Chapter 89: Picking Up Supplies All The Way
Before they could reply, everyone was busy dodging. Number 3 in the leather jacket was a step too slow, and his arm was hooked by the edge of the harpoon gun.
His clothing should also come with buff effects. The sharpened barbs shot out and only tore a small gash; the person wasn’t injured.
The modified harpoon gun has high lethality, but it can’t attack continuously; it needs to reload the harpoon in front, and now is the best opportunity.
Number 3 in the leather jacket gripped the Nepalese army knife and stabbed toward the mutant’s chest. The knife tip pierced the clothing but was blocked by bark-like scales.
The mutant just screamed once, and the burst of brute strength flung Number 3 in the leather jacket heavily outward. He first crashed into the iron wire fence, then fell onto shattered iron sheets and iron nails. If he hadn’t reacted quickly, protected his head, and rolled away, the iron nails would have pierced his eyes.
While Lingering Fear was swinging the rake to attack after the opening, Yu Jiang sneaked up and stabbed the mutant once.
She struck and immediately retreated, not delaying even a second, playing her cowardly and sneaky style to the extreme, ensuring no one present could gauge her strength.
The mutant roared in pain. The bayonet didn’t trigger a critical hit effect, only adding a poisoned bleeding buff.
This thing has way too much defense; stabbing with a knife barely makes it lose health. It’s really just scratching. The poisoned bleeding buff is more useful.
With everyone working together, they could completely prevent the mutant from reloading the harpoon and using the harpoon gun. Killing him wasn’t impossible, but in the distance, under the open cellar wooden door, the sound of footsteps came.
The mutant’s companions climbed up, three in total. By their appearances, there were males and females, each holding heavyweight weapons.
The one in the middle should be the boss of this house, wielding a meteor hammer weighing dozens of pounds, without an iron chain, directly attached to an iron rod.
Getting hit by that hammer would splatter brains everywhere; a few more hits would turn someone into beef balls!
The dark brown stains on those iron spikes showed it had definitely killed plenty of people before!
Normal people couldn’t swing such a heavy weapon. This guy wielded it with both hands; though the motions were somewhat slow due to the weight, the force was explosively powerful.
Even swinging and smashing empty into the ground made the earth tremble slightly.
There was also the unique one on the right side with an 80-pound wall-breaker sledgehammer, and the sneaky player on the left side even had a crossbow, one arrow piercing Lingering Fear’s arm.
At first, adrenaline surged and he felt no pain, but upon seeing the injured spot, he immediately yelled out in pain.
In less than two minutes, they had their formation disrupted by attacks from several mutants and were forced to scatter and dodge.
If they ran slow and got caught or surrounded, they’d die right there.
Yu Jiang just glanced outside the fence before turning and running into the farm.
Lingering Fear had said earlier that the grass had moved over there. Now with several mutants at the fence, it was better not to go out.
She needed to seize the time and escape their line of sight! From their attack behavior earlier, the mutants were bloodthirsty and cruel, but low intelligence and not high agility, focusing on strength and defense.
They might be sensitive to fresh blood and able to track.
They had a whole family; they couldn’t fight them. Better to hide first.
Yu Jiang ran toward the direction they came from amid the chaos, her heart in her throat with every step.
Traps could be anywhere on the road. Seeing the meteor hammer mutant getting closer, she steeled herself and simply climbed down the cellar using the wooden ladder.
As soon as Yu Jiang came down, she heard heavy footsteps overhead. The dilapidated wooden door above, which looked very fragile, clearly couldn’t hold.
She didn’t rush forward but pulled out the crowbar and frantically swung the hammer, dismantling and recovering the wooden ladder that had come down.
Luckily it was a crude, rickety wooden ladder; if it were metal stairs, it would be impossible to smash so quickly.
The footsteps reached the entrance.
Yu Jiang’s heart raced as her gaze swept the dim, enclosed space. She hurriedly dragged over wooden strips with nails and steel wire from the corner.
She placed the wooden strips on the ground, took the steel wire away, and positioned the iron bucket sideways under the entrance.
With no time for more setups, Yu Jiang tucked the bayonet back at her waist, held the crowbar in one hand and the portable camping lamp in the other, and ran forward.
The mutant came out of the cellar, but there were no signs of habitation here; there must be an exit leading to the farm interior.
There were traps above; there might be some below too.
When Yu Jiang spotted the sharp, bloodstained steel wire stretched across her path, she felt immensely grateful for her caution.
Running straight into it at neck height would have caused instant decapitation.
Yu Jiang had just bent down to pass when she heard the cellar wooden door being smashed open behind her.
It had been fine on the way in, but now on the way back, the stairs were gone.
A flash of confusion crossed the mutant’s hideous, ugly face, then it shouldered its weapon and jumped down.
Bang,
Clang,
It slipped on the iron bucket, fell, and landed butt-first right on the wooden board with iron nails.
From the sound, you could tell how furious it was; the muffled roar carried incomprehensible curses.
It was angry! It wanted to catch the prey ahead, torture it viciously, then kill it!
The cellar structure was simple: a few areas for storing supplies and one path.
Yu Jiang ran while picking up items: disarmed and recovered traps, tetanus wood-chopping saber—take them whether useful or not.
Took the bloodstained hemp rope, took the two unopened bottles of red wine, placed the scattered red wine bottles on the ground behind—whoever stepped on them would be unlucky.
Yu Jiang stopped halfway, chose a suitable spot, put on thick gloves, and secured the steel wire.
The mutant’s defense was too high; steel wire fixed elsewhere wouldn’t do much damage and was easy to spot.
She set the height at calf level, enough to trip it.
Yu Jiang crouched in an empty storage room, even picking up the urea bags on the ground. She huddled inside, peeking out with half her head, watching the tall, burly mutant charge up angrily in search of her.
Then, strange yells and the clattering of collapsing clutter echoed in the cellar.
The mutant’s foot was cut by the steel wire, blood dripping. In its rage, it smashed the trap device with one hammer blow, and as if that wasn’t enough, kicked a nearby contraption.
Its twisted, contorted features looked even scarier in towering fury.
Yu Jiang hurriedly climbed the exit stairs, thumping upward. No time to smash the wooden ladder again, she didn’t dare look back, pushed open the overhead door, held a wooden board picked up midway over her head, and ran out.
The meteor hammer mutant’s companions might come to block her.
Unlikely they’d attack on sight, as they might hit their own, but better to be careful, so she took a wooden board.
Even if attacked, it could block somewhat.
After going up, Yu Jiang turned back and hammered the ladder twice more. At her current scavenger level, against such a wooden ladder, it took only four or five hits to deplete half its gray health bar, recovering a third of the wood.
The ladder was now unsteady; it wouldn’t kill him if he fell!
Thinking this, Yu Jiang locked her gaze on the small house beside the main wooden house while the other mutants hadn’t found her yet.
She had screwed over the meteor hammer mutant the whole way; given their vengeful nature, it wouldn’t be long before it climbed up to hunt her.
She needed to find a hiding spot first, put on the defense-boosting clothing, or she wouldn’t feel at ease.
