Chapter 48: frightened

It is said that the fortifications are not very accurate. To be exact, this is a camp.
Four square meters of high-rise towers stand at the four corners of the camp. The towers are from the bottom to the top. There are densely-frozen iron pipes that are as big as a hedgehog. In addition, almost every ten minutes, A fighter jet passed by and circulated in the wild.
There are craters everywhere, and even the air is filled with a touch of smoke, which makes people feel that battle can happen at any time.
Whenever the screaming sound of the plane sounded, there was a commotion in the jungle far away, like a gust of wind blowing. Even if he didn't see it, he could imagine that countless mutant beasts in this forest were running away in horror.
"There are more than 20 such frontier bases in Hedong City. This is the nearest one." Qian Dakui was used to this kind of scene, and there was no surprise. He turned back and said to Luo Yuan: "Now we will go through the formalities first. Then rent some weapons!"
Luo Yuan has returned to God: "What weapons can be rented?"
"As long as you take the move, and there are enough food stamps!" Yang Dawei smiled and made a gesture of counting money: "Rifles, sniper rifles, heavy machine guns, grenades, can be rented, they also know that if there is no such power The weapon can only be sent to death in the wild."
A few people got off the bus and Qian Dakui opened the back box, which contained some cold weapons.
"But sometimes cold weapons are more useful, guns are too loud, and it is easy to attract a large number of mutant beasts." Zhang Chao said faintly, then picked up a recurve fold, skillfully checked it again, and picked up another one. The army thorns rubbed on the trouser legs, and the movements were very crisp and neat.
Yang Dawei picked a Nepalese scimitar. Qian Dakui took a dagger and inserted it on his waist, then closed the trunk. Seeing Luo Yuan’s face is strange, he suddenly explained awkwardly:
Don’t look at me like this. I’m mainly a machine gunner now. There are so many things, and the big physical strength can’t be eaten.

"No explanation, I don't have a joke!" Luo Yuan smiled.
At this time, another car came over and stopped directly next to the Golden Cup. The door opened and five people came out. Just looking at the car, Qian Dakui’s face quickly sank.
When the two pairs of people looked at each other, they looked away and apparently did not want to face conflicts in front of the military camp.
"Who are these people?" Luo Yuan asked after the group left.
Qian Dakui’s face was gloomy and he did not speak.
"I don't know, I only know that it is from Hedong City, and we are not quite right. There have been several conflicts before." Yang Dawei has some difficult words.
Luo Yuan felt that Yang Dawei had some insincere words, but he did not ask more if he thought about it.
Under the inspection of several soldiers, several people walked into the heavily guarded camp and entered a small building with exposed bricks. The first floor is an unusually simple hall, and several people from Hedong City go through the counter at the front.
Seeing them coming over, one of them looked at this side provocatively and made a cut-throat posture. The rest of the people suddenly laughed.
When Qian Dakui's face was red and white, the teeth biting creaked. Just as Luo Yuan thought that a conflict was inevitable, he did not expect that he finally took a deep breath, and he couldn’t help it!
The atmosphere was somewhat suppressed. Not only did Qian Dakui, Zhang Chao and Yang Dawei all dared to speak with anger and anger. The face was black and the same as the bottom of the pot. In addition, Luo Yuan’s keen discovery found that there was still a trace in the eyes of the three. Fear.
There is absolutely weirdness here, and Luo Yuan looks at the five people carefully. One of them felt something, and suddenly looked back at Luo Yuan, and his mouth showed a hint of unclear smile.
Good perception is extremely sensitive to ordinary people. It seems that the person who makes the three people jealous should be him.
However, it is not very similar. He seems to be too ordinary. There is no such thing as a strong temperament. It belongs to the kind of people who can’t find it in the crowd. Even if you stand there, there is something that people can’t help. feel.
And the leader is obviously not him, it seems to be a marginal figure.
Quirky, too weird!
Luo Yuan's brow was slightly wrinkled and his face was contemplative.
When the five people left, Luo Yuan felt that Qian Dakui was relieved at the same time, and the atmosphere relaxed slightly.
After paying a hundred pounds of food stamps, Luo Yuan received a piece of paper with the seal of the 16th Regiment of the 16th Regiment, and then came to the office next to a munitions warehouse.
A middle-aged man with a slightly blessed figure sitting in the office, wearing a military uniform, looks more like a businessman. Seeing Luo Yuan’s few people coming in, his face showed a smile:
What do you need for a few?

Yang Dawei was in charge of logistics and asked what weapons Xia Luo wanted. Luo Yuan waved his hand and it was enough for him to have a knife. Even if he gave him a gun, he could not be sure.
Yang Dawei hesitated for a moment, squinted at the money Da Kui, saw Qian Dakui make a face to him, and then no longer asked, and turned to the middle-aged officer: "Director Huang, as you used to, we want a hand The 56-type light machine gun, a 88-type sniper rifle, an 81-type rifle with a grenade launcher, the price will not rise again?"
"It's still the old price, but it may rise in the near future. After all, our military district consumes a big number every day." The middle-aged officer's eyelids did not lift the road, took out a calculator and pressed for a while: "The deposit was 12,000 kilograms. What kind of bullets do you want for food stamps?"
Yang Dawei looked at his face with unbelief, but he could also think of it. Even if the other party immediately raised the price, they could only bite their teeth. "Twenty rounds of armor-piercing bullets, one thousand bullets, five grenades, and eight more grenades. !"
The middle-aged officer quickly calculated: "A total of 16,800 pounds of food stamps."
Yang Dawei took out a purse and quickly paid the bill. The face of the middle-aged officer suddenly revealed a standard salesman like a smile: "Do you want a mortar?"
Yang Dawei has some suspicious words: "What model?"
"The six-zero mortar, the maintenance is very good, just like the new one, the power is not bad!" The middle-aged officer said with a smile.
Yang Dawei and a few people discussed it and shook his head. "Still, it's too big!"
"That's a pity." The middle-aged officer smiled.
Although Luo Yuan is not a military fan, it can also be seen that the weapons provided by the military are mostly some of the goods that have been eliminated. Many even the militia are not used.
However, it is normal to think about it. These weapons and their continued storage in strategic reserve warehouses are not as good as waste utilization. They can not only greatly increase their income, but also slightly reduce the pressure on the military of Hedong City.
Next, the three took the approval strip and took the weapon in the military warehouse and left it directly.
After the last check of the checkpoint, the Jinbei car bumped for five minutes on the ground that was repeatedly bombarded by the artillery fire, and finally stopped in front of the jungle.