Chapter 692

Eight or nine jackals surrounded and raided them, with heavy casualties, bloody smell, gunshots, screams and angry shouts. It was a tough night.

Towards dawn, everyone was exhausted.

All of them were very embarrassed, with big and small injuries. They were decadent, sitting on the ground, leaning against the tree to breathe, or lying on the mud like dead people.

I've never experienced a setback like tonight.

In the face of the wild beast, even if they have guns and ammunition in their hands, they can't resist.

Because of the close combat, guns can not show the advantage, they can only fight on the spot, holding a long knife and dagger to fight with those animals.

Not everyone in their team is proficient in melee, which requires very strong physical strength, especially for fighting with this mutant jackal.

Qiao bao'er's pale face is like a paper without blood color. Her right hand is still holding the bayonet and shaking uncontrollably. Her breathing is depressed. She tries to adjust her breathing rate and try to calm down quickly.

But at this moment, the dark night began to gradually white, gray sky.

She saw the dead and wounded at the scene. Some of them were bitten by jackals, some of them were bitten by jackals, some of them were bitten by jackals, some of them were bitten by jackals, some of them were bitten by jackals, some of them were bitten by jackals, some of them were bitten by jackals, some of them were bitten by jackals, some of them were bitten by jackals, some of them were bitten by jackals, some of them.

This corpse was once her partner and had spoken to her.

Qiao bao'er's tears slipped from her eyes unconsciously. Her face was stained with mud, her hair was messy, but her eyes were very firm and bright. She held the bayonet in her right hand more forcefully, which had a great impact on her heart.

In fact, other lucky survivors in the team were also greatly impacted. Although the old ghosts were used to seeing life and death leave for a long time, they watched helplessly as their teammates were killed by wild animals. This bloody and helpless scene made them extremely angry.

Crabs are in a mess. He looks like he's crazy. His eyes are red. He points his gun at the dead jackal's body. He shoots bullets, bang bang——

Angry, even if they finally killed all the jackals that besieged them last night, they lost 10 members.

Anger, their own incompetence, once proud of the ability, but was beaten so vulnerable.

We are still unable to let go of the crabs' crazy shooting.

"... don't waste bullets. I don't know what's in the back."

Raphael didn't look very good either. He wiped the stain on his face and suddenly opened his mouth with a slight sarcasm.

Crab heard his tone, more angry, directly on the muzzle of his gun, roared, "you shut up! If it wasn't for you, we would have met these ghosts! We are all involved in the internal contradictions of your family... "

The crab was swearing, and Raphael rarely said a word back. He closed his eyes and chose to close his eyes.

We all know that the current complaints are useless, but since entering the third Island, they have encountered all kinds of unexpected accidents. This time, the casualties were heavy, and they were stimulated to need some emotional catharsis.

They didn't need too much communication. They acted separately. They only had some slight bruises on their bodies, so they went to cut down trees with knives. Seriously injured or injured to the leg, mobility on the spot rest, deal with the wound, try not to give everyone a mess.

Qiao bao'er has Samba to keep watch all the time. She is lucky that she is not hurt. She follows Jun Zhimu and they cut down trees in silence. They cut bundles of branches.

Then, cremate the 10 members who have passed away.

There was a fierce fire.

The flames crackled on the corpses. They stood upright and looked at the departing team members in silence. The leaping flames were reflected in their eyes, and their hearts were heavy with grief and indignation.

It was a crude farewell to death.

They don't have much time to feel pain, so they must be cremated immediately, otherwise other animals may eat their bodies.

Cremation is a respect for them.

"We need to get out of here."

After last night's fierce fight, these mutant jackals died in different places. Originally, in order to vent their anger, they planned to kill a wolf to eat their meat, but the bloody smell of the beast here was too bad to eat, so they stabbed a few times and had to give up.

I'm still worried about the fight last night. I don't know how many jackals and beasts there are in this forest.

They have used up more than half of their weapons, guns and ammunition, and they are exhausted after days of fighting.

If we meet a group of big wolves again, they will all die here.

"... find water, find a place to rest first." Junzhimu's voice also showed some fatigue.

We can't help looking back at the dead bodies that have been burned out, their brothers, goodbye. As soon as they turn around and take a big step, they have not finished their task and set out.

Originally, there were only 11 people left in their 21 member team.