In the primordial plane, in the late summer and early autumn.

Song Yong, who once again crossed over to the Gray Rabbit Tribe, had a long-planned trip to the Central Plains, and officially set off on a sunny morning.

In the morning breeze that was still moist with dew, Song Yong climbed onto the saddle of the 28-load bicycle.

He took one last look beyond the walls of the village, the reluctant to send others away.

Song Yong's mouth shouted loudly: "Go~"

Then, he kicked the pedals of his bicycle hard, drove the bicycle with a large bag, and rushed down the downhill mountain road.

Twenty-nine bicycles followed, also after their owners waved goodbye for the last time.

It was also a kick on the pedals, and with the trajectory of Brother Yong, it quickly became smaller and smaller in the eyes of all the people who saw them off, and finally disappeared.

And Song Yong and others, who rushed down the hillside all the way, drove past the foot of the mountain one by one, the stretching fields.

The fields on both sides of the road are planted with wheat crops.

By this time, the wheat that had been planted for months was already hung with bunches of unripe green ears.

Even if they are not harvested, they are at least a month away.

But in the field where there is no end in sight, there is such a scene, and in the eyes of the team, it is still the most beautiful scenery in the world.

What's more, between their nostrils, there is still the fragrance of melons and fruits from time to time.

It was a variety of melons and vegetables that had been planted before, and they had at least one stubble ripe early.

Even now, everyone in the team vividly remembers the first time they ate the fruit called watermelon.

That kind of sweet juice makes everyone feel that they are sweetened to their hearts.

It was also in the fragrance of such melons and fruits that Song Yong, who took the lead in riding the first cart, secretly swore in his heart: One of these people in the team is counted as one, and they must be brought back safely......

For this trip to the Central Plains, Song Yong and the Gray Rabbit tribe have been preparing for more than three months.

When it was time to set off at this moment, although the team of thirty people did not have many personnel, its combat effectiveness and mobility should not be underestimated at all.

First of all, in terms of personnel, there are two witches, Song Yong and Sang Yu.

Even with their witchcraft methods of the two of them, as well as the magic power contained in their bodies, that is, at the level at which they were just able to get out of the mountain, they were still the strongest people in this plane.

In terms of the strength of the guards, there are as many as ten totem warriors such as Gardenia, Hooligans, Waste, and Toothless.

Even if it was the other eighteen people, although each of them had not yet reached the level of totem warriors, they were all the top group of ordinary hunters in the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

Even, Song Yong has a kind of enlightenment.

It doesn't take too long for these people to become true totemic warriors.

Therefore, the number of good players in such a small team alone is much more than the caravan that the Qingshang tribe once traveled to and from the southwest region.

Secondly, in terms of equipment.

For this trip, not only Song Yong himself naturally tried to use all kinds of modern materials to arm the personnel of this team as much as possible.

Even a group of the best craftsmen, such as Six Fingers, have worked hard.

I saw that in the fast-moving convoy, on everyone's head, was wearing a lightweight explosion-proof helmet from the modern plane.

In addition to wearing a stab-proof suit, he also wore a set of leather armor made of giant crocodile skin.

On the outer layer of the light leather armor, a piece of body armor that could protect the chest and abdomen was tied.

On the feet, each person has a pair of leather boots with wear-resistant tires, soft calfskin, thistles and other women's homemade leather boots.

That is, I am worried that wearing too much will affect the mobility of the members of the squad.

Otherwise, the outermost half-length armor of these people will be replaced with full-body armor like a tin can.

But even so, such a protective ability is placed on the plane of the primitive era, and it is to the point of madness.

After all, the attacks that these people need to face are those opponents with bronze weapons, and even the opponents with stone weapons.

Even if they are allowed to use such a crude weapon, they will continue to stab at the vital points in the chest and abdomen, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to successfully break the defense.

Of course, Song Yong and the others are not stupid, that is, they are fully armed when they set off, just to calm down the confidence of everyone in the tribe.

After leaving the distance for a while, he just put on a light stab-proof suit and helmet.

It is estimated that as long as it is in the area of Rainozawa, it will not encounter any major dangers, and this kind of protection ability is completely sufficient.

When they really reach the dangerous Central Plains region, they will be fully armed.

In terms of weapons, a musket with a bayonet on the back of a man's hand, as well as 500 rounds of fixed-load paper-shelled bullets, are only the most basic equipment.

Taking into account the problem that in times of crisis, it is too late to reload the muskets.

Six Fingers and other craftsmen spent a lot of effort, and finally succeeded in making a small batch of short-barreled muskets.

The overall length of these short-barreled muskets is no more than twenty centimeters, but they are truly terrifying in terms of power.

They were tied together by three barrels, and when the primer in the powder magazine was ignited by the stone, the bullets in the three barrels would be fired together.

If you fill the barrel with iron sand, if you get into a guy in close combat, it's not fun at all.

That is, the primitive people have strong physical fitness, and their wrists are relatively tough.

Regardless of the personnel of a modern plane, the powerful recoil of this kind of hand cannon can directly break the wrist.

Short-barreled muskets, everyone in the team was equipped with one.

It doesn't matter if you finish playing both long and short, because the heavy weight of this thing can be used as a hammer.

And sharp weapons such as pig-killing knives are now not just the signature of a gangster.

Everyone in the team has a beast skin knife in their waists, which can be regarded as the last self-defense weapon.

Of course, people like Song Yong and others who have strong combat effectiveness in archery have not forgotten to carry a strengthened hunting bow and a pot of aluminum alloy arrows.

Just a pot of arrows is naturally a bit insufficient.

For this reason, each person also came with a five-pound bag of iron arrowheads.

According to the weight of each iron arrowhead, but only about fifty grams, such a pack of arrows can process a thousand arrows.

With such a huge amount, it is completely enough to use.

In addition to weapons and armor, this trip that is not far away will definitely require the preparation of other more supplies.

For example, two-section raincoats and rain boots to prevent rain and snow, animal skins to keep out the cold at night, and dried meat and salted fish to satisfy the stomach and hunger when it is inconvenient to hunt.

scattered and scattered, each person has an extra burden of more than 100 catties.

But with that added to the burden, the speed at which the team moved forward was astonishing.

It was a load bike that could fit twenty-eight, and it was as simple as a joke to carry such a weight of one or two hundred pounds on the back seat.

In this way, at about ten o'clock in the evening on the day of departure, the procession finally stopped advancing.

Even if Song Yong is a conservative estimate, he has trekked three hundred miles today, which is at least three times the distance compared to moving forward with his feet.

Even along the way, it is a winding path.

However, the bicycle did not cause much trouble under the flexible operation of the group, and the dirt buns who were used to running were not a problem in terms of physical strength.

That is, when going up a steep slope, the speed of the people who push their bicycles uphill after getting off the bike will be a little slower.

On average, 30 miles per hour is no problem.

Even at night, because each bicycle has an emergency light on the handlebar that can be repeatedly charged with solar energy, so that the team has the ability to walk at night.

Such a speed of progress made Song Yong feel very satisfied.

With such a minimum advance speed of 300 miles a day, believe it or not, they will not be able to step on it in a month, or not, it should be driving on the land of the Central Plains.