Survival of the Nation: My luck was a tiny bit worse.

Drag it in?

Why drag it in...?

Maxim turned his head and looked at Alexander with a blank expression.

"Literal meaning."

Alexander shrugged, adjusting the angle of the telescope on the watchtower. "Last time, Big Brother fell asleep on the watchtower. Captain Leng called him twice but couldn't wake him, so he just dragged him down the stairs by the ankle."

"...Then the eldest brother hasn't woken up yet?"

"You're awake? You woke up halfway through, and even chatted with Captain Leng for a bit."

"What are you going to talk about?"

"Big Brother said, 'Can you be a little gentler?' Captain Leng said, 'Next time, I will.'"

Maxim remained silent.

"The way Cold Team expresses friendship... is truly unique."

"you do not say."

Alexander shoved the binoculars into his eyes, "But I have to say, following my big brother really gives me a huge sense of security."

After all, in a forbidden area where you could be carried off by a mutated beast at any moment, it's a real blessing to encounter a teammate who can drag you down from the watchtower and chat with you along the way.

The two chatted for a few more minutes before returning to their posts.

*

As night deepened, the wind in the valley grew stronger.

Occasionally, the howls of unknown creatures could be heard from the distant dense forest—but within a three-kilometer radius of the camp, everything was eerily quiet.

"Something's not right tonight?" Alexander suddenly said.

"What's wrong?"

"Normally at this time, you can hear at least a few lynx calls while they're patrolling. Why... is there nothing tonight?"

"hiss……"

Maxim realized something and gripped the heavy hammer in his hand tightly.

Both of them looked at the dark, dense forest to the north of the camp—

"Whoosh—"

Then, a sharp whistle pierced the night sky.

Then came the second and third tones.

Leng Ruolan was the first to rush out of the house.

She wasn't even wearing a coat, just a tight vest, and she was holding two short knives in her hands.

"Which direction?"

"North side! All three warning lines have been triggered simultaneously!"

Chen Hao was holding a homemade siren in his hand—it was actually just a tin horn, but he had modified it to amplify the sound several times over.

"Attention everyone! North flank defenses! Suspected simultaneous attack by multiple forces!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a muffled explosion came from outside the low wall on the north side.

boom!

That was the sound of Chen Hao's automatically triggered trap being detonated.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of gunfire rang out from the dense forest to the north, bullets hitting the stone wall and sending sparks flying.

"Da da da da!"

Ou Yun also came out of the house, rubbing a tuft of hair that was still sticking up. "Wow, they really came."

From the direction of the flashing fire on the north side, the teammates were in position at lightning speed.

How many people came?

"At least four, probably more."

Several watchtowers were set up. Chen Hao climbed to the nearest one, held up his binoculars, and reported, "No, there's a second wave! There's movement from the northeast too! They seem to have split into two groups to attack!"

"Ambush? Interesting."

Not bad, at least his brain knows how to change direction now.

Leng Ruolan sneered, twirled the short knife in her hand, and called out "Nanbei".

Nanbei suddenly appeared out of nowhere, its massive body drawing a silver-gray arc in the moonlight.

"You lead the lynx herd to block their retreat through the dense forest to the north. Now that they're here, none of them will escape!"

Nanbei let out a low growl and turned to rush into the bushes. Green Bean followed closely behind, their figures disappearing together into the dark grass.

The battle came sooner than expected.

The first group to break through the low wall were three blond, blue-eyed men in dark combat uniforms.

Their equipment was quite sophisticated—automatic rifles, tactical vests, and night vision goggles.

Yes, it is indeed relatively high-quality, considering it's the mid-to-late game, and the players' equipment levels have improved; they even have night vision goggles.

The leader was a burly man with a buzz cut, his face painted with camouflage, and he was carrying a modified shotgun. He nimbly and cleanly climbed over the low wall.

"Um……"

When Ou Yun saw these intruders, he wasn't surprised, but he was a little puzzled.

"How did you get in?"

"What business is it of yours how we got in!"

Upon seeing that it was Leng Ruolan, the burly man thought to himself that he had indeed come to the right place, and immediately smiled smugly.

"This is God's way of taking you away! No matter how well you set up your camp, it's all in vain! It's all just a free gift to us, hahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Ou Yun immediately looked enlightened, then whispered to Leng Ruolan, "Looks like these people are just cannon fodder sent here for us to practice on."

Leng Ruolan muttered to herself, "Is this the level of the people sent here for practice? That's too bad."

The sound wasn't loud, just loud enough for the burly men to hear.

The burly men and their companions immediately became enraged: "What are you spouting nonsense about! How dare you underestimate our Baisong Kingdom!"

Ou Yun clapped his hands: "See? I told you they were given away for free!"

Leng Ruolan: "Alright, alright, it's nothing, go play."

Feeling mocked, the three burly men were enraged: "Chinese players! Hand over the furnace and supplies, and we'll spare you—"

But before he could finish speaking, a red light suddenly flashed before his eyes!

The burly man's intuition was extremely sharp; his pupils contracted and he roared, "Ambush! Retreat!"

next second.

A knife emitting an eerie traffic light-like glow descended from the sky and plunged straight into the ground in front of him.

Whoosh!

—It is that Purple-Gold Heavenly Wolf Blade, Blazing Flames, Gale-like Wind, Fiery Dragon Descending to Earth, Frenzied Chasing of the Sun and Moon, Cutting Through Cliffs and Emerald Green, Eternal Courage, Demon-Slaying Battle Blade!

"..."

"..."

"?"

The burly man and his group fell silent for three seconds.

"What is this thing?"

The burly man looked down at the garishly colored knife, his expression shifting from fierce to confused.

If I remember correctly, they were besieging the Dragon Kingdom's camp, right?

So this equipment is also from the Dragon Kingdom, right?

Isn't the Dragon Kingdom camp the strongest camp in the forbidden area?

What does it mean when someone suddenly throws out a toy knife?

The burly man immediately looked up at the two Chinese players in front of him.

"Big brother..."

However, the expressions of the Chinese players also looked quite subtle.

"What do you mean by revealing your ultimate move right away?"

Ou Yun chuckled twice, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

Then he walked over, pulled the knife from the ground, kicked it into his arms, and left.

Team Cold: ...

burly man: ...

"Watch out, Fei-ge!"

But the burly man's teammates behind him shouted, "This might be a secret weapon of the Chinese!"

The burly man, known as Fei-ge, examined it carefully for a few moments, then laughed: "Secret weapon? This? This color scheme looks like something you'd get from a two-dollar store near an elementary school—"

Before she could finish speaking, Leng Ruolan moved swiftly, her figure flashing out.

She certainly didn't take the knife stuck in the ground, but instead used her usual Shadow Twin Blades—

"He's right, that thing really doesn't look like a proper weapon."

Leng Ruolan's voice even carried a hint of laughter, "But for someone like you, even using a broken knife would be doing you a favor."