Chapter 480 Rebels

The most abundant things in the abandoned city, besides the endless low-level zombies, are abandoned city monsters of various shapes.

On the way to the military base, the group from Manor No. 5905 encountered several attacks again.

First there was a bunch of moving slime balls, then a group of hideous-looking four-legged beasts, and even a fearless longhorn beetle that was rushing around with some beetle minions.

Fortunately, Mo Chen and the plant spirit warriors were all very skilled and they repelled all the attacking monsters from the abandoned city.

However, the enthusiasm of the monsters in the abandoned city for the people from Manor No. 5905 is not as easy to dispel as that of the low-level zombies.

They even united to launch a protracted offensive against the exploration team.

"We haven't walked far yet, why are there so many damn abandoned city monsters?"

Ford swung his shovel hard, hitting a mass of slime that was trying to recover.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and complained to his comrades around him.

"The abandoned city is too big. It's not surprising that there are so many monsters in the abandoned city."

Si Bo Ke took out a roll of first aid bandage from the medical box and bandaged Anton, who had injured his arm in the battle.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Anton's arm could move normally.

"Everyone be careful and stay alert."

Mo Chen released his plant spiritual power to explore the surroundings, and indeed, he discovered many enemies hiding in the dark.

He took a deep breath, loaded a new set of ammunition into the Border Era in his hand, and raised the muzzle ready to shoot at any time.

Himiko stood at the front with the sword across her chest.

The blazing plant spirit fire ignited from the sword, as dazzling as her golden eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Nata, report the surrounding situation."

Mo Chen pulled the trigger and killed a four-legged beast that pounced on the crowd in an instant, and asked in the communication channel.

"Understood. From the east, a lightning mantis is approaching rapidly, along with five soldier ants!"

At the commanding heights, Nata held a sniper rifle and used her excellent eyesight and a scope to accurately report the enemy's movements.

The person standing beside her to protect her was Ji Bing who had unsheathed the Snow Burial Frost Feather.

"To the northeast, the slime clumps are beginning to form clusters."

Nata turned the gun in another direction and continued to convey the information to everyone.

Mo Chen threw the Border Era away, and with his other hand, he swung the Knight Sword and slashed across, cutting off the head of a four-legged beast:

"Sister Himiko, you will deal with those slimes. Anton, Ford, and Siboko, take care of the remaining four-legged beasts."

"Understood, owner, then you..."

"I'm going to meet those bugs!"

Mo Chen retracted the two weapons in his hands, circulated the plant spiritual power in his body, and instantly entered the Enderman speed state.

The flashing purple light particles easily passed through the encirclement of the monsters in the abandoned city, and Mo Chen's figure appeared.

The ferocious Lightning Mantis waved its sharp arm blades, leading the five eager soldier ants behind it, and regarded Mo Chen as its new target.

The sharp cold light slashed down from both sides with lightning speed, and the tip of the blade pointed directly at Mo Chen's neck.

Just a light blow is enough to decapitate Mo Chen.

“I heard that the group of wanderers in neon punk like to install various prosthetics on themselves, and the most popular weapon prosthetic is the ‘Mantis Blade’.

I wonder how powerful a mantis blade prosthesis can be made using the lightning mantis's arm blade as raw material? I'll ask little Korra when I get home."

Mo Chen was muttering to himself, not worried at all about the pair of arm blades that were about to decapitate him.

Then he disappeared from the eyes of the Lightning Mantis again.

The lightning mantises and soldier ants who suddenly lost their target were a little at a loss, but soon the assassin's blade came to their side.

Mo Chen appeared above the Lightning Mantis, gripped the Wing Blade tightly, and pierced through the Lightning Mantis's head from top to bottom.

He stirred it vigorously a few times and pulled out the blade. In just a few seconds, a lightning mantis died in Mo Chen's hands.

After completing the fatal blow to the Lightning Mantis, Mo Chen did not relax his vigilance at all.

After all, the five soldier ants guarding the lightning mantis have not yet followed their boss.

He manipulated the flying wing blade to split into five parts, one main blade and four secondary blades, all aimed at the soldier ants.

“It’s pest control time!”

Five flying knives shot out, and when they returned to Mo Chen, there were only five soldier ants with their heads blown off and no longer moving on the ground.

The sniper support from Nata also helped the three plant spirit warriors below to deal with several four-legged beasts that were struggling to death.

As for those clusters of slime? Not even a drop of slime would survive the flames released by Himiko.

After dealing with the monsters that attacked the abandoned city, the group from Manor No. 5905 continued to move towards their destination.

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"Stop, there's something ahead!"

Ji Bing, who was walking in the front to explore the way, suddenly frowned and gestured for everyone to stop.

Seeing that Ji Bing had already placed his hand on the hilt of the Snow Buried Frost Feather, Mo Chen understood what was going on.

Ji Bing will only choose to draw his sword when he encounters an enemy.

He asked the other plant spirit warriors to keep quiet and gave instructions to Himiko on the communication channel.

"Sister Himiko, you take the remaining plant spirit warriors and stay here for a while. Xiaobing and I will go and see what's going on."

"Yes."

Mo Chen slowly walked to Ji Bing's side and asked in the communication channel: "Enemy?"

"uncertain."

Ji Bing did not speak, but only responded on the communication channel so as not to disturb the dozens of figures not far away.

She and Mo Chen were currently at the entrance of a market.

Looking towards the other end of the street, you can see scattered stalls and shops everywhere.

"Plant spirit? Zombie spirit? Human?"

“It’s a plant spirit.”

"Plant spirit? Where did it come from? Could it be a wanderer?"

Dozens of weed spirits shuttled between shops and stalls, unscrupulously plundering all kinds of useful supplies.

They moved in like a swarm of locusts, and anything they took a fancy to would be stuffed into the backpacks they carried with them.

Wait... a marching bag?

"They are definitely not homeless, homeowner."

Obviously, Ji Bing also discovered something wrong with this group of weed plant spirits.

Their movements were swift and their eyes were sharp, and some of the weed spirits even had scars on their bodies.

It was not caused by bumps and collisions, but by knives and gunfire.

Only war can leave such indelible marks.

Suddenly, an ordinary zombie appeared from a shop and pounced on the weed spirit closest to it.

The other weed spirits did not make any move to help.

But the next second, the weed plant spirit that was regarded as prey by the ordinary zombies drew a sharp saber from its waist and beheaded the opponent with one stroke.

It was quick and clean, without any unnecessary movements, as if he had stepped on an insignificant ant to death.

Shaking off the black blood on the saber, the weed spirit put away the saber and continued to loot supplies as if nothing had happened.

Mo Chen had seen this kind of iron-blooded temperament in his own garrison members, those former federal soldiers.

"Are they...Federation soldiers?"

After observing carefully for a while, Mo Chen discovered that the uniforms worn by these weed spirits were those of the Federation.

"No, homeowner, they are indeed soldiers, but they are not federal soldiers."

Ji Bing quietly raised his hand and pointed at the right sleeve of one of the weed spirits.

The armband representing the Federal Army had its original affiliation crossed out.

"They are the rebels of the Federation."