<h4>Chapter 426: Friendly?</h4>
Roar!
Arge hole appeared on the wall of the store as a T-001 Tyrant charged out from it while roaring in anger.
Itsrge and muscr body leaped into the air, up and over a group of Heavy Armor Warriors who had raised their shields in an attempt to block it. It held the head of a Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group Doctor yer, who had just fired a shot from his medical pistol and was not fast enough to dodge, with itsrge w before mming the yer’s head into the ground.
“-4234!”
The Doctor yer’s head was crushed into bits and a bright and magnificent white light of death shed across the room.
Roar!
Although two silver syringes were sticking out of its chest and the liquid from the syringes had already been injected into it, the Level 50 Tyrant continued to re at the group and roared angrily. It raised the corpse of the Doctor yer into the air and threw it towards the group of Heavy Armor Warriors, mming into two.
Two yers wearing the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group’s guild badge on their chest stood in the third-floor balcony inside a small hidden building. A two-personbo made up of a Sniper and a Scout.
The Sniper was observing the Tyrant Hunting operation through his sniping scope from several hundreds of meters away.
“Another one dead, that makes 23 in total.”
“Hey, that’s how the game is. The riskier it is, the better the reward.”
“A Tyrant is still a Tyrant after all. Even with the tranquilizer provided by the NPCs, facing it during the first dozen or so seconds when the drug hasn’t kicked in yet can still be pretty deadly.” Said the Sniper yer while clicking his tongue.
“Alright already, Old Lin, don’t just look over there. Don’t forget that our mission is to stand guard over here and take care of all yers who don’t belong to our faction.”
The Scout yer was looking behind the Sniper yer using the military binocrs, towards the outside. “Rx, Knight! The call by Veterans Tribe on the forum says that they will counterattack at 12 and they even asked the other non-guild yers not to go online. No one has evene online around the area in the past few minutes. Even if someone were toe online, with our gears, the moment they get online and start attacking, even if they had Rare Grade equipment, we’d be able to take them out instantly.”
The Sniper yer turned around and smiled casually. “That won’t do, it’s better if we stay vignt. We’ve joined the rebel army camp now. If anything happens and we lose Silvermoon City due to their counterattack, the consequences would be quite severe...”
The Scout yer used Detect with a stern expression and thoroughly scouted an area 100 meters in front of them. He squinted his eyes as he stared at his recon meter, which showed a bunch of yellow dots, which were monsters, chasing one white dot, which was either a yer or an NPC. The white dot, that was on the street blocked by a building in front of them, was running towards their location. “Pay attention! Someone’sing from 12 o’clock. Hurry up! Prepare to attack!” He shouted.
“Knight, you must be messing with me.” Said the Sniper yer while turning around casually, not believing the Scout.
When he saw the screen of the recon meter, his heart tightened. He quickly moved his sniper rifle over and put his finger on the trigger.
Two secondster, when the white dot entered his sniping sights, the Sniper yer’s expression rxed. “It’s a friendly!”
The person who appeared over the corner of the street across them was a Sniper with a golden dragon badge on his chest, same as theirs. The light green of the badge meant that they belonged to the same side, the rebel army camp.
“Just how many Elite Grade zombies are chasing this guy?”
When the Scout yer saw that it was a friendly, his eyes also rxed.
After looking at the eight yellow dots that followed the yer, he frowned again.
The Sniper was running with a panicked expression and kept looking back while running, hisbat uniform drenched in sweat while his face was covered in dirt; he looked absolutely wretched.
He was in such a bad state because he was being pursued by eightrge and muscr Elite Grade zombies, howling and growling murderously;pletely immersed in pursuing their food.
It was quite easy for yers to escape from the pursuit of Normal Grade zombies. However, Elite Grade zombies were much quicker. Compared to the night before, the zombies of today seemed to have be faster after adapting to the environment, making it so the Sniper could not escape from the pursuit of these zombies and could only run frantically towards the two.
The two gunner yers who were elite yers of Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group could easily recognize that the yer running for his life was in the same guild as them, and did not have good equipment. Most of the items he equipped were only Fine Grade gears in the Level 40 range. He even had two white-colored Normal Grade gears equipped. The sniper rifle that he was carrying was only a Level 40 Excellent Grade item with average stats. With equipment at that level, it was natural that he did not dare to stop and fight those Elite Grade zombies.
“It’s a friendly. It’s probably a guy who came online today. What should we do, Knight? Should we help?” The Sniper yer held his rifle and turned around and asked the Scout yer behind him for advice.
Since some yers from Veterans Tribe or other guilds did not go online the day before, it was natural that some yers from Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group did not go online.
To prevent information leak, Roaring Dragon Light Wind only informed his core team about it. Although heter asked all guild members to go online through the forum after everything was almost set, many yers had already gone to sleep. As such, many Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group yers did not go online.
Since the yers who came online today had not used the potions provided by the Umbre Corporation, Foragers and zombies also pursued them.
“Help?” The Scout yer frowned and hesitated. “The guild leader said that even if it’s someone from the guild, no one can enter this area without prior notification.”
“Then what are we going to do? If he gets over here while being pursued, we can’t shoot him just like that as if he were someone from other guilds, right?” The Sniper yer rolled his eyes.
As an elite yer from the guild, they enjoyed better treatments, more resources, and the admiration of other normal yers. At the same time, they were also envied and hated by some others, even to the extent of being opposed by some of the normal members.
If they were to kill a normal guild member in a situation like this, it was probably going to end very badly. Therger the guild, the moreplicated its internal structure.
“Let’s notify him loudly and ask him to change direction.” The Scout yer said coldly aftering to a conclusion.
The Sniper yer rolled his eyes again and got up from behind the hidden balcony. He shouted towards the yer who was running away on the street. “Alright... Hey! You over there! Uh... Sorry to tell you this but...F*ck, he just cast Quick Sneak and is running over here!”
He became wide-eyed and dumbfounded when, while he was speaking, the Sniper yer with normal-looking items was already looking towards them. After he saw them, he showed a smile and immediately increased his pace, charging towards the ground level of their building at maximum speed.
“What do we do?” The Sniper yer turned around and looked at his Scout teammate who was already frowning.
The two of them did not think that their guildmate had behaved oddly, as it was natural for the first instinct and reaction of a person who was on the verge of death was to run over immediately instead of stopping to listen to what was said to them.
“I’ll report it to the upper echelon. We can only help him for now. It’s a good thing that Elite Grade zombies can’t climb over walls. With our current position, our output should be enough...”
The Scout yer immediately reported the happenings through theirms channel. However, at the moment, the channel seemed to have suddenly fallen into chaos, resulting in being unable to hear the response from the other side clearly.
“What’s wrong? Is there something wrong with the signal?” The Scout yer seemed puzzled.
At that moment, the Sniper beside him, shouted as his expression changed, “F*cking sh*t! Knight, forget about reporting it now! Foragers areing over.”