Chapter 3: Natives

Pick up a silver suitcase left by the black-hearted boss and open it to see that a suit is neatly placed inside, as well as matching shoes and watches and other things. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 There is also a note on it, "As a salesman, the image is a very important part, clean yourself up!" ”

"Nice benefits, and free staff uniforms." Wen Hui learned about the function of this box, in addition to storing documents and other things, the main function is as a clothing box, there is always a set of formal wear in it, and it can be used at any time.

"Next......" Wen Hui walked to the river and stripped naked, jumped in to wash his body, changed into a black suit, and looked at the water: "I really want to do that!" "The clothes fit very well and the shoes were just the right size.

Isn't it a little strange to just dress like this in such a place? Wen Hui was thinking so, and another set of mountaineering suits appeared in the box, "Wow, nice function." ”

After changing his clothes, he began to walk out of the woods, which was not a place to do business. Familiarize yourself with the business while walking, and wait to be eliminated if you don't keep pace with the times this year. Besides, I haven't read this kind of adventure novels before, and now the opportunity to hit myself on the head, it's not good to have a good time, but I'm sorry for myself, and it's better to study my business if I have time to make a fuss.

First of all, the profession, the unpopular warmongers are not running away. Then there's the scope of business.,It seems that as long as it's related to the war, it's on the sale catalog.,Of course, this catalog will automatically change according to different customers.,In short, there won't be a situation like selling Gundam to the primitive.。 The most important thing is the supply problem, which doesn't seem to be a concern, it seems that you only need to worry about the demand of customers.

There is a comprehensive military factory in the attached welfare space, and the production equipment in it can meet all the requirements, of course, the level of the goods must be unlocked step by step, and only individual equipment can be sold at present.

"Doesn't that mean I have an arsenal of infinite possibilities?" Wen Hui pinched his chin and was a little excited, it was a man's nature to dance with a knife and a gun, but then he was hit by reality, unless the things in it were for display or sale, he couldn't even take out a bullet case, which meant that if he wanted to use a weapon, he would have to pay for it! "It's really black-hearted to do your own business!"

You can only see it, you can't use it, this thing is the same as nothing!

Ignoring why the magical factory could produce unlimited quantities of goods for a while, Wen Hui began to pay attention to his welfare, and there was a simple barracks next to the factory-a military barracks.

It's called a barracks, and it's written as a shelter. "As an unpopular profession, there will always be some negligible risks, so a shelter is necessary, protect your life and try to become a qualified salesman." Throwing the note on the ground, Wen Hui glanced inside and retreated, a small room of about ten square meters, a shelf bed and a bedside table were all the things inside.

"Personal belongings are in the space, and there is a single dormitory, which is well stocked, which is a good start." After going out, Wen Hui picked up the otherworldly version of the rifle as a crutch and walked out for the most part, there was no worries about everything, but judging from the tone of the black fire, it seems that the salesman is not the only one, it seems that he has to open soon, ordinary salesmen have performance audits, this profession seems to be ......

Wen Hui, who was trying to find people, studied the weapon in his hand, a single-shot rifle, a six-round magazine, and then the biggest feature was a non-gunpowder weapon, and the butt position had a gas tank structure, this thing was actually steam-winded! It's no wonder that the barrel of the gun is so long, but it's quite environmentally friendly.

This kind of air gun kills people? As soon as this idea came out, Bei Wenhui pinched it off himself, but there was a piece of "evidence" lying in the position of the appearance, a weapon is a weapon, and it can kill people after all.

Walking and walking, Wen Hui just stopped, for no other reason, someone pointed a gun at you and didn't stop and waited to find a fight. Several people in khaki military uniforms surrounded them, holding the full version of the "rifle" in their hands, and the bright bayonets were almost under Wen Hui's nose. He wore a khaki military coat with leggings on his feet, a pile of equipment on his back, and a cylindrical military hat similar to that of the French army on his head. Proper World War I painting style,It looks like the product should be a bolt-action rifle or something.。

Throwing away the temporary crutches in his hand and slowly raising his hands, indicating that he had no other intentions, Wen Hui began to look for a guy who could speak.

"Who are you? Why is it here? "Although I asked so, what is the tone of being caught by Lao Tzu? The one who spoke was a mustache with a little more ornamentation on his chest.

Oh, and the rank is on the chest. The corner of his eye swept the people around him, and it seemed that this mustache was their chief. didn't answer immediately, Wen Hui still had the leisure to study this thing, and the consequence of doing so was that the bayonet that was already very close was about to poke in the face.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just a bad guy caught up in the war, and I'm fleeing the threat of war." Of course, it's the local language, and the language pack was loaded in the process of repairing the head just now, so how can I do business if I can't communicate? Wen Hui tried to be as harmless as possible, as for the introduction information, he didn't look at it carefully, anyway, there is no request from the transaction partner, who is the thing sold to, let's see if I can make the first transaction here, I can still run!

"Name?"

"Dmitry, Dmitry Andreevich. Just call me Dmitry. The attitude of the mustache on the other side suddenly took a big turn.

The soldiers under his command couldn't help but wonder when they saw that their chief officer took the lead in collecting their weapons: "Sir? ”

"Put it away." Bazihu glanced at Wen Hui, "Be careful, too many people have died in this war, try to survive." ”

"Sir!" There are also soldiers who don't know the reason and are questioning.

"That's it! Put away your weapons, as he himself said, this is a hapless bastard who has been caught up in the flames of war. Look at his hands, there are no calluses, his skin is white and tender like a girl, there is no brim line on his head, his muscles are loose, and there is this sweat in his head, how can a qualified soldier and spy sweat so much on foot, he is an ordinary person. The other party ruthlessly explained his findings.

Oh, the sub-healthy physique cultivated by modern comfortable life still has such a role! Wen Hui sneered on his face, this guy is a little interesting.

"However, he could also be ......"

"Yes and what? We are Germania soldiers, not bandits or executioners, war is between soldiers and politicians, and involving civilians will only tarnish our honor. "Looks like this mustache is still a guy with a strong sense of honor," Sorry sir, you know, this damn war...... We were broken up and didn't know what was going to happen, so it was inevitable that there would be some overperformance. ”

It's the first time I've seen him so polite, Wen Hui smiled and nodded to show understanding: "Of course, this war is completely hell on earth, I understand." "Of course I understand, after all, I just came out of the scene.

"Wait!" Wen Hui stopped the mustache who was about to leave, "Can you take me one?" I'm completely unfamiliar with this place, just take me to a place where there are people, okay? "Since it's easy to talk, let's trouble a little more.

The eight-character beard who was stopped first turned back vigilantly, and after hearing Wen Hui's plan, he couldn't cry or laugh, this guy is really stupid and bold. However, looking at the surrounding environment, he still tapped his head, which was regarded as acquiescing to Wenhui's following.

Bumped into the evening, at this time, no matter how suspicious people were, they didn't think Wen Hui was a spy or something. This man could not keep up with the speed of an ordinary march, and he was a pampered fellow, with bruises on his hands and blisters under his feet, and it seemed that he had lost his carriage and servants.

"How much longer? Mr. Hess. Wen Hui huddled in front of the campfire, and asked while picking up water bubbles with wooden thorns, Hess was the bearded chief.

"Tomorrow we should be able to get to the nearest town." Mustache stared at the mushy dinner without turning his head, "How did you end up in this little place of Nice?" You don't look like you're a native of Nice. ”

"It's hard to put into words!" This time, Wen Hui told the truth, but this heartfelt emotion was a little more lonely in the eyes of others.

"It'll be fine, as long as the person is alive." Hess didn't speak, and a young imp next to him interjected and handed over a lunch box by the way.

"Thanks, Kane." Wen Hui didn't dislike the lunch box when he took it, and lowered his head and stuffed the paste in the lunch box into his mouth.