Chapter 21 The Value of Fatty

The sixth wave of the German offensive was finally repulsed.

In this battle, Shen Yi's crazy performance opened everyone's eyes.

"You are a fucking lunatic!" Hong Lang pointed at Shen Yi's nose and cursed, then he shook his head and said, "But I like your madness."

Shen Yi lay on the sandbag and hummed a few times, seeming to dismiss Hong Lang's statement.

Then King Kong asked him: "How many bulletproof items do you have left?"

"Three times." Shen Yi replied. The madness just now made him hit seven or eight bullets at once, which is equivalent to dying seven or eight times at once. Then he said with a grin: "A Stuka has one hundred blood points."

"Damn it!" Hong Lang hit the ground with his fist, making a big dent.

He sat up gently: "Can your anti-tank gun hit (fly) a plane?"

"Of course, but there aren't many rockets left." Shen Yi said with a smile, he pinched his tender face: "I never thought you'd be a little money fanatic, and you'd come back to life as soon as you heard the blood."

Rourou glared at Shen Yi with eyes that would kill you, and then said softly: "Thank you for saving me just now."

Seeing just now that Shen Yi was furious because he was shot, and rushed out to fight the German plane, Wen Rou felt quite comfortable.

"You're welcome." Shen Yi replied.

King Kong and Hong Lang next to each other suddenly stopped talking at the same time, and the scene was eerily silent.

Gentle and curious, looked at them and found that they were staring at her chest.

When she looked down, her face turned red.

It turned out that Ruan Wen was shot just now, and there were several bullet holes in her clothes, one of which was close to her chest. The situation was urgent at that time, so naturally no one would be interested in paying attention to this. At this moment, the battle was over, and everyone's minds became active. Gentle sat up, but didn't notice this problem. There were faint scenes in the clothes with holes everywhere, and the two guys just stared at it without blinking.

"A group of perverts." Meek, shy and angry, tightened her clothes and kicked each of the two bastards.

Hong Lang was kicked and muttered: "That kid was still touching your tits just now, why didn't you teach him a lesson. Sigh, the world is unfair."

Gentle, shy and angry: "He is here to save me, can that be the same?"

King Kong immediately said: "Huh? I remembered it when you said that. Shen Yi's healing technique can only be used close to the wound. If you get injured again in the future, if the injury is not in the right place..."

Everyone froze at the same time.

Shen Yi was also stunned.

At that moment, countless thoughts passed through his mind, and he suddenly exclaimed: "Damn, I know why this skill is called despicable healing. Damn it, it must have been invented by some pervert. Its function is not what we thought before." Those are all fake! Its function is to pick up girls!"

What kind of man in the world can reasonably and legally take off the pants of a woman he doesn't know without worrying about being harassed by the defendant?

The answer is simple: doctors.

The adventurer who invented the despicable medical technique is an absolute pervert, a guy who has a fanatical pursuit of female flesh. So he deliberately invented this skill that requires personal treatment. The purpose is not to save mental energy, but to pick up girls, so that he can play with women openly and aboveboard. And in some special scene worlds, such as ancient China, women have absolutely strict restrictions on physical contact. Women in many dynasties even touch me, and I will not marry you.

In other words, with this healing skill, the owner of this skill can blend like a fish in water in many worlds.

You can even get help from some special female powers.

It's hard to imagine that the adventurer who invented this medical technique didn't intend to heal himself in the first place, but to flirt. If the name of despicable medical technique hadn't reminded Shen Yi, Shen Yi would never have believed that there would be such adventurers in the bloody city world.

But I have to admit that this is indeed a whimsical but very practical way to pick up girls.

Speaking of attitudes towards women,

Shen Yi is not pedantic, and he is not so good that he would not want a beautiful woman to throw himself into his arms. But when it comes to cultivating a skill so deliberately, just for the convenience of playing with women, Shen Yi can't do it. So when he figured this out, Shen Yi was a little bit dumbfounded.

This skill is indeed very good, but no matter how you think about it, it is too shameless.

When Hong Langjingang and the others looked at Shen Yi with envious eyes, they really wished they could take off his skills and use them for themselves.

"Why didn't I acquire such a skill?" Hong Lang said regretfully.

"Shut up, you." Shen Yi glared at him angrily: "Today is over, and the Germans probably won't attack again tonight. There are still three days left, as long as you survive, everyone can go back to the city. Complete this task , everyone will have blood points, the starting number is five thousand and five, and you can play with as many women as you want after returning to the bloody city."

Hong Lang shrugged.

Three days, three more days.

But have these three days been so good?

Even the bombers came out today.

In the next three days, planes, tanks, artillery, and large numbers of German soldiers will come. With the current half battalion and these dozen adventurers, how can we survive?

Hong Lang sighed and lay down without saying anything.

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In the following time, the German charge became more ferocious.

The offensive wave became stronger and stronger.

As soon as tanks appeared, there were dozens of them, and the number of planes in the sky began to increase to seven or eight, or even more than ten. The attack force is even more the whole regiment and battalion rushing upwards. After finally repelling an enemy attack, the result was a larger-scale enemy attack a few hours later. The weapons and ammunition of the 2nd Airborne Battalion are seriously insufficient, and the weapons and ammunition seized on the battlefield are simply not enough to consume. Some soldiers have even started hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, and a few places have launched suicide attacks. From time to time, soldiers holding explosives will sneak under the opponent's tank and kill the enemy together.

The rapid attrition of personnel in the 2nd Airborne Battalion has obviously increased, and even Shen Yi can't save too many people.

Things were bad for the 2nd Airborne Battalion, and things weren't much better for the adventurers. Most people's bulletproof props have been used up, so they can only rely on their bodies to hold on, and then they will be treated by Shen Yi.

Gentle's Kevlar body armor has been shattered due to continuous attacks, and it can't be used at all. Fortunately, Shen Yi brought one more and gave it to Wenrou.

In addition, the rockets were almost exhausted. Even though Shen Yi had saved time and time again and would not use them lightly unless necessary, he still couldn't control the opponent's tanks, artillery, and planes taking turns to go into battle.

There are so many places where bazookas are needed, and he only has so many rockets.

The other adventurers are running out of bullets. Except for the four sniper rifles that still have bullets, the two 62mm Gatling machine guns have run out of ammunition. The two adventurers picked up some weapons from the battlefield to temporarily stop use. But on the eighth day of the battle, the two adventurers died successively in the shelling of tanks and artillery.

So far, 17 of the 21 adventurers who came over were left, one was seriously injured, four had bullets in their bodies, and more than two-thirds of them had lost their bulletproof props.

The adventurers began to feel the shadow of death coming to them. Bullets run out, protective props fail, and melee skills are useless in a sea-of-human battle. The enemies behind are getting stronger and stronger, and the gap between them is infinitely narrowing. The strength of adventurers is no longer much different from that of ordinary soldiers.

Weapons and ammunition were severely lacking. In order to survive, some adventurers had to use the rewards they got during this period—the Schmeisser submachine guns in the gray boxes that could be exchanged for blood points.

A few people began to regret choosing to accept this optional task, cursing and saying that it was Shen Yi who led them to a dead end, otherwise they would have returned to the city to eat spicy food by now.

On the ninth day of the battle, two more adventurers died.

One of them is Ah Sheng, the big boy from Hong Kong.

He was hit by a German tank, and the high damage of 300 blew him to pieces.

He could have been spared death, and the reason why he was shot was entirely because the cowardly fat man retreated timidly during the battle. When he fled, Ah Sheng and another adventurer were planning to attack the Germans from the side. The fat man actually ran to Ah Sheng's hiding place from the other side, and at the same time attracted the attention of a German tank. As a result, the tank fired a shell and the two were killed at the same time.

The dead fat man who brought them fatal catastrophe was only slightly injured by the concussion.

This incident made all the adventurers and the soldiers of the 2nd Airborne Battalion extremely sad and indignant.

After the fight, the fat man was tied up.

An adventurer put a gun to his head and yelled, "You bastard, I have disliked you from the very beginning. You are cowardly and useless, and you even flinched before the battle! Why didn't the Germans kill you?" You were killed! But it doesn’t matter, the Germans can’t blow you up, I’ll kill you with one shot, so that you won’t hurt everyone again!”

"Don't! I don't want to either!" Fatty knelt down and cried loudly in fright: "Don't kill me, you will lose your team reward qualifications if you kill me!"

"You are right in reminding me, if this is the case, I won't kill you. I'll break your legs, tie you up and send you to the front line so that the Germans can kill you, right?" The adventurer sneered and aimed at the fat man's thigh and pulled Trigger, a hand suddenly stretched out, held the muzzle and lifted it up, a string of bullets flew past the fat man's face, making him scream in fright.

It was Shen Yi.

"What are you doing?" the adventurer yelled.

"You can't do this." Shen Yi said coldly: "We need manpower now."

"Is this fat man a fart? He can't do anything but help. He killed both of us! What's the use of keeping him?" the adventurer yelled angrily.

In fact, except for Shen Yi, everyone felt that it was useless to keep this fat man, and it was useless except to drag everyone down.

These days the number of German soldiers killed by him can be counted with a single slap.

Shen Yi said lightly: "At least he still has a gun in his hand, and there are bullets in his gun."

"That's right, he never fired a gun at all." The adventurer sneered.

"Then it's worth staying, not to mention that he can create spiritual armor and increase everyone's chances of survival." Shen Yi said, and then he looked at the fat man: "Of course, considering the mistakes he made earlier, after returning to the city Finally, let him take out half of the blood points for everyone."

This sentence made all the adventurers hesitate.

The adventurer thought for a while, nodded and said, "I think it's okay, but it can't be half, it has to be all."

"Two-thirds, don't be too decisive in doing things, and keep people alive. At least leave the bloody points of the main task to others." Shen Yi said.

Everyone looked at each other and finally nodded.

King Kong stabbed the fat man with a gun: "Hey, talk, do you agree? Are you dumb?"

The fat man yelled wildly: "I agree! I agree! Don't kill me, I will give everyone the blood when I go back!"

"First divide the 1,700 points you have already got. There are 15 people here, and each person will get... 113 points first. After you return to the city, you can take the remaining bloody points and sign an agreement." I will spare you from dying!"

How dare the fat man say no.

Shen Yi suddenly said: "I don't want it this time, the more than one hundred blood points will be given to Hong Lang, King Kong and Gentle."

With that said, he turned and left.

Everyone froze at the same time.

Hong Lang asked Ruan in a daze: "Why is this kid so generous all of a sudden?"

Everyone didn't understand, but King Kong was thoughtful.

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Sitting alone on the abandoned tank in the middle of the battlefield, Shen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the soldiers in the distance, no one knew what he was thinking.

Hong Lang walked over with big strides, sat down beside Shen Yi unceremoniously, and handed Shen Yi a cigarette: "One?"

Shen Yi took it, and wanted to ask Hong Lang for fire. After thinking about it, he directly shot a shuttle to his mouth with the spirit gun, and half of the smoke burned directly. Shen Yi took a deep breath: "Enough!"

"A gun is not as strong as yours, but your gun is not as strong as your heart."

"Guess it?" Shen Yi asked without looking at Hong Lang.

Hong Lang smiled wryly: "King Kong guessed it, but he only told me and Ruan Rou."

"That fellow King Kong is not simple." Shen Yi laughed.

"He is an adventurer who has experienced one novice mission and four official missions, and he is considered an old man on the first difficulty level." Speaking of this, Hong Lang said helplessly: "I really admire you, Shen Yi, for being able to come up with Use the fat guy to reduce the average contribution rate. After passing this level, you will become a rich man again."

For this optional mission, the real reward is not the 4,000 blood points, but the highest reward for the team based on the contribution ratio. According to the order issued by the bloody city, the highest contributor to the team will be able to receive a special reward of one level for every 10% higher than the average contribution ratio.

Since Shen Yi received the combat contribution of the 2nd Airborne Battalion in this battle, he is already the number one in contribution, plus his healing skills, bazooka, and the three-day delay caused by his command. The strategy of going down the bridge is very likely to be included in the contribution, so after this mission is over, as long as Shen Yi does not die, I am afraid that he alone can get nearly half of the contribution. But Shen Yi was not satisfied with this.

The existence of the fat man made Shen Yi realize an interesting thing - this is a guy whose contribution is almost zero.

Since his contribution is almost zero, the living fat man is undoubtedly the best existence to reduce the contribution ratio of all surviving adventurers.

If fewer people were alive, the reduction in this average would be even greater.

That's why Shen Yi didn't let Fatty die.

His existence directly plays an important role in the rewards that Shen Yi may obtain, and it is very likely that it just helps Shen Yi break through a 10% ratio.

This is a bloody world of brutal killings. Only by improving yourself as much as possible can you survive to the maximum extent. Everyone wants to be strong, but it is obviously not enough to work hard and not use your brain. This is like doing business. You not only need to complete the transaction, but also maximize the benefits and minimize the cost in the process of completing the transaction.

No matter what kind of world it is, as long as it has rules, there are loopholes that can be exploited.

Vulnerabilities may not be obvious, and they may not necessarily work, but the old saying is good: mastering the details is the inevitable road to success.

Of course there must be an overall view, but the details cannot be ignored.

The difference between success and failure is often only in this small point.

Shen Yi discovered the key to this, so he kept Fatty.

"Am I mean?" Shen Yi asked Hong Lang.

Hong Lang smiled: "In a world where the weak prey on the strong, women's benevolence will not work. A fat man is useless, and he has no friendship with you. If you don't have the slightest benefit, you will try your best to protect him. I can only say that in this bloody city On the way, you can't go far. This world is not suitable for the life of the Virgin. As for now, I am more optimistic about you."

Shen Yi also laughed: "Since you said that, then you will do me a favor later, bring me the dead fat man behind the bridge, and give it to Frost for protection. Don't let him join the battle."

"What? Are you afraid that other people will attack him?"

"Who knows. King Kong can guess, and everyone else will sooner or later. You know that jealousy is a terrible emotion sometimes. Some people would rather get less for themselves than give you more. They dare not deal with it." I can't guarantee that I won't start with fat people. It's better not to give them this chance. Sometimes people are bad people because you give them the chance to be bad people. It's like your door is open every day, and the neighbors do The chances of thieves will increase. Besides, it’s useless to keep this fat man. It’s a hindrance on the front line. Don’t let him kill someone at that time. By the way, let him keep the gun and bullets, and just give him a pistol. "

"Okay." Hong Lang nodded in agreement: "By the way, I don't know where you are from yet."

"City W, why are you asking this?"

"Just ask, people from W city...it's very close to S city, I heard that the development there is good, and the environment is also good." Hong Lang nodded fiercely, and leaned over to Shen Yi: "I also heard that the skin of girls in the south Special water spirit?"

"Probably." Shen Yi replied lightly: "What about you? From Shaanxi?"

"Hey, I let you know that I'm from Xi'an." Hong Lang rubbed the back of his head and lay down on the hood of the car: "It's not as good as you, but it's still my hometown. It's a pity, I don't have a chance to take a look again .”

"Not necessarily, isn't there a wish task?"

"As far as I am capable, do you think I can be a marshal?" Hong Lang laughed, with a little sadness in his laughter.

Seeing that Shen Yi was about to speak, he waved his hand and said: "I know what you want to say, but don't say those comforting words. I know what I am. I am not much better than that fat man. Maybe I can be a few more Close, but the final result is the same. This is a fucking death game. Maybe one person in 10,000 people can leave alive, but that person will not be me. If I have to say who is the best among us If there is hope to get out alive, then I think this person can only be you."

When Hong Lang said this, his tone was very serious and his expression was very serious.

Shen Yi froze for a moment, then threw away the cigarette butt casually: "Don't fucking say such nonsense, life and death are fate, wealth and honor depend on God, do your best and obey the destiny, it's that simple. No one stipulates who must live, and who must live. Die." He patted Hong Lang: "I said we can all leave alive in the end."

"You can comfort people." Hong Lang smiled: "If that's the case, I will treat you to the mutton steamed buns from our hometown. I guarantee you will like it. Don't think you are from the south, I think you have a temper. It's not inferior to us northern men, but sometimes they are a little more thoughtful."

Shen Yi chuckled: "Okay, if I can really go out, I'll go to your place to eat mutton buns."

"That's fine." Hong Lang nodded his head. He suddenly took out a small notebook, wrote a row of words on it, and stuffed it into Shen Yi's arms: "This is my home address and my family name, put it in your bloody coat of arms, and leave me a permanent note there." space."

"The preparations are quite sufficient." Shen Yi took it with a smile.

"Do me a favor, brother, if I die and you can get out alive, go to my house. Go to see my parents, go to see my sister..." Hong Lang said seriously.

Shen Yi looked at Hong Lang, momentarily stunned.

He suddenly understood why Hong Lang wanted to tell him this.

He is confessing his last words.

Having figured this out, Shen Yi smiled wryly.

He lay on the tank cover and fell into a deep sleep like that.

I don't know how long I slept, but the sun rose slowly in the distance.

The tenth day finally came.