"Pay attention to your breathing." Yang Xiaojin said, "When your lungs take in air, they'll quickly change your posture. It might not be obvious, but for a sniper, any mistake in the slightest can be fatal."
"The eagle is flying too high, so you can only wait for it to circle downwards and seize the opportunity to close the distance. This opportunity is fleeting."
For a sniper, they had to make a decision when the opportunity presented itself. They could not hesitate at all.
With a bang, Ren Xiaosu pulled the trigger at the eagle high up in the sky. The huge recoil of the sniper rifle and the shockwave emitted from the barrel kicked up a huge cloud of dust on the yellow soil around him.
This was Yang Xiaojin's firearm. She had conjured it up for Ren Xiaosu to use.
Today was Ren Xiaosu's actual combat training, and he was shooting at the eagle in the sky. But right from the start, Yang Xiaojin had given him the highest level of difficulty. She made him aim at the eagle's head.
After the shot, the eagle was unscathed and flew away in fright.
The corners of Yang Xiaojin's mouth curled up. "Do you still think your marksmanship is good?"
Ren Xiaosu pretended to be puzzled. "I clearly shot it in the head, so why is it fine? Maybe it's because it's mutated?"
"Come on." Yang Xiaojin curled her lips. "No matter how mutated it is, it's still a eagle. It's not a genetically modified product controlled by the Pyro Company, so it can't withstand a sniper bullet. You said you shot it in the head, so why is it fine? "
Ren Xiaosu pondered it and said, "Maybe it doesn't have a brain."
"Hur hur." Yang Xiaojin put away the sniper rifle. "We can't shoot any further. The sound of the sniper rifle is too loud and will attract the attention of the bandits."
"Mhm." Ren Xiaosu nodded. In the past two days, he had listened to a lot of advanced knowledge about firearms, but he still needed a lot of practice.
He had already been delayed for an entire day because of his spear practice, but Yang Xiaojin did not seem to be in a hurry. She did not seem to be in a hurry at all, patiently accompanying him in his spear practice.
However, the mission of suppressing the bandits was clearly more important now, so he wasn't in a hurry to practice his marksmanship.
"If we encounter a refugee settlement, will they welcome us?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.
"We don't necessarily welcome them, but we don't reject them either." Yang Xiaojin said, "Everyone relies on a water source to farm. You plant your crops, and I'll plant mine. Many of the refugees didn't bring any food with them when they first escaped, so they'll use the money they saved up from the factories to buy some food and seeds. After all, it would take a long time for the crops to grow. This is something the refugees in the settlement want to see. Moreover, new refugees will also bring information from the outside world. "
"It's strange that we haven't encountered any bandits along the way," Ren Xiaosu said with a frown.
Not seeing any bandits in a place where bandits were rampant was like not seeing any fish in the sea. Something unusual must have happened in this valley.
"Look." Yang Xiaojin suddenly pointed in front of her after they climbed over a hill. She saw a small river meandering across the land in front of them, and many refugees were digging ditches by the river. They were trying to dig new ditches that could irrigate crops before the arrival of spring.
When the refugees saw Yang Xiaojin and Ren Xiaosu, they felt relieved when they realized they were dressed as refugees.
These people were very smart. If you were disguised as a stronghold resident, they would be able to tell at a glance. Just as Ren Xiaosu had said, it all depended on the details.
When Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin got closer, an auntie wiped her sweat and said before they could say anything, "Do you want to buy some sorghum seeds? It's just in time for the spring sowing. "
"I'll buy it." Ren Xiaosu took out a cloth bag from his pocket and flipped it open several layers before he saw some loose change inside. When the refugees saw this, they felt even more relieved. How could the big shots in the stronghold put on such a convincing act?
But there were still people who were worried. "Where did y 'all escape from?"
Ren Xiaosu cursed, "At the mine, we were supposed to be paid 21 yuan for carrying a ton of coal, but it was suddenly reduced to 20 yuan and 60 cents. Furthermore, they even had to deduct the cost of the materials. They're really killing me."
A refugee laughed. "It's even worse than when I was at the mine."
But at this moment, an auntie suddenly said, "But it's not the right time for you and your wife to escape."
Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin were stunned. They had been playing tricks on each other for a long time just to argue over who was the eldest. In the end, Ren Xiaosu suffered a loss and became the younger brother, while Yang Xiaojin became the older sister.
But even though they had a good discussion, their identities suddenly changed here.
Refugees usually got married quite early so that they could have children early. When their children grew up, they could even help the family with the chores. That was what everyone thought. Therefore, the two of them looked young in the stronghold. But here, they just happened to be of marriageable age.
Besides, in this day and age, who would escape together unless they were husband and wife? If someone else reported them while they were escaping, that person could even get a reward.
This caught the two of them off guard. Ren Xiaosu stole a glance at Yang Xiaojin as he did not know how Yang Xiaojin would react. If Yang Xiaojin insisted on explaining and aroused the refugees' suspicions, they would have to retreat. It would not be a problem for them to find another way into the valley.
However, Yang Xiaojin just smiled and did not explain her identity. Instead, she tacitly agreed. "Why did we come at the wrong time? Did something happen?"
"Let me tell you, the bandits in the North have been in chaos recently, and quite a few people have been killed." The auntie said earnestly, "We're all quite panicked, so I wonder if it will affect us."
"What's wrong with the bandits?" Ren Xiaosu asked, "We're just farming. What can they do to us?"
"I heard that there are three groups of people in the North who are at loggerheads with each other. They're all trying to unite all the bandits in the valley. Two of them are especially fierce, and it seems like they even have supernatural beings among them. They kill anyone who doesn't submit to them." The auntie explained, "I'll tell you in advance that it's fine for you and your wife to stay here and farm together. But if any bandits come and ask if you want to submit to them, you'll have to say yes and don't go against them."
"Sure." Ren Xiaosu agreed. "What if another group comes after this group leaves?"
The auntie waved it off. "We'll submit to whoever comes. There's no need to be particular. We just have to farm."
This was the rule of survival for the refugees. If they submitted, they would not cause any trouble. The bandits could fight however they wanted with each other, and they would submit to whoever came …
In any case, the bandits were no longer interested in their seeds and crops. For some reason, the bandits were getting richer and better even though there was no one left to rob.
Last year, when the Soong Clan's regular army came to the valley, they ended up getting beaten up by several groups of bandits!
How could this be something that ordinary bandits could do? If they could fucking defeat the regular army, would they still be bandits?!
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