Chapter 3107: Suspicious survivor

It didn't take long for Bearded to reach the ruins.
Because of the wanton destruction of the reaper, the buildings in front of them have been destroyed, and the bones of the dead can be seen between the ruins.
This kind of tragic scene, commonplace among survivors, has long become insensitive.
Bearded increased his vigilance, because until now, he could not determine the true origin of the other party.
In case it is not a survivor, but a hidden enemy, isn't it a self-catching net?
Even if it is a survivor, it does not mean safety. There are more than one bearded guy who has seen any means to survive.
Fortunately, when encountering such a guy, basically the other party died because they couldn't beat the beard.
As the beard approached the ruins, the other party seemed to be aware and immediately stood motionless.
There is no need to look for bunkers. Fog is the best shelter. Choosing to brake statically is the most correct way.
When the enemy sees you through the fog, the moment of attack that belongs to you also comes at the same time.
The beard can be sure that the other party is holding the weapon tightly at this moment, holding his breath and waiting for himself to come closer.
If it is a life and death enemy, once the two sides encounter, they will be divided into life and death.
In fact, for survivors, the smartest thing to do is to leave as soon as possible, instead of staying and trying to get through.
In case of encounters with each other, no one can accurately predict what will happen next.
You are going to treat the other person as a comrade-in-arms, but the other person treats you as a rich meal.
"Don't be afraid, we are rebels, specializing in combating reaper!
For the survivors who are in trouble, we will provide help and give enough safety and sufficient food. "
Whenever meeting survivors, the monks will first identify themselves, thereby avoiding unnecessary misunderstandings.
Of course, most of the time, this is of little use, and the survivors will remain vigilant enough.
The gray fog provides safety and makes the survivors more suspicious, so they don't easily believe the words of strangers.
The survivors were extremely resistant to going to the secret base, fearing that they would be sent to the slaughterhouse.
So many times, the monks can only use violent means to force the survivors to follow them away.
For monks, this is a very easy thing.
As for the survivors who lost their freedom, how much panic they will suffer along the way, no one at all cared.
The monks were proud of their arrogance and were too lazy to deal with ignorant mortals. They never disdain to explain when doing things.
It won't take long for these survivors to understand what is going on, and then be grateful to themselves.
At extraordinary times, doing extraordinary things is the principle of the monks.
Bearded explained his identity, but ignored it, and the survivors remained silent.
"No need to hide anymore. I have seen the five of you. Do you want me to point out one by one?"
The voice of the bearded man sounded, and a heavy gasp came out of the fog, as well as the sound of rock rolling.
The survivor, who was exposed mercilessly by the beard, was obviously in a state of panic, so he made a noise by accident.
The other party seemed to know that he couldn't continue to be too bearded at all, so he slowly moved his position.
Although the sound is very slight, but it is heard in the beard, but it is as clear as the horse stepping on the ground.
"Give you another chance to get together immediately, and I will take you out of here.
If you are still disobedient, you can only say that you are at your own risk. "
Bearded gave an ultimatum, he had other things to do and didn't want to waste time on these survivors.
The other party still didn't respond, obviously holding a fluke.
"Toast without eating fine wine!"
The bearded snorted coldly, reached for a finger in front, and saw a rope fly out.
The survivor closest to Bearded made a cry in his mouth, tied tightly by the rope.
Found that the companion had an accident, the other survivors were in a panic, rushing up to help the companion get rid of the rope.
Whoever expected the rope to be like a living creature, once again wrapped around the other survivors and tied it firmly together.
The rope is extremely flexible, even if the knife cannot be cut, and it can be extended indefinitely.
With a series of screams, all five survivors hiding in the fog have been with rope.
By this time, the survivors were no longer able to remain silent, but issued a horrified cry.
At this moment, the other end of the rope fell into the hands of the beard, and then began to shorten.
The five survivors were dragged by the ropes, like a hooked fish, struggling to be pulled in front of their beards.
Only then did Beard realize that the opposite side turned out to be five women, all of whom were malnourished.
After they saw the big beard, although their expressions were still frightened, their voice was a little weaker.
In the hands of the human race, there is at least a ray of life. If they fall in the hands of the reaper, they will definitely die.
"To shut up!"
Bearded sneered coldly, with a hint of mana in his voice.
He was not a gentle person. Now that there are collectors nearby, how could he let the survivors shout loudly.
The five survivors closed their mouths and showed a dull look because of the shock of mana.
For at least an hour, they will look like this, as if they have lost their souls.
As the beard turned, the rope dragged the five survivors and followed along.
It didn't take long for him to return to his companion.
When Bearded left, the companion had thought of a solution to the problem, that is, fixing the silk thread by means of the monk.
After fixing the thread, it is equivalent to destroying the trap, and you can take the opportunity to kill the collector.
It is easy to say, but it is very difficult to do. Fortunately, the strength of the monks is not weak.
The repair speed is too fast, far exceeding the reaper's expectations, which will cause the original weapon to completely lose its advantage.
The success of this cracking method is still unclear, which is why the monks have not started.
They are waiting for the big beard and cooperate with each other.
Because the beard has the highest strength, he is responsible for shooting and fixing the thin line that falls from the sky.
This is not an easy task, no matter the strength or weight, maybe a slight deviation may cause the floating bomb to fall.
It is also unclear whether there is a signal connection between the silk thread and the bait?
If there is a signal connection between them, if you just cut the wire, you will still be attacked.
So now it can only be tried, not sure what kind of result will be, but even if the crack fails, the beard and others will not lose anything.
When they are ready, they can evacuate in time to ensure that they will not be affected by the explosion.
After the negotiation was over, the action began immediately.
Bearded shot himself, manipulated a mass of dirt, and quietly approached the collector.
Because of the fog, the collector did not find a large area of ​​mud gathering above his body.
"Amnesty order, get together!"
With the operation of the bearded man, the flying mud gathered together, directly blocking the silk thread connecting the collector and the suspended bomb.
At the same time, a flash of cold light flashed, cutting off the connection between the thread and the collector.
The soil hung in the air like a plate, and the collector below had reacted to confirm that he had been attacked.
Before the collectors responded, the bearded companions shot at the same time, blasting the collectors directly into fragments.
"You withdraw first and wait for me ten miles away!"
Bearded looked at his companion and reminded him loudly.
Now that the situation is urgent, the companions no longer talk nonsense, just turn around and leave.
Bearded just wanted to yell, let them take away the survivors, but then suffocated back to the mouth.
Because he suddenly remembered that the mysterious wave of unknown origin once reminded himself of danger.
The so-called danger probably refers to these female monks.
If this is the case, they should not be allowed to follow their companions, but to keep their risks at their side.