Eye of the Wasteland

Chapter 117 The Fate of the Second Roshan (Part [-])
At the same time as the high-pitched hissing sound, the bloody meat mountain burst from it.

The moment the mountain of meat exploded, all the black monsters that were attacking on the battlefield were taken aback.

Afterwards, they all turned their heads and looked in the direction of Roshan.

At the same time, those black monsters let out a high-pitched neigh one after another.

Next, those black monsters did not have the previous tight formation.

Many black monsters were still rushing towards the wanderers and guard soldiers on the mine road, but many black monsters were chaotically running around.

There were even quite a few black monsters that turned around and ran quickly towards the abandoned stronghold and the shattered Roshan monster.

It's just that in addition to the homeless players and guard soldiers on the mine road who are still shooting, the machine guns above the surrounding mines are still roaring.

For the condescending machine gun team, they only need to pull the trigger in the general direction, and the machine gun barrage can knock down those black monsters one by one.

Soon, groups of black monsters were knocked to the ground by the barrage from the air and the ground.

The wailing of the seriously injured black monster echoed one after another at the bottom of the entire mine.

After beating the last black monster in sight that was trying to charge into a pile of rotten meat that fell to the ground, many wanderers and guard soldiers shouted excitedly.

At the same time, the many condescending machine guns around the pit also gradually stopped firing.

Looking around at the corpses of countless black monsters on the ground of the mine pit in the distance, as well as the occasional black monsters that were weakly wielding bone blades and twitching, many cheers and shouts sounded wave after wave.

Looking at the disgusting corpse of the Roshan monster in the distance after it exploded, Chen Xiaojia turned his head to look at Wu Yunhao beside him.

At this moment, Wu Yunhao didn't notice Chen Xiaojia's gaze, but silently put on the cloth strip that covered his right eye.

After using the bloody perspective for a long time before, Wu Yunhao felt a slight pain in his right eye at this moment.

It's just that this time I used the blood-colored perspective for a longer time than before, but the discomfort in my right eye was much weaker than before.

After feeling the discomfort in his right eye gradually weakening, Wu Yunhao didn't pay much attention to it.

Next, many homeless members and guard soldiers began to rescue the wounded who had previously escaped from the abandoned stronghold.

Because most of the black monsters encountered before were of the type that used bone blades, they did not suffer from that hideous and terrifying corrosive liquid damage.

Most of these wounded suffered traumatic injuries, and most of them only needed to simply bandage or suture their wounds.

However, a small number of seriously injured wounded are more troublesome. Most of them suffered severe trauma from bone blade slashing or piercing.

Several of the wounded had passed away quietly in the previous battle because of the bleeding, and now his companions were choking and suffering around those corpses.

Except for the three homeless players with broken arms and two broken legs and the soldiers of the guard army, the situation is still stable. Although there are more than a dozen wounded who are still conscious, they are almost at the point of exhaustion.

Blood was pouring out from their severed limbs and hideous wounds, and they were gradually pale and trembling as they lost a lot of blood.

"I... I'm so cold, I'm so cold..."

"Am I going to die? I don't want to die yet..."

"I can't die... help me, I can't die, she is still waiting for me to go back..."

Only with the medical methods that are almost infinite and equal to zero in the wild in the wasteland era, no one can save them except magicians.

Therefore, the companions of the wounded could only hug their trembling bodies with sad and painful faces, or hold their hands tightly, comforting them with choked voices.

Soon, those wounded stared helplessly at their absent-minded eyes, confused at everything in front of them, and finally they would no longer feel the coldness and pain at this moment.

Holding the dead wounded, the companions of the wounded cried and wailed for a long time.

The joy of victory is temporary, and the helplessness and pain in the wasteland are the daily life of every living person.

There was also a seriously injured team member on Wasteland Ranger's side. At this moment, he slowly closed his eyes. Looking at the choked and crying team members around him, Chen Xiaojia turned his head and gently touched the crystal in the corner of his eye.

Looking around at everything, Wu Yunhao was silent for a while, then picked up his walkie-talkie and said to the public communication channel: "Mr. Wang, the battle below is over."

"The Roshan monster has been wiped out, and most of the black monsters at the bottom of the mine have also been wiped out, but there may still be some fleeing black monsters scattered in the surrounding mine tunnels."

On the public communication channel, Wang Xubin's voice sounded very happy, and at the same time his voice was mixed with the cheers and celebrations of the guard soldiers around him.

Next, Wang Xubin asked Wu Yunhao happily: "Mr. Wu, so the black monsters that attacked Xiji City have been wiped out?"

Wu Yunhao replied to Wang Xubin: "Yes, according to the previous experience of Fuyuan City, even if some black monsters are not completely eliminated, they will not pose a threat to Xiji City."

"Without the command of this Roshan monster, although these remaining black monsters are still dangerous, they are no different from those ferocious alienated beasts."

Wang Xubin replied excitedly: "Okay, Mr. Wu, I feel relieved with your words."

"I really don't know what to say, but I am really grateful to you Wasteland Rangers for helping us in Xiji City."

"Without you, I don't think it would be possible for us to defeat these damned monsters."

"We will definitely remember your wasteland rangers' kindness to the entire Xiji City."

"In the future, whenever the Wasteland Ranger has anything to do, we Xiji City will go through fire and water if we can help."

Hearing Wang Xubin's excited thanks, Wu Yunhao smiled and exchanged greetings with him on the communication channel through the walkie-talkie.

After putting down the walkie-talkie, Wu Yunhao came to the side of Chen Xiaojia who was instructing the Wasteland Ranger team to dispose of the dead team member's body.

Turning her head to look at Wu Yunhao who was walking over, Chen Xiaojia asked, "I think there should be nothing else going on?"

Hearing the words, Wu Yunhao turned his head to look at the huge exploding meat mountain corpse in the distance, and then he replied softly: "The matter of Xiji City is over..."

"But I think things about these black monsters are far from over."

　Thanks to the previous title of the book that was not very good, so I changed it after discussing with the editor today. From today, the book will be officially renamed "Eye of the Wasteland".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)