Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Chen Weizheng was infuriated. He was just about to find a place to test the anti-aircraft machine gun when a target appeared. His luck was really good. He couldn't even block it. Whatever he wanted to get would come.
Chen Weizheng moved his finger and arrived at the top of the mountain south of Jiuming Village.
Looking south, Chen Weizheng knew what Wu Guangxian meant by hell on earth! Two kilometers away, there was a mountain pass. On one side of the mountain pass was the surging Wen River, and on the other side was a five to six meter wide dirt road. On the dirt road, there was a three meter tall iron net. Inside the iron net, there was peace. Outside the iron net, it was hell on earth.
Women and children were sitting in the dirt with bags beside them. Their eyes were lifeless as they looked at the iron net. The old men were covered in dirt. Their hands were like claws, and their feet were muddy. They were also looking at the iron net with hopeful eyes. Would the iron net open at a fixed time? Chen Weizheng was curious.
Soon, the secret was revealed. Inside the iron net, someone pushed out a few wooden carts. The wooden carts were steaming hot. Chen Weizheng took out his binoculars and looked carefully. They were steamed buns!
The people outside the iron net went crazy. They tried their best to squeeze into the net, not to get in, but to get a steamed bun. The iron net could not hold on any longer. Seeing that it was about to fall, a person who looked like Wu Guangxian shouted something. The people inside the iron net started to throw the steamed buns from the carts far away. When the people outside the iron net saw this, they started to observe where the steamed buns would land. Every time a steamed bun landed on the ground, they would swarm over. Seeing this scene, Chen Weizheng thought of a game in the Red River. It was called Snatching Fireworks. But this scene was even more dangerous. There was an old man who had broken his leg and was wailing on the ground. From the distance, Chen Weizheng could not hear what he was crying about. But from his expression, he was in extreme pain and anger.
No wonder there was a guy called Zhang Yanghao in the Yuan Dynasty who made a song called Hillside Sheep. It was because there was a sentence in the song, "When the people rise, the people suffer; when the people die, the people suffer." That was the truth. Not to mention the rise and fall of the country, even political disputes brought disaster to the people.
Chen Weizheng was very excited to see this. He was not a good person and had never sympathized with foreigners. In his dictionary, other than his countrymen, he did not care about the life and death of other people. It was said that in this place, the Wa Kingdom's Changdao Gang was a branch of the same clan as the Flat Blade Clan in China. These steamed buns were probably the meaning of these clans in China. There was more or less a human element in them, so people could feel sympathy and affection. However, looking at the old man whose leg was broken, not only would he not be grateful for the actions of his fellow sect members in the net, he would instead hate them to the bone. Chen Weizheng also felt that the act of throwing steamed buns was very creative. If one got used to throwing them and suddenly forgot to throw them one day, it would probably be very fun. Suddenly, Chen Weizheng thought of a phrase: teasing monkeys. Hehe, no wonder Darwin said that monkeys and humans were the same species. The only difference between them was that humans threw steamed buns while monkeys snatched them.
After the steamed buns were thrown, peace was restored both inside and outside the net.
Chen Weizheng saw a mountain not far away in the south. There was a light layer of snow on the top of the mountain. Chen Weizheng decided to go there and wait for the two boring planes.
On the top of the mountain, in the biting cold wind, Chen Weizheng took out an anti-aircraft machine gun. He had just installed it when the two boring planes arrived.
It was Chen Weizheng's first time shooting a plane, so he had no experience. Fortunately, the new anti-aircraft machine gun was more advanced, so it was not difficult to learn. A computer screen on the anti-aircraft machine gun showed the speed, height, size, and tracking of the two flying objects. Chen Weizheng clicked on the first plane, and the anti-aircraft machine gun automatically aimed at it. Soon, it entered the attack range. Chen Weizheng pressed the button, and three bombs were shot out in a triangular formation. After three explosions, one of the bright spots on the radar disappeared. The machine gun automatically locked on to the second bright spot. Chen Weizheng pressed the button without hesitation. Soon, the second bright spot also disappeared. The whole process took less than a minute. Chen Weizheng was not satisfied at all. He put away the gun and lay on the top of the snowy mountain in disappointment.
This was not fun at all! The anti-aircraft machine gun had electricity and could be integrated with a computer. With radar, JPS, and an automatic tracking system, shooting planes was easier than playing Angry Birds. This despicable Feng Shengguo. He made the gun like this. How was he going to win this battle? Not fun. It was not fun at all. Maybe it was because the MiG-29 was too slow. The next time he tried to use the anti-aircraft machine gun to shoot the Qinglong 15, it should be more fun.
Chen Weizheng was bored and thinking. The Wa Kingdom was already in chaos. Two MiG-29 fighter planes on duty were shot down and exploded in the air. Even the pilots did not have a chance to escape. When the Changdao Gang mastered new weapons, new technology, and how should they retaliate? For a moment, there was a lot of discussion in the international community. Condemnation, curses, threats, and so on.
All these, Chen Weizheng did not know. There was no mobile signal in Xiuming Village.
For dinner, there were 12 tables in Xiuming Village. It was a welcome dinner for Zheng Jianyi and for Chen Weizheng. Chen Weizheng took out the 4 batteries from the motorcycle and made it into a 240V battery pack. He connected the wires that he had prepared beforehand and installed a few ordinary energy-saving lamps. In Xiuming Village, it was the first time that they did not need oil lamps for dinner.
During dinner, Chen Weizheng asked Zheng Jianyi about the car tracks he saw near the barbed wire fence. There was a road from the barbed wire fence to Xiuming Village. Cars should be able to drive here. But why were there no cars? Zheng Jianyi told him that 15 kilometers from the county, there was a border trade port. Cars could enter the Wa Kingdom through the port. After traveling 30 kilometers in the Wa Kingdom, there was a hydroelectric dam. After another 5 kilometers, they would arrive at the barbed wire fence. In the past, when the Wa Kingdom was not at war, they could walk along this road freely. No one would check passports. Now, it was still the same. They could walk freely, but the problem was that they did not dare to walk. The Changdao Gang and the Wa Kingdom Gang were the same. They would rob anything they saw.
Chen Weizheng said that they could consider getting a solar panel in Xiuming Village. It could solve at least three problems. First, communication, second, charging, and third, lighting. If they could add wind power, they should be able to supply the basic electricity needs of the village.
Zheng Jianyi told him that there should have been electricity. There was a hydroelectric dam 7 kilometers away, but it had not been activated yet. It had been occupied by the Changdao Gang of the Wa Kingdom, so it could not generate electricity. It had been delayed again and again until now.
Chen Weizheng realized that Zheng Jianyi did not have any concept of borders. What was here was his, and what was there was also his. There was no distinction between the two. When he asked him the reason, he said that in the past, the war was not so fierce. There was no distinction between the two sides. Barter trade was fair. It was just that in the past few years, the conflict had become more and more fierce. It was really hard for the people to make a living.
Seeing that they were chatting happily, Zheng Jianer interrupted, "In fact, trade has been going on for a long time now. They need our necessities very much. As long as we have food and necessities, they will even take apart the statues in the temple to exchange for them. It's just that we don't have guns, so we can't beat them. "
"I have a lot of guns," Chen Weizheng said. "The problem is that once we use guns, the situation will escalate. The consequences will be difficult to deal with. How many weapons do you think you have to ensure your trade? "
"Having ten AK-47s is not a small force!" Zheng Jian'er said.
Zheng Jianyi smiled. This guy's request was really small! Ten AK-47s was the standard of a class. Chen Weizheng said, "After the New Year, bring your people to our experimental area for training. I will equip you with as many sets of weapons as you send. When you come back, you can drive a few cars back. If you want to do something big, then do it big."
"How many sets of weapons will you equip me with?" Zheng Jian'er asked in disbelief.
"How many people do you have?" Chen Weizheng asked.
"More than a hundred."
"Do you know how many I have?"
Zheng Jian'er shook his head. Chen Weizheng told him, "I have a mountain division."
Wu Guangxian knew about this mountain division. He tugged at Zheng Jian'er's clothes and asked him to quickly agree. This brother would not lie to him.
Wu Guangxian said, "If we have weapons, the village will let Wenjiangkou, which is the area near the iron net, be handled by Xiuming Village. I see that your electric motorcycles are quite powerful. If possible, we can get a motorbike team and send some small but valuable goods over the path you came from today. Right now, the Wa Kingdom's small jade, large jade, and old wood carvings are very popular. Some bronze Buddha statues are also pets in the collector's world. As long as we have guns, we have money. "
Chen Weizheng felt that this guy was not a village official, but a Wagang Village leader.
They chatted as they ate. The Mongolian gazelle tasted good. It was fragrant!
Yesterday in Chen Village, they did not drink to their heart's content. Today in Xiuming Village, they used barrels of home-brewed rice wine to drink until 10 o 'clock. All the men in Xiuming Village who could drink were drunk. Chen Weizheng looked at his great achievement and drank another mouthful. Chen Liping snatched the wine glass away and asked, "Weizheng, how much can you drink?"
Chen Weizheng said, "I don't know. I can keep drinking."
Everyone in Old Chen Village who was still conscious was very surprised.
The next day, at around 11 o 'clock, the people of Xiuming Village were still asleep. Liu Yu and Chen Weizheng, who had woken up early, came back from training by the Wenjiangkou. They were so hungry that they could not bear it. Chen Weizheng took out two packets of fast food noodles. Just as he finished cooking, he realized that all the children in the village had come. They looked at the two of them and the fast food noodles in front of them. They swallowed their saliva. Chen Weizheng and Liu Yu looked at each other and gave the two bowls of fast food noodles to the children around them. They smiled bitterly and walked out of the village.
"Let's find a place to barbecue!" Chen Weizheng said.
"What should we barbecue?" Liu Yu asked.
"Let's find a place where the children can't find and get some firewood. If we really can't find anything delicious, we'll go to the river to fish." Chen Weizheng said.
Liu Yu agreed. The two brothers walked to the Wenjiangkou. There were a lot of dry firewood by the river. Chen Weizheng dragged two dry trees and threw them to Xiao Yu. Soon, Liu Yu turned the dry trees into a pile of firewood and piled it up into a bonfire. Chen Weizheng forked out two two catties of fish from the Wenjiangkou. He cut open their bellies, spread them open with a stick, smeared them with salt and wine, and began to roast them.
Not long after, the fish were roasted. Chen Weizheng found that Ou Jie and Wang Ning had been waiting at the side for a long time. There was even an electric motorcycle parked next to them. Ou Jie said, "Originally, I came out to call you guys back for breakfast. Seeing this roasted fish, I don't want to go back for breakfast. Brothers, go get some more fish. I'll go back and get some meat."
Seeing Wang Ning and Liu Yu eating a fish each, Chen Weizheng sighed helplessly. He picked up the homemade harpoon and walked to the river.
When Chen Weizheng cleaned up the three fish that were more than two catties of fish and put them on the bonfire, he once again sadly saw that Ou Jie had brought Zheng Tien-tien back, followed by Wang Hongtao.
Fortunately, this time, Ou Jie brought his own dry food. Chen Weizheng saw that Ou Jie had brought a lamb leg. Chen Weizheng lamented, "By the time I finish roasting this lamb leg, it'll be too late!"
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