"Damn, human bombs! The Thug Prison is just a bunch of madn."
Yu Yuan quickly analyzed the ard characteristics and power comparison between the two thug factions, preparing for potential future battles.
But soon, Yu Yuan realized sothing, his heartbeat accelerating.
The remaining combat forces of the Black Shield Police Departnt had all moved to Waterside Street, and the Thug Prison's attention was entirely focused on Waterside Street.
Even the machine gunners and snipers he feared most had all been killed.
It seed... no one was paying attention to Golden Orchid Avenue anymore!!!
His gaze imdiately fell on the corpse only two ters away from him, his heart beginning to pound violently.
"Isn't this the opportunity I've been waiting for?"
The sky was already pitch black, with only the flickering yellowish light from burning vehicles in the distance providing so illumination.
Yu Yuan didn't hesitate any longer, pushed open the sewer manhole cover, quickly climbed out, took two or three steps to reach the corpse, dragged it, and threw it into the sewer.
Boom....
The battle at Waterside Street intensified further, with Thug Prison vehicles also mobilized, blocking the Black Shield Police Departnt's retreat and launching a final assault. They had to end the battle and withdraw before the Black Shield Police Departnt's reinforcents arrived.
While observing the battle situation, Yu Yuan bent over and crawled to several other thug corpses, not caring about anything else, dragging the bodies and throwing them into the sewer.
Then ca the guns and ammunition scattered on the ground—every single one he could find, all thrown into the sewer.
Just as Yu Yuan was about to return to the sewer, his gaze was drawn to sothing.
—A backpack.
A large backpack, visually estimated to have a minimum capacity of 60L, greatly exceeding the 30L capacity of the backpack Yu Yuan was currently using. Next to it were a destroyed car and several corpses lying on the ground.
"I have to take this backpack."
After these two days of wasteland survival, Yu Yuan deeply understood the importance of a large-capacity backpack.
Obtaining this backpack beca Yu Yuan's only thought at the mont.
But this backpack was at least 20 ters away from him, dangerously close to the intersection. Just thirty to forty ters down Waterside Street was the combat zone between Thug Prison raiders and Black Shield Police Departnt thugs.
"No one will pay attention to what's behind them now. As long as I can return to the sewer before the enemies notice , even if Thug Prison spots later, they won't care—the Black Shield Police Departnt is their enemy."
Yu Yuan quickly analyzed the situation in his mind and felt it was worth attempting.
Once decided, he didn't hesitate. After briefly gathering strength, he moved quickly along the dark shadows at the edge of the wall toward the backpack.
When he was only five ters from the backpack—the most dangerous mont—
The light from the burning vehicles illuminated his figure.
But he paid no mind, reaching the backpack in two or three steps. Even before his left hand grabbed the backpack, he had already completed his turn.
The mont he grabbed the backpack straps, he pushed off forcefully with his feet.
Like a black panther, Yu Yuan disappeared back into the dark shadows in less than two seconds.
A few seconds later, with the sewer manhole cover closed and the internal bolt locked, Yu Yuan was back in the sewer.
He felt his limbs numb, his heart pounding violently in his chest as if it might burst out any second.
He swallowed subconsciously, gasping for breath, goosebumps rising all over his body—signs of rapid adrenaline secretion.
Thrilling!
So damn thrilling.
This kind of thrill, like snatching chestnuts from the fire, was unprecedented.
Looking down at the backpack, he was pleasantly surprised to discover it was actually an excellent quality backpack.
【Outdoor Oxford Cloth Mountaineering Backpack】
Quality: Excellent
Introduction: This is a highly durable and functional outdoor backpack suitable for multiple scenarios, ideal for long-distance carrying.
Capacity: 60L
Features: Waterproof, wear-resistant, lightweight
Movent Speed Impact: -4%
Turning Speed Impact: -2%
The supplies in the backpack were an even bigger surprise. Seven or eight packs of military rations were neatly stacked inside, followed by canned foods and a dical kit.
All were hard currency for wasteland survival, especially that dical kit. Currently, Yu Yuan had a vehicle ergency kit for treating external injuries but lacked dicines.
With these dicines, Yu Yuan's risk resistance coefficient could increase significantly.
Boom... An explosion sounded again.
It was the sound of a vehicle explosion.
Yu Yuan stopped examining the backpack and began looting the corpses. He had thrown down six bodies in total. Regardless of what he found, small items all went into his backpack, while large items were directly listed on Taotao Hole.
Chest rigs, bulletproof vests, tactical gloves, military knives, face masks... Yu Yuan's hands moved swiftly as he sorted through the items.
But perhaps because he was too rushed, his hands wouldn't obey him, shaking violently as if he had Parkinson's disease, almost creating afterimages.
Slap... His left hand heavily struck his right hand.
"Damn it! Stupid hand, stop shaking for ~~ Damn, I'm so pissed!"
An extrely suppressed and angry voice burst from Yu Yuan's throat, like the low growl of an evil dragon.
But the effect was obvious. As he vented his pent-up frustration and tension, Yu Yuan's condition quickly stabilized.
In less than three minutes, he had completely stripped the corpses of everything.
His backpack was half full, while the Oxford outdoor backpack was completely stuffed.
The gunfire from Waterside Street direction had gradually ceased since the vehicle explosion earlier.
Only sporadic finishing shots could be heard—the Black Shield Police Departnt personnel had probably been completely wiped out by Thug Prison.
Sure enough, car engine sounds started again and quickly faded into the distance—the Thug Prison people had left too.
Yu Yuan put the Oxford backpack on his back and his regular backpack on his chest, preparing to return to the shelter.
The gains from this trip were already rich enough—no need to be greedy.
Staying here longer would likely an encountering Black Shield Police Departnt reinforcent troops—the risk outweighed the rewards.
But to his surprise, just as he walked two ters, a flashlight beam suddenly flashed from the Waterside Street direction in the sewer. Yu Yuan's eyes instantly turned cold with sharp intent.
He quickly took off his backpack and moved to the sewer corner.
The flashlight approached rapidly, and Yu Yuan could hear clear footsteps—only one person.
He quickly made a judgnt, pressed his body against the wall, kukri in hand.
"Damn it! Shit..." An angry roar echoed in the sewer.
"That bastard Carn, I'll make you pay when I get back! You deliberately watched die, didn't you! Fine, fine, fine...."
"And Thug Prison, just wait, I'll rember this grudge."
The voice grew closer, soon reaching the sewer corner. The flashlight beam shone on Yu Yuan's face, startling the person, who instinctively raised the pistol in his hand.
But Yu Yuan had the advantage of preparation. How could he give the other a chance? The gun barrel had just been raised when the kukri already struck his wrist.
"Ah—"
A scream sounded but was quickly cut short.
Because the kukri was already pressed against his neck, accompanied by Yu Yuan's icy voice.
"Scream again, and you die!"
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