Gunfire rang out everywhere and arrows rained down.

Charles, who was hiding behind a boulder, saw that one of his teammates was pierced through the chest with a javelin, and there was a large hole in his body.

Blood gushed out. But the other party insisted on it and didn't die right away. He threw away the weapon in his hand, rolled over, and lay there panting.

If he could have been rescued in time, he would have survived, but he was seriously injured. But Charles didn't mean to save him, and now he can't take care of this situation.

In the scene, fighting has long been a matter of routine. And while besieging your prey, being suddenly attacked by a large number of enemies is undoubtedly one of the most disadvantageous types.

In such a situation, Molde ordered them not to retreat, but to hold out partly and partly to call for help from the patrol.

This cannot be said to be a mistake, because everyone is in a bad position and retreats blindly, and may suffer heavy casualties under the pursuit of the enemy. But Charles secretly said to himself that if he was to command, he would definitely retreat while resisting, instead of being in place, although he could use the terrain, but after all, he would be too passive.

In the distance, Molde lay on the ground, shouting "Hide! "Fight back!" Nonsense like that. At the same time, he was shooting himself, and he was a stupid live target.

The enemy is numerous, and at a glance, and not only attacks with long-range weapons, but also some of them rush up, which is very troublesome. It shows that they are very confident in their combat effectiveness.

Why not fight and retreat at the same time? Get close to other teammates and patrols, and once they come back...

"Poof!" Charles heard a dull sound behind him, and then felt a tingling pain in his back.

No! Be! Let's do it!

He looked back and saw that there was an enemy hiding there, using some kind of penetrating weapon, stabbing himself from behind the stone.

And, another chill hit. Charles held back the pain and hurriedly dodged. After dodging, he found that where he was just now, there was a spear head flashing brightly.

When did you get here? Charles jumped to the side and accelerated backwards.

Is it a piercing attack, or is it earth-based magic? I was negligent! But it's fine. The teammates around him are still firing and can cover their retreat. Not far ahead, there are two teammates who are shooting behind the tree hole, and the position is very good....

As soon as he thought this, he saw a flash of fire in the spot, and heard a loud noise there.

A person wearing a modern military uniform--- in this era, the bonus of wearing that kind of clothing is very poor, and the other party is still wearing it, it can be seen that the attributes of the military uniform are very good--- holding a heavy machine gun, after approaching, the muzzle of the gun spews out tongues of fire, and countless bullets hit the two of them.

Seeing that they were dead, Charles did not go back. He looked around the battlefield and saw that the enemy on his right was weaker, so he killed him.

There is an enemy in a very poor position. He was holding a wooden stick, had several gunshot wounds on his body, was bleeding, but continued to fight, which showed that he should have a certain place among the enemy.

Charles was behind him, and he was unconscious. For a while, the troubles encountered during this period of time and the evil anger they suffered all came to my heart. Charles swung his long knife and slashed at the opponent's back.

There was no expected blocking, no familiar sound of a blade slashing into flesh, not even the twisted and hideous expressions and screams of the other party because of the pain.

The enemy in front of him turned into a bubble and disappeared.

“FUCK！” Charles, regardless of his position, yelled.

When I shot before, the battle record clearly showed that I hit the contractor! Damn it! So how many of these enemies in front of you are dummies?

He ducked aside. After a while, he put down his knife and took out his pistol and shot the person in front of him a few times.

Bullets that hit them bleed, they screamed, and they fell to the ground. But all this is fake, and it will only be revealed after being attacked in close quarters. The enemy in the battle record became: "Zhao Huiying's matchmaking doll." ”

And most of his teammates are shooting. That's right, if you can shoot in a safe place, why is it necessary to engage in dangerous hand-to-hand combat?

That's the difference between a newcomer and a veteran. It should be, but it can't be beaten.

For a moment, countless thoughts flooded Charles's mind. If you shout, you can notify them of the news, but it will reveal your location. Worse still, even if they hear it, they may not believe themselves; Even if you believe it, you may not dare to get close to the enemy and engage in melee combat; Even if you dare, your melee abilities are not necessarily your opponent's opponents.

The battlefield is chaotic, and skilled veterans will know how to distinguish and respond to various situations; But newbies will get scrambling when they encounter a slightly more complicated situation. There's no need to worry about them.

Just save yourself.

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"They're about halfway there." Arnold looked at his watch. "In another hour, you'll be in that village."

"Any news coming back?" Alan asked.

"Nope." Arnold said. "I've already instructed Joel to send a message back as soon as anything out of the ordinary. If he doesn't move, it means it's fine. ”

"It's not time either." Alan said, standing up, looking a little agitated. "I think something is wrong. Are we missing something? ”

"No, I don't." Arnold thought for a moment and shook his head. "Once the plan is set, for better or worse, don't change it halfway. At least don't think about it until something goes wrong. ”

"I know." Allen said. "But...."

At that moment, the door opened. Aldrich rushed in with a letter, "Commander! Deputy Commander! There's news ahead! ”

"What's going on!?"

Alan and Arnold asked together. Alan was a little anxious, but Arnold was as calm as usual. Aldrich hesitated and handed the letter to Arnold while looking at Allen. "It was in the hunting grounds, and there were two teams that clashed while hunting."

"Oh." When Alan heard the news, he lost interest and sat back in his chair.

Arnold looked at the letter over and over again, with an interested expression. "Was it the Successor team that attacked the DTPH team? That's interesting. Will that dragon slayer choose revenge? ”

"Definitely." Alan swayed from side to side in his chair. "Inheritor .... They can also shake their majesty in the exclusive space, and when they encounter this scene where the strong teams of different spaces converge, hum! ”

"DTPH is from the same space as them." Arnold said, looking at Aldrich. "Did they fight over their prey?"

"Nope." Aldrich shook his head. "The people of DTPH were hunting, and the people of the Successor team suddenly attacked them. Not a collision between the main forces, just a small team. ”

"I think—" Arnold said in a raised voice. There may be a chance in this matter. ”