At this moment, Gu Shui had already rushed back to the nearest commercial camp.
The entrance to the commercial street was fortified with walls built by survivors with construction skills, and ranged attackers guarded the top of the walls.
The commercial street was brightly lit.
They had just raided a nearby city camp and were now distributing supplies.
Of course, these supplies also included slaves.
The camp leader, Oshima, frowned as he looked at the supplies.
There was really nothing to distribute; it was all foul-smelling insect meat and mutated plant sap.
These guys actually survived by eating such things; no wonder their combat strength was so weak.
Oshima would not eat such food.
"Leave these things for the slaves to eat; they're used to it anyway!"
"I still hope Mizutani and the others can get some decent food..."
Oshima muttered softly.
"Leader, Mizutani is back."
A member walked up to Oshima's ear and reported in a low voice.
"Where is he? I'll go see him now!"
Oshima's eyes lit up.
Mizutani had impersonated a desperate survivor this time and requested acceptance into the True God Sect, thus meeting with members of the sect.
If these True God Sect members wanted to recruit believers, they would definitely have to offer some decent supplies.
Therefore, the probability of Mizutani obtaining good goods was very high.
"Mizutani, how was the harvest?"
Oshima smiled and approached a roadside restaurant, saying as he pushed open the door.
However, the moment he entered, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The team that had set out numbered twenty people, but now the entire restaurant was empty, with only Mizutani.
"Oshima-kun... We were about to capture all the True God Sect members, but a mutated Type IV infected suddenly appeared! They killed our entire team!"
"Everyone else sacrificed themselves to protect my retreat, and told you important information about the mutated Type IV infected. They all died..."
Mizutani sobbed tearfully.
"What? A mere mutated Type IV infected could kill over twenty warriors?"
"We've killed mutated Type IV creatures before, and it wasn't that difficult..."
Oshima frowned.
"This mutated Type IV infected can regenerate infinitely; shattering its head is useless, and cutting its body into pieces is also useless..."
"Moreover, anyone infected by it will also become a mutated Type IV infected..."
Mizutani said while secretly observing Oshima's expression.
Seeing that the latter still had some doubts, he quickly knocked on his head and said:
"I should have died fighting them, but I was afraid the camp would suffer if it encountered this monster, so I ran back against my conscience. Now that I've delivered the message, I can die honorably!"
"I'm going to fight the mutated Type IV infected to the death now!"
Mizutani said, stood up abruptly, his expression resolute as he walked towards the door.
"No need. A true man knows when to bend and when to stand firm. You've delivered a very important message, and that's excellent!"
"Go rest. I'll call you if I need anything else!"
Oshima said, giving a subtle glance to a team member beside him.
The latter understood, and two team members, one on each side, sandwiched Mizutani and led him towards the hotel.
Watching Mizutani's receding back, Oshima couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
A team of twenty set out, and only one returned.
As for what actually happened, it was whatever Mizutani said it was!
Who knew if he hadn't defected to the True God Sect and deliberately returned as a mole to prepare an inside job for them?!
Oshima had survived in the apocalypse for so long and become the leader of one of the four major camps not just because of his outstanding combat strength.
It was more because of his suspicious nature.
In peacetime, suspicious people might not have many friends.
But in the apocalypse, his suspicious nature had allowed him to escape countless life-or-death crises!
Oshima went to the city wall and asked the guarding team members,
"Were there anyone following Mizutani when he returned?"
"Mizutani did return alone!" the guard replied.
The city wall was built at the entrance of the commercial street, but to expand the field of vision, a barbican was constructed at the crossroads outside the commercial street.
This way, the barbican could observe the situation in the surrounding streets and prevent surprise attacks.
"Someone! Maintain vigilance!"
The guard on the barbican suddenly shouted.
"Heh, so the camp's location has been exposed after all? Notify all combat personnel to prepare!"
Oshima shouted to the captains behind him, then lightly leaped to the side of another guard.
In the distance, a giant wolf of enormous size appeared, its eyes glowing with a sinister green light, exuding a killing aura.
Around it were several members of the True God Sect, clad in dark red hoods.
Behind the giant wolf, there were two massive beetles.
"Is that all the True God Sect has?"
"Heh, do they really think they can challenge our camp with such a small force? How naive!"
Oshima stood on the city wall, looking disdainful.
At this moment, over twenty combat teams had already prepared themselves.
The captains all jumped onto the city wall and stood beside Oshima.
When they saw that the enemy approaching was so few in number, they all began to scoff.
"No way, they dare to challenge us with just a few people? Didn't they do any prior intelligence work?"
"Don't get careless, Mizutani's squad was completely annihilated!"
"Heh, Mizutani's squad was just a hastily assembled ragtag bunch, how can they compare to our well-trained teams?"
"From my perspective, only this giant wolf is a bit troublesome; the others are nothing to fear. Our team's control skills will lock them down completely!"
"Alas, I thought there would be a great battle, but is this all? I'm not even excited..."
Suddenly, a strange sound came out.
"Hiss... hiss... rustle... rustle..."
Then, an infected creature that looked like a monster leaped down from a nearby building and landed on the road.
Seven tentacles on its back writhed like snakes.
"A mutated Type IV infected? Our squad is most skilled at fighting infected; Squad Fifteen requests to engage!"
"Go ahead and find the weakness of this creature!"
Oshima said expressionlessly.
He still had some doubts about the intelligence brought back by Mizutani.
WHOOSH!
More than twenty members of Squad Fifteen jumped onto the road!
"Let's begin!"
[Frost Grip]!
The captain suddenly clenched his fist in mid-air.
A chill rose from the ground, freezing the Reborn's hands and feet to the ground.
"Target all key locations one by one!"
The captain commanded.
At the same time, the team members surrounded it, reporting the damage with each hit.
"Attack the head, non-fatal!"
"Attack the spine, non-fatal!"
"Attack the limbs, non-fatal!"
"Attack the shoulder... Fatal!"
Suddenly, a team member shouted excitedly.
After the Reborn's left shoulder was heavily damaged, its entire body instantly shriveled and collapsed onto the ground.
The captain of Squad Fifteen shrugged and looked back at Oshima, his expression as if to say, "It's nothing special!"
"Notify the entire camp; the Reborn's weakness is the shoulder!"
Oshima applauded approvingly.
On the other side, Zhang Chen smiled slightly and said,
"The time is ripe. Deploy all the Reborns and begin the harvest!"