The forest under the night is filled with terrifying murderous intent. After experiencing a terrifying afternoon, the pirates did not gain anything except death.
The pirates, who were originally divided into four teams, were constantly attacked by players, and now they have to get together.
They were originally performing reconnaissance missions, but now they have become a survival in the wild.
"Swoosh!"
A cold arrow quietly hit a pirate on the edge of the camp in the dark. The pirate wailed and fell to the ground with his thighs covered.
The arrows that were deliberately shortened had hollow arrow bodies. Under the control of Ranger Ji Wanbing, the arrows did not completely penetrate the target's thighs, and blood shot out through the hollow arrow bodies.
Injured but not dead, Ji Wanbing tried to use the tactics he learned in the reserve. In one afternoon, he had caused seven deaths and twelve wounded.
Including this, thirteen.
The ranger was wearing a homemade Geely suit and lurking on a tree trunk less than five meters away from the pirate camp. After several competitions, Ji Wanbing confirmed that although the second wave of pirates was led by extraordinary people, they were still the same as the blind in the forest.
If time is enough, Ji Wanbing feels that he is even able to slowly kill them one by one.
The Ranger watched coldly as the pirates looked away from their injured companions with a terrified expression. No one dared to help him deal with the wound, and no one tried to find the sneak attacker.
In their previous experiences, they have been taught a lesson by this method of surrounding the point and hitting the aid several times.
"Save me!" The injured pirate looked desperately at his companion backing like a turtle, unwilling to go forward: "I still have some help. As long as the bleeding stops, I can survive. Don't leave myself here and ignore it!"
The injured pirate looked down at the wound on his leg, and pressed hard on the muscles above the wound, trying to slow the blood flow.
He had the courage to pull out the damn arrow, but he didn't know if he had enough time to deal with the wound alone. He might faint due to ischemia or he might not be able to maintain his arm stability due to pain.
He needed the help of his companions, and although he had witnessed this scene three times, all those who tried to rescue were taken away by the same cold arrow.
But he still hoped that he would be the one who was unique. Maybe the demonic hunter had left? Maybe he was not hiding in the dark this time, waiting for the next victim to take the bait?
"Bathos, man, don't leave me behind!" The injured pirate looked at one of the companions with good relationships: "Do you remember, the last time we were doing that ticket deal, you met a tough guy, and I helped you kill that swordsman!"
"Please help me, I can't do it alone!" The injured pirate looked pale, and the arrows before him probably cut off several arteries. The speed of bleeding made him frightened.
"Boom!" He responded to a gunshot, and the pirate named Bartos gave him a pleasure with his musket.
The lead bullet broke the injured pirate's head and completely solved his troubles.
"The rammed crowd." The ranger quietly changed a place, intending to repeat the previous action again.
Assassin Fan Li was also lurking nearby. As the pirates gathered together, the players of the Retribution Team were divided into two parts, one hunted pirates here, and the other went to sneak attack the pirates' warships.
At this time, Fan Li had already sneaked into the temporary camp surrounded by pirates. Relying on the shadows generated by various objects and the visual blind spots of the pirates, he wandered freely like a ghost in his home.
If we look at it from a third-party perspective, Fan Li was like colluding with the pirates at this time.
Whenever the assassin appears in a place, several pirates around who could have found him would cooperate and turn around, or look tacitly.
When a plural pirate appears, Fan Li will always walk into the shadow of a tent or other thing just right.
This is Fan Li's professional talent, [displaced stealth], which relies on perceptual attributes and predictions to replace the traditional assassin's dependence on shadow power, and focus more on physical exercise.
Of course, Fan Li himself has been keenly experiencing the keen perception of surveillance equipment in the police system for many years, which greatly enhances this talent.
He can judge the target's observation angle and find visual blind spots without much thinking.
For Fan Li, this is an instinctive behavior. Even his teacher Connor had to admit that Fan Li had surpassed him in terms of [displaced stealth].
Of course, Master Kong's own skill points are all on [Wu Shuang Silk], and the demand for this talent is very low. After all, the 360-degree eyes of dead people are blind spots.
Fan Li looked around like buying vegetables in a vegetable market, and skipped over a dozen pirates without taking action. He wanted to find a great man with enough weight.
As a people's policeman, he was born with no favoritism for such an unorganized and orderly criminal gang. He did not have the opportunity to show his performance in reality. After entering the game, he found that there were too many scumbags.
"Did Mama hit the iron plate this time?" Several pirates gathered by the bonfire were chatting: "This trip is too awkward. Three or four of those captain-level figures have died and can't do it."
"What's the use of saying so much? I've come here and just retreat like this. I guess Mama won't spare us easily." Another pirate was grilling fish in the bonfire: "Follow the big army honestly. When we return to the sea, we can teach those Seris a lesson sooner or later!"
"It's better to be on the sea. Do you still remember the last time that the slaves were trained? Those slaves were trained so well!" A strong pirate with tattoos still remembered: "Especially those female slaves, I don't know how those New World people trained them. It's just like..."
The pirate said halfway, and there was no movement. He lowered his head and seemed to fall asleep.
Assassin Fan Li's relatively thin body crouched behind the strong pirate, and a slender dagger pierced the back of the other party's head into his forehead, stirring his brain into a ball.
"Hey, don't say half of the words! What's wrong with those female slaves?" The pirates who spoke before did not participate in that robbery, but had heard many companions brag about it: "You should say it quickly!"
While talking, the pirate reached out and pushed the other party, but the tattooed pirate fell backwards. There was no one around. Several pirates looked at each other, shaking like a sieve.
They don't even know how this happened.
Assassin Fan Li had disappeared in the shadow ten meters away. He saw a brightly lit tent, which looked like a place where a big man was staying.
Chapter completed!