The seven bells are to tell everyone to pack their bags and get ready to move. When the bell strikes nine times, it's time to hit the road.

A moment later, a mournful bell rang. There was no panic in the camp, there was no noise, people were silently doing their own thing, sorting out what little wealth they had.

No one, including the woman, cried out loud, just silently.

Huang Quan looked at this scene calmly and was indifferent.

He had seen too many miserable things, and he didn't feel sorry for giving up his home in order to survive. Among the many star fields, there are too many races in front of conquerors or star thieves, and even survival is a luxury.

Haruka walked over, put a bulging backpack on the ground, and said, "I'll just take these things with me, will it be a little too much?" ”

Huang Quan lifted the backpack, checked it in his hand, and said, "It doesn't affect me, it's too heavy for you, throw away half of it." ”

"Half?" The girl seemed to be struggling and in pain.

"There's nothing to be reluctant to, carrying it on your back will consume too much energy. If you die halfway, you can't take anything with you. ”

"Okay." The girl walked back into the house with a pained expression. Obviously, the backpack is her favorite or most reluctant things.

"What's in here?" Huang Quan stopped her and asked.

"There were several weapons left to me by my father, all of which he had made with his own hands. And the dolls he carved when I was a child, the knife I used when I first slashed the beast. There are also some materials that I have accumulated, they are very precious, and I have to kill many beasts to make up so much. ”

Huang Quan understood that what was really useful in the girl's backpack was the materials and her spare weapons, and the rest were souvenirs.

He remembered seeing the weapons in the girl's room, most of them crudely made, with obvious signs of hand-crafting from beginning to end, and they were not professional enough.

In comparison, the weapons of the ogres are all better than these.

Now Haruka, she doesn't need these weapons anymore, but this is the only trace left by her father, so she wants to carry them all. Looking at her appearance, if you want to reduce the burden, I'm afraid I'll put down the materials.

Huang Quan shook his head and said, "Then take it all." ”

"Huh?" Haruka was pleasantly surprised.

Huang Quan was expressionless: "This time with me, it will be fine." It's okay that I'm not there, what do you do? ”

"Then, let's talk about it then......" The girl was very weak-hearted.

Huang Quan couldn't do anything about her, and sighed. At this moment, a person ran over and said, "Lord Huangquan, Great Elder, please come over. ”

In the language of the settlement people, "Adult" is a higher honorific title than the great samurai, and the big one is stronger, which has gone beyond the level of a single settlement.

When following this person to the Grand Elder's own room in the Central House, Huang Quan saw that the Great Elder was also tidying up his things.

However, he obviously had a lot more to pack, and there were more than a dozen large and small boxes. Most of these chests are the common property of the entire settlement, but they are kept and used by the Great Elder.

Seeing Huang Quan come in, the Great Elder asked him to sit down, then took out a long box and looked at it with a complicated expression.

Huang Quan's eyes fell on the long box, and suddenly there was a familiar feeling, this kind of style of workmanship, I always felt that I had seen it somewhere.

The Great Elder placed the long box in front of Huang Quan and said, "This is the killing weapon that our settlement treasures, and it can only be used by the bravest warriors in the most dangerous times. The last time there was a thunderclap, it was when the tribe was migrating, and I didn't expect it to be used again so soon. ”

"Open it." The Great Elder said.

Huang Quan opened the lid of the box as he said.

The Great Elder looked out the window and said, "Originally, I thought that the person who used it would be a giant rock, although I didn't like him either, but with him, there would be fewer deaths in the settlement. Yesterday I thought it would be Haruka, she was the only great samurai we had in decades, and that was my life's goal. But now ......"

The Great Elder's voice was low, he stared at Huang Quan intently, and said, "But now, it's yours. I have only one request, to try to help us through this part of the migration. ”

The Great Elder was talking about helping as much as possible, not helping, which shows how dark the clouds that shrouded the future of the settlement were, and even the Great Elder, who was supposed to boost morale, lost confidence.

And Huang Quan looked at the contents of the box, his expression was very complicated, he didn't expect that there was actually a gun in the long box!

This is a double-barreled shotgun, and depending on the style, the barrel is still sawn short. The wooden body of the gun is carved with fine patterns, not at all the rough and primitive style of the lost people in the settlement, but rather a bit of Gothic mystery and complexity.

This kind of pattern is obviously not something that the people in the settlement can carve.

The barrel of this gun was a dark red copper color, and the metallic texture was something Huang Quan had never seen before. But no matter in terms of style or structural design, it is the oldest and most classic style.

Shotguns of this design appeared hundreds of years before the founding of the Empire, when humanity was still beginning to enter the age of gunpowder.

If there is anything special, it is that this gun also carries the strange characteristics of this era and this world, and it is exceptionally thick and heavy.

Its barrel, by the standard after sawing, also has a meter. Each barrel is as thick as a fist, and a circle thicker than the Empire's 40mm melee cannon used for intraplanetary combat.

If it weren't for the fact that Huang Quan himself was very tall and had thick arms and long hands, it would be really difficult to fiddle with such a big guy.

Judging by the size of this gun, it is specially designed for large people who are more than two meters tall, and maybe two meters is not enough. However, because the guys in the dragoon camp have been transformed by Shenghui, all of them are tall and have long legs, and few people are under two meters, but Huangquan is the most slender and slender one in it.

Huang Quan had a guess that this gun was mostly for people who had been fully transformed by Shenghui.

Under the long box, bullets are neatly stacked. This kind of bullet for shotguns looks like small grenades, and Huang Quan is very suspicious of how ordinary people can use this thing. This thing can break people's hands with a single shot.

Half of the original bullet slots in the box were empty, and there were only eight rounds left.

The samurai and hunters in the settlement have always only had spears, broadswords, bows and arrows, but they didn't expect that there were shotguns, and they were so brutally designed. Where is this gun, it obviously has to be counted as a hand cannon, and it is still double-barreled.

Huang Quan picked up the gun, and sure enough, he saw a familiar trigger, he pulled it twice, and he was sure that it was a salvo and a single switch. This big guy, and you still want a salvo? Who can stand the recoil force.

Putting the gun down, Huang Quan looked at the Great Elder and said, "I'm afraid this thing, I'm afraid the warriors in the settlement won't be able to use it, right?" ”

The Great Elder's face was surprised, and then he said, "Yes, each person is limited to two shots, and those like the giant rock can fire one more shot." ”

Huang Quan's gaze fell on the Great Elder's hand: "Your injuries are also left by it?" ”

The Great Elder had a shock on his face, and said slowly, "Last time I migrated, I used it to fire four shots and kill three ogre chiefs. ”

Huang Quan took out the shotgun and put it behind his back, poured out all the bullets again, put them in his satchel, and said, "Is there only eight bullets?" What should I do if I run out? ”

The look of surprise in the Great Elder's eyes flashed, and he took a deep breath and said, "When we run out, we can only go to the Emerald Valley to change, and that is the only shelter we can reach." ”

"Shelter?" Huang Quan heard a new term.

"The sanctuary is the place that our ancestors left us, where there is untold knowledge and wealth, and where there is also the strongest defense. Even a man-eater can't get through the defenses of the shelter. There, countless thunderbolts and flames will tear even the most powerful cannibals to shreds! ”

Listening to the Great Elder's long list of adjectives, Huang Quan had to interrupt him: "Then why don't you go to the shelter and live in the rainforest?" This forest is obviously not suitable for human survival. ”

The Great Elder's face turned heavy and he sighed, "There are not so many people in the shelter, and the surplus people can only go outside to live and survive. ”

"That is, you have been thrown to the cannibals." Huang Quan suddenly understood and coldly pointed out the facts.