"Hadrich!"

Mastan took the lead, and several members of the chariot team rushed to the side of their friend, the best gunners of the team, Hadrich.

"Be careful!" Jacob shouted. "The enemy may be up there!"

The warning slowed them down and kept an eye out for movement as they went.

Until they got to Haldrich, there were no accidents.... There was no further attack. Mastan leaned down and probed Hardrich's snort.

There is no breath left. A small, toy-like crossbow bolt stuck in his forehead. A lot of blood had been shed around the wound, and the nearby skin had turned purple.

"He's dead." Mastan confirmed, looked at the arrow on Haldrich's forehead, pulled out a handkerchief, and pulled it out. Then he stood up and walked over to Jacob.

"He was killed directly by a small crossbow arrow .... I don't know what this crossbow looks like, it must have caused a lot of poison damage. Beside Jacob, Mastan held a crossbow bolt and whispered. Haldrich was not completely defenseless, but he failed to detect, to dodge, to defend. To make matters worse, this is underground, and if there is interference above, the rescue pod cannot be used. ”

The Rescue Pod is a prop that allows team members to be resurrected after death, and will be automatically activated after the death of the team member--- and will have no major side effects, only to lose the previous gains in the scene.

But it also has some problems, first, it must be placed in a safe area within the scene; Then, it is easy to be disturbed, cut off, and invalidated by various magic and technological props.

In terms of combat effectiveness, Hardrich was not strong without a tank, but he was by no means worse than anyone in the team. In other words, the enemy can use crossbow arrows to kill anyone on their side in the shadows.

What to do, drive out a tank that has a time limit for use? Hiding in a tank compartment?

Jacob looked up and looked up. When the time comes, there will be another collapse, and the tank will turn into a coffin .... It's time for someone else to help.

He looked at Tihil to the side. The other party was also looking at his side, and when he saw Jacob looking over, he walked over.

"He's dead, can the robot continue to work?" Upon getting closer, Tihil asked the first question.

"Yes." Mastan replied. "It's a robot that works on its own as long as it has a preset action, and it doesn't need to be manipulated by humans."

"Then it's a hassle for Mr. Nals." Tihir said, looking up. "He has power-ups for the situation---- specifically for ranged attacks. In such a situation, it is time for him to do something. ”

Is it to defend us? Jacob looked at Nales in the distance and nodded.

Agreed, Tihir's expression was a little excited.

In this environment, still thinking about preserving strength and weakening the strength of others, this is the leader of the second largest team in the council!

For a moment, Jacob felt a little sad. He saw in the distance, Tihir walked up to Nars and said something to the other, who shook his head; Tihir said something again, and then pointed to his side, his expression becoming unfriendly.

After a while, Nars nodded reluctantly and pulled a scroll out of his bosom. Then, everyone around received a prompt:

You have gained a buff: Ranged Attack Protection

Reduces ranged damage you take by 60% for the next half hour

Reduces the damage over time from ranged damage you take by 70% for the next half hour

"Alright." After a while, Tihir walked over, smiling all over his face. "Now we don't have to worry about long-range attacks. I also arranged for people to be prepared to fight back as soon as they were attacked. ”

"Good." Jacob nodded, turning aside from the silly ally's smile.

The problem is solved for the time being. What about later!?

Obviously, the outlook is not promising. Even if the tunnel is dug through, there is no guarantee that the enemy will not cause the next collapse; Even if there is no landslide, there is no guarantee that there will be no other way of attacking; Even if you get to the bottom without a hitch, you can't be sure if there is any treasure---- maybe the enemy is down there, racing against time to move those treasures.

Jacob was bored.

---

"To withdraw troops? It's a hassle. ”

Arnold dodged the knife as hard as he could, speaking slowly. "Excuse me, are you a member of DTPH?"

"What's the matter with you?" The voice of the shadow flickered near and far. "You just need to know one thing: do what I say, and you will live; Otherwise, you'll die in no time. ”

"I know.... I know. "Arnold tried to be as obedient as possible, so as not to provoke this unintelligible enemy." But here it is troublesome to give orders, they do not hear. And..."

"And what?"

"They may misunderstand that someone else has held me hostage." Arnold said. "Because I've given a similar order before: if I suddenly do something unusual, it's likely that I've been held hostage."

Arnold then heard a sigh. "Well, in that case, then I have to..."

The dagger stabbed into Arnold's shoulder--- where it would have been his throat.

"Ahh Arnold, who had successfully dodged, hurriedly shouted. "Don't worry, I have another way, just order them to attack somewhere else... Orders that are good for them, or that protect them from attacks from behind, will be obeyed. Didn't that save your team? ----That's why I asked if you were part of the DTPH team. ”

The shadow was silent for a few moments before speaking again. "I don't care what you say or what orders you give. In short, get your people to stop attacking immediately! ”

"Okay, okay." Arnold agreed. "So, let's just say that another team has attacked us from the rear and wants to turn around and meet us, is that okay? That's right, let's talk about the two-headed vulture team. ”

"Whatever!" The man was almost yelling. "Hurry up!"

Arnold pulled a microphone from his eye. "Henderman? It's me, Arnold. ”

"Be careful, there's an enemy coming up behind you. There is still some distance, but be careful. Yes, it's the two-headed vulture, I see their markings. ”

"Stop the offensive for a while? I agree. There is no need to retreat in a hurry, defend on the spot, and allow the attack if you notice the movement of the two-headed vultures. ”

With that, Arnold looked at the shadow. "That's fine. Excuse me.... Can you let me go? ”

"When they stop attacking, you're good to go." The shadow seems to have faded a bit. "Don't worry, as long as you cooperate, I won't kill you."

"Oh, thank you." Arnold said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange scene appeared in the glasses used to observe the movement of the battlefield ---- in front of him.

Seven or eight people, both men and women, waving red cross flags and wearing red and white clothes, shouted "Stop fighting!" "Don't kill each other among the contractors!" Something like that, rushed into the battlefield.