C4 Ace Musketeer Legion

As Faang Fann braced himself mentally for the incoming attack, the horde of zombies had already rushed up through the door!

The two infected Yellow Turbans ran towards the zombies in an attempt to block their advance, hoping to play their greatest role before getting fully infected by the virus.

Meanwhile, the remaining eight Yellow Turbans, including Guan Hai, took out their bows and arrows. Charging up the bow into the shape of a crescent moon, they shot the arrows with all their strength!

The barrage of arrows bolted towards their targets. Since the shooting distance was close, they only needed to aim at the entrance to the top floor. As such, most of the zombies that passed through were struck by the arrows.

However, unless the arrows destroyed their source of energy by piercing through their hearts or brains, the zombies would continue to attack fearlessly.

The zombies rushing through the door were slowly getting wiped out. Even the few of them that managed to get past the initial barrage of arrows would be killed by Guan Hai at the first possible moment.

Everything seemed to be going according to plan.

"Master, we've used all of our arrows!"

Guan Hai's expression turned ugly. Although their arrows would automatically replenish every day, they only had a total of fifty arrows to spare on them each.

As such, they would have to wait until the next day before their arrows fully replenishes.

They were undoubtedly in desperate straits!

Faang Fann glanced at the endless strem of zombies as his expression sunk.

Once their run out of arrows, they would eventually run out of energy after fighting them into close combat.

"At this moment, we've killed approximately two to three hundred zombies. Even then, I've only obtained two cards."

"A blank card and a weapon card."

"The drop rate of these cards are far too low! However, I've accumulated nearly 30 Demonic Crystals."

Faang Fann took in a deep breath before suddenly thinking of his Supreme Card Merchant System.

According to the rules of the system, the lowest-rank Dark Steel Card would only require one Low-grade Demonic Crystal.

At this moment, Faang Fann can only afford to draw the lowest grade of cards.

"Exchange for 25 Dark Steel Cards!"

Faang Fann muttered to himself as twenty-five cards made of dark steel appeared before him.

"Why are most of the cards blanks?"

"Wait... this one isn't a blank card. It's a Food Card. Even so, it's useless at this moment!"

"This is a Fresh Water Card."

After drawing 24 cards, Faang Fann obtained three Food Cards, one Fresh Water Card, and one Healing Card — the rest were Blank Cards.

Faang Fan's expression sunk instantly. Wasn't this system far too shameless?

In order to obtain those Demonic Crystals, he had to kill several hundred zombies.

"I'm left with the final card."

[Item: Legion Card]

Faang Fan's lips tremble in elation, for this Legion Card was certainly not easy to come by!

If he were to obtain another Yellow Turban Legion card, he would gain two times his current military strength. He would then have the confidence to make it out of here alive!

[Ace Musketeer Legion (Can be evolved)]

[Number: 12]

[Commander: Hans]

[Skills: Bullet Rain, Three-Round Burst Fire, Ironwill]

[Loyalty: 80]

Faang Fann's lips gradually curled up into a smile as he heaved a sigh of relief.

He managed to obtain the opportunity to live during his moment of despair.

These ranged troops were the exact kind of armed forces that he needed right then!

"Hans, lead the Ace Musketeers into battle, start shooting at once!"

Seeing the brown-haired young men standing before him, Faang Fann gave out the order decisively.

"Yes, Master!"

"Three-Round Burst Fire!"

As the barrage of three-round bursts resounded through the air, the narrow entrance to the top floor had turned into a sieve.