Chapter 31 Morality and Conscience

After easily getting rid of the three black soldiers with the armor-piercing bow, it started to rain heavily. In order to avoid catching a cold, Wang Yao didn't even have time to look at the corpses. He directly carried the armor-piercing bow and ran to the outskirts of the wild area. He finally found a small cave that could provide some shelter from the rain.

The cave was about 1.6 meters high and might be a nest left by some wild animals. Wang Yao hesitated for a moment, but still found some vines and dead branches and made a simple fence at the entrance of the cave. He didn't want to be attacked by some wild animal without any warning.

After placing the railing, Wang Yao crouched down and entered the cave. Regardless of his wet clothes and cold ground, he sat down and took out his mobile phone at the first opportunity to open the equipment purchase interface. The equipment in the interface was still gray, but the number behind the "S"-shaped gold coin icon in the upper right corner had changed from 50 to 120.

"In other words, on average, killing a black soldier will give you about 20 gold coins." Wang Yao nodded to himself, finally having an idea in his heart.

Of course, with the experience, Wang Yao naturally would not rigidly believe that each soldier must get 20 gold coins. He believed that there must be a range. For example, killing a captain-level black soldier might get more gold coins. However, this is just an assumption at present, and whether it is possible or not remains to be verified.

But no matter what, Wang Yao is still very satisfied that he finally knows how to unlock the equipment. As he relaxes, a chill also arises.

Wang Yao didn't have any tools to make a fire. Even if he did, where could he find dry firewood on such a rainy night? Helplessly, Wang Yao had to take off his cold clothes and armor and put them under his body to prevent moisture. Fortunately, he had a red agate on his body, and a constant flow of heat from its interior was transmitted to his body, allowing him to maintain a minimum body temperature. Otherwise, in such a damp cave, coupled with bad weather, Wang Yao might have been frozen to the point of having a fever.

With the help of the light from his cell phone, Wang Yao dug out the dry food he brought with him from his armor. Although it was pitifully little and had been soaked by the rain, Wang Yao, who had not eaten for a long time, could not care less and stuffed the dry food into his mouth and swallowed it. He still remembered what Maomao said, that the most important thing on the battlefield was to maintain physical strength. At this time, as long as it was enough to keep him warm and full, he would not mind it even if it was a little dirty.

With food in his stomach and the effect of the red agate, Wang Yao's cold body gradually warmed up. After a while, a feeling of weariness came over him.

Wang Yao knew that he had to take a break. He had been out all day and had no time to rest. After the rain stopped, he would go back to find Erda and Shi Liang. A tough battle was still ahead and he needed to conserve his energy.

But the ground was very damp and cold, and Wang Yao did not dare to lie down. He could only curl up in a corner with his knees hugged. But what made him depressed was that although he felt sleepy, he could not fall asleep. There was always a lingering feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

Wang Yao turned his head and looked outside the cave.

Compared to the pitch-dark cave, there was a dark blue brightness outside the cave. At this moment, the heavy rain was still raging, and the crackling sound of the rain was very loud. Although he knew there was no danger now, he didn't dare to fall asleep easily.

It was not until this time that Wang Yao realized that his previous courage and bravery seemed to be based on the strong teammates around him. Once his teammates were gone, he would find it difficult to feel at ease no matter what he did.

"I thought you were very brave in your bones." Shaking his head in self-mockery, Wang Yao took out his mobile phone again and swiped the touch screen impatiently, unknowingly opening the photo album.

There is only one photo in there.

In the photo, at the towering ancient city gate, a heroic woman is looking back with a slightly confused expression. Her beautiful long cherry-colored hair is swaying in the air, as beautiful and flawless as fallen petals.

"Joining the legion, going to the battlefield, fighting, fleeing, fear, rainy nights, cold world, I really don't know whether I should thank you or blame you for leaving me in such a place."

With a click, the screen was turned off. For some reason, after seeing the photo of Mulan, Wang Yao's restless mood slowly calmed down.

"It's a day of suffering, a day of exhaustion, a day of fear, but I don't know if there will be a day when we can meet again alive."

With a low murmur, Wang Yao slowly buried his face in his knees.
Wang Yao, who had fallen asleep in a daze and didn't know when, vaguely heard the sound of people talking.

He frowned habitually. Anyone who is disturbed while sleeping will be in a bad mood.

--wrong!
The next second, Wang Yao suddenly opened his eyes.

He is now in a dangerous enemy-controlled area, and the enemy is approaching!

Wang Yao was suddenly awakened and his heart was beating wildly. The excessive reaction made his body a little uncomfortable, but he still forced himself to calm down, quietly picked up the armor-piercing bow beside him, and secretly crawled to the cave entrance in the dark.

He didn't know when the rain had stopped, but at this moment, he could clearly hear faint voices of conversation approaching.

"How could the three of them die inexplicably like this?"

"Yes, that Shu Kingdom scout who escaped must be very powerful, to be able to kill three of us without leaving any trace."

"I'm a little confused. How did he do it? The wounds on the body don't look like they were pierced by a sword."

"Be careful, the Shu Kingdom's vanguard is lying in ambush nearby, keep quiet!" Squinting his eyes, Wang Yao saw a group of black soldiers vaguely walking towards him in the grass forest in the distance outside the cave in the dim light of the sky.

There are five in total!
Wang Yao didn't dare open his phone to check the time, as the bright light from the phone might expose his position. However, judging from the sky, it should be almost midnight. He didn't expect that there would be illegal soldiers chasing him at this time.

Licking his lips that were cracked due to lack of moisture, Wang Yao raised his armor-piercing bow and half-knelt on the ground, then slowly put an arrow on the bow and pulled it - since the enemy had come to him on their own accord, he naturally had no reason to let them go!

With a sneer on his lips, Wang Yao aimed the tip of the arrow steadily at the black soldier walking on the left side of the team, then released his fingers that were pinching the tail of the silver arrow. The silver light pierced the black soldier's heart without warning. The armor-piercing bow had an extremely powerful penetrating ability, easily breaking the black soldier's armor and knocking him flying with the remaining force. His body flew a meter away before falling to the ground.

The whole process happened in just a moment, and the dead black soldier still had a confused look on his face until his death, without uttering a single sound!

The remaining four black soldiers seemed to be frightened by this sudden scene. They stood there for a few seconds. Soon, a smart guy shouted, "Enemy attack! Take cover!"

The four black soldiers quickly crouched down and hid behind some objects that they thought were very hidden.

Wang Yao pulled the bow again in the dark cave, looking at a black soldier squatting in front of him and looking around, and couldn't help but sneer again. He could only see things clearly with the help of red agate, so what could an ordinary black soldier see in the jungle with such low visibility?
Boom!
Another silver light flashed, and the second black soldier fell to the ground with a thud.

Wang Yao suddenly realized that he quite liked this attack method where others couldn't hit him but he could hit others. Is this the reason why most Glory novices like to play shooters?
However, it was obvious that the black soldiers were not motionless and mindless straw targets. After the second black soldier fell, although they still could not confirm Wang Yao's specific location, they had keenly sensed the approximate direction in which Wang Yao was hiding. They quickly adjusted their positions and hid at the back where bows and arrows could not reach.

"Tsk!" Wang Yao frowned. They could actually guess his approximate location. These black soldiers are very smart!

But soon, Wang Yao's frown relaxed again, because he saw a hand exposed from behind a huge tree. It was the hidden black soldier.

"A bunch of rookies who have no experience in dealing with shooters!" Wang Yao calmly aimed the arrow at the hand and loosened his fingers again. The silver arrow spun across the space at high speed. The powerful rotation force instantly shattered the hand!

"what!!"

A heart-wrenching scream instantly resounded throughout the quiet jungle area, and the black soldier fell uncontrollably to the grass, completely exposing himself.

But Wang Yao did not rush to shoot him, but waited quietly for a while, and when he saw no movement, he shot another arrow. This time, the silver arrow pierced the right leg of the fallen black soldier, and the scream suddenly increased by tens of decibels.

Yep!
——Let your friends come to rescue you!
A chill rose from the bottom of Wang Yao's heart. He silently drew his bow and arrow, his black eyes staring at everything around him without emotion, like a hunter waiting for his prey to come to him.

"Forrest Gump, save me!" The injured black soldier was already weak from excessive bleeding, but he still insisted on calling out to his companions. His voice was hoarse, weak, and full of reluctance. It was a desire for survival and a nostalgia for some people he cared about.
For a moment, Wang Yao was distracted, and his originally sharp and cold eyes lost focus in an instant.

What is he doing?
Wang Yao suddenly found himself so despicable and cold-blooded that the first thing that came to his mind was to hunt down a group of people in such a cruel way!

Why did it become like this? What happened to me?
Just when Wang Yao was distracted, a black soldier suddenly jumped out from the secret corner where he was hiding, grabbed his injured companion and began to drag him back desperately.

This is the effect Wang Yao hopes to achieve!
But he hesitated.

The tip of the arrow moved slowly and steadily following the footsteps of the black soldier, but Wang Yao never loosened his fingers. He suddenly realized that he could kill a hideous enemy without hesitation, but facing this young black soldier who risked his life to save his friend, he couldn't do it.

He was just trying to save his companions! Should he die? Nowadays, even friends who have been through hardships together will turn against each other for a little profit, let alone risk their lives for each other!

Compared to those superiors who engage in intrigue and deception for the sake of profit, this young black soldier undoubtedly has a more noble character.

But just as the black soldiers were about to enter the blind spot, Wang Yao finally gritted his teeth and loosened his fingers. A silver light flashed, and the black soldier fell down. He gambled with his own life, but in the end he still failed to save his companions.
When the young black soldier fell, Wang Yao also felt something majestic in his heart collapse instantly.
That was his morality and conscience. He ruthlessly trampled on the most precious feeling in the world——

Wang Yao didn't remember how he shot the remaining black soldiers. When he came to his senses, he found that he had walked out of the cave without knowing when and was standing in front of five corpses. Every breath he took was filled with a strong and pungent fishy smell.

These dead black soldiers were very young, only a few years older than Wang Yao, but at this moment, their wide-open pupils had completely lost the color of life, and were ashen.
The armor-piercing bow fell from his hand to the ground, splashing blood all over the ground. Wang Yao also fell to the ground helplessly, burying his face between his knees in pain, crying sadly like a child.

"This is war. If I don't kill them, they will kill me! This is not my fault, not my fault, this is fucking war.!!"

　As I was writing, I suddenly felt sad. What should I say? Yes, it’s almost 12 o’clock again. You know those friends who still have recommendation tickets in their bags.
　　

(End of this chapter)