MTL - The Legendary Mechanic (Transcendental Mechanic)-~ Chapter 15 stealing

"Who knows, maybe in the eyes of most people, the internal friction is warm boiled frog, long pain is better than short pain." Han Xiao shrugged.

The Battle of Andea, the end of the long war, laid the key battle for the six-nation pattern.

Andy is the name of a land floor block. There were some countries. When the war broke out, other countries in the mainland seemed to have a silent understanding. They used the continent of Andia as the main battlefield, controlling the scope of war and not wanting war. Destroy the ecology of the entire planet, bombarded numerous missiles, tanks, and planes, and hundreds of millions of people lost their lives in the continent of Anda.

After the end of the war, the continents of Andea were dying, the scorched earth was everywhere, the creatures were coated with charcoal, the rivers and lakes were scented with the smell of carrion, and the wilderness of the wild mountains covered with dark yellow became a dead field. The six countries patted their **** to retreat, leaving a mess, completely abandoning the continent of Andy, like pulling a ruthless scum man. Survivors on the continent of Andia are now sparsely populated, all of them extremely hate the six countries.

Han Xiao noticed the boss of Hu Hongjun’s palm. "Have you been a soldier before?"

"Yeah, I have been in the army for more than ten years."

"I also thought that the soldiers who died in the country would choose to join the budding organization."

Hu Hongjun shook his head and said: "My country was merged by the Star Dragon through military negotiations. Those leaders have compromised. Why should such a soldier be so hostile? Although I don't like the six countries, I cherish the hard-won peace. The war continues. After so many years, the eyes are about to end, but the buds are born, shouting to overthrow the slogans of the six countries, attracting countless soldiers who have fallen into the same enemy, want to once again set off the war, hey, I am a rough person, do not understand six The ideas of the country and the budding do not want to be involved in the war."

Inserted the words: "Yes, the war is really cruel, my eyes are smashed by a sudden explosion of flashing bullets, Lao Hu took me to run around, finally settled down, although It’s a bit harder to be a rogue, but it’s much better than before.”

During the talk, the meat in the pot gradually scented, and Han Xiao greeted the greed, curious: "You can't see things, how do you cook?"

Ann not satisfied: "Don't look down on people, although I am blind, but I still have sense of smell, hearing, touch, hands and feet, not a waste."

Hu Hongjun smiled bitterly: "She has a strong temper, and I will not let her take care of her."

"I can't be a waste person to drag you down." Ann is full of tenderness.

Hu Hongjun scratched his head and seemed to be uncomfortable in the face of outsiders and his wife, and hurriedly shifted the subject. "Right, let you see my baby."

Han Xiao’s face changed slightly, and he thought of some unhealthy things, and quietly moved back.

Fortunately, Hu Hongjun did not take out the big baby. He opened the box next to him and took out an old rifle wrapped around the cloth. He said with pride: "Look at what you know."

[saber rifle (old)]

[Quality: Gray (White)]

[Basic attributes: attack power 38~40, rate of fire is 0.9 s/s, magazine capacity is 20 rounds, effective range is 200 meters, output level is 25, durability is 5/300]

[Attribute Bonus: Agile +1]

[Length: 0.77 m]

[Weight: 7.1 lbs]

[Additional effect: precision - ballistic stability, very low wind direction impact]

[Note: This weapon has followed many battles with his master. ]

"Good gun!" Han Da technician's professional literacy broke out and praised: "Although I used a few heads, the feel is still so smooth, the barrel is long and straight, the ammunition has enough acceleration distance, the force of the jet is absolutely strong, the appearance Black oyster oil is bright, murderous and sturdy, sturdy and straight, ah, it’s really a weapon."

Hey, how is the atmosphere suddenly given, is it an illusion?

"This is my old buddy, and I have been with me for almost ten years." Hu Hongjun laughed: "Don't look at the new look, it's because I often get oiled. In fact, the components inside are aging. I haven't used this gun for a long time. Hunting."

The two of them talked very happily and unconsciously darkened.

An did a good meal, a pot of fragrant broth, thick and pure white soup, milky texture, meat cooked stewed, oily soup floating on the surface of a piece of wild vegetables, dotted with a touch of green, Let the index finger move.

The meat is like a little goblin, and it locks the eyes of Han Xiao. He swallows his mouth and is tortured by the dry food for seven days. He has a good +1+1+1 on Hu Hongjun. .

After plunging to dinner, Hu Hongjun opened and stayed in Han Xiao for the night.

It was difficult to hold the temper, but considering that the night was really not good, Han Xiao promised to use the curtain to separate a compartment in the tent. Hu Hongjun and Ann laid a bed for him.

"Your backpack is too big, I will let you go outside." Andao.

The tent has limited space. His compartment is very small. He can only put down a bed, and he can't fit a backpack full of various guns.

He thought about it, asked Hu Hongjun to come to a piece of animal skin, pick out the extra guns in the backpack, all of them removed the bullets, removed the trigger, wrapped them tightly with the animal skin, and placed them in the corner. He left his mind and clipped a leaf on the animal skin. If the package was flipped, he could find it the next day.

The backpack is loaded with all the ammunition, the size is just at the end of the bed, Han Xiao gave a 73-type wasp pistol full of bullets, pressed under the pillow, although I am very grateful to Hu Hongjun's warm hospitality, but the warning can not relax.

However, when Han Xiao’s head was stained with a pillow, and the exhaustion of seven days of exhaustion broke out, he almost fell into the deepest sleep in the blink of an eye.

Hu Hongjun heard the slight snoring, smiled and shook his head, and whispered to Ann: "It seems that he is very tired, don't bother him."

Ann nodded, put a light cleaning action, holding the pots and pans out of the tent, went to the outside to wash the dishes.

......

"Uncle, uncle! I am hungry!"

Hu Fei rushed in and sneaked in, gray face, and a big bag of hard objects on his forehead. If Han Xiao is awake, he will recognize that this guy is robbing his long hair youth during the day. Hu Hongjun’s nephew.

Hu Hongjun frowned. "Where are you going today, you will not see anyone in a day."

"I, I went outside to hunt." Hu Fei is only a promise, since his father died, he has been following Hu Hongjun life, he is very afraid of Hu Hongjun this uncle.

Looking at the scorpion look, Hu Hongjun knew that he was lying, glaring at Hu Fei’s ear, whispering but sternly: "Are you going out again and fooling! I told you last time, if you take that break again The gun went out to scare the passers-by, my mother broke your three legs!"

The ear was twisted, Hu Fei’s tears came out, and my heart was wronged. Your nephew, I stepped on the hard scorpion today, was hanged and said, and was **** in the tree for a long time, hungry and dizzy, suffering It’s me, uncle, can you tell me something?

"Don't be uncle, give me a leg." Hu Fei was crying.

"Do you want to leave your left or right leg?"

"The middle one..."

. "Forget that, and I certainly give you a piece of a fracture," Hu Hongjun raised hand, suddenly thought could not be bothered Han Xiao asleep, release Hu Fei, bitterly:. "Beat you again tomorrow."

Hu Fei noticed that there was one more person in the tent. He was curious about the probe. He looked over the curtain and wanted to see who the guest was. He didn’t look okay. This time, Hu Fei’s face brush was white.

This is not the murderer during the day!

Oops, the forehead is even more painful.

"What are you doing? You are going to sleep outside today." Hu Hongjun didn't have a good air. To his surprise, Hu Fei didn't even retort. He looked at the ghost and even fled out and let Hu Hongjun see it. Inexplicably, touched my face, thinking that I am so ugly?

......

Hu Fei panicked and ran out of the tent, and was reacted by the night wind.

"No, what am I running? This is my home!"

The murderer is so dead and dead, hit my hand, can I spare him so easily? Hu Fei is going to look back. His mind suddenly flashed through Han Xiao’s scene of flying him. He was stunned in an instant, and he was hard to stop. He didn’t have the courage to find Han Xiao’s account.

Fear of fear, to say that Hu Fei has no grievances against Han Xiao, it is purely a fart, he did not dare to find Han Xiao's trouble, but he is not willing to forget this.

"Hu Fei, Hu Fei, come up with the power of a man, and have revenge and resentment!"

Hu Fei thought of the heart and thought of the way to retaliate. He was very curious about Han Xiao’s bulging backpack. He just noticed the animal skin package in the tent. Hu Fei clearly remembered that there was no such thing in the house, so it must be the fierce. People's luggage.

......

In the middle of the night, all the people in the settlement fell asleep. After waiting for a long time, Hu Fei finally started to move, tiptoe, sneak into the tent like a thief, and carefully wrap the animal skin.

"Hey, let me see what you brought with you?"

Opened a layer of animal skin, Hu Fei instantly widened his eyes, almost scared to fall.

firearms!

All are excellent guns!

Hu Fei’s face is ecstatic, his eyes are greedy, and it’s really a good thing!

He wanted to take all the guns away, but when he thought of Han Xiao’s fierce appearance, he dared to shrink. If the murderer found that his luggage was gone, he would definitely kill him.

"Can't take it all..."

Hu Fei looked sad, biting his teeth, picked up two 73-style wasp pistols, and did not have the courage to take more.

"Forget it, oh my uncle entertained you, take your two guns too much." Hu Fei convinced himself in his heart, wrapped the animal skin into the original look, and slammed his hands.

There are only two small pistols missing, and the murderer should not notice it.