"Get out of the way, those at the back, make way for the wounded!"
"You've lost too much of your right arm, there's not enough flesh and blood. It's recommended that you give up your right arm and bandage it!"
"Don't move, your lungs are severely ruptured. You have to endure the pain, or your life will be in danger!"
With the support of an entire city, the number of people participating in the battle had exceeded seventy thousand. Other than the regular warriors, there were also the healing and logistics departments!
After a period of development, the number of people in the healing department had exceeded ten thousand. Among them, there were one hundred and eighty-three people with healing professions. These people had mastered extremely miraculous healing abilities. After using their energy, they could effectively heal wounds!
There were also many Silver professions among them!
Otherwise, it would be impossible to reduce the death rate to less than one percent.
The orcs were not ants. Even if they were caught off guard by the high explosive grenades and guns, as true warriors, they were not afraid. With the death of their teammates, the surviving orcs went berserk!
— Berserk!
For a short period of time, their bodies were in a state of high excitement. In this situation, they were like a group of crazy zombies. Only when their heads were smashed could they completely stop the other party's movements. Otherwise, they would fight to the end of their lives!
The berserk state allowed the warriors to see the other side of the orcs. It was because of this shock that the orcs seized the opportunity. In the process of resisting, a crack was torn open, and the humans suffered heavy losses!
The half-elves lingered at the side. As Muta's personal guards, these half-elves participated in the killing with their agile speed and amazing archery skills. Before the situation worsened, they stopped it from worsening.
But even so, more than two hundred people were brutally killed, and thousands of people suffered different degrees of injuries.
Screams of pain could be heard everywhere.
Even if they were strong warriors, after experiencing the terrifying scene just now, they still had some lingering fear in their hearts.
Seawolf leaned weakly against the wall. Now, he was covered in blood. His entire body was soaked in sticky blood. The most terrifying thing was his right arm. Everything below the elbow had disappeared. This was an injury left by a warg!
When the orcs were in a berserk state, the waves happened to be around them. He had clearly torn the warg's neck, but the beast still left him a tragic farewell gift before dying. It was impossible to recover. The terrifying bite force had bitten Seawolf's right arm into a pile of minced meat. If not for the half-elves' timely rescue, he would have most likely died together with the enemy!
"I'm a little careless …"
Seawolf's mouth curved into a bitter smile. This middle-aged man who always wore a smile on his face finally learned to be silent at this moment.
"Too much of your right arm, it's recommended to bandage!"
This was a suggestion from the healing department just now. Seawolf, Seawolf. This Seawolf, Seawolf's's's's, Seawolf.
A commander without arms would not be able to gain a foothold on the ship. Now that Order was flourishing, everyone was trying their best to climb up the ranks. Seawolf's position had been coveted by countless people in the past. With such a heavy injury, it was likely that … he would no longer have the chance to become the captain of a warship.
This was a rather regretful matter.
Leaving the profession he liked was a very painful thing. For a moment, Seawolf really wanted to rush to the battlefield and exhaust the last of his strength to kill those ugly fellows. Even if he died, he wanted to die on the battlefield like a man.
But Seawolf hesitated …
In the past, he had never been like this. The cruel apocalypse had caused him to become a loner overnight. It was precisely because he no longer had anything to worry about that he would fight every battle he encountered. With the blessing of the heavens, in a short period of time, he had been promoted by Chen Feng to become a captain, the commander of a long-distance battleship.
But behind every person who liked to laugh, there was an unknown sorrow.
Compared to other people who used alcohol or killing to numb themselves, Seawolf put on a different face. After laughing, there was only a bone-piercing pain.
Seawolf thought about his own fate. Perhaps he would die at sea, perhaps he would die in the hands of an unknown monster, perhaps he would get tired of life and commit suicide. But all of this changed with the appearance of a woman.
She was a gentle woman.
Even if her husband died in an accident during the apocalypse, she was different from other women. She wasn't beaten down by life. In addition to being a wife, she was also a mother and a sister. She tried her best to live, for herself and for her family. But when Seawolf saw her for the first time, he found that she was familiar with him.
The woman smiled calmly, but there was always a trace of loneliness in the depths of her eyes.
Seawolf seemed to see himself. No matter when and where, his face was covered with a layer of mask. It wasn't hypocrisy, it was just a defense against reality.
At that moment, Seawolf suddenly wanted to hug her. At the same time, he also wanted to comfort his gradually withered heart.
Seawolf originally thought that he had no feelings. In the previous battles, he was prepared to die every time. But when Seawolf bit his arm, he was afraid!
He wasn't afraid that he would die here, but he was afraid that he would never see that gentle woman again. It was also at that moment that Seawolf knew that he had some feelings for her.
Seawolf wanted to return to Order.
He had never been as eager to return to Order as he was now. After the baptism of the storm, his spirit was already exhausted. He wanted to return to his nest. Even if it was an ordinary life, it was still better than dying in the mouth of Seawolf.
Seawolf always thought that he was a rootless withered grass. No matter where he drifted, it didn't matter. But unknowingly, his heart had already taken root and sprouted. He no longer liked to drift like before. If possible, he was willing to accept an ordinary life. He didn't want to fight and kill like before. He wanted to become a captain respected by others!
Perhaps because he couldn't wait to return to the woman's side, Seawolf hurriedly stood up. But this pulled at his wound. This unyielding man couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. His face became pale.
"Damn it!"
Seawolf leaned to the side and looked at his bare right arm. He muttered to himself, "I wasn't handsome to begin with. Now that I don't have an arm, it's even harder to chase after me …"
Perhaps there were always things that made people feel regretful or sad. But as long as they persevered, everyone could find the land that they were willing to take root in.
Life was peaceful.
Only by living could one have the possibility to encounter beautiful things!
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