A Realistic Mount & Blade Game

It is stated that the second floor of the underground garage is even more dangerous!

"It seems that the system task requires not only cleaning the first floor of the underground garage, but also going down to clean the second floor."

Shen Mu pursed his lips slightly.

But it's okay.

Right in the first floor of the underground garage, in an area of about several thousand square meters, these villagers were excitedly fighting.

Basically in groups of five, armed with pitchforks and long wooden sticks or clubs, they were almost playfully killing the skeletons and zombies that appeared from the darkness, their bodies still entwined with gray mist, one by one on the spot.

Even if other undead monsters appeared, such as ghouls more than two meters tall with sharp claws,

the Swadian militia, who had spotted them in time, would raise their old kite shields to meet them.

With a few warning shouts,

the Swadian sergeants or Lake Rat Gang veterans, who were waiting in the back, ready to deal with any emergencies, would immediately move out.

Either quickly running over and using the armor-piercing spears in their hands to make a few accurate and ruthless stabs,

or drawing the harpoons from their backpacks and throwing them with a whoosh after aiming.

Accompanied by the sound of crossbow bolts piercing the air as they were fired.

In the entire underground garage,

there was one more type of undead monster corpse that the villagers stepped over!

And behind these villagers, the following robbers also drew their butcher knives and stabbed them fiercely into the eye sockets of the fallen ghouls.

After stirring them a few times, they pulled out the butcher knives, nodding in satisfaction.

These robbers are professionals when it comes to finishing off enemies, especially those who have been working as robbers for several years!

"Don't spread out too much! Pay attention to lighting bonfires! If you see a torch about to go out, replace it with a new one immediately!"

At this time, Bandak did not continue to stand beside Shen Mu, but instead took the nail-studded club in his hand and walked a few steps forward as the battle line advanced, beginning to give instructions, orders, and commands.

The underground garage was really big.

All kinds of fuel vehicles and electric vehicles were still parked in the parking spaces, neatly arranged.

In the middle, one could occasionally see many scattered and broken skeletons of Blue Star people wearing modern clothes, either completely eaten or directly dismembered.

Obviously, it could be seen that the arrival of the undead rules was so sudden that no one could have imagined it.

It also made the Blue Star people not expect that the rules of Blue Star would be suppressed.

The former common sense had disappeared.

Even if they desperately fled to the underground garage, wanting to escape by car, it was actually impossible to do so.

Instead, they put themselves in a more dangerous and hopeless situation!

"It seems that my soldiers and I are probably the first group of people to set foot in the underground garage again after the arrival of the undead rules."

Seeing the Blue Star people wearing Blue Star clothes, as if they had just been killed yesterday, Shen Mu felt a little唏嘘(xīxū - a sense of regret).

This is the cruel reality now.

Without a spirit realm mark, without spirit realm creatures to follow, and without knowing that lighting a fire can effectively dispel the undead rules,

then being an ordinary person is really too miserable!

"Report! We have discovered the stairs leading down!"

Just as Shen Mu was pondering, not far away in the underground garage, a villager raised his pitchfork and reported loudly.

Shen Mu and Bandak quickly walked over.

It was still a double ramp.

Looking at the sign above the ramp, which read "Second Floor Underground Garage."

Shen Mu nodded lightly, looked at the villagers around him, each eager to try, obviously wanting to continue rushing down, but did not directly open his mouth to make arrangements for them.

Instead, he said in a deep voice to the Swadian sergeants: "All Swadian sergeants! Forward!"

"Yes, sir!"

The 32 Swadian sergeants immediately responded loudly.

Under their flat-topped helmets were faces around 40 years old, with slightly bearded and determined expressions.

Then they raised the 4-meter-long armor-piercing spears in their hands, cooperating with each other, and formed a shield wall with the heavy kite shields on their left arms in front of their chests, and then placed the spears on top of the shields, like a hedgehog, and began to advance into the passage.

And behind these Swadian sergeants, the Swadian militia, who were sensible and knew how to cooperate, immediately raised torches and followed.

As the flames on the torches flickered, the firelight illuminated the entire curved downward passage.

These Swadian sergeants continued down without fear.

But within the scope of this passage,

they did not encounter any undead monsters.

No skeletons.

No zombies either.

Instead, there was only the darkness and gray mist that quickly disappeared as the light from the torches shone over.

After walking through a curved slope of a little over ten meters, they quickly arrived at the second floor of the underground garage.

Still solidified darkness, still浓郁(nóngyù - rich/dense) gray mist.

"Be careful, I feel something is wrong." But for these Swadian sergeants, an old sergeant, because of the throbbing in his heart, spoke up to remind them.

"We know." The other Swadian sergeants also responded, their hearts also pounding.

Because this time down, it was really too smooth.

There were no undead monsters in the slope, and no fighting occurred.

They directly arrived at the second floor of the underground garage.

So smooth...

it was very abnormal!

"Torches!" A Swadian sergeant called out to the rear.

Then a Swadian militiaman walked over, raised a newly lit torch in his hand, and with a whoosh, raised the firelight, illuminating the surrounding environment.

Still the concrete structure of the underground garage.

Still various cars between the load-bearing pillars.

Within a small ten-meter range where the firelight spread, no undead monsters were found.

It really seemed like everything was normal.

"Safe..." A Swadian sergeant in charge of observation looked around, just about to turn his head and notify the people above.

But before the words could be spoken,

'嗖(sōu - whoosh)!'

A black shadow instantly swept across from the darkness.

Carrying a sound of tearing through the air.

With a '嘭(pēng - bang)' sound, it instantly knocked away the torch that the Swadian militiaman was holding high.

Then the torch fell directly onto the concrete floor behind, and in the flickering firelight,

it was actually an arrow with decayed black tail feathers, nailed to the spot where the torch was burning!

Obviously, there was an archer aiming and shooting at this torch from the darkness!

"Enemy attack! There's an archer! Raise shields!"

The Swadian sergeants instantly raised the heavy kite shields on their left arms, their expressions grave, and at the same time, they tightened their formation and completed the construction of the shield wall.

"Torches!" The Swadian militiamen then raised the torches in their hands again.

Even the Swadian militiaman who had his torch hit by the arrow and shot away, picked up the torch, tore off the decayed arrow shaft, looked at the碎渣(suìzhā - fragments) and broken arrow in his hand, turned his head and ran towards the passage.

However, he was not fleeing in fear.

Instead, he now needed to report the current situation and the enemies encountered to Shen Mu!

'嗖嗖嗖嗖(sōu sōu sōu sōu - whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh)!'

But before this Swadian militiaman arrived at the first floor of the underground garage,

right here at the entrance of the second floor,

countless sounds of tearing through the air appeared.

In the darkness, arrows shot out, seemingly like a torrential downpour.

Whistling, they arrived in front of these Swadian sergeants.

Crashing and banging, they were nailed onto the thick kite shields, as many as thirty or forty arrows!

And the force of the arrows was extremely strong.

The shields trembled slightly from the impact.

The sound of the arrowheads piercing into the shields was crisp.

It was just that these arrows really seemed to be decayed, and most of the arrow shafts cracked directly.

A small portion of the arrow shafts, at the moment of hitting the thick kite shields, directly broke and shattered themselves due to the reaction force.

But no one cared about these.

Because in the darkness of the second floor of the underground garage, there was also a special sound of footsteps coming.

At the same time, there was also a rubbing sound made by the collision of some kind of iron pieces.

"Prepare to fight!"

The Swadian sergeants issued a warning.

Behind them, the Swadian militiamen raised their torches, trying to make the firelight shine further forward.

But it was precisely because of these torches that they finally illuminated the source of the footsteps and the sound of iron pieces ahead—

skeletons with ghostly blue soul fire flickering in their eye sockets, and bones that were not pale white, but instead had a gray-black color with some kind of metallic sheen.

Their bodies were draped in relatively complete decayed armor, and they also held spears or lances, weapons that looked somewhat decayed but were still intact.

Or rather, undead monsters that should be called skeletal warriors.

Were arranged into a barely neat formation.

And were charging over!