Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

[Range Skill: Crossbow 49 → 50 (Outstanding)]

Lu Meng jumped down from the treetop, climbed a branch to use his strength, and landed lightly.

When a swamp man came over and saw this scene, he stepped forward consciously, took the old world crossbow in his hand, wiped it, and covered it with a raincloth.

This is also good after you have your own team. You don't have to worry about logistical issues like you do when you play alone.

Lu Meng thanked him and nodded, then turned to the mercenaries.

I saw dozens of Stone Rats squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, and their weapons piled aside. There were no more than ten mercenaries dressed as swamp ninjas, each holding a weapon and surrounding them.

He surrendered on the spot when he saw that the situation was not good.

More gang members turned into corpses, lying everywhere in the forest. Even the constant rain could not dilute the blood on the ground.

The smell of blood and earth mixed together, turning into a strong smell of swampland.

"Leader," Ah Quan came from the forest and saw Lu Meng on the field at a glance, "many people have escaped and we can't stop them."

His expression under the mask was slightly apologetic, and the steel knife in his hand was still dripping with blood.

"It's been done well."

Lu Meng looked at him: "Gather everyone together, count the number of people, check the injuries, bandage what needs to be bandaged, and send the seriously injured to me."

This ambush was still focused on defeat. The gap in numbers and strength was not enough to support them in a battle of annihilation.

If the morale of the gang completely collapses and they are determined to escape, there will be dozens of different escape directions. The swamp people and the blood spiders can attack and kill some, but the whole dumpling wrapper will still not be able to cover them.

His goal has been achieved, eliminating the most direct threat facing Huangshui Village.

In addition, all three valuable leaders were killed. Even a factional fight in the swamp was not necessarily so intense, let alone leading a swamp village to resist the Stone Rats. This was already a rare result.

The mercenaries who were used to the battlefield didn't think it was anything, but the swamp people were extremely excited.

You know, these dead, captured, escaped... in the past, they were all important figures in the eyes of the villagers.

Some people even found acquaintances among them. They had also come to Huangshui Village to collect rent and taxes.

How complacent they were then, how frightened and desperate their faces are now.

The villagers realized that these people were also made of meat.

If you get hit, you will die.

It just depends on whether you dare to pick up the knife in your hand.

Of course, in the past, the gang members relied not on their personal strength, but on the banner of the Stone Rat Group. Wearing the clothes of a stone rat, if you want to touch them, you must first consider whether you can bear the consequences.

Of course, ordinary swamp villages cannot afford it.

Without Mr. Lu, the villagers of Huangshui would not have dared to imagine that this day would happen.

One after another, the wounded were brought to Lu Meng's side, while others set up raincloths as a temporary camp.

The mercenaries suffered minor injuries, which they bandaged themselves; the conditions of the villagers varied in severity, and those sent to Lu Meng were almost all seriously injured with bloody flesh and bones visible.

Lu Meng helped them treat their wounds as quickly as possible and get out of danger.

Hemostatic and therapeutic drugs are provided as often as possible, and they are not stingy.

The quantity of these finished medicines purchased from technology hunters is limited, and they are even more valuable if placed in the swamp... But now with Huangshui Village as a base, and Dr. Zhong interpreting ancient science books, the entire rainforest is a treasure trove of medicinal materials that everyone can ask for.

For example, the specialty black extract itself can be used as an anesthetic; while quinine made from cinchona tree frost can fight malaria, which is very useful in hot and humid swamps.

Due to the poor facilities in the villages, only some local medicines can be made.

If you want to upgrade, I'm afraid you have to rely on the excavation of ancient laboratories... If that doesn't work, go find a technology hunter to find some equipment.

With the authority of the silver card held by Lu Meng, there is still room for negotiation even with this type of core technology.

At that time, it will be another cash cow, and the medical life expectancy situation in the entire swamp will be significantly improved.

It’s just that the operation is definitely not as simple and crude as biofuel, and more technical personnel are needed to increase production.

[Medical: 41 → 43 (expertise)]

Many of the swamp villagers present were members of the grain selling team. They had seen Mr. Lu's skills before, and they were not surprised at this moment.

As for others, they have already heard about Mr. Lu's medical skills, and now seeing is believing.

They couldn't help but show more respect - with such medical skills, Mr. Lu would be treated as a guest even if he went to the Hound Gang.

For example, Dr. Zhong, his body has always been controlled by the double-edged group just because of the special field he specializes in.

But ordinary gang members and even leaders, when they meet Dr. Zhong on weekdays, they must at least give him a good look on the surface: after all, no one knows when they will need to ask this doctor to save their dog. Life.

Even Big Fang, the leader of the Double Blade Group, even though he knew that Dr. Zhong was unwilling to cooperate, he still tolerated him at all times. This can explain the problem... He also had enough food and clothing to support him on weekdays.

All this shows that Mr. Lu is in the swamp and he personally has a better way out.

The swamp people sighed from the bottom of their hearts: If it weren't for friendship and sincerity for the sake of Huangshui Village, why would he stand on his side and choose such a dangerous path of resistance?

At this time, Allen walked up and stood beside Lu Meng.

His hand has been bandaged by himself, but judging from his movements, he seems to be hesitant to speak.

"Tell me." Lu Meng said without looking back, his hands still sewing up the wounds of the swamp people.

He knew that Allen was going to do a head count.

Among this team of swamp people, Allen and Ah Quan are the team leaders. Firstly, they are familiar with Lu Meng and can be trusted. Secondly, their strength and status are relatively high among everyone.

"Three brothers died..." Alan whispered, "Ahe, Ajian and Azhu."

"Okay," Lu Meng paused, then continued to sew, "I remember."

There are no casualties in this battle. Including the wounded who needed treatment, the number of casualties did not exceed ten. They repelled a vanguard force of nearly two hundred people... not counting the killing of enemy prisoners, it was already an astonishing battle loss. Compared.

After Lu Meng finished handling the matter, he asked the villagers to help the injured away, while he used the rain to wash away the blood on his hands.

"Mr. Lu, what should we do with these people?" Ah Quan walked up and motioned to the other side.

It was the captive gang members. It was raining heavily, but they didn't dare to move.

The mercenaries were also guarding the area diligently.

"Each person should watch one." Lu Meng ordered.

This was said to be the case, but in the end, many of the prisoners assigned to each person included more than one prisoner, which meant that they exceeded the number of thirty at least.

From this, the surviving members of the Stone Rat Group discovered that there were only such a few 'swamp ninjas' who ambushed them.