MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 404 desperation, lies

In a war, anyone who underestimates the enemy's behavior will suffer an extremely tragic price.

Lu Yongyi clearly recognized this point from beginning to end.

But others...

Raft warriors, sand boat captains, and even a few large boat captains, until today, have learned from the successive deaths.

"How many people died..."

Sitting on the deck of the Tundra, which had been smeared with blood and stained red, looking at the alien corpses around him, Lu Yongyi covered the bleeding wound on his shoulder with sharp eyes.

At this moment, he thought of his old friend... Qiu Xinghuo.

He even thought in his mind, if Xinghuo is alive now, the fleet will never encounter the dilemma it is today.

"Lu Suo, we... battle damage rate... over 50%..."

"Data... The data is still being counted..."

"There are 7 big boats, 18 small boats, and 22 rafts... raft ferries!"

Zhang Long, who was slumped on the ground beside him, also had blood on his body, and there was a terrifying blood hole on his leg.

If it weren't for the use of some game props to stop the bleeding from these wounds.

Just his current injury, not to mention statistics, even just a word would cost him half his life.

And the numbers that came out of his mouth were shocking!

A battle loss rate of more than 50% means that the tundra fleet was 400,000 people before, but in this battle alone, more than 200,000 people fell into this sea area forever.

Moreover, the large ship that had been maintained at more than 15 before was sunk by half in this battle.

The small boats are even more pitiful. During the First World War, nearly 40 of them were lost, creating an unprecedented battle loss.

As for the raft ferry, because the initial target of the alien race's general attack was not on them, this battle was their number saved the most.

"How much ammunition do we have..."

Before Lu Yongyi was the most taboo, the issue of ammunition that no one knew about.

At this moment, he also seemed to have figured out something, and asked the guard behind him directly.

But unfortunately, the voice that would reply immediately in the past did not sound.

Today, his question was not answered.

Lu Yongyi turned his head, and the next second, he closed his eyes in pain.

He didn't cry when he was slashed twice by the alien race, he didn't cry when the alien race stabbed a hole in his shoulder, and he didn't cry without a piece of intact skin all over his body.

But for some unknown reason, at this moment, on his gray-black face mixed with blood, two invisible clear tears flowed down, taking away some floating ashes.

Behind him, there is a man.

A man with cracks all over his body, as if his body was bathed in blood.

When he died, he used a knife handle to support his body.

When he died, he also stared fiercely ahead.

When he died, he was not willing to leave his last bullet to end the pain.

He bled alive and died of pain.

Perceiving Lu Yongyi's grief from the inside out, all the survivors on the deck didn't make a sound.

Sitting on the deck smelling of gunpowder, everyone is a "lonely" beast.

They roared and licked the "wounds" on their bodies.

Like the ptsd soldiers on earth who will participate in the war, they are the "losers" in this battle.

However, there are always exceptions.

Suddenly, one after another crisp voices sounded from behind Lu Yongyi.

"Our machine guns have run out of bullets, the rifle still has 1,800 rounds, and the pistol has... 9,300 rounds."

"There are fourteen explosive packs, four are 3kg, two are 5kg, and one is 10kg, and the remaining seven are 1kg"

"We have 6,200 crossbow arrows, 3,910 bows and arrows, spears... we have 300, knives... we have 120, spears... we have 220 shots!"

"People... We have 322 people!"

Compared with the crackling sound of burning wood and the screams from under the boat, this sound was like a living fountain, which instantly poured into everyone's dry hearts.

In the next second, all those who were injured enough to support their bodies turned their heads in astonishment and looked at the place where the sound came from.

In their sight...

The main deck entrance, which had been pressed down by the collapse of the wood, was suddenly lifted up.

At first, one arm propped up a little gap, but then, more than a dozen arms spread out from the gap and pushed it up.

Then, five spears appeared in the gap.

Using the principle of leverage, the wooden mast pressed against the entrance is moved very slowly.

But as time passed slowly, after the accumulation of small amount, the wood was slowly pried open and rolled into the distance, revealing a gap below enough for one person to pass.

From this gap, a face that looked immature but was full of toughness rose up.

Her steps were firm, holding a steel knife that did not match her face shape. Although the smell of the outside world was extremely pungent, she still walked out as if she hadn't smelled it.

Then, from behind her, familiar figures walked out one after another.

In less than a minute, the second spring broke out on the "barren" deck!

All the crew members who were not able to get out immediately due to the sudden sound of the battle came up from the cabin with weapons at the moment when the fleet was about to die.

Don't care that there is still a lot of fear on their faces, and don't care about the fear in their eyes.

At this moment, they can stand here.

enough!

"Good! Good! Good!"

After saying hello three times in a row, mixed with a little crying, Lu Yongyi shouted loudly with grief.

"I announce that the Tundra emergency rescue team has been established. The first captain...Kong Yangyu, the deputy captain...Yang Chan, Dang Qi!"

"Captain Kong Yangyu led the first team to other ships, searched and rescued the remaining survivors, restored our contact with the raft team, and rearranged our defense lines!"

"Deputy captain Yang Chan led the second team, and spared no expense to treat all the wounded!"

"Deputy captain Dang Qi led the third team and went to the bottom of the ship with materials to repair the damage to our ship. No matter what, the Tundra will not sink!"

"No!"

Looking at the three hundred people in an orderly manner, they were divided into three teams and began to perform their respective duties.

Lu Yongyi also did not have the pedantic decision to refuse the rescue team's decision to be the first to treat him.

He glanced at the time, it was 6:08 in the afternoon.

There are only about six hours left before the arrival of the "strongest" reinforcements in the wasteland!

He knew that before he fell, there was still hope for this fleet, and he could wait for the arrival of real reinforcements.

But he wants to know more, at the moment when this fleet has reached this "fish dead and the net is broken", there are still those cubs and aliens who dare to come up and perish with humans!

 …

"Brothers, are there any living brothers, squeak, let's save you!"

"I'm here, there are more than 100 people in our boat, we're stuck, help us!"

"Be careful, wait for us to come!"

Every large ship is basically loaded with five hundred people. Even if it sank, there are still a few hundred people who survived because of the good internal structure.

Within half an hour, through cooperation from inside and outside, the number of the search and rescue team increased, reaching a total of 1,500 people.

And as the number of people increases, the efficiency of search and rescue also improves a bit.

Before the next wave of tsunami came, all the large ships and half of the small ships were finally searched and rescued.

As for the rest, everyone did not give up, and while preparing defensive measures to fight the tsunami, they continued to tap the gaps in the hull with all their might.

During this process, the raft warriors were not idle. They gathered up the treasure chests that had fallen on the sea to strengthen their strength, and at the same time counted the data of the previous battle.

The tundra fleet, which had a population of 398,000 before, now has only 167,000 people left, and a total of 231,000 people were directly defeated in the previous battle.

Converted to a percentage, this time the fleet's death rate reached...

57%!

At six o'clock in the afternoon in the wasteland, the average battle loss rate was 21.3%. This battle loss was scary enough, and it was enough to make those in the know despair.

But fortunately, compared with such an exaggerated death rate, the aliens who attacked the tundra fleet also suffered heavy casualties.

In this battle, they entered 60,000 aliens!

Originally, they secretly gathered a figure of 100,000. When this battle was over, the death rate of aliens was even more terrifying than that of humans, reaching over 60%.

This number made them feel pain.

This pain has brought a lot of rest time for mankind.

At least in the current time period, humans can still take advantage of the upcoming one and a half hours of the tsunami to quickly organize the construction of the defense circle.

...

"Who sent you here?"

"Yingtian... ah!"

Wasteland time 7:42, eighteen minutes before the tsunami.

All the wounded on the Tundra have been treated. Because of the use of some magical medicines in the game, the humans who were still behind the gates of **** came back to life again.

The bottom of the deck has become a mess, and there is no time to reorganize and repair it.

So during the time when everyone on the ship could only stay on the main deck, everyone could see the **** interrogation scene.

One of the spy's hands was cut off and blood gushed out.

"I ask you, who sent you here!"

"Ying Laogou, Ying Laogou sent me here. He has completely surrendered to the alien race, and now he is mixing with the alien race!"

"How many of you..."

"Three hundred and twenty-five people!"

"Why are you here to attack the Tundra!"

"Because... Ying Laogou reached an agreement with the aliens, he helped the aliens to break through the tundra fleet, and the aliens... gave them the Tundra, including everyone on the Tundra!"

After asking and answering, the man whose hand was chopped off was as good as a chicken, and he didn't dare to do anything wrong.

From how Ying Tianlong and others hooked up with alien races, and how to make plans for alien races.

Every detail, the man said in great detail, there are a lot of details, obviously he is also a "general" in the organization.

"threw?"

"Throw it away!"

After a long while, watching the man gradually become unconscious because of the non-stop blood flow, the two soldiers stepped forward and threw him directly from the bow of the boat.

kill this person...

Dirty hands!

His final destination should be to go under the water to be the eternal companion of these 230,000 dead souls!

"Prepare to fight, there are still four hours before the clock turns, there are only the last 40,000 people left in the alien race, and we still have 170,000 people. Even with human lives, we can't lose!"

"We can hold on for these four hours~www.novelbuddy.com~ We will be able to hold on until the reinforcements arrive, and then everyone will no longer have to fight."

"Zhang Long, Liu Neng, you two will bring 20,000 people each, and the others will each bring 10,000 people, and I will bring the rest!"

"We are fighting two waves, no matter what, we have to fight two more waves!"

Looking at the wry smile on the faces of the people below, Lu Yongyi said nothing, nodded, turned and walked into the temporary command room on the deck behind him.

He said panic.

All those who received orders on the deck also knew that he had lied.

However, in the hearts of the captains, the lie they thought was:

The so-called reinforcements that Lu Suo said were nothing at all. He only told this white lie to let everyone have a head start.

However, at this moment, they are willing to listen, they are not willing to refute.

They know they really need this lie.

But what they didn't expect was that the real lie was...

The drawing board hanging on the wall of the temporary command room.

Many red dots are rapidly appearing on the edge, and at a frantic speed, they are gathering towards the central red cloud..

Drawing board!

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