Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 115 is really weird.
"They ran towards number 44! Go after them!"

The opposing team outnumbered them, and had talented individuals leading the charge. Song Jinhe was only able to hold out this long by relying on the terrain.

She glanced at the time; the prisoner-of-war was just ahead.

"Damn it! Where are they? Are you all useless?! You haven't caught a single person yet!" the burly leader cursed angrily.

"Brother Qiang, don't you think the other party seems to know this place very well?"

The people below were also puzzled; it was just strange, like they had seen a ghost.

So many traps, but the other side avoided them all without stepping on a single one.

They wouldn't believe it if you said it was your first time coming in.

"These people might have planned this all along!"

The leader rolled his eyes. "Now that you mention it, it really is strange. Even if those two who escaped were found and their location was revealed, it's impossible for them to be so familiar with this place."

"Go turn on all the detector lights, turn them to maximum brightness, and see where they can hide!"

The shelter is clearly their home turf, but they can't catch anyone on their own turf and are being led around in circles. This kind of frustrating feeling is just ridiculous!
Song Jinhe stood behind the door. It was a small room. The man who pushed the door open to check had just raised his flashlight when he saw a person with a dark face, looking like a starving ghost, standing in front of him.

Startled, he was about to call for help when Zhuang Ting silently reached out and wrapped his arm around his neck, delivering a rear-naked choke.

The man's face turned red, unable to exert any strength or make a sound, and then Song Jinhe went up to finish him off.

the other side.

A whole team lived in two houses next to the wooden watchtower, and they were responsible for patrolling this area.

The man on night watch listened to the commotion in the room and a lewd smile appeared on his face. He had just stood up when, in the dark and quiet wilderness, a bullet pierced his head with a 'bang'.

The blond-haired young man rushed upstairs to the second floor and stood outside the room, shouting, "Something's happened, Brother Dong! Someone broke in from behind and killed one of our men!"

The man in the room cursed, slapped the woman across the face, and walked out while pulling up his pants. "What's going on?"

"They say that those who came in this time are all tough guys, killing anyone they see. They probably had their eyes on us for a while and sneaked in while Guan Li and the others were away! The Divine Envoy said to send out all available manpower and try to capture them alive."

There was nowhere else to live within a hundred miles except for shelters. No matter where these people came from, they wouldn't leave alive today! The burly men picked up their weapons and walked out cursing, already planning how to torture these intruders.

However, once they reached an open area with a clear view, blood mixed with brain matter suddenly splattered onto the faces of the people behind them.

It happened without any warning.
Everyone was stunned, staring wide-eyed at the bloody hole on the side of Dong Ge's head.

The person who was just talking about helping them achieve merit has been gone in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it!" The first person to react hurriedly covered his head and looked for cover. "How could there be a sniper rifle!"

"Quickly pinpoint the sniping location! Locate the person."

In the chaos, it was impossible to tell who was speaking.

Another shot.

Everyone panicked and started running back, as there was absolutely no cover in the area in front of the shelter.

The blond-haired youth watched in horror as the people fell one after another, too afraid to show his face to look for anyone.

He suspected that a whole squad of the other side was hiding in the shadows with guns pointed at them.

I was discharged from the operating room yesterday afternoon and quickly updated this while I was still recovering, so my update schedule will be a bit irregular for the next couple of days. I estimate I'll be able to go home and start writing again in three or four days.