Chapter Ninety-Four: Brothers, Let's Go!

Seeing off Captain Lin, Zhuang Yichen curiously fiddled with the mobile phone in his hand. With this thing, it's like an extra talisman. The communication base station equipment in the camp is very good and powerful, but the delicate program-controlled switch cannot carry too many users. Excluding the threads occupied by office and scientific research, there are only a handful of resources that can be allocated to individuals.

Although the military has always turned a blind eye to the struggle outside the camp, the team with the ability to call for help on a mobile phone is a valuable asset to the camp. The military allows competition, but it is impossible to watch these mercenary teams lose in vain.

In the final analysis, in the entire Dawn Camp, the military is the one who makes the rules of the game, and no matter how much others play too far, it is impossible to surpass that rule.

Zheng Xiaowen looked at him excitedly holding an old-fashioned Nokia, and couldn't help but pouted and said, "Hmph, I thought you could have any clever plan." It turned out to be a rescuer! ”

"That's it, if you can't beat others in a fight, you can sue the teacher, we can't afford to lose this person with you!" Zheng Xiaoyu also continued.

Zhuang Yichen glanced back at the two of them, and then said, "Tsk, in the end, they are still two little girls, too young!" If you can't beat others, then admit it decisively. This is not a shame, knowing that the strength is not as good as others, that is a fool! ”

"Cut~!" Zheng Xiaoyu and Zheng Xiaowen glanced at their mouths together, and then turned around and went back to the house. Zhuang Yichen sighed, then turned his head to look at Liang He and Chen Tianjie. "Alas, the little girl is willful, you say." Han Yu and Chen Tianjie glanced at each other, then looked at Liang He in unison, and the three of them shook their heads without saying a word, and also turned around and walked back.

"! This ......" he immediately looked at Lao Wang again. "Wang, look at them."

Lao Wang sighed and patted Zhuang Yichen's shoulder, "It's just that you pretended to be too fierce at the beginning, but after you pretended to be like this." ”

"This is equivalent to you fighting with others, all the cruel words are over, and the location has been agreed. As a result, people just brought someone to see you call the police. ”

"If this was left before us, the Dao'er would be like you, and people would have been cut to death long ago."

After Lao Wang finished speaking, he also turned around and walked back, leaving Zhuang alone in the gorgeous mess in the wind. "I'm really a dog! Wang Guoan, let me tell you, my friend was crazy back then, and now the grave is full of green grass! ”

After a while, everyone joked and made trouble, and then began to prepare the equipment for the departure together. This was everyone's first mission at Camp Dawn, and everyone was very excited. As for the so-called Ouyang family, the so-called Xiaoyue blood, Zhuang Yichen really didn't pay attention to it.

First of all, the choice of weapons, after some discussion, the proposal to lease heavy firepower to the military was immediately rejected. First, the rent of these equipment is frighteningly expensive, and an old-fashioned Type 69-1 individual rocket launcher actually costs 10 red tickets, and there is an additional charge for artillery shells. Zhuang Yichen's Type 92 vehicle-mounted cannon is even more exaggerated, one bullet is a green ticket, and this price makes people want to scold their mother at a glance. Secondly, there are only seven people in total, and the number of weapons that can be carried is too small, so it will not achieve any combat effectiveness, but will be dragged down by cumbersome equipment. Therefore, the final unanimous resolution is dominated by cold weapons.

Zhuang Yichen first went to the trading market and got a Miao knife for Liang Hehe and Zheng Xiaoyu. The so-called Miao knife does not refer to the knife used by the Miao people. That's just a general appellation, and the real Miao Dao is a proper noun. Miao knife, as the name suggests, is a knife shaped like a seedling. The length of the knife is 1.2 to 1.6 meters, and the blade is either slightly curved or straight and slender. No matter what kind of difference there is in the details of the tip of the knife and the blood groove, all Miao knives have a slender blade, a one-sided blade, and are agile and elegant.

The history of the Miao knife ranges from the straight knife of the Han Dynasty to the ritual knife of the Tang Dynasty, and then to the imperial knife of the Song and Ming dynasties. Its history spans thousands of years of vicissitudes, and today, most of those ancient knife techniques and forging techniques have been lost. The Chinese people have always admired the sword and believe that the sword is the king of soldiers. In fact, in practical use, the sword is more of a spiritual symbol, a kind of historical feeling. And only Miao Dao ruled the cold weapon war for the entire Chinese millennium.

The Miao knives that Zhuang Yichen bought for them were all cut out of lathes in the workshop of the military's machinery factory. The blades of these knives are made of special steel, and the degree of development of the modern metallurgical industry is far beyond the reach of ancient times. Therefore, even if these mass-produced Miao knives are not as good as those famous knives forged by secret methods in ancient times, they will not be much worse.

Finally, let Lao Wang install more grenades, Zhuang Yichen had a deep understanding of the power of this thing when he was in Jiangcheng Prison before, and with Lao Wang's mental power to pinch the fuse for seconds, the explosion point of the grenade can always be controlled above the target's head. The lethality of such shrapnel can be maximized.

Liang He also brought a Type 85 sniper rifle that he had in his private collection, he was a sniper in the army before, and with such an ultra-long-range killing weapon, it was not only a huge deterrent to other mercenary teams, but it would also be much easier to knock the stick from behind.

When everything was ready, it was getting dark. It was too dangerous to sleep in the wilderness at night, so everyone went to bed early after dinner to recuperate for tomorrow's action.

The next day, Dongfang just revealed a touch of fish belly white, everyone packed up and prepared to go, Zhuang Yichen opened a jar of eight-treasure porridge and poured a big mouthful into his mouth, and gently pinched Niuniu's little face, which was a farewell. Then the group walked to the gate of the camp.

This was the time when the mercenaries set off, and there was an endless stream of squads traveling together along the way. When I arrived at the gate of the camp, there was a long queue, but fortunately, the registration procedure was very simple, just look at the mercenary certificate and mission information and let me go directly. So after only a while, Zhuang Yichen and the others walked out of the camp with the crowd.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, the darkness and narrowness in the doorway suddenly opened up. Facing the gates to the east, the distant sun just rising above the horizon poured the first rays of light into the valley through the cracks in the mountains, and illuminated the entire silver-gray metal gate of Camp Dawn in gold. The tall walls stretched straight behind the crowd, and in the golden sunlight, a continuous stream of people poured out of the gates, and then blended into the distant hills between the dense bunkers and trenches.

The so-called dawn is probably like this.

Zhuang Yichen squinted his eyes and glanced at the wisp of the morning sun that happened to shine into the valley from the gap in the mountains, and then turned his head to look at the people beside him, and a wave of pride suddenly burst out of his chest.

"Brothers, let's go!"