"Who knows? Maybe in the eyes of most people, internal friction is like boiling a frog in warm water." Han Xiao shrugged.
The Battle of Andrea was the final battle of the long war, the key battle that determined the structure of the Six Nations.
Andrea was the name of a continent that once had some countries. When the war broke out, the countries of the other continents seemed to have an unspoken agreement to use Andrea as the main battlefield, controlling the scope of the war, not wanting to let the war destroy the ecology of the entire planet. Countless missiles, tanks, and planes bombarded Andrea, and hundreds of millions of people lost their lives in Andrea.
After the war, Andrea's plants withered, the land was scorched, and the people were in a terrible situation. The rivers and lakes gave off the stench of rotting corpses, and the fertile green mountains were covered in a dark yellow shadow, becoming a dead zone. The Six Nations, on the other hand, retreated, leaving behind a mess and completely abandoning the Andrea Continent. They were like heartless scumbags. Now, there were very few survivors in Andrea, and all of them hated the Six Nations.
Han Xiao noticed the calluses on Hu Hongjun's palm. "You were in the army before?"
"Yes, I was in the army for more than ten years."
"I thought that all soldiers of a fallen country would choose to join the Germinal Organization."
Hu Hongjun shook his head and said, "My motherland was annexed by Stardragon through military negotiations. Those leaders have already compromised, so why should a soldier like me be so hostile? Although I don't like the Six Nations, I cherish the hard-won peace. The war has been going on for so many years, and it was about to end, but the Germinal Organization appeared out of nowhere, shouting the slogan of overthrowing the Six Nations, and attracted countless soldiers of a fallen country to join, wanting to start another war. Sigh, I'm just a boor, and I don't understand the ideals of the Six Nations and the Germinal Organization. I don't want to be involved in the war again. "
"Yes, war is too cruel. My eyes were blinded by a stun grenade that suddenly exploded. Old Hu took me everywhere and finally settled down. Although life as a wanderer is a little tough, it's much better than before."
As they spoke, the meat in the pot gradually emitted a fragrance. Han Xiao greedily sniffed and asked curiously, "How do you cook when you can't see?"
An Buman said, "Don't look down on me. Although I'm blind, I still have my sense of smell, hearing, and touch. I'm also nimble. I'm not a cripple."
Hu Hongjun smiled bitterly. "She's stubborn and won't let me take care of her no matter what."
"I can't drag you down by being a cripple." Ann's voice was filled with tenderness.
Hu Hongjun awkwardly scratched his head. It seemed that he was not used to teasing his wife in front of outsiders. He hurriedly changed the topic. "Right, I'll let you see my baby."
Han Xiao's expression changed slightly. He thought of some unhealthy things and quietly moved back.
Fortunately, Hu Hongjun did not take out a big treasure. He opened the box next to him and took out an old rifle wrapped in cloth. He proudly said, "Let's see if you know what it is."
Army Knife Rifle (Old)
Quality: Gray (White)
Basic Stats: Attack 38 – 40, Fire Rate 0.9/s, Magazine Capacity 20, Effective Range 200 meters, Damage Level 25, Durability 5/300
Bonus Attribute: DEX + 1
Length: 0.77 m
Weight: 7.1 lb
Additional Effect: Accuracy – Stable trajectory, low wind influence.
Remark: This weapon has participated in many battles with its owner.
"Good gun!" Han Technician's professionalism exploded. He praised, "Although it has been used for many years, it still feels so smooth. The barrel is long and straight, and the bullet has enough acceleration range. The force of the spray is definitely strong. The exterior is black and glossy, and the murderous aura is dense. En, it's really a lethal weapon."
Huh? Why did the atmosphere suddenly change? Was it an illusion?
"This is my old partner. It has been with me for almost ten years." Hu Hongjun laughed. "Don't look at the new exterior. That's because I always use oil. In fact, the components inside are all old. I haven't used this gun to hunt for a long time."
The two chatted happily, and before they knew it, the sky had turned dark.
An had finished cooking. A pot of fragrant meat broth filled the air. The broth was rich, pure white, and had the texture of milk. The meat was cooked thoroughly, and pieces of wild vegetables floated on top of the oily broth, embellishing it with a touch of emerald green. It was very appetizing.
The smell of the meat was like a seductive little fairy, firmly locking onto Han Xiao's gaze. He swallowed his saliva, and his stomach that had been tortured by food for seven days kept growling. His favorability towards Hu Hongjun kept popping up on top of his head.
After wolfing down his dinner, Hu Hongjun asked Han Xiao to stay for the night.
It was difficult to refuse such kindness, and considering that it was indeed difficult to travel at night, Han Xiao agreed. He used a curtain to separate a compartment in the tent, and Hu Hongjun and An made a bed for him.
"Your backpack is too big. I'll put it outside for you," An said.
The space in the tent was limited, and his compartment was very small. It could only fit a bed, and it certainly couldn't fit a backpack full of guns.
He thought about it and asked Hu Hongjun for a piece of animal skin. He picked out the extra guns in the backpack, unloaded all the bullets, removed the triggers, and wrapped them tightly in the animal skin, and put them in a corner. He was careful and put a leaf in the animal skin package. If the package was opened, he would find out the next day.
The backpack was filled with all the ammunition, and it was just the right size to put it at the end of the bed. Han Xiao filled a Type 73 WASP with bullets and put it under his pillow. Although he was very grateful for Hu Hongjun's warm hospitality, he couldn't relax his vigilance.
However, when Han Xiao's head hit the pillow, the tiredness that had lasted for seven days broke out, and he fell into the deepest sleep in the blink of an eye.
Hu Hongjun heard the slight snoring and shook his head with a smile. He whispered to An, "Looks like he's very tired. Don't disturb him."
An nodded and cleaned gently. She carried the pots and pans out of the tent and went outside to wash the dishes.
…
"Uncle, uncle! I'm hungry! "
Hu Fei rushed in recklessly. His face was covered in dirt, and there was a big bump on his forehead that was caused by a hard object. If Han Xiao had been awake, he would have recognized this guy as the long-haired young man who had robbed him during the day. At the same time, he was also Hu Hongjun's nephew.
Hu Hongjun frowned, "Where did you go today? I didn't see you for the whole day."
"I, I went hunting outside." Hu Fei was a yes-man. Since his father died, he had been living with Hu Hongjun. He was very afraid of his uncle.
Looking at his nephew's cowardly appearance, Hu Hongjun knew that he was lying. He pulled Hu Fei's ear and shouted in a low voice, "Did you go out to fool around again? I told you last time, if you take that broken gun out to scare people again, I will f * cking break your three legs! "
With his ear being twisted, Hu Fei was in so much pain that tears came out. He felt very wronged. Your nephew, I, stepped on a hard stone today. Not only was I hung and beaten, but I was also tied to a tree for half a day. I was so hungry that I was dizzy. Uncle, can't you be more reasonable?
"Don't be like this uncle, leave one leg for me." Hu Fei said with a sad face.
"Then do you want to leave the left leg or the right leg?"
"The one in the middle …"
"Don't even think about it, I will definitely break that leg." Hu Hongjun raised his hand and suddenly remembered that he could not disturb Han Xiao's sleep, so he let go of Hu Fei and said bitterly, "I will beat you again tomorrow."
Hu Fei noticed that there was an extra person in the tent. He curiously looked over and wanted to see who the guest was. It would have been better if he did not see, but when he saw, Hu Fei's face turned pale.
Isn't this the fierce person from the day?
Aiya, his forehead hurt even more.
"What are you looking at, get out of here and sleep." Hu Hongjun grumbled. To his surprise, Hu Fei did not refute. He looked as if he had seen a ghost. He rolled and crawled out of the room. Hu Hongjun was baffled. He touched his face and wondered if he was really that ugly.
…
Hu Fei ran out of the tent in a panic. He only reacted when the night wind blew.
"That's not right, why am I running? This is my home!"
That ferocious man just so happened to run into my hands. How could I let him off so easily? Hu Fei was about to turn around, but the scene of Han Xiao hitting him flashed in his mind. He stopped in his tracks and did not have the guts to look for Han Xiao.
Although he was afraid, it would be nonsense to say that Hu Fei did not hold any grudges against Han Xiao. He did not dare to look for trouble with Han Xiao, but he was not willing to just let it go.
"Hu Fei, oh Hu Fei, show some of your manly courage and take revenge for your grievances!"
Hu Fei made up his mind and thought of a way to take revenge. He was very curious about Han Xiao's bulging backpack. He had noticed the animal skin package in the tent just now. Hu Fei clearly remembered that there was no such thing in his house, so it must be the fierce person's luggage.
…
In the middle of the night, it was quiet. Everyone in the settlement was asleep. Hu Fei, who had been waiting for a long time, finally made his move. He tiptoed and sneaked into the tent like a thief. He carefully touched the animal skin package.
"Hehe, let me see what you brought."
Hu Fei's eyes widened as he opened the layers of animal skin. He was so shocked that he almost fell on his butt.
Guns!
All of them were excellent guns!
Hu Fei was ecstatic. His eyes were filled with greed. It was indeed good stuff!
He wanted to take all the guns, but when he thought of Han Xiao's fierce look, his courage shrunk. If that fierce person found out that his luggage was missing, he would definitely kill him.
"I can't take all of them …"
Hu Fei was reluctant. He gritted his teeth and picked up two Type 73 WASP pistols. He did not have the guts to take more.
"Forget it, at least my uncle treated you well. It's not too much to take two of your guns." Hu Fei convinced himself. He returned the animal skin package to its original state and left quietly.
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