At the beginning, I actually planned to take advantage of the chaos to get rid of these people and go to the island in the middle of the lake alone.

In this way, I will no longer be bound, and it will also facilitate me to search for messages and find fire monkeys. But now, when I came to this area where mutant creatures gathered, I realized that this was not as simple as I thought.

Because there are too many mutant creatures gathered here.

They were in groups and killed batch after batch, just like endless numbers.

If I were alone, I'm afraid the chance of getting out of here would be zero.

So, I changed the plan and chose to act with these people, and with the help of the power of a large crowd, I will fight directly from here.

"It's almost impossible to hold it back! There are so many of them!"

“Request support!”

However, there are only two hundred of us, and it is easy to imagine how difficult it is to break through in this environment.

Just resisting these mutant creatures that keep coming is enough to give us a headache, let alone moving forward and opening the way.

Fortunately, the people in the company are also very considerate. From time to time, a few bombs flew over our heads and fell into the mutated biome ahead of us.

It greatly relieved the pressure of our breakthrough.

call.

All I heard in my ears were roars and gunshots. While firing, I led the advance team to break through the encirclement.

I have to say that it is easy to do things with a lot of people. With the firepower from the rear, we killed or injured more than a dozen people and finally arrived at the lakeside.

The wooden fence that fell here was originally trampled into slag. Corroded and corroded white bones of mutant creatures could be seen everywhere in the lake. It is probably caused by accidental fall into the water.

The only thing that has not been changed is the stone path exposed to the water, which is still the same.

“Buzz!”

At this moment, the communicator on my arm suddenly vibrated. I turned around and saw that it was the commander who issued an order.

Keep going! The protection and mining task is completed smoothly! When this command disappeared, a route was displayed on the communicator. According to my memory, the last place this route leads to is the camp of the small island in the heart of the lake.

When I left before, the company staff gathered at the camp in the small island in the middle of the lake and then opened the mountain with explosives.

I don't know what's going on now.

"Set off!"

When I came to my senses, the other team members looked at me, and it was obvious that they had also received this instruction.

At this point, I no longer hesitated and was the first to step on the stone path that was exposed to the water.

Soon, our advance team set foot on the island. It took about two hours from the time we started breaking through the siege until now.

The casualties are much better than what I have encountered, and more than 70% of them survived.

But the only drawback is that I still have to accept the limitations brought by my identity and cannot act freely.

This island is still the same as I was before. There are craters on the ground, but many signs of trampling are more obvious than when I came before.

Without the exposure of strong lights, our line of sight has become very short.

However, compared to our situation just now, it is much safer, which makes me feel relieved.

This island has a large area and a complex terrain. It takes at least a whole day to walk just by the speed of our walking.

After experiencing the fierce battle just now, the entire team was so tired.

After a while, we took a break for six hours before continuing on.

Along the way, all we can hear are our own breathing and footsteps.

The limitations of the body's senses have evolved into an indescribable fear and depression in our hearts. However, I have long been accustomed to this feeling, which is much better than those team members who have come here for the first time.

When I came to a downhill road, I knew that below the slope was the camp I had been to.

I just experienced what happened last time, and I don’t know what kind of scene will be below now.

As we gradually approach the slope, we can gradually see bright lights.

As I continued to get closer, I saw layers of iron nets, covering the entire campsite with airtightness, including the top, and iron nets were also everywhere.

There is only one exit for the entire camp.

"Go over there and stand by."

At the door, several guards looked at me who were leading the team members and frowned and pointed at a vacant corner in the camp.

I nodded indifferently and took the team members in.

This place is different from what I remember before. Except for a few barbed wire, each tent has been reinforced.

And there are guards outside each camp, looking very cautious.

I couldn't help but smile. I'm afraid it was because I caused an explosion here last time, so now they are so vigilant.

After a glance around, I saw the tent where the medical staff were waiting.

This made me suddenly remember the doctor I met here before.

I had a deal with him at the beginning, but the result was quite good. We all got what we wanted.

If he was still here, I probably could have asked some valuable clues from him. Perhaps he might have seen the Fire Monkey... After a little thought, I took a look at the team of previous players, and finally locked my eyes on a seriously injured player. Half of his arm was gone, and the wound was just wrapped randomly with cloth.

After this day, the blood loss made his face extremely pale, and the wound was at risk of worsening infection.

It shouldn't be noticeable if he takes him into the medical tent?

I immediately walked to the team member and waved to him.

After he glanced at me, he stood up with great difficulty and followed me to the medical camp.

The guard at the door just glanced at me, then let go after his eyes were on the wounded behind me for a moment.

I raised my eyebrows slightly, and then walked into the tent with the wounded.

There is an operating table, a cabinet and a chair inside, and medical equipment is piled up in other places. Although there are many, it does not seem messy.

And beside the operating table, there was a man with a shaved beard and wearing glasses, and his dark circles looked a little scary.

"Hand broke?

Come over and I'll check it out."

The doctor said calmly that he must have been accustomed to this level of injuries here.

I smiled slightly, and while the injured team member was about to walk over, I punched him on the back of his head.

Then, I faced the doctor with a look of defense and took off my goggles and mask.
Chapter completed!