When Caravall's hood was removed, he found himself in a not-so-large room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Along the way, he was dragged by the northern latitude and stumbled over almost a dozen kilometers, and then six kilometers south of the port of Champa was picked up by two all-terrain vehicles sent by the transport team, and of course he and his companion Manteson were put on black hoods as they left the forest.

He had no idea how he got here, only that he was strapped to a shelf or something, and then he had a long bumpy ride, and then he was put down and led all the way to a room to sit down.

"Your name!" When Caravel's vision returned, he realized that there was a table opposite, and three other people were sitting behind it. There was a bright lamp on the table that blinded him, and he had no idea what kind of light could emit such light, that he could hardly open his eyes, and could only tell by the outlines of the light that it was two men and a woman. However, he could understand the other party's language, which was the official dialect of the Wu Dynasty Empire in the north, although it was different from the official dialect of Guangdong Province or Gui Province that he usually heard, but he could still understand it.

However, he didn't plan to speak, so that the other party thought that he didn't understand, so that maybe he could get more information. Thinking of this, Caravel pretended to be alarmed and looked left and right, and behind him stood two guards with empty hands, both wearing light blue uniforms, although these clothes looked a little large, but at this time there seemed to be an indescribable sense of harmony. The guards wore a strangely thick belt around their waists, with three finger-wide webbing bands on them, which appeared to be arranged in an orderly manner. They all had a few small bags hanging from their belts, and an empty scabbard, the scabbard was not long, at most about a foot, what was the use of such a short knife? Looking at the size of this scabbard, this knife must be very thin, what use can it be if it really wants to go to war? However, the two guards had a triangular canvas cover around their waists, with a short fire hammer stuck in the canvas cover. This can be seen in the intricately carved grip of the carver, and the muzzle of the gun sticking out of the opening under the canvas cover. But there was a strange thing at the very end of these strange firearms, a small pointed bump above the muzzle, what was this thing for? Wouldn't such a small bulge be hooked when pulled out of the canvas sleeve and affect its movement? Also, if the gun is loaded so that the muzzle is downward, the bullet will not fall out?

However, this is what he is worried about for others, this pistol is a new product of the Oriental Port Military Factory - the 1628 type revolver. That's right, the main thing that the Crossing Crowd purchased in previous arms purchases was the Glock pistol, which met almost all the needs of those who were not good at using weapons: high reliability, strong continuity of firepower, and most importantly, the flexible safety mechanism, which means that if you forgot to open the insurance, as long as you pull the trigger desperately, then you will be able to fire successfully. On the other hand, the Type 1628 revolver supplied by the military factory - this guy has almost all the shortcomings of a revolver: air leakage, short range, poor fire continuity, slow reloading. Due to the need to reduce the process and processing requirements, the last thing that was approved for small batch production was the imitation of the revolver from the west, which was spurned by almost all the military veterans, and the most frustrating thing for the veterans was that this revolver could not even swing out of the revolver, and had to manually turn the chamber to stuff the bullet into it, and had to turn it to fill a round, and the loading speed was simply outrageously slow. However, it was selected because of its simple processing and extremely low tolerances. As for the bullets, the 9mm Pyrabem bullet was chosen, which was used not only by the Glock 17 pistol, but also by the MP5, so the crossover directly procured such a production line in the procurement plan.

He looked curiously at the well-made little firebolt, and then was slapped on the head by another guard.

"The chief asks you!" The guard spoke a Wu Dynasty official with an absolutely strong Annam accent.

"Does this man not understand us?" Tan Lian quietly turned sideways and asked Shen Bin.

Shen Bin shook his head slightly, "He understands, if he doesn't understand, he will ask us what to say." In addition, according to the information gathered in the port of Champa, the official dialect of the entire South China Sea is the lingua franca, and it is impossible for him not to understand it. ”

Caravel heard it, of course, but he decided to continue playing dumb.

Shen Bin didn't say much, took out a few photos from the file bag, and walked over to show them to Caraville.

"I know you can understand, who the hell is this man?" Shen Bin said, his finger falling on the head of target No. 1 circled in red in the photo.

Caravel was so frightened that he stepped back, but the stool was fixed to the ground, and he was cuffed to the stool again, and at this time he simply jumped in place a few times, and did not move at all. The reason why he was frightened was that he could see himself and the leader of the brute soldiers on the few pieces of paper in front of him. It also made his incomprehensible disguise completely fail, "What kind of spell are you doing?" How can we draw our images on this paper? ”

At this time, he finally settled down and carefully studied these pictures. He was standing next to the leader, and he suddenly recalled the scene, which was yesterday before he was attacked by the big bird, and he was outside the tent with the leader of the Klovhans, Bogdan, about how many merchant ships should be in the port of Champa at this time, and the distribution of benefits after they seized the merchant ships. Or were these people already eyeing themselves at that time? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back. The next photo was about that time, and he felt nervous. Who the hell are these people? After thinking about it for a while, he decided to ask first.

"Who the hell are you?" Caravall's official language was very lame, but it did not affect the understanding of several people in the slightest. "Annanite? Wu Guoren? Or a pirate? ”

"I think you should answer our questions first, knowing that we can kidnap you and your companions from thousands of soldiers, then it is not a problem to torture you, and the reason why I did not agree to torture you in the first place is because we are from the civilized world." Said a short-haired man sitting behind a desk.

"My name is Caravell, and I'm a staff officer in the mercenary unit of the Medeno Merchant Order." Caravel shrugged as he spoke, "I said, what about you?" ”

"Surely you haven't heard of where we've come, Mr. Caravel, what are you doing as a Medenor in the middle of a group of Nanban?" The man continued to ask unhurriedly.

"There's no place in this world that we Maidno people don't know." Caravel said proudly. "Let's talk about it."

"The Republic of China." The man continued to speak in an indifferent tone. "You can call us Chinese, we are neither Annamite, Wuguo, nor pirates."

"China? Didn't Wu Guo call itself China? Caravel asked in surprise, "How can you be Chinese and not Wuguo?" ”

"You don't have to worry too much about this, you better explain to us first who this person with the red circle is." Shen Bin impatiently clicked on the photo that was open in front of him.

"This is the leader of the Klorhanate." Caravel leaned back against the backrest that he didn't feel comfortable with. "He is leading tens of thousands of Klohan soldiers on his way to level the port of Champong."

"Hehe," the man behind the table chuckled, "Nanban didn't attack more than ten tribes this time, and according to estimates, it should be about a thousand people per tribe." At this time, one tribe had already been dealt a heavy blow south of the port of Champa, and a few hours earlier our assault team had just wiped out more than three hundred brutes. The barbarians will not have more than 8,000 troops left at this time, and since the baggage of grain and grass has been burned by us, you have traveled day and night to the port of Champong, which means that there must be a big problem with the supply of grain and grass. I don't know how you plan to solve the problem of food and grass in Champa Harbor, but at this time your soldiers must have nothing to eat except human flesh. ”

"That strange bird is yours?" Caravel immediately remembered the strange bird that had brought death and fire.

"Strange birds?" Shen Bin was stunned for a moment, and the person behind the table smiled, "That thing is just a machine, a tool for transportation and reconnaissance." ”

Caravel was stunned now, the strange bird was just a machine. He knows machines, and the Yaning people use machines to produce things, but that kind of stupid and black machine is okay to make industrial products, how can it still fly?

"Do you know how you got here? Do you know where you are now? The man continued, not waiting for him to reply, but continued to speak to himself. You are about thirty miles north of Champa Harbor, this is our new city, Oriental Harbor, do you know why the soldiers of Champa Harbor were able to defeat the brute soldiers who used dinosaurs as mounts? It was we who provided the equipment. We have more knowledge and insight than all of you, and you will not be able to win this war. ”

"Port of the East?" Caravel paused for a moment, and he seemed to have heard the name, "Isn't that the New Town of the Americans?" "However, there is a magical transmission that mentions the port of the East, which is a new trading port established by the perfume nation that suddenly appeared before, and they can not only provide perfumes at this time, but also a large number of important products such as canvas, ready-to-wear, and agricultural tools, which have been transported to the port of Champa in large quantities at this time, and the reason why their staff team encouraged the army of Klovhan to attack the port of Champa is to plunder the goods in the warehouses in the port.

"Well, before we called ourselves Americans, but from now on, we are Chinese." The man behind the table stood up and continued, "The Medenor are the biggest merchants on the sea, and we welcome you to come to the Vostochny Harbor to do business, but if you come with an army to snatch what you want, you have to see if our guns agree or not. My name is Du Yande, and I am one of the five executive members of the Senate. ”

"Senate?" Caravel couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he remembered that the intelligence mentioned the Senate, which was a group of more than 500 elders, but this unsightly man claimed to be one of the five executive committees, which really made him a little unbelievable.