Inside the Red Cross.

Guy, who was lying on the hospital bed, slowly opened his eyes. He propped up his arms, leaned against the bed, lowered his head and shook his hands that were intact with some surprise.

His injuries healed strangely overnight.

Guy looked up, and was even more surprised when he saw the white willow standing next to his bed, "Why are you here?"

"Perhaps you should say thank you first." Bai Liu smiled and pointed to the wounds that Guy had healed. "I stole Alex's medicine to treat you. Although it is only for external use, it seems to be effective."

Guy glanced at his hand without leaving those craters even with scars, showing pride and nostalgia, "Yes, he is a very good guy."

"Alex doesn't want you to be cured at all, but I believe you have your own decision." Bai Liu sat on the bedside and looked up at Guy. "I remember I told you the night before I got married. What?"

Guy hummed very softly. He fell into a deep thought and whispered, "You said, because God doesn't want us to be happy, so he made war."

"Because we live too happily, we don't need the existence of God."

Guy raised his head. He looked straight at Bai Liu resolutely. "It's your words that made me determined to betray."

"I want to enter the natives and destroy their belief in gods."

Bai Liu curled up the corners of his lips, and lowered his eyes, "Really?"

Same as he thought.

A big battle is needed next, and Alex's third-party camp takes shape.

Alex left alone when Guy was about to wake up. He prevented Bai Liu from telling Guy that he had been there. He just stayed outside Guy’s tent, sitting in a wheelchair and staring around him in a daze. Often people.

This side and the enemy’s wounded soldier’s stretcher were anxiously going back and forth. The blood dripped on the ground and pulled out red lines, which were criss-crossed and programmed into an invisible net around him. The center of the net was him and the cover behind him. Yi.

Bai Liu opened the tent and came out. He squinted at Alex in the wheelchair, "Does it feel like I can't stop this?"

Alex was silent for a long time before he hummed hoarsely, "The natives said that all this is the will of God. I laughed with Guy for a long time, but now I want to come."

"All these things God made, maybe only God can stop it."

Bai Liu lowered his eyes, "Perhaps."

For a while, Alexton said abruptly, "I thought about applying the medicine I tested to these people to extend their lives and hope they can survive."

"But I found that no matter how long they are extended, they will still die, but they can move after death and become a moving, offensive corpse."

Alex’s eyelashes trembled. "The corpse has no memory, no feelings, no soul, but it can move, hug, and kill. I feel scared. I think I have created a terrible war monster. I dare not tell anyone."

"Except Guy."

Alex chuckled dazedly, tears falling from his eyelashes.

"He said, he doesn't think such things are terrible. If one day, he becomes such a monster, he won't feel sad because he can hug me tightly after death."

"War will turn this moving corpse into a weapon, but people in love will use this weapon to embrace each other."

Alex turned his head to look at Bai Liu, his expression was blank, as if asking Bai Liu, and he seemed to be asking himself "Should I use this medicine?"

Bai Liu held the back of his wheelchair and looked down at him calmly, "Didn't you already have the answer?"

Alex clenched the potion bottle in his hand, lowered his head, and said to himself "If I can't use it."

"There are too few people in this world who love each other, and medicine can only become a weapon to dismantle them."

Bai Liu turned his head and glanced at the tent, and said softly, "Sometimes it may not be external things to dismantle the people you love, but one of them has chosen a different path from you."

"And you can't stop him."

Alex smiled bitterly, "Yes, Bailiu, why do you have to tell me the reason that really caused me and Guy to separate"

"You are so sensible and cruel. You have to watch your lover's path to self-destruction, Bai Liu, you don't understand what kind of pain this is."

Bai Liu looked down and said, "Maybe."

He said, pushing Alex's wheelchair out.

The recovered Guy got out silently from behind the tent. He looked back at the front of the tent from a distance. The front was empty and there was nothing except two wheelchair tracks on the ground.

It was as if the voice of Alex he heard vaguely was an illusion caused by missing him too much.

Guy paused for a while, and left without looking back.

The morning light is faint.

The water in the central lake was covered with shuttle-shaped wooden boats. Five to ten indigenous soldiers stood on each boat. The assault team under the gloomy dark green water approached silently.

At exactly 6:25 in the morning, all the lurking soldiers adjusted their watches to the same moment before entering the water. The bombing of the war first started from under the water.

After a while, the assault team quickly retreated and began to ambush others in an orderly manner along the channel that the water led, preventing the group of indigenous soldiers in the central lake from attacking along the river.

This was a perfect raid until a heavy rain came.

The artillery at the back loaded bombs in the rainforest under heavy rain. Almost all of the tens of thousands of bombs in the first batch that could have caused huge turbulence were driven into the mud pit by the rain before hitting the target. Cause the desired effect.

As the water level of the lakes and rivers that were previously blocked was rising rapidly, the impact caused by them also diminished in an instant. Countless indigenous people rushed out on boats, and as the rain fell, the war became stalemate.

Tang Erda's whole figure seemed to have been fished out of muddy water. Half of his face was muddy. He touched his face and shook his hand. The gun that was half a catty in the mud was hanging on his hand. He didn't use it smoothly. , I was about to lose a skill weapon.

The spades next to him came in with a gun, suppressing Tang Erda's attempt to throw the gun.

Tang Er turned his head and asked "what do you do?"

The spades' clothes were also completely immersed in muddy water, and his face was stained with mud spots, making the exposed skin a thrilling whiteness. "You and Bai Liu belong together, aren't they?"

Tang Erda nodded hesitantly.

Spades' eyes had a faint light in the pouring rain, "Don't use skill weapons, take a gun, let's go back to the lake."

"I found a spot in the corpse reserve."

The other end.

The killer man sits on a swaying boat on the lake.

In the noise caused by heavy rain and thunder and lightning, Nishen almost split his throat and shouted, "Is there a place to find a reserve of corpses?"

Bai Jiamu wiped the rain dripping from his lower jaw and shook his head, "I have searched on land, and no obvious reserve point has been triggered."

Usually this kind of points task is divided into two parts, the first is to find the correct points objects, such as moving corpses, and the second is to find the points of points, and the corpses must be placed in the designated place to be officially included in the team Of points.

"There is a problem with the corpse, not the normal corpse we thought." Nishen wore a steel helmet and sat cross-legged on the boat like a contractor, swaying and shaking. The rain on his head was stubborn. The stubble field flows down, like a small waterfall hung in front of us, "We didn't find the correct point object, and there is no way to use the point object to trigger the point of integration."

Rebelliously touched his face, he took a deep breath, "Spades' intuition is still accurate, and the corpse of the points object should be produced by the enemy."

"We are not in the same camp with the spades, so we can only find another way and wait for the mainline nc to defect and give us points of corpses."

Bai Jiamu shouted "Inverse God, when do you think the main line nc will betray?"

Nishen’s gaze is deep, "Alright, we already have a mainline nc here. According to Bailiu's plan and the relationship between these two mainline nc, it should be after this war."

After speaking, Nishen stood up, and the water on the helmet slid down the brim of the hat to wash his face.

Rebellious ""

This helmet is still rotten and leaking.

Bai Jiamu couldn't help holding the **** against God. "I don't understand why we have to cooperate with Bai Liu. According to your arrangement, the main line nc will also betrayed. There is no need to cooperate with him."

Nishen took off his hat, and he turned and glanced at Bai Jiamu.

That glance was mild, but Bai Jiamu didn't know what was going on, and he had a feeling of offending the majesty of his elders.

Bai Jiamu quickly let go of the hand that held the **** against God, his expression was like a child who realized that he had made a mistake, a little tight, "You are a tactician, shouldn't I ask?"

Nishen shook his hat and put on the rotten steel helmet again. He looked at Bai Jiamu, smiled, and didn't get angry. "I activated a prophecy skill after I came in."

This time not only Bai Jiamu, the other two members of the killer sequence were also shocked and looked over.

Although Nishen was rated as the best tactician in the league, it was not because of his predictive skills, but because of his intelligence.

Nishen's intelligence value is 96 points.

In almost every game, this person can win with the smallest casualties of his own. Since the Deer Hunter had a rebellion, the team members have not changed before they left. They are all the ones who followed the rebellion. Batch.

After participating in so many league games, under the premise that there is no exemption from the gold medal, under the guidance of the tactician, the gods, all members survived.

He is a famous tactician who likes to fight procrastination. Compared with other extreme tacticians, he can be said to be quite gentle.

But after Nishen left, one of the Deer Hunters quickly died.

That day, Nishen sat in the office of the killer sequence all night, looking at the pictures of the old team members, and said nothing. There were a lot of iron players in the killer sequence, and no one dared to disturb him at that time.

They are still afraid of rebelliousness.

Nishen seems to get along well and rarely gets angry, but in fact he has a very strange temper and style. Sometimes he smiles and looks very permeating, and he can't figure out what he is thinking at all.

Because as a player, Nishen rarely uses his own skills, but this skill is a skill that predicts the rules of the game, which seems very unreasonable.

You must know that the skills that can touch the game authority are all big killers, such as the imitating playing cards of hearts and the old wallet of trading with Bailiu. No player will think that he will live a long life and hide and use it.

But Nishen just didn't use it. He used his prophecy skills very rarely, at least Bo Jiamu had the impression of only twice.

Once, the gods prophesied the spades, but no one knew the content of that prophecy.

And this time, it was really weird for a novice player who met for the first time.

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