Starting Cultivation in Wasteland

Chapter 72: Sudden Violence


The skinny man was stunned by the words; he never dreamed he would get such a response.

In his impression, although this man and woman weren't easy to deal with, they still had a sense of the bigger picture.

I'm asking about the ammunition supply now because I want to distribute it reasonably, right?

He held back a sigh and slowly spoke, "We just discussed it and decided..."

It was truly a collective decision; cries of hardship came from every direction, focusing on the shortages of manpower and ammunition.

Truth is, which Adventurer carries insufficient ammunition when they set out? But the number of Frost Wolves is indeed overwhelming.

Luckily, there's a supply station here to hold out; otherwise, the scale of a dozen vehicles would have been wiped out.

The nighttime attack by the Frost Wolves exhausted a lot of ammunition, and no one knows how long this siege will last.

So currently, although ammunition isn't exactly lacking, related reserves need to be tightened.

Behind the gate—that is, the direction Qu Jianlei is defending—the ammunition output is noticeably less than the other three directions.

Some know why the ammunition consumption is low there, and some pretend not to know even if they do.

The skinny man came over thinking Qu Jianlei still had more ammo here and wanted to take some.

Of course, not for free—if this battle is won, Qu Jianlei can make reasonable claims on the combat gains.

If lost... if lost, we're dead anyway, why worry?

Qu Jianlei firmly refused, "Our ammo isn't much either; we carried it ourselves..."

"Is it right for you guys driving vehicles to ask us for ammunition?"

The skinny man hesitated a moment and said, "But your ammo... is indeed used sparingly."

"That's because I shoot accurately," Qu Jianlei replied without hesitation, "It's my skill!"

The ammunition he and Flower Scorpion carried certainly exceeded others, but compared to those trucks' loads, it was really nothing.

If some trucks have little ammo, that's the decision of their own teams. Why make others pay for it?

The skinny man, a seasoned veteran, realized this was a tough nut to crack and turned away.

Yet, some clueless people exist, and after a while, a one-eyed man came over, "Kid, hand over some ammunition!"

Qu Jianlei exploded instantly, squinting his eyes, "You think I'm easy to bully because some of my guns were requisitioned?"

He really thought so! The one-eyed man was indeed thinking that.

But feeling justified, he coldly huffed, "We're out of ammo; can you hold out?"

A flash of a blade, blood splattered, a head fell to the ground.

Qu Jianlei sheathed his Long Blade, sneering disdainfully, "Trash!"

"You... killed someone!" A bald man not far away was shocked; the one-eyed man was instigated by him.

"Yeah, I killed someone," Qu Jianlei looked at him indifferently, "Any objections?"

He's not good at socializing; he can give in when necessary, even suffer a loss when unsure.

But once he acts out, he recognizes no one, taking a life means nothing to him.

"Outside..." The bald man looked horrified.

Pointing outside, he screamed with glaring eyes, "There's a siege of Mutant Beasts, and you're having internal strife?"

"Yeah, I'm having internal strife," Qu Jianlei looked at him coldly, "You want to deal with me?"

What a joke, with so many beasts outside, I really don't believe you'd dare make a big move now.

Many Adventurers cast their gaze over, among them gunners sweeping with machine guns.

Flower Scorpion, waking from deep sleep, flipped and sat up, crouching behind the feeding trough, revealing the muzzle of a Laser Gun.

From slumber to combat readiness in an instant, her reaction assured everyone she's definitely a first-rate Hunter.

Many instinctively adjusted their aim, and Qu Jianlei also resolutely crouched behind the feeding trough.

Seeing an internal conflict about to ignite, the skinny man hastily yelled, "Hold on!"

The shout was exceptionally loud, piercing through the multitude of gunshots. It was truly unexpected that such a thin body could produce such a booming sound.

Seeing everyone's attention drawn, he shouted loudly.

"Extorting others' belongings during wartime is punishable by death... if it's not yours, don't force it."

Most Adventurers watched coldly; they generally have a simple understanding of such matters.

Fighting side by side against beasts is one thing; borrowing guns and ammo isn't impossible, but if I don't give it, you can't just take it!

Yet some were dissatisfied, muttering under their breath.

It's one thing not to lend ammo, but with the reduction in personnel so severe, you still resort to killing, is there no sense of the bigger picture?

The skinny man also noticed the troop's morale was shaky, hurriedly explaining.

"This friend lent out three guns in the afternoon, not a stingy person!"

"Especially in times like these, we cannot be chaotic. The ammo is their own, and there's no obligation to lend it out!"

Someone couldn't help but argue, "But our ammo is running really low, making it till morning is a problem!"

"If someone shoots accurately, that's skill," the skinny man shouted without hesitation, "Anyone who's not satisfied, come argue with me!"

He truly deserves to be a leadership figure, daring to take charge at crucial moments.

Fortunately, he handled things decisively. If internal chaos had broken out, everyone wouldn't survive through the night.

A machine gunner with a large scar on his face spoke loudly, "In this extreme situation, we should be decisive and ruthless!"

After saying this, he unsatisfiedly glanced at the bald man, making his intentions clear.

At a time like this, stirring up trouble really brings disdain!

The bald man wasn't used to this kind of treatment. Just as he was about to retort, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Following that feeling, he was shocked to find that the Divine Gunman was looking coldly at him.

This lunatic! The bald man couldn't help but shiver, swallowing all his words.

When he first met this man and woman, he thought the woman was in charge. Her toughness indeed made a strong impression.

However, until this moment, he hadn't realized...this man was far more terrifying than the woman.

Amid the intense battle with the pack of wolves, this person dared to attack his own, not considering the possibility of total annihilation at all.

It was lucky someone could hold the situation, otherwise, the consequences...would be unimaginable.

This kind of person can't merely be described as vicious or cold-blooded, only one word fits...lunatic!

Thinking about having offended such a lunatic, the bald man deeply regretted, knowing this, why did I provoke them earlier?

Actually, the root cause of this event lies in...Qu Jianlei's team, they're too few in number!

In the Wasteland, being weak is truly the original sin. Even if they seem tough to deal with, their supplies are too many.

So it's normal for someone to want to test them, especially since Qu Jianlei initially seemed reasonable.

Who would've thought once he snapped, he'd really turn on them ruthlessly.

At this moment, not just the bald man, even the skinny man's heart felt a bit uneasy.

He looked around and saw no one else raised objections, then stepped forward and spoke in a deep voice.

"With casualties, we're rotating firearms, do you want to reclaim your guns?"

As these words came out, someone silently lamented: clearly, the firearms are still not enough!

These people didn't dare to speak out against it but showed some resentment in their eyes.

Qu Jianlei ignored him, merely glanced at Flower Scorpion: leave it to you!

Flower Scorpion, already understanding the ins and outs, loudly responded.

"No need, at this moment we're united externally, lending weapons isn't an issue, just don't take them as a matter of course."

The skinny man felt the response was sensible, hesitated a bit, and asked again, "Can you lend some Energy Blocks?"

The opponents carried two Laser Rifles and two Laser Pistols, and also had Silver Notes from the Energy Block Store on them.

To say they don't have any Energy Block reserves, he wouldn't believe it.

Of course, he didn't necessarily have to borrow Energy Blocks; he just wanted to show...he's also trying to secure resources for everyone.

Some unstable hidden dangers still need to be resolved.

"Didn't you see the Laser Gun in my hand?" Flower Scorpion raised the Rifle in her hand, "Or do you think my marksmanship isn't accurate enough?"

Without waiting for a reply, she looked at Qu Jianlei again, "Boss, should I snipe for a while?"

"Sure," Qu Jianlei nodded, casually pulled out a piece of shredded meat from his pocket, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Under the watchful eyes of all, Flower Scorpion set up the rifle, aimed for just two or three seconds, and then pulled the trigger.

Because Qu Jianlei had stopped shooting, the Frost Wolves on the opposite side felt the pressure reduce and had already advanced to about six hundred meters.

A white light flashed, and a Frost Wolf's body jerked violently, a large splash of liquid spurting from its back.

In the next moment, it crashed heavily to the ground, howling incessantly, rolling back and forth.

Another white light flashed, and another Frost Wolf went through the same ordeal, also howling and rolling on the ground.

Seeing this, the other Frost Wolves hastily turned and fled.

Flower Scorpion fired three shots, taking down three Frost Wolves, then looked at the skinny man, "Got it?"

"Impressive!" The skinny man gave a thumbs up and turned to leave...with such marksmanship, what grounds does he have to borrow Energy Blocks?

Only then did everyone realize, both this man and woman were Divine Shooters.

Limited ammunition, of course, should be prioritized for the Divine Shooters, not to mention they brought their own ammo!

The machine gunner with the scar suddenly spoke up loudly, "Miss, can I buy your Energy Blocks at a high price?"

"Hmm?" Flower Scorpion coldly glanced at him. She remembered clearly that this person had just voiced support for Black Heaven.

However, that doesn't give you the right to make demands, "Do you think I care about money at this moment?"

"To buy Energy Blocks for your use," the machine gunner replied without hesitation, "we lack the suppression of a Divine Shooter in this direction!"

He wasn't being unreasonable but understood a principle: as long as there's suppression from a Divine Shooter, their side's ammunition consumption would be greatly reduced.

Indeed, he was absolutely right. At a time like this...who would care about money?

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