They use legions and multiple wargroups to bully stragglers, and give priority to attacking small and medium teams that are trying to gather.

As soon as the team of ten or twenty people formed, it was attacked by a large group.

Needless to say, it was not a contest at all levels. One side was still fighting, and the other was already fighting.

".Do we still have to go to the next meeting point?"

There was a member of the team with hesitation on his face, but he still asked such words.

For a while, no one dared to answer.

Continue to try to gather together to keep warm? I'm afraid it's just bringing disaster to others.

In the current situation, the Ottomans, who have mastered the intelligence advantage, will fight whoever has the most people first.

In Li Quyi's temporary team, there were scattered remnants and defeated generals, and they no longer knew whether it was meaningful to continue struggling.

".They didn't rush up now, they just wanted to wait for us to die naturally, and wanted to reduce the battle damage."

"Perhaps, it would be better for others to stop here."

"I can't stand it."

It wasn't just the wounded who was depressed, the unluckiest of the ranks, having been attacked four times and seeing his friends die.

Despair is not out of pessimism, but a reality that is even more severe than the most pessimistic expectations. Some people are seriously considering whether they can die here and suffer less.

It won't work like this.

Li Quyi raised his head, as if he was going to say something, he knew that even if there was no next attack, his team would be finished.

But looking back at his bandaged companion, he sighed helplessly and said nothing.

At this time, it is the cruelest thing to blindly give expectations that cannot be fulfilled.

"Shusha. Someone"

Suddenly, a voice came from the intercom.

Everyone paused, and the next moment, someone reacted in a trance, quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, and turned the volume to the maximum!

".We are Wang Xi'er and Lu Ping'an's team in the ancient city. We have rebuilt radio towers at X37 and Y119, and built a defense line. Receive. Come near us and provide medical help."

At this moment, the eyes of the desperate people lit up.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow."

But Li Quyi, who was overwhelmed with surprise, was confused by the familiar crying sound behind him.

Why do you say this, doesn't this give new hope? all can be saved

He subconsciously turned his head sideways, only to realize that the person on his back, the Liu Ge who liked to sing, had gone away without a sound

".asshole."

He clenched his fists and cursed, but he didn't even know who he was cursing.

if faster? Can my brother survive? Maybe.

So, is this a scolding for a slow communication? Scold yourself for being incompetent? Or the Ossians who caused all this!

"Come on. Let's go."

Taking a deep breath, Li Quyi's eyes no longer had fear and anxiety, and his blood-red eyes looked at the endless forest, hiding in it like a wolf.

"For Liu Ge, for everyone, revenge."

The words that deliberately suppress the tone are the hatred and determination compressed to the limit.

——

Lu Pingan stood near the front line of the temporary camp. While flipping through the book, he was also performing his duties and guarding the camp.

Everyone knows that when this "public screen notice" is issued, this base and coordinates of oneself will become the focus of the war.

Around him, the three law-level powerhouses either closed their doors to recuperate or looked ahead from a bird's eye view. The combat power was ready, and they wanted to cut off the possible attack of the Ousians as soon as possible.

But the ones who came first were the wounded one by one.

It is better to be able to wear bandages and walk.

The one who was seriously injured was carried and dragged here was also the lucky one.

A look of tiredness is lucky, and a look of hatred is normal.

Crying all the way still has tears, silent like dead people, many have lost everything.

".why why?"

Along the way, Lu Pingan heard this sentence the most.

They couldn't understand that the explorers who were in the peaceful area of ​​the Eastern Kingdom two months ago really had no reason to understand.

Why did my party have to encounter such bad luck, why did they do this.

".Aren't we all human? Why are they so cruel."

"I'm just here to make money with my brother. We're here to collect resources and mine. My brother is a pure healer who hasn't even killed a chicken!"

".Did we do something wrong? Why would they want to"

The same words left everyone in the camp speechless.

Compared with these wounded and remnant soldiers, the two local teams with stronger strength are really too lucky. Or, the reason for that "lucky" is that they are a little stronger.

One sound of "why" makes people helpless.

It's not that they, as explorers, are not mentally prepared to die in battle, but that they really didn't expect that in this vast and boundless world, they and their relatives would die inexplicably at the hands of the same kind.

Can't understand? I don't understand it at all, and even those who barely know some spinning stones can't accept this.

"... Just these broken stones, are they worth killing?" They couldn't understand, even if the stones were priceless, they were worth killing for? This is a crime.

The Dongguo people in the peaceful world may not be inferior in absolute strength and experience to the Aussian people, but they are indeed somewhat "insufficiently prepared" for certain cruel realities and the lower limit of human interests.

They were still in a society ruled by law a few months ago, and they were indeed not ready for this different world that already had brutal and bloody battles.

People, more and more.

Those who were seriously injured went down to receive treatment, and those who were still able to fight. While preparing for the battle, they also whispered about their previous experiences, expressing their grievances and incomprehensions in their hearts.

A sound of "why", that full of incomprehension and doubt, eventually lost its meaning.

Asked, questioned, yelled, but there was no answer, or rather, everyone knew the answer.

Remnant soldiers came one by one, the sad past became more and more dull, and the smell of blood and hatred in the eyes gradually piled up.

Hatred replaced doubt, killing intent replaced fear.

Why? It doesn't matter anymore.

When the sound of the roaring engine sounded from the foot of the mountain, and when the Ossians arrived as scheduled, a frail girl spoke out everyone's aspirations.

"Blood debts, kill them all!"

Why? What is causing all this? Oh, it really doesn't matter anymore.

"Snapped!"

Lu Pingan, who had been watching calmly, closed the book and pushed his glasses.

"Perhaps, someone needs a little redemption."