With such a thrilling and magical combat experience, Ding Chen became a god-like existence in the eyes of several surviving soldiers, so Ding Chen casually made up a nonsense, saying that he was a soldier of the special operations brigade in the theater, codenamed Dragon Group, and was performing wilderness survival training. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ding Chen agreed, and seriously told them that the number of his unit was kept secret, so he must use the name "Dragon Group", and then stopped these soldiers to guard the spider and continued training by himself, never thinking about what these soldiers would look like when they heard that there was no unit called "Theater Special Operations Brigade".

In fact, the soldiers were convinced of his nonsense, and even when they later heard that there was no such combat unit at all, they still believed that it was a high-level secret unit. Later, this spider with a sparse appearance became the first mechanical spider with a complete interior captured in the Northwest Theater, and after becoming the treasure of the whole military region, the "dragon group" that hid its merits and fame became a legend on the front line.

Ding Chen said goodbye to these soldiers, picked up his backpack and continued on the road, but he was already much more careful than before. According to the squad leader, there should be another spider in this area, and judging by the traces left by the two battlefields, Ding Chen felt that the two spiders that were destroyed should not be the murderers who ambushed another combat squad.

Thinking of a mechanical spider that would take the initiative to ambush and hide in the dark, Ding Chen felt a chill in his back, and he didn't dare to enter the grove that he loved to drill, so he tried to choose an open area to travel.

Obviously, the delay in finding the last spider made the people in charge of the Northwest Theater also begin to feel uneasy, so in the next few days, low-altitude search drones often appeared on the top of Ding Chen's head. These drones are equipped with metal detectors, mainly used for low-altitude search robots, and they turn a blind eye to Ding Chen, who is obviously sanctified in the flesh in field equipment, but it increases Ding Chen's complete sense of activity in the field.

Two days later, Ding Chen came across a natural village.

Walking through the fields of Qianmo, Ding Chen came to the edge of the village, just in time to see a few boys running out of the village, seeing Ding Chen standing in the field, the children in front of him hurriedly stopped, but the children who followed behind suddenly crashed into a ball behind him.

Ding Chen smiled, let go of the hand holding the handle of the gun, walked over with open hands and asked, "Do you have a well here?" ”

He had run out of water and needed to be rehydrated.

The child who took the lead was about seven or eight years old, but he was the oldest of the group, and he wore a tattered single coat that was noticeably larger, with patches on top of each other, and there was actually a place for exposed flesh.

On a cold day, although the boy ran hot, he still had a string of snot hanging on it, and it looked dirty.

He looked sideways at Ding Chen and said loudly, "Yes, I'll take you there." ”

Ding Chen smiled and followed a group of chirping children through the village to the village well.

This is a very common mechanical well in rural areas, in fact, a pipe is driven into the ground, and then a manual pumping machine is installed on it, and when it is used, it needs to be watered on the piston first to act as a temporary water seal.

Next to the well was a stone hewn trough with a broken basin on it, and Ding Chen poured water on the piston with the broken basin, and then handed the kettle to the boy and asked him to help catch the water.

Ding Chen quickly took two jugs of water, drank a full drink, and was about to leave, when the child asked, "Are you a soldier?" ”

"yes." Ding Chen laughed and pointed to the gun on his body, "You haven't seen this?" ”

The boy shook his head and said, "I've only seen pictures." After saying that, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I touch it?" ”

Ding Chen smiled, remembering his childhood dream, so he unloaded the magazine and handed over the rifle, which he picked up when he cleaned the battlefield for the first time, and at the same time, the bazooka he picked up had been used, and the rifle had no chance to be used. The caliber of this thing is too big, even if it is used for hunting, it is suitable for hunting bears.

The other boys who were cowering and huddled together to peek at Ding Chen saw that the boy got the gun, and their curiosity suddenly overcame their fear of strangers, and they ran over in a swarm, screaming and jumping around the boy.

Ding Chen stretched his waist, sat down next to the stone trough, watched the children play, and then turned his head very vigilantly and saw an old man walking slowly with a cane.

The old man looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, and one leg was so lame that he could only drag it to the ground, and he couldn't bear it at all. However, the old man's hands seem to be very strong, and he can completely use crutches to support his body when walking.

He walked over to meet Ding Chen's gaze, looked at him, shook his head and said, "The gun is not a toy, you shouldn't give them the gun to play with." ”

"You've been a soldier, too." Ding Chen asked casually. In fact, he could see at a glance that the old man's leg should have been injured on the battlefield.

The old man laughed self-deprecatingly, "Everyone here has been a soldier. After saying this, he hesitated for a moment and added, "Most people. ”

Ding Chen nodded, he had heard of the conscription system in the Northwest Theater, so he had no disagreement with the old man's words, and got up and planned to help the old man sit down, but he didn't expect the old man to wave his hand and refuse, "It's easy to sit down, but it's hard to stand up again." He lamented, "I don't have a few years left to stand." ”

Ding Chen saw that his gaze kept turning on those children, and asked, "Is your grandson inside?" ”

"Grandson." The old man said, "Take the gun." ”

Ding Chen nodded, he didn't ask the old man what he used to do, but he could feel his difference, so it was not strange that the boy who led the way was the grandchild of the old man, this village is not close to the road, ordinary children have probably never seen a few strangers when they grow up so big, even if they are willing to lead the way, they will not be bold enough to take the initiative to ask if they can borrow a gun to play.

The two of them were silent for a while, and the old man suddenly said, "Where did you become a soldier?" ”

Ding Chen hesitated for a moment and replied, "Capital District." ”

The old man looked at him in surprise. Ding Chen's accent obviously didn't grow up in the Northwest Theater, but he didn't expect Ding Chen to come from the Capital Region, he glanced at Ding Chen and said, "There are not many people in the Capital Region who are willing to be soldiers. ”

"yes." Ding Chen said: "But someone has to be in charge." ”

The old man smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed, "No, no." ”

Ding Chen was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, and several men rode in from outside the village.

The old man frowned, threw down Ding Chen, and greeted him with a cane.

Ding Chen didn't follow, squinting at the person sitting high on the horse and talking to the old man, the voices of both of them were very loud, and they didn't have to worry about hearing clearly.

The person who came on horseback also found Ding Chen, a stranger, so the first thing he said was to ask his identity, and when he heard that it was a soldier passing by, he was relieved, and then said something.

Ding Chen was very surprised to find that this person actually came to collect protection money, and it was not the first time he had come. The old man argued that after the village had already paid the grain during the autumn harvest, the man actually said that the price of grain was too low today, so he had to make up for it, and in the past few days, a robot army had parachuted in, and it was they who drove away the robots, so they also asked everyone to pay for the food.

The old man naturally refused, and the two argued a few words, and the man said angrily: "Old lame, I will give you face, don't you dare to beat you." Dare to call everyone out, I told them. ”

Ding Chen thought for a moment and beckoned to the boy who was still holding his rifle but staring at his grandfather. The child was watching intently, and didn't notice Ding Chen, but was reminded by his companion, so he ran over with a gun.

Ding Chen took the rifle, checked the bolt, and asked, "Those people are doing things for the government?" How can I still charge extra? ”

The boy shook his head, "They are from the Security Council, and the state does not accept our food." ”

"I'm X." Ding Chen said: "There is still a puppet army in this place? He straightened up, stood up directly, and said with a smile: "This is good, the white dog meets the old Balu, what do you say?" (To be continued.) )