Chapter 148
"Evan! Quentin!" Locksadi's eyes turned red in an instant and he shouted in pain.
He never expected that the situation would take a turn for the worse in an instant. Within a matter of seconds, two of his teammates were seriously injured, and he didn't even know when the other side attacked!
The two injured team members screamed in pain and subconsciously took a few steps back. A huge pain spread from the wounds.
"Hurry up and hold them back into the door!" Rocksadi shouted to the other two team members. As he spoke, he reached out to Evan, who was closest to him.
The game restricts the use of guns and crossbows. Generally speaking, the enemy parties can only fight after getting close to each other. It is precisely because of this that they are not on guard and their first reaction after hearing the sound is not to hide, but to turn around and check the enemy's situation. Unexpectedly, the opponent was an expert at throwing knives. He shot the knives twice in the instant they turned around, and both times hit the vital points. Such skills are simply terrifying!
Rocksadi didn't dare to hold even the slightest hope of success, and ordered his teammates to quickly retreat into the kitchen. With cover, it would be difficult to hit the opponent even if his flying knife was powerful.
His idea was correct, but unfortunately his enemy did not give him the chance at all. As he shouted, another flying knife came through the air and stabbed into the neck of another teammate from the side. The blade pierced the flesh and cut the blood vessels under the skin. He watched helplessly as the blood gushed out, splashing all over his body and face, and the blood mist blurred his vision.
"Ah——" Another scream.
Darkness fell and all light disappeared in an instant.
However, the misfortune did not stop there. A moment later, the fourth scream was heard, and the voice came from another teammate, Ackerman.
If he remembered correctly, Ackerman should have been inside the door. Even if the opponent's flying knife was powerful, it would not be able to hit him. How come... Rocksadi suddenly realized what was going on. Because the enemies outside were so powerful, they took away all their attention and subconsciously ignored the original enemies in the house.
It's over. It's all over. His greed and indecision ruined their entire team.
Locksadi froze in place, fear, pain, and self-blame intertwined, like a sharp knife stabbing into his heart, again and again. His mind was blank, and the eyes beneath the mask were filled with deep despair.
At this time, he even forgot to dodge. By the time he reacted, it was too late. Four seconds passed, and the lights in the corridor came on again. The enemy who was originally at the door had come to his side, with the dagger in his hand placed on the side of his neck. The cold and sharp blade slightly scratched the skin, and pain came from the wound.
In the corner of his sight, he saw his teammate Evan struggling to attack from behind. Almost at the moment he made a move, the opponent raised his leg and kicked his arm. There was a slight sound, which was the sound of a broken bone.
"Ah--" Evan lay on the ground screaming, grabbing his broken arm.
"Evan!" He wanted to take advantage of the moment when the other party was distracted to escape, but he miscalculated. As soon as he shouted, before his body could move, he felt a heavy blow to his temples. The pain reached its peak in an instant, and then his eyes went black and he lost all consciousness.
After knocking out the last standing enemy with one punch, Jing Ling quickly finished off the people who were still alive, the first one being the one who tried to sneak attack him. This was the first time he hit the target with the flying knife. Although it seemed to have hit the heart directly, due to the differences in the human body structure, it may have been a little off. In addition, the knife was not pulled out, so the person did not die for the time being.
The other party was rolling on the ground holding his broken arm and wailing. Jing Ling held the dagger, bent down and quickly stabbed him in the chest twice more, then pulled out the previous knife, and blood gushed out in an instant. After struggling for a few times, the other party stopped moving.
He then slashed the second and third, but there was no need to slash the third one because it was Xu Shaohuai and Song Xiuyuan who did the work. One of them was responsible for cutting the carotid artery, while the other just stabbed from behind with a knife, using all his strength, one cut after another. After confirming that the person was dead, the two seemed to lose all their strength in an instant. Fortunately, they reacted quickly and held onto the wall to avoid falling to the ground.
After everything was over, he turned his head to look at Yang Xinyao who was standing not far away, and said to her, "Come here, let's go inside first. The captain and the others are probably seriously injured, and Dahe may not be able to handle it alone. See if you can lend a hand, I'll deal with these bodies first."
"Okay." Yang Xinyao replied and walked over from the other side.
Jing Ling stopped paying attention to them and turned his attention to the corpse. After thinking for a moment, he decided on a solution. He wiped the dagger in his hand and put it away, then bent down to drag the corpses, starting with the one at his feet. He grabbed one hand and dragged it away easily. After walking a few steps, he came across the second corpse, which was the person killed by Xu Shaohuai and his men before. He followed suit and grabbed the corpse's hands with his other hand, dragging one corpse on the left and one on the right towards the door.
The lights in the corridor flickered regularly, but this time he didn't have to think too much like before. After all, he wasn't fighting with anyone, he was just dragging a corpse. The door was such a big target, so as long as he remembered the approximate direction, he could just walk around without any problem.
He dragged the bodies outside the door and stopped, throwing them there one by one. Then I went back to the kitchen and mopped the floor a second time. Two teams had ten bodies, dragged two at a time five times. When he threw the last two bodies down, there was already a long row of them at the door. They were of different heights and body shapes, and the masks on their faces concealed their expressions, but still revealed a creepy feeling. Blood spread everywhere, a strong smell of blood filled the air, and twisted and crisscrossed bloodstains on the ground made this place look as horrible and scary as Asura Hell.
And this is exactly the effect Jing Ling wants. Of course, he is not a psychopath. The purpose of doing this is mainly to deter those who want to take advantage of others and let them see clearly the fate of these people, who want to take advantage of others but end up losing their lives.
Of course, the possibility of stopping a truly powerful team by this is very low. However, Jing Ling's target was not them, but those teams of average strength. Although these people posed little threat to him, the sight of them coming in waves would make him feel annoyed and a waste of energy.
After taking one last look in the light, he turned and went back to the kitchen.
Bai Ningxi was treating Xu Shaohuai's wound. Because of the previous action, the wound on his body that had been bandaged opened again. Bai Ningxi could only remove the previous bandage, clean it, apply medicine, and then bandage it again.
During the game, the organizers will not provide any medical assistance, but they do not prohibit participating teams from bringing their own medicines. As a medical worker, Bai Ningxi naturally carried with him not only medicine, but also bandages and gauze. In order to carry these things, he deliberately chose clothes with many pockets.
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