Don’t panic when the apocalypse comes, stock up on food first and then guns

The doctor was ashamed and angry, but from the meaning of these words, his life would not be in danger for the time being.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he thought of this, he felt a chill on his neck the next second.

"Crack!"

Manshi grabbed the doctor's hair and held the sickle in his other hand. He hooked the sickle with force as if he was cutting wheat, and cut off the doctor's head directly, and held it in his hand.

“We’ll take this head back and freeze it. When the time comes, send it to Tingfeng City and say it’s a gift from Black Moon Village’s Manshi to the city lord! What a handsome pretty boy! The city lord will surely like it, hahahahahaha!”

When Manshi cut off the doctor's neck, the others had quickly dealt with the remaining people.

In just a few minutes, all the people who were originally alive were reduced to corpses.

However, there were also injuries in Black Moon Village.

The mountain people with super powers are okay, but most of them rely entirely on their agility to fight with those with super powers, so how can there be no danger?

Several people died on the spot.

A tall and strong man had his entire shoulder chopped off by a psychic with an ice axe.

The youngest girl had her stomach pierced by a sharp knife and her intestines ruptured.

"What are you looking at? Come and help me!"

The guy with the broken arm covered his shoulder and screamed. Someone immediately took out a bottle from his purse, poured out the sticky liquid inside and smeared it directly on the wound of the man's broken arm.

The bottle contains a glue made from different resins, which can be used to stick wounds together to stop bleeding in an emergency.

As soon as the sticky liquid was applied, the bleeding arm stopped immediately within a few seconds.

"Ha! The glue used by the witch doctor of the Longshan tribe is really useful. It is better than the hemostatic ointment in our village!"

"Keep your voice down, or the witch doctor will hear you and blow your head off!"

"Little lazy boy, stop sleeping on the tree. Come and find something to plug the hole in your stomach, or your intestines will leak out when you walk all the way back!"

The girl called Little Lazy raised her eyes weakly, covered her stomach and picked up the broken arm at her feet, "Oh, here it comes. Cinder, your arm is off."

"That's not my arm. You picked it up by mistake. My arm is not that short."

Mountain people have been climbing since they were young, so most of them have longer arms.

Xiao Lan looked at the arm in his hand and found that it was shorter. He threw it back and followed the crowd.

Everyone carried their dead companions on their backs and returned to the village noisily.

In the mountains, death is a gift from God.

This means that they can now return to the embrace of the Mountain God.

One of them patted the butt of a dark corpse on his back and said, "You damn big black man, there are times when you need my help. Haha, I didn't expect that you, who are usually so awesome, would die before me today. Haha...wait, that's not right. If you reincarnate before me, wouldn't I have to call you big brother when I meet you in the next life?

Damn Big Black, what did he eat to be so heavy! "

The medical methods of the Longshan tribe are very rough. On the battlefield, using flames to burn wounds to stop bleeding, pulling out the aorta and tying knots, and applying glue on the wounds are all trivial matters. What's more, the old woman can directly reach her hand into someone's chest on the spot, pinch the heart and perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and she even calls it the fastest way.

Before setting off, in order to boost morale, they would boil poisonous herbs into soup and drink it, raising their adrenaline to the peak, directly transforming them into excited monsters with no sense of pain.

After the war, they would smear the ashes of their enemies on their bodies to celebrate, saying that it would protect them.

After seeing the bloody fighting style of those monsters countless times, some people began to imitate them subconsciously.

The people of the Shiwan Mountains are tough and each village has different living habits. Some customs are bizarre in themselves, and the Longshan tribe is the best among them.

After the Longshan Tribe became the ace force of Tingfeng City, their various behaviors were imitated by many villages.

But here lies the problem. The Longshan tribe dared to do this because they had all consumed the fruit of the man-eating tree and had extraordinary healing abilities. People from other villages did not have this kind of physical fitness.

After all these operations, the casualty rate soared. It was only after Jiang You issued a ban that many people stopped following suit.

After Manshi and his group arrived at the Black Moon Village.

First, the two seriously injured people were sent to the witch doctor for treatment, and the corpse was also sent to the witch doctor to see if there was any need to save it.

Then he stood on the observation tower of the village and stared in the direction of Tingfeng City.

However, the first ones to arrive were not the Longshan tribe, but a group of people wearing neat uniforms and riding mutant beasts.

This team seems to have at least tens of thousands of people, and almost everyone is equipped with a mutant beast. Just looking at it from a distance is enough to make people's blood boil.

The sentry on the lookout immediately blew the horn.

The sound of the horn indicates the invasion of a powerful enemy.

Everyone in the Black Moon Village immediately went on alert.

All children under the age of ten were sent to hide in the underground passages, and those over ten followed the adults and took up arms.

Although in a peaceful and prosperous era, a ten-year-old is still elementary school age and is still a child.

But in the apocalypse, let alone ten years old, as long as you can hold a knife steadily, you are considered a warrior.

Especially in all the mountain villages within Tingfeng City, children begin real training when they turn eight years old.

Ever since Jiang You took Black Moon Village under the control of Tingfeng City, there has been no war in the village for a long time.

Seven or eight little soldiers stood in a neat row at the witch doctor's door. The old witch doctor cut his forehead with a dagger, soaked the wolf hair brush in it, and drew special symbols on the children's foreheads.

"When you fight to protect your homeland for the first time, you are qualified to stand on the Rainbow Bridge. Go, children. The mountain god will bless you!"

The witch doctor was old and dark, with pride on his wrinkled face.

These are the eagles of the Black Moon Village. She will watch them fly higher and higher and become the masters of the sky.

Because the children were young, they used the most lethal air-bomb Gatling gun as a weapon.

The Gatling gun developed by City No. 9 has great lethality, but is not conducive to concealment.

The sickles that the mountain folks are accustomed to using can only be used in one-on-one combat, but their flexibility allows them to appear and disappear in the woods like ghosts.

The children looked at each other, carrying air bullet guns that were almost as tall as themselves, with longing on their faces, but no one showed fear.

In the mythology of the mountain people, death is the voice of the heart after crossing the rainbow bridge.

Everyone will return to God's arms...

"Bless me, Lord Mountain God!"

"May the mountain god bless you!!!"

"Kill! Kill all the invaders!!!"