Section 201 The tip of the gun
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Insects may have evolved quite close to humans, and Xia Dong has no doubt that the current situation will continue for hundreds of years. A group of insects that can use chopsticks, knives and forks can probably be born on the earth. It's just that for now, such a scenario is too far away. It's so far away that you don't even have to think about it.
In addition to the large number of items that have disappeared inexplicably, the various traces left on the ground also seem to indicate a certain problem. Rubble and rubble are the most common things that fill the ruins. These inanimate objects go unnoticed at any time. However, the careful summer and winter found that the rubble in this building was obviously more special.
The blood is below, and the stones are above.
Such a situation seems to be normal. But the hidden meaning is extremely terrifying. Because, compared to the blood-stained ground, the stones all over it appear quite "clean". They weren't even splashed to any drops of blood. Not only that, but the dry and hard blood stains were obviously mixed with a large amount of black-gray soil. It looks as if someone has deliberately placed it in order to confuse the eye.
Obviously, the stone should have been sprinkled after the fact. As for the dirt, it was used to cover the blood that covered the ground.
All of this is as if it were a deliberately faked killing scene. Forgery is no stranger to Xia Dong. In his hunting career, he also used various traps to trick and trap bugs. But such a desperate attempt to disguise blood and death. In addition to those detective books that have been handed down from ancient times to the present day, it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.
"Everything here was documented and all the details were photographed. After collating it into a book, it was sent back to Dragon City. The avant-garde posts were ordered to be on higher alert. As soon as you notice anything out of the ordinary, fire immediately. No matter what the enemy is, I want to die, not live. "Unlike those who like to explore the mystery, Xia Dong may also have extreme bloodlust and fanaticism in his bones. However, this is only for the enemy. In his opinion, instead of desperately looking for the terrible truth in this strange incident, it is better to defend his current defense line and position. Just keep a firm grip on the weapon in your hand. No matter how clever the opponent is hidden in the shadows. No matter how unpredictable the trick is, you can be invincible.
The best enemy is the dead. This is a wise quote he learned from an ancient book. It's also a motto that he deeply believes. Xia Dong's report was telegraphed to Tianxiang an hour later. Looking at these bloody photos and on-site records, Tianxiang obviously has a more positive understanding of his inner judgment. on this. He didn't express any opinions, just silently, slowly handed this document from the forefront of the north to Zhan Feng and others on the side......
Time, another month passed in a nervous wait. Although the construction of the fortress is advancing at a frantic pace every day, there is only less than a month left before the completion date set by Tianxiang. At this time, an encrypted telegram was quietly delivered to Tianxiang.
The telegram was sent back by Xia Dong. The content above is also very simple. It's just a few lines.
"At 2 o'clock this morning, according to the aerial reconnaissance report, a large number of foreign hunters were found 80 kilometers north of our army. As a rough estimate, the number should be more than 100,000. Tianxiang did not comment on the contents of the telegram. He just casually called the guards on the side and ordered them to be copied in a few copies. After giving it to Zhan Feng, Qin Guang and the others, he said to himself thoughtfully in a voice that was difficult for others to hear: "What should come is still coming after allγγγγγγ "To the north of the defensive line of the 2nd Combat Division is a desert known as "Kaji". It is said that this desert has existed since the time of ancient human civilization more than 600 years ago. It is also a natural threat to Beijing, the capital of the Asian Federation. Every year, a large amount of sand and dust rises with the wind and invades Beijing from the air. In the long run, this international metropolis will sooner or later become a deserted and dead place. In order to put an end to this worrying possibility, ancient environmentalists have come up with a variety of solutions. Two of the most striking and thoroughly implemented examples are those that have been thoroughly implemented. The first is to plant a large number of trees between the desert and Beijing, and use a dense forest belt to keep the sand and dust out. Another method that has also been implemented, but with different merits, is to use the artificial earthquake technology that has been mastered to carry out underground blasting in the same area, and use the power of the earth itself to recreate a continuous mountain range. Become the biggest barrier between the desert and the city. The mountains created by the ancients became the foundation of the northern fortresses. And the terrible desert, which is said to be shrouded in death, has also stopped the wandering hunters from going north for thousands of years. However, now it seems to have lost its proper role. Because, on the day the telegram was sent, Xia Dong, who was standing on the high guard tower, could clearly see through the telescope: those alien hunters who had come across the vast desert and were gathering in front of his army. Hunter is the exclusive name given to themselves by the surviving humans after the war, and it is also the truest portrayal of the people who are struggling on the line of death. Xia Dong will never forget that before he met Tianxiang, he lived a life of just struggling with hunger. Of course, it was at that time that I was also the most suitable for the bitter and bloody title of "hunter". Time is passing by minute by minute. A few hours later, the naked eye could only see the vague expanse of black in the distance. However, Xia Dong, who had been observing the movements of the other party from the telescope, could clearly see the miserable face of the other party that had been magnified, shrouded in fatigue and hunger.
Obviously, they are also human. This can be easily distinguished from the facial features of its body. However. They weren't all the same human beings. Because, the most basic difference in appearance, has already illustrated this. A high raised forehead, deep-set eye sockets, broad shoulders, a tall figure, and the obvious difference between black hair, and the heterochromatic brilliance radiating from the eyes...... Everything shows that these exotic hunters of unknown origin do not belong to the Asian race. Their clothes are rather disheveled, and there is no uniform dress at all. Its ground function is probably only used to keep warm. Xia Dong saw: a man with a scumbag beard. Actually tore open a skirt that was clearly a woman's dress. Slipped just below his chest. As for his trousers, they were sewn together from several pieces of rags of different colors. One of the most striking is probably the strange white fabric in the center of the "pants". The style it has makes Xia Dong think hard for a long time about its former function. In the end, it was the two slender straps that hung on the seams of his trousers that made him suddenly realize. It was a bra, a bra that ancient women had to have. However, only half of the two triangles that prevent the breasts from sagging are now left. And this tattered bra, the position it occupies, is exactly the proudest bulge between the legs of the man's pants...... the proudest bulge.
There are many people like this who just want warmth regardless of their appearance. They put almost everything that can protect them from the cold. It looks like an extremely bloated coat. As for whether the bodies encased in them are muscular or skinny, only their own owners can know! Steel spears and throwing spears, weapons that were once extremely familiar and played an important role, have long been forgotten in Xia Dong's memory. Now, like old friends they hadn't seen for many years, had reappeared in the hands of aliens. One hundred thousand is quite a huge number. If you use it on people. It was a spectacular scene that ordinary people could hardly imagine. Looking at the black crowd approaching him step by step, the soldiers guarding the bunker fortifications would also feel a little panicked and afraid. It's not because the other party is strong, it's just because of the pressure. The inexplicable pressure that permeates the air from a huge quantity. It's breathless, almost suffocating.
Think about it, 100,000 people marching together on the ground, what a huge earthquake it would cause? "Poor peopleγγγγγγ"
Xia Dong muttered and gently lowered the telescope in his hand. He never dreamed that the enemy he was going to face would be such a group of miserable hunters. Looking at the tattered strips of cloth hanging on their bodies, and then looking at the warm general's uniform on their bodies, which was guarded with bark fibers and insect feltγγγγγγ at that moment, Xia Dong really wanted to send someone to open the logistics warehouse, take out the thousands of military coats stored inside, and send a meager warmth to these poor peopleγγγγγγ but the order of the great patriarch was not to let anyone pass through this temporary line of defense. It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders. No matter how ridiculous or unreasonable the order is, he can only resolutely carry it out.
Speaking from the heart, Xia Dong is definitely a kind person. Although he had killed many people, he did not hesitate to order the execution of several hunters who had entered the defensive circle simply out of curiosity during his garrison. But that's all because of my profession. Sometimes, in order to ensure that the goal is achieved, the interests of some people can only be sacrificed. He sympathized with these people and wanted to help them. But there is no way, the orders of the patriarch must be resolutely carried out.
The crowd on the opposite side continued to approach. The speed of the movement was very slow, but it showed no signs of wanting to stop.
"Bring them some food and clothes!" At the moment when he picked up the telescope, Xia Dong even gave birth to an inexplicable pity in his mind. His task is to garrison, as long as these people are not allowed to pass through the defensive line, other material help should still be feasible. However, such a thought was only a fleeting thought. Soon, a tight wrinkle involuntarily twisted between the eyebrows, which was covered by the telescopic lens.
"How so?" Xia Dong was talking to himself. Obviously, he also found something in the crowd opposite, which represented a different meaning.
Spear guns. The spears and spears that were tightly grasped in the hands of the hunters caught his special attention. Probably because of personal experience? For the kind of spear spear spear sharpened out of steel bar, Xia Dong has always had some kind of inexplicable feelings. On those days when guns weren't available yet. The sharp, sharp, pitching spear, made of steel bar, is the only tool that can fight bugs and get food. Therefore, the daily maintenance and maintenance of spear guns was also the biggest hobby and pastime in Xia and Dong's free time. Excavated from the concrete heap of the ruins, the surface is a thick long steel bar with a spiral pattern, which has incomparable hardness and toughness. It is natural that it is the best material for spear guns. However, it was wanted to turn the rebar into a usable spear gun. No one other than those who have tried it themselves and done it will not understand what kind of arduous process it can be.
There is an old saying: "As long as there is perseverance, an iron rod can be sharpened into an embroidery needle." "The rebar is obviously much harder than the iron bar, and the only way to get a fully sharpened rebar without any melting equipment is to rub it back and forth on the rough stone surface by hand. One can imagine what a difficult process it would be.
As a hunter, Xia Dong once owned more than one spear gun. Like this get rid of the existing weapons, if there is only one. Apparently the most stupid act. To this day, he could never forget that it took him more than two months to grind two hard steel bars into a slender spear tip. And in order to sharpen the rough and blunt gun head into a sharp mouth, he spent countless hours on the basis of the time. Each spear gun embodies the hunter's painstaking efforts, and the later maintenance of the tip of the spear is compared to the stiff polishing. Obviously, it takes more effort from its owner. After all, the spear is a very hard thing, but it's also extremely fragile. The uneven temperature of heat and cold, the rusty nature of water, and the weaknesses of steel itself all make this simple weapon a matter of considerable importance. If you're not careful, it will quietly break and bend when you need it most. Or, the sharp spear head that kills people will gradually become blunt and bald in the laziness of the ownerγγγγγγ
You have to be armed to stay alive. Everyone understands this. However, from the high-magnification telescope, Xia Dong was surprised to find that the spears and spears held by these miserable hunters were actually covered with a thick layer of rust. Others have long since lost their sharp tips. Instead, there is a slightly bald, rounded, blunt arched protrusion.
If this happened to a small number of people, Xia Dong might not be so surprised. However, from the current situation, it seems that this group of hunters from the north, and the weapons they have, are without exception. This cannot but raise suspicions. It's not normal, it's extremely abnormal.
"Could it be that it has something to do with the weather?" Suddenly, thinking of Xia Dong at this level, I began to find quite good excuses for what I saw and doubted. After all, after the closure of the "umbrella", the frequent rainfall has caused many metal objects exposed to the air to produce terrible rust stains. As for the ancient steel bars that have been buried underground for hundreds of years, it is naturally not a problem. This doesn't seem to be the best explanation, though. The skeptical Xia Donghe thought about it for a long time, and finally decided: send a soldier to contact the other party and order them to stay where they are and not to go any further.
The manned hovercraft has been dispatched, and the soldiers have been accompanied by more than a dozen boxes full of canned insect meat. Although it is impossible to distinguish whether these aliens are friends or foes, in Xia Dong's eyes, they are nothing more than a group of humans running around for food. I don't think there will be any suspicious thoughts! Two hours later, the contacted soldiers had returned. According to him, the other party has promised that he will never make any further moves towards the dragon defense zone without permission......
However, the crowd on the opposite side was still slowly but surely walking towards this side. At that moment, Xia Dong was really very skeptical that the soldier standing beside him and blushing had completed the task assigned to him? Now is not the time to hold accountable. The other party's reply was obviously deceptive, which also made Xia Dong a little more vigilant. He made up his mind that no matter what tricks the other party played, as soon as he came into the effective firing range, he would immediately order the shot. There is no emotion to tell.
The crowd of black presses is still moving forward unhurriedly. It's just that the speed of movement is much slower than before. And those who are at the forefront of the crowd are gradually becoming a little sparse. It seems that the hunters who stayed behind are staying where they are quietly preparing somethingγγγγγγ In the tower on the defensive line, the soldier operating the six-barreled machine gun was nervously watching all the changes on the opposite side. The finely arranged bullets are also ready to come out at any time, and at an extremely cheerful speed, they rush into the flesh-filled bodiesγγγγγ