Chapter 281: Is it really an empty city plan?

While their three leaders were still hesitating, the others couldn’t care less.

These Survivors only hesitated for a moment before continuing to rush into Fifth Master’s base.

Not long after entering the base, the Survivors in front stopped again, all looking at a table not far ahead.

On the table were dishes enough to feed five or six people, including soup, fish, and meat.

Most importantly, all these dishes had seasonings added, making these people constantly swallow saliva just by smelling them.

When the three leaders saw this, their hearts sank, knowing that something bad had happened.

Anyone with eyes could see this was a trap.

But what was the use of seeing it? They knew some things were unavoidable and could only hope that this trap wouldn’t cause too many casualties.

The three immediately shouted at the Survivors in front.

“Don’t go over!”

“That’s a trap!”

“That’s a trap! Don’t go over!”

“Everyone, quickly retreat!!!”

Unfortunately, their words didn’t have much effect; only the ten to twenty people in the back, knowing they had no hope, retreated.

As for the Survivors in front, who were originally still hesitating, after the three leaders shouted, a large portion of those in the middle thought that the three leaders were eyeing the delicious food.

But the Survivors in front had already rushed over, and with a hardened heart, they also joined the scramble for food.

However, how could food only enough for six people be enough for dozens of hungry Survivors?

After they finished scrambling for this table of food, some sharp-eyed individuals found more food deeper inside.

Someone shouted.

“Look!”

“There’s another big table of food up ahead!”

This single sentence directly caused the recently quiet crowd to boil over again.

At the same time, it also made the twenty-odd people in the back start to stir.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, the three leaders, disregarding everything else, took out their guns and started shooting at the Survivors who had just gone deeper.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang bang bang!”

After firing a few shots, the restless crowd finally calmed down, and seeing that the situation was under control, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, they all felt a wave of lingering fear in their hearts; if they had been allowed to continue their recklessness, these people might have all been left here by the other side.

They came here to deal with Fifth Master’s remnants, and then to take over these territories and supplies.

But now they had been tricked, and hadn’t even seen anyone.

The three currently had no good solution and could only first appease these Survivors.

While they were arranging for the Survivors to regroup, Qu Baoguo, seeing that they hadn’t fallen for the trap, began to prepare for the next step.

At this moment, Fifth Master led a few people to the second floor directly in front of them.

These people placed the tables and chairs they were holding in a conspicuous position, and then someone else took out a few cans of beer and two plates of appetizers.

They didn’t even look at the people below, just drank by themselves.

It was obvious, too obvious.

Wasn’t this just putting on an empty fort strategy for them?

However, everyone felt that something was wrong because it was too obvious; even if the people here hadn’t read the book ‘Romance of the Three Kingdoms’.

Even if they hadn’t read the book, they must have seen the TV series, especially such a classic scene.

They were all wondering if Fifth Master’s side truly had no one left to fight them, which was why he used such a method to scare them away.

After all, the empty fort strategy was definitely fake, so its purpose was to make them not dare to advance.

But Fifth Master didn’t seem like such a foolish person; perhaps he wanted to use this method to make them drop their guard and step into the traps he had set.

They thought through the remaining possibilities of reversal in their minds, and so Fifth Master and his few men managed to scare off these more than a hundred people.

While Fifth Master was holding back these Survivors from the front, Brother Wu and Qu Baoguo were already prepared on the sides, just waiting for them to take the bait.

Fifth Master also knew the time was right, so he took a big gulp of the beer in his hand and, with some reluctance, threw it down.

When the beer can hit the ground, it made a clanging sound, a signal, a signal for the moles within the crowd to act.

Then someone in the crowd of Survivors shouted loudly.

“Everyone, don’t fall for it!!!”

“They don’t even have half our numbers, and they’re all just remnants of a defeated army.”

“Everyone, charge together! We can bury them with our numbers alone.”

“The boss said, whoever gets the supplies gets to keep them!”

Just at that moment, right after the mole finished speaking, one of the three leaders found a very suitable angle; if he hit, he could directly kill Fifth Master.

His mind was solely on Fifth Master’s head, and he didn’t pay attention to what the mole said.

He immediately pulled out his pistol, aimed at Fifth Master’s position on the second floor, and fired a shot.

It was just one shot that made the previously somewhat controlled situation restless again; with the mole’s words as a prelude, this shot was like a starting signal.

Everyone rushed towards the second floor like ordinary zombies.

At this moment, the other two looked at the trigger-happy teammate and truly wanted to turn around and kill him.

Now, they only hoped there was no ambush, and that the opponent’s shot just now had killed Fifth Master.

Clearly, it didn’t; the bullet merely hit Fifth Master’s shoulder, and he was quickly taken away.

On the other side, these hundred or so people had all entered the range of the trap.

Now, Qu Baoguo and Brother Wu, who had been ambushed for a long time, appeared from the left and right sides, each leading six fully armed Survivors and some people holding shields.

Before the people in the middle could react, these twelve people opened fire on them.

Six people on each side, three at a time, fired submachine guns at the Survivors in the middle.

Whenever their ammunition ran out, these three would retreat to reload, and the other three who were ready would take their place.

The more than a hundred people were caught off guard by these dozen or so people.

After most of the people on the outer perimeter were shot down, the others barely managed to find cover and hide.

At the same time, those among the Survivors who had firearms also began to retaliate.

They found relatively safe positions in the back and fired indiscriminately at the people ambushing them from both sides.

However, Qu Baoguo had already anticipated this; shields had already been set up in front of them, leaving only some space for convenient shooting.

After six or seven minutes of crossfire, the three-faction allied forces suffered heavy casualties.

The three leaders had already started to consider retreating.

Watching their men fall one by one, their hearts bled.

It wasn’t that they felt bad for these people’s lives, but rather that they felt bad that with fewer people, they would collect much less in supplies for their own enjoyment.