Chapter 22 22. Night battle in the swamp

On the evening of August 21, 1111 Era, at the southern border of the Transia region, at the entrance to the Filthy Swamp.

The sixty midnight hunters and twenty fully armed blood servants commanded by Miss Femis have left the camp and headed to the edge of the swamp to hide and set up an ambush.

At the same time, Murphy, his two servants and sixteen young players also ambush at a predetermined location in the smuggler's woodland on the edge of the swamp. They hid in a short trench dug in advance, peering at the people in front of them.

This unsettling jungle shrouded in darkness.

At this moment, even the most heartless little players stopped playing with each other.

The six-person dormitory group and sports student Niu Niu were arranged in the foxhole in front. They held hand crossbows and hunting crossbows seized from the witch hunters, and there were various cold weapons around them.

They are the first wave of candidates to charge.

The sixth brother in the dormitory has strong opinions on this, but this tactical arrangement is the result of drawing lots. No matter how dissatisfied he is, he can only say that he is unlucky.

On the high branches, Miss Lumina Yanghen, who was chosen as the sniper, imitated the scenes in the war movies she had watched and put a grass ring on her head, lying on the ground.

Search for targets on the wooden boards at the forks of the branches.

She wasn't sure how many people she could hit in this dark night.

But she knew that this was the gentlemen's silent courtesy and preferential treatment. After all, her place was basically the safest position in this tactical arrangement.

"There's no chewing gum either."

In the crookedly dug trench, Brother Mingmiao complained in a low voice. As a result, the dump truck next to him handed him a grass stalk and motioned for him to hold it in his mouth, which could relieve some tension.

But because of yesterday's accidental eating accident, he almost became the first person to escape in the wild in the game. This incident has made Brother Mew Miao already have a psychological shadow on these wild things.

"Don't worry, I asked the NPC and it's not poisonous. I asked, did you run to the toilet urgently after you logged off yesterday? I'm really curious whether this kind of mental pain will really be transmitted to the body?"

The dump truck holding the grass stalks in his mouth chuckled, but was punched by the stinky-faced Brother Ming Miao. The dump truck then put away his smile and moved the retinue's leather helmet on his head, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

said:

"I heard from our NPC that there is an explorer association organized by halflings on this continent to go on adventures. There are many survival experts among them, and each of them is comparable to a wild clam. I must go and see it if I have plans in the future."

"How long does this have to wait?"

As the commander-in-chief of the operation, the onboard Happy Stick crawled over from behind with a dwarf shotgun in hand, grumbling to Brother Mew Mew:

"We don't even have any investigative methods. We can only wait passively. It's too annoying. Oh, it would be nice if I had a flare in my hand right now."

"What do you want that for?"

The forklift man next to the dump truck asked curiously:

"Is it used as a flare?"

"fart!"

Happy Stick made a gesture of shooting into the sky and said with a sinister expression:

"Shoot that thing over the 'friendly' position, and we won't have to wait here. The preparations this time are too hasty. We must seize the initiative in the future!"

Really, you can't always be so passive when fighting.

Look at what a wonderful virtual reality this is, what a wonderful war-torn background board, if we don’t do a good job here, this technology will be wasted.”

Then there was a burst of incomprehensible words, such as "flatten the anti-aircraft guns" and "neutron kill", which made the young players next to them look at each other and feel chills all over.

After Happy Stick walked away with a grunt, "Duogui Sanwu Dou", one of the "Four King Kongs" under Brother Mew Miao, poked the boss on the shoulder and whispered:

"Brother Meow Meow, what do you do in real life? Why do you feel so scary?"

"I am a sandbox maker. I usually like to play P Club games."

Brother Miao Miao also feels a little regretful. Is it a good thing or a bad thing to bring this war madman in?

"Oh, it turns out he's a P Agency war criminal! That's okay."

Others suddenly understood.

It seemed that Happy Stick's abnormal behavior suddenly had a reasonable explanation.

Don't look at Happy Stick's confidence in speaking in front of others. After inspecting the position and setting up the position, he also took a few nervous breaths when he returned to the back alone.

He looked at the details of various plans written in his notebook, took a deep breath, and cheered himself up.

All the arrangements tonight were made by him, but in fact he is definitely the most nervous one among the group. Whether he is really capable or just talking on paper, the answer may be revealed soon.

"Shua"

A shadow quietly fell behind him, reaching out and patting Happy Stick's shoulder, causing the latter to turn around suddenly and see Murphy staring at him in the darkness.

"Lord Murphy."

Happy Stick imitated what others called Murphy and wanted to say a few words, but Murphy shook his head to stop him.

He said to Happy Stick:

"You are the commander, you should be with your soldiers!

Don't be nervous, my warriors, you have done your best, I see it in my eyes, we have tried our best, and leave the rest to fate.

I think that even though fate is a bitch, she will still favor the brave tonight."

"Yes! Sir!"

Hearing Murphy's encouragement, Happy Stick subconsciously straightened his back and gave a military salute. Then he saw Murphy waving his hand to him and quietly disappearing into the night.

The vampire himself was nervous.

But he took a look at the blood eagle swordsmanship that had reached "mastery" on the character card and the character's career level of level 8, and he felt confident out of thin air.

In the past two days and two nights, apart from sleeping and dealing with young players, he spent the rest of his time improving his swordsmanship, and finally passed the final step, which proved that his potential was also being tapped.

As long as I can survive tonight

Murphy squinted his eyes and looked at the forest in the dark night. He clenched his fist and beat it hard on his chest.

No, he will definitely survive!

He wants to go home with victory, and Tris is still waiting for him.

"Maxim, get ready!"

Murphy said to his loyal servants guarding the front:

"Once we pass this level, no one can stop us from getting ahead."

The tall servant said in a deep voice:

"Well, my lord, I never doubted that."

At the same time, at the entrance camp of the Filthy Swamp, the two vampire torturers of the Blood Vulture Clan were also ready to start tonight's "entertainment".

The emaciated guy grabbed a sharp knife specially used for breaking bones in the carriage. He stared at the huntress Natalie, who was lowering her head and panting. He put the blade against the huntress's filthy waist and abdomen, and said in a gloomy tone:

"You hunting dogs have really hard bones. It's been three days and you still don't want to speak, but you know what? I actually don't want you to give in. The more stubborn you are, the happier I am.

All because the truth and answers are not in my expectations, all I enjoy is your pain."

"puff"

The sharp knife pierced the flesh and blood, accurately cutting open the scabbed wound, causing Natalie's body to twitch, and the smell of blood made the torturer lick his scarlet lips.

He approached Natalie's face and said hoarsely:

"Hang on, little girl, it's a long night, and I'm hungry for more fun."

"The battle group. The battle group is here."

Natalie muttered a few words, as if she couldn't hold on and wanted to reveal the news.

This weak gesture made the torturer look disgusted, but the eldest lady was still waiting for news, so he moved closer to Natalie's mouth, hoping to hear more clearly.

"Snapped"

The blood-stained left hand broke free from the loosened clasp, and the halfling anesthesia device held in the palm of his hand pressed the switch. The slender spikes jumped out and pierced the vampire's neck in the next second.

Natalie mustered all her strength and pierced the vampire torturer's veins, causing him to scream and stagger back. However, the halfling's specially prepared anesthetic took effect very quickly and did not attenuate at all on extraordinary creatures.

The torturer's muscles suddenly relaxed until he fell to his knees.

This movement immediately attracted the attention of the other guy at the door.

He rushed in and saw this scene and was about to step forward and strangle Natalie who was struggling to escape. However, Norman, the veteran on the opposite side, attacked from behind and also used the last force to pierce the second anesthetic into his spine.

Although vampires are extraordinary creatures, their body structure is very similar to that of humans. The spine is also a fatal part, and the anesthetic takes effect faster, making the guy fall to the ground with a thud.

Natalie has already unlocked her right hand.

Her whole body fell to the ground, but then she gritted her teeth and pulled out the bone-breaking knife from her ribs, threw herself on the two vampires, and stabbed them in silently.

The blood splattered everywhere until her whole body was dyed scarlet, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

A few minutes later, the four prisoners helped each other and climbed out of the smelly carriage. Natalie found two cans of kerosene that had been specially left there next to the carriage.

She glanced at the car behind her.

In the absence of demon-killing materials, sharp weapons alone cannot completely kill vampires. Those two vicious guys will recover soon, and there is no way they can escape in their current state.
To be continued...