Chapter 728: Chapter 728

728: Chapter 714: Give Up Illusions 728: Chapter 714: Give Up Illusions On a high mountain, a team of Aus people were observing the prey below.

Marks were left everywhere they walked, and for the local Aus hunters who were familiar with the area, the Eastern Countrymen’s attempts to conceal their tracks were full of flaws.

Apart from the fact that most of them didn’t have specialized “anti-reconnaissance personnel,” the main reason was that the newcomers didn’t understand the local environment at all.

Some rocks would leave traces when walked upon, some insects would be frightened to death by the passing “Giant,” and some soil was simply impossible to step on…

“…They’re right below.

There are five of them, and one is dead.

It’s almost time to close the net.”

The hunter looked at the “shimmering footprints” on the ground and nodded.

The blindfolded bird on his shoulder was also the reason why they could easily track them here.

Lu Ping’an’s guesses were not wrong; the Aus people had been operating here for more than ten years, and their understanding of the environment far exceeded that of outsiders in a short period of time.

There was no escaping, for you would never know what betrayed you—whether it was the scent on your body, the eyes in the sky, or a passing plant.

They were equipped with reconnaissance equipment suited for the local environment, as well as detailed topographic maps, while you had nothing.

There was no chance of escape.

The only reason they didn’t attack immediately was that they felt they could take their time and play.

There was no need to risk battle damage to encircle a group of trapped animals.

Let you go, let you flee, without even a safe camp, the continuous invasion, the continuous harassment, and the hunger and injury it caused, how long could you hold on?

All they needed was patience, to wait patiently for the moment to close the net…

Indeed, they’ve escaped six times already…

however many we can catch, we’ll catch, let them flee to the west, there’s a swamp there.”

This captain was just a second-tier professional.

If they were on Earth, it would have been impossible for them to defeat this well-equipped twelve-man team.

But now, he had already easily hunted down at least three professionals stronger than himself.

For many countries, Exotic Realm exploration was not a matter of the past two years.

They had been doing it semi-openly for more than a decade, and even within Eastern Country, there was the so-called “Travel Canine” faction.

In fact, many countries have reenacted their past history, treating many areas and territories as their property.

Once outsiders stepped into this area, marked as a “primitive low-danger world,” and presented a posture of long-term development, touching Hod company’s bottom line, they would be pursued and hunted by the Aus people with bounties.

In this process, heaven knows how many unfortunate people have been mysteriously buried here.

Anyway, dead people don’t talk, and people die in the Exotic Realm every day.

Even if someone comes to cause trouble, what can an individual or a small team do against Hod company?

In the eyes of these hunters, Eastern Country people are among the easiest prey to deal with…

it’s not because they’re weak, but in fact, the average strength of the new era of explorers is far greater than that of the past.

Many mortal soldiers in the old days were just cheap cannon fodder.

“They’re just a bunch of idiots from the peaceful world; even at this point, they still think about negotiating and paying ransom…

ha, if I kill you, won’t all your stuff be mine, without any more trouble later?”

What they looked down on was the Eastern Countrymen’s “naivety.”

The Exotic Realm was really far away, so far away that “the boat tickets were expensive” and started at a basic one-month trip.

In a sense, this was an isolated island, where there were two sides who became deadly enemies.

How ridiculous it was that someone still wanted to talk…

after killing you and eating your flesh, everything would end once the boat arrived.

Would you not take revenge?

If you said you wouldn’t take revenge, should I believe you?

The old era’s model of “each country and each company free to explore, each bearing their own gains and losses” made these “older generations” become space pirates who had discovered treasure, reenacting the “glorious” colonial model.

This place is mine; you can visit here, but if you want to encroach on territory?

Of course, even for travel…

there were quite a few missing persons.

Individual teams faced with these hungry financial wolves simply had no chance of resistance.

Now, in the eyes of this group of hunter teams, this was just another routine operation.

These Eastern Country people had already become frightened birds.

They only needed to continue chasing and pressuring them before the harvest could begin…

But this time, before they could even start their attack, the first ones to attack were the Eastern Country people themselves!

Unlike their previous encounters, when they would simply flee, at this moment, they charged forward with red eyes and without any hesitation.

No, sympathy was not that easy; they just…

The gunfire rang out in rapid succession, turning an oncoming warrior into a honeycomb.

Behind him, the others charged forward.

The standard pairing for Aus people was three or four professionals with a few or dozens of ordinary mercenaries.

If they didn’t have Vortex Stone weapons, they were nothing.

And most of the single-shot Vortex Stone weapons wouldn’t…

Since you won’t spare me, let’s all die together!”

The screaming warrior embraced the gunman.

He had already understood.

These bastards never intended to spare him from the beginning!

Rather than being drained of blood, it was better to gamble when he still had a chance.

Even if he lost the gamble, there was still…

His younger brother, crying while holding his corpse.

What they got from the public screen was not only anger…

it was a bit difficult to get the feeling of hatred just from their words.

But the experiences of each individual sufferer, the encounters of survivors of teams that had been slow-ly bled to death, told everyone that once they encountered the Aus people, there was no way out.

There was no escape, no evasion, and no negotiation, so…

“…Let’s give it a try; there’s still a chance.”

Yes, there was still a chance.

The battlefield was in a mess, the Aus people were wiped out, and the remaining six professionals, who had not been prepared for the Aus team, were all killed.

But as a result, of the last six in the team, only two remained alive.

The most tragic brother, who had rushed forward as a meat shield, was hit by gunfire and lost his lower body on the spot.

But at least, there were still people alive…

This was, however, not the end.

The surviving “younger brother” picked up a Vortex Stone weapon and carefully checked its condition, then turned on the radio…

“We won, we killed that squad, and there are still two of us left…

if we gamble once, there’s still a chance to survive.

Better than dying like a coward, we should at least take two bites out of these beasts before we die!”

Similar scenes played out in this world.

The experiences of each suffering victim made these unfortunate souls from the peaceful world give up all hope of luck.

When they saw the Aus people, no one was foolish enough to put down their weapons and talk…

it was laughable, but several more than third-tier masters died in extreme frustration.

As for the stupid words spoken by Aus people, like “let’s talk” or “paying ransom will do,” no one believed them anymore.

All the desperate escapees, like these brothers, would gamble everything without hesitation as soon as they saw the Aus people…

we won over here too, and there’s one person left…

I found a land signal device on the Aus people, but I don’t know how to use it well, you don’t seem to be far from me…”

And those who won the gamble, gathered together like droplets forming a stream, to become a new revenge team.