Chapter 196: The Expedition Team Out of the Village
Chapter 196: The expedition team out of the village
After walking forward for about an hour, the two brothers stopped Zhang Cheng in a clearing, and then called the militia captain, and after a few people arranged the guarded personnel, the others began to rest in place, and the four of them got together and began to say something.
To be precise, it should be the two brothers who said that Zhang Cheng and the militia captain stopped.
Before leaving the village, the village chief had orders, so the militia captain was very obedient to the opinions of the two Hum Ha brothers, and he, the nominal captain, was actually a figure who was in the middle of dispatching and implementing decisions.
The real decision was made by Zhang Cheng, who was full of personal force and had a keen sense of six, as well as his two masters with mysterious backgrounds who knew a lot about this great change in heaven and earth.
So when the three openings in front of him called him over, the militia captain quickly arranged for the team members to rest and defend in place, and then stepped forward alone to see what was going on in the core of these teams.
The players who rested in place were not tired, but they were a little nervous.
The familiar outside of the village had changed completely after being shrouded in mist, and they had been out of the village for an hour or two, but they had not seen much of the familiarity.
Some of the things that I occasionally saw on the side of the road were vaguely from the past, but they also changed beyond recognition in the fog.
Just like the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, you can see it a few steps out of the village, but it was not until the expedition team walked out of the village for more than 20 minutes that they saw a dense locust tree covering the sky and the sun on a green grassy grass.
As for whether the locust tree in front of you, which has been magnified by one or twenty times, is the one at the entrance of the original village, everyone is not sure.
Some of the team members thought that it was the previous one, and that the sudden appearance of the fog must have accelerated the growth of the big locust tree, and then the tree became larger.
Those who support this view take out an arm-thick ear of wheat as proof that since wheat can grow bigger, then the locust tree must be able to do it too.
Others, however, consider this assertion premature.
The example they gave was that the locust tree was at the entrance of the village, which was at least several miles away from the entrance of the village, and it must be inappropriate to assert that the locust tree had grown larger without other conclusive evidence.
Most of the younger players support the first idea.
Brainy and imaginative, they even came up with the wonderful idea that "it must be the fog, and the ground under their feet is magnified like a big locust tree".
Hearing the young people's slightly stubborn conjecture, some of the old skeptical team members smiled and did not continue to argue, they didn't have the heart to argue endlessly with this group of young people who could jump a few times without shooting, the whole village was surrounded by dense fog, and under the crisis of not knowing what was going on, they were called out of the village to explore the situation of the new force is the hope of the whole village.
If something happened to their team, it would be a huge blow to the village, and it would be difficult to accept.
Because if their team has an accident and can't go back, then their village may have to rely on the rest of the old, weak, sick and disabled to guard the village and wait for rescue.
Now in the village, except for them, while doing a good job of defense, all the young men who can be sent out are here.
Therefore, even if they are not tired, they all seize the time to rest, and most of the team members who are from the army have experience in performing dangerous tasks in the field.
If the young people like to make trouble, let them make trouble, as long as they encounter danger.
Being lively also helps to boost morale, and it is better to be lively than dull.
Although they didn't encounter any danger along the way, in just a few days covered by thick fog, their village seemed to be thrown into a strange world, and these strange things couldn't make everyone feel at ease.
It is difficult to predict what kind of danger will arise on the road that will continue, and even if all the dozen or so of them are lost in this boundless fog, there is a very high possibility.
The arm-thick ears of wheat, the towering locust trees, the constant surging in the fog but no near shadows, all showed the danger of the outside world, and their forerunners who trembled and stepped out cautiously to explore the way were like a nest of weak ants who were moved to a dangerous place along with their old nests made of glassware, and then sent out to search for food.
Seven or eight middle-aged members of the team sat in a circle back to back, carrying electric shock batons hanging from their waists, and they had already used this thing.
Although firearms and the like can be more effective in this case, according to the policy of Huaguo, a large number of civilian thermal weapons are not allowed, even within the militia organization, the whole team only has a "new red star" hanging on the waist of the captain, or the kind with not many bullets, and the other team members are using the new explosion-proof batons distributed above.
In the absence of complete logistical support, thermal weapons are indeed not as good as batons, which is the common aspiration of all practitioners in Fangxian County, the hometown of martial arts.
The new batons are not only very sturdy and durable, but also the length can be adjusted according to personal habits, and multiple batons can be connected together to form a longer metal rod with a screw lock, and if the dagger on the waist is clipped, it is directly a bloodthirsty spear of iron horse glacier.
What's even more wonderful is that the batons are equipped with large-capacity batteries, and when needed, these batons and spears, as long as they hold the insulated gauntlets, can directly release high-voltage arcs of varying power, which can be used to surprise the enemy with a surprise blow.
A baton lance suitable for ordinary warriors requires at least three batons, and when assembled, the three batons can release up to an arc of molten metal in an instant, which can be used up to ten to fifteen times in a discontinuous manner before the power stored in the baton is used up.
Another point is that this kind of metal baton, which has only been issued for a few years, is extremely hard, that is, the strange dagger used by Zhang Cheng when he was a child to cut the back door of someone's black factory, and it can't cut off this new type of baton even if he has little strength or uses internal strength.
One is a "magic weapon" handed down by my ancestors for I don't know how many generations ago, and the other is a standard weapon issued by the state, even if the latter is slightly weaker, but in the eyes of everyone, the latter directly wins.
In Fang County, although there are very few firearms, the popularity of this kind of baton distribution is still very high, take Zhang Cheng and his Xigou Village as an example, there are dozens of large boxes of this kind of batons in the warehouse of the village committee, which Zhang Cheng accidentally discovered in the middle of the night while secretly practicing his body style.
As an expedition team that was placed on high hopes by the village and arranged to investigate the situation, they still carried sufficient weapons and equipment to protect themselves before departure, and everyone carried at least three or more new batons full of power as long as they felt the need.