Zhou Ran turned to look at him, and his eyes fell on the saber pinned to his waist.

She had seen this knife before, and because she was interested in its cool appearance, she also studied it specifically.

The national sword of Nepal in South Asia has the reputation of a deadly blade, and it is said that it can cut off the head of a bull with one sword, and it is also called the Gurkha saber. It is a symbol of honor for Gurkha soldiers, and the most recurved knife recognized in the world as the most in line with the principles of mechanics!

In times of war, this uniquely shaped scimitar was a formidable harvesting weapon in the hands of the Gurkhas, and it inflicted hardship on the enemy in battle. Each Gurkha scimitar is engraved with the name of a Gurkha soldier, and no matter where they go in the world, this scimitar in their hand will naturally indicate their identity.

Because of its resemblance to a dog's leg, it is also called "dog-leg knife" by the locals, and is even known as the "king of machetes" in Gurkha. Its shape is designed so that it can achieve the maximum slashing effect with the least amount of force, and it has quite an amazing lethality.

When she was training in the wilderness in Nepal, she saw the local Gurkha people use this knife, and found that it has become a national symbol of most tribes in Nepal and a cultural symbol of Nepal.

Seeing her gaze looking at her waist, Nie Lao Er lowered his head and pulled out the saber pinned to his waist, and looked at her inquiringly, "You want to see this knife?" ”

"Is that okay?" Zhou Ran smiled lightly.

"Of course." Nie Lao Er nodded, handed her the knife, and said by the way, "The knife edge is very sharp, be careful." ”

Taking the knife from his hand, Zhou Ran seemed to return to the days in Nepal. This knife is estimated to be a few years old, and the edges and corners of the lines on the handle have been sharpened to a little unclear.

She pulled the scabbard, looked at the snow-white blade, and smiled, "It's very sharp indeed, and you take good care of it." ”

It is rare to see a girl interested in knives, Nie Lao Er looked at the girl's focused appearance, and couldn't help but have a little smile on his face, "This knife has many names, Nepalese scimitar, Gurkha saber, Gogol saber, but I prefer to call it a dogleg knife." ”

"That sounds pretty down-to-earth." Zhou Ran stroked the snake scale lines on the spine of the knife with his hand, "I heard that once this kind of knife is unsheathed, it must see blood." ”

"Hmm...... This is just heard, the knife is controlled by people, and it is up to people to decide whether they see blood or not. Nie Lao Er watched her stroking the blade of the knife, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Sister-in-law seems to have a lot of research on this kind of knife." ”

"yes, there was research." How could there be no research, Zhou Ran hooked her lips, not only did she study, but she also wanted to experiment with this knife to see if she could really cut off the bull's head with one knife......

"Recently, I was going to act in a film, and this kind of knife was mentioned in the script, so I looked it up on the Internet." She inserted the knife into its sheath and handed it back to him, "I just saw that you had it on you, so I wanted to ask you to borrow it." ”

"I see." Nie Lao Er took the knife and pinned it back to his waist, and the doubts in his heart were gradually dispelled. Zhou Ran is an actor, which the third child told him.

"But I'm curious......" Zhou Ran said slowly as he put the knife back in place, "Although this kind of knife is very common in Nepal, most of these styles are equipped by military personnel. ”

Her words slowed down Nie Laoer's movements.

"So, is Mr. Nie's identity actually a soldier?"