A few days later, Yunying removed the line and probably would be able to recover completely in three or five days of rest.

This time of recovery is the most comfortable time. Yunying not only does not need to be trained as a sandbag like before, but she lies down and rests every day, eats meat for three meals, and it is much stronger after a few days.

After a few days of living like this, Yunying hopes to heal a little slower.

This time, he woke up with serious injuries and made considerable progress in all parties. Yun Ying did not feel the rapid improvement. What he dreamed of that day might be a dream after all. Yun Ying didn't care much about it, so he just threw it behind his mind.

On the fifth day.

Yunying's injuries have basically recovered.

The mantis called him over to help.

The mantis' studio was full of some specimens soaked on the table, and the test tube racks were filled with test tubes of different liquids of different sizes, and various simple and rough tools, which were already common to him.

Yun Ying brought out a newly transported corpse and placed it on the dissection table. This was a young female corpse. It probably didn't last long. Judging from her skinny appearance, she probably starved to death. Such corpses are everywhere.

"Mantis, what are you going to study today?" Yun Ying took the clip and the knife and was about to start: "Heart, liver, lungs, or something else!"

Although the injury has not healed, it is still more than enough to do this job.

The mantis' bloody hands just stretched out from a guy who was dismantled. Ruoyunying was a newcomer who had just arrived. He might be a little uncomfortable. He has been in the group for more than a month and has done this kind of thing many times himself, so he doesn't feel any discomfort.

Three captains of Huangquan mercenaries.

The mantis is the most unpredictable one.

The mantis is particularly cultural and knowledgeable. He can refine and prepare potions that can heal injuries from the messy mutant plants. Yunying can heal so quickly when injured. It is all because of the mantis, so Yunying admires him very much.

Yunying had never seen a mantis attack.

However, even if the mantis relies only on medical skills, he is not afraid of having no food in this era.

“Hold up.”

When Yun Ying heard the mantis' instructions, he was slightly stunned. This guy would not have to do any strange experiments again, right? But without nonsense, he immediately tied his arms and hung up the body.

The mantis suddenly took out a silver revolver and placed it on the table.

When Yunying saw this revolver, he was stunned. The gun was snatched by Yunying from the red nose. However, Yunying later fell into a coma and the gun disappeared. Yunying thought it was confiscated by a cunning fox. After all, the gun is considered an expensive item, and it is a waste to hold a rookie like Yunying.

"Damn, isn't this my gun? It turned out that you took it away!"

Yunying is responsible for all the miscellaneous work in the mercenary group, including gun maintenance and so on, so he is basically familiar with guns.

The mantis took out an orange bullet and placed it on the table.

What's the meaning?

Yunying was a little stunned.

The mantis pushed his glasses, and the lenses were shining with cold light. He couldn't see his eyes clearly. He reached out and pointed his hand and hung the corpse in front, and said in a cold tone, "You shoot it as fast as possible."

"Isn't this good?"

Yunying certainly has no ridiculous idea of ​​being disrespectful to the corpse.

What he was thinking was how much bullets were wasted when shooting people to death!

“Do as you do!”

I don’t know what to do in the mantis gourd, but since I insist on doing this, there is nothing I can do. This ice face has always been the same, and the taste of live ammunition shooting is something Yun Ying has always wanted to experience.

Yunying breathed a sigh of relief.

He was just about to blow out the candle and go to bed.

Unexpectedly, a few very loud and rapid sounds suddenly echoed over the camp.

when!

when!

when!

The tranquility in the night was torn to pieces. The sound that Yunying had never heard before was like a big bell ringing, loud and long, and so suddenly, it made people feel a little uneasy.

Yunying didn't know what to give birth to.

However, after living in the camp for more than a month, he was no longer as reckless as he was at the beginning. He just pushed open the door carefully and did not rush out rashly.

The Black Flag Camp seemed to be very chaotic, with many people holding torches running around, and countless people exclaimed and rioted in a row.

Yunying vaguely heard a shrill and fearful cry.

"Beast Tide!"

"The beast tide is coming!"

Yunying has been in the camp for more than a month. He knows very well what the concept of beast tide is. He immediately feels chilling and pours his pores straight into his body. The irrepressible fear quickly takes root in his heart... Oh no!

Bang!

The wooden door suddenly kicked open.

Three camp guards rushed in and came up without saying a word to capture him.

"What are you doing?"

"The beast tide is coming, and men will join the war. Those who are afraid of fighting will die!"

The entire camp was in chaos, and the camp guards caught people everywhere. Anyone who was a man was driven out like a duck to drive a duck and formed a temporary team.

Yun Ying had no chance to explain, and it was useless to explain. As an important combat force, the places they went to would definitely not be safer than here. He was sent to a team of more than 200 people.

The clang sounded.

A camp guard wearing steel armor came over. He was covered in at least two or three layers of leather or armor, and a half-faced breathing mask. When other camp guards saw him, they stood beside him. This fully equipped young man was obviously the leader. "I am the team leader Ryan, a member of the Black Flag Camp Elite Group, and this time I will be responsible for directing your defense."

Captain Ryan's voice was very difficult. Each syllable was blocked so hard that it was like a wrench throwing into a rolling gear. There was a very deep scar on his neck. It was probably because the wound had damaged the vocal cords.

"Now there is a large group of mutant beasts about to attack the camp!"

"Everyone picks up my weapons, guards the camp, and fights to the end!"
Chapter completed!