As the parliamentary agent tried to detonate the detonator, a deafening explosion and the acrid smell of gunpowder smoke followed. I covered my ears. The long indoor gun battle made my ears very uncomfortable, but

Every time I hear such an explosion, I still get a shock. Immediately afterwards, I saw that the explosion had affected some other flammable objects. The violent vibration caused the hull to begin to break, and water began to enter the cabin. In less than an hour,

Then, the ship began to tilt, looking like a fat man who was about to take a bath and was sinking into the water little by little.

In the end, I still couldn't see the ship sink completely. The parliamentary agents hurriedly drove the patrol boat to leave the sea area. The sea was still filled with sea fog, and basically nothing could be seen in the morning. So what? I

Just go back like this? Even I don’t understand what I am doing. Such an adventure is actually costing my life and is meaningless.

And these two council officers are really using me. In essence, they are a group of guys who are good at taking advantage of others, such as taking advantage of public sentiment, public hatred, anti-social elements, lunatics and mental patients, etc.

Things that they can't do. But I am convinced that I have no use value, and I am not very qualified to do such a bad job. It would be better to say that I am a complete social waste. But no matter what, my situation is getting more and more dangerous.

Already.

But Joker clearly saw my dissatisfaction. No one would be willing to keep doing this for them, let alone me. No matter what, I have to make some benefits for myself, otherwise it has nothing to do with forcing others to work.

What's the difference?

So, he asked, "What kind of reward do you want?"

What kind? I don’t dare to talk nonsense. According to the plot of the movie: a person will be killed if he loses his use value. If someone forces you to do something with a knife, then there is no such reward. But the problem is

, there are indeed people here forcing me to do dangerous things, and there are indeed people with knives.

I thought for a few seconds. No, I pretended that I was not thinking, and at the same time used some body language to cover up the fact that it was difficult to speak. Then, I faced him and answered:

"I want a decent life."

This sentence first attracted the attention of the man in the cloak. He glanced here and then checked his shoulder (sneering with contempt for others). Naturally, I would not pay attention to him, as long as the knife was not against my neck.

That's fine. But such an answer did not arouse Joker's disgust, "Everyone wants to live a decent life. Sometimes you have to pay a lot of price, and it is even difficult to just rely on yourself."

But I don't want to listen to his preaching.

I thought you would want money and other things." The man holding the wind said while blowing the sea breeze. That would make me appear more superficial. Even if I really have money, there is no place to spend it now." I replied with some dissatisfaction.

Before, I really wanted money, and it was enough money. But now I'm exhausted, and I just want a decent and comfortable life. What's funny is that I was just thinking about it, but I didn't.

Intend to put in the effort and action.

"I'm asking you about the reward, kid." Joker returned to his usual indifferent look, as if the anxiety under the mask had disappeared with the sinking of the old warship.

"Well, I do want something." I replied with a serious look on my face.

"Please say." He used the word "please", but it still made me shudder before he said it. I want your standard equipment to give me enough ability to survive."

Hearing this, joker sneered. This sound even made me regret saying that. You know, there are not many people who can negotiate terms with the parliament. "This is not a problem. Many equipment of the parliament agents are not issued to the public."

.If you are interested."

"I'm very interested, sir. That's not the problem. I have no resistance to non-public high-tech." I said.

"But you're struggling," Joker said.

"What are you struggling with?" I was a little dissatisfied. As long as they can provide me with parliamentary equipment, I will not be afraid of anything. Like the mob on land, it is best to fight them with the simplest but most deadly weapons.

The only weapon is the gap in firepower between technology and weapons. As long as people wear a soft body armor and a steel shield, those mobs holding Z2 caliber firearms will have a headache. So I will not worry about the equipment.

I even want to obtain better equipment to gain a foothold on this dangerous peninsula.

"If someone discovers that you have used these instruments of the parliament, my God, you won't be shot ten times, are you sure?" The man in the cloak said, joining in the fun.

"I should have been shot a long time ago." I told the truth. "I killed almost half a village in the southern continent. In addition, I also destroyed, illegally robbed, used standard firearms, and colluded with parliamentary agents to sink an old warship.

For these things, it would be an understatement to say that I should be shot."

"This is really humorous, boy, these are extraordinary times." The joker tried to lower my attention to these laws, because he is a parliamentary agent, and in the southern peninsula's code, he is the most evil character everyone shouts about.

.There is a saying that the laws of the peninsula are invalid for members of the parliament, and the guilty members of the parliament are also tried by the Northern Continent Imperial Court. Therefore, the southern peninsula privately encourages civilians or the military to deal with such people directly on the street. Anyway, their arrival will

With bad intentions.

But I'm not a council officer, so if I am misunderstood by others, it won't be very optimistic.

"So, do you have public-issue standard equipment?" I asked.

When I returned to the island, I was not in a hurry to see Lao Lan and the others. The reason was very simple: I wanted to follow Joker to collect the rewards I deserved. In fact, he did give me a lot of equipment. He

First, I was asked to go to an old agricultural machinery assembly room, and then several boxes of equipment safety boxes were shaken out from the old goods for me to choose from.

"Is this enough?" he asked me.

"Well..." I am still rummaging around for equipment. The things here will indeed be of great help to me, but most of them are detection equipment that I don't know how to use. For example, strange night vision devices, infrared rays, etc.

Range finders, individual soldier thermal imaging, etc. But what use do I need these for? I am not a military personnel and have not received professional training. It is too magical to carry these. What is even more outrageous is that these are actually shipped by the public.

?

"It's better than others not coming. It's enough for me." I nodded seriously and answered. Because in addition to some electronic equipment, there are also many standard weapons here for me to use, such as some special weapons.

Destructive weapons such as warheads and grenade launchers, as long as they give me a greater advantage over others in terms of equipment. But these things can easily lead to fatal disasters, because their use is prohibited on the peninsula, especially

Military night vision devices will lose part of the military's advantages at night and will also hinder law enforcement.

"Completely enough? You are not satisfied so easily, I can see it." The cloaked man teased, which aroused my dissatisfaction.

"Okay, you can see it again." I responded to him angrily, what else? What else do I need now? As long as I am not worse than the neighborhood thugs, that is better than having nothing. I can use everything I can

I welcome the resources, but it doesn’t mean that I will have no pursuit in the future. “Then what should I need? I almost don’t even know myself now.

"What you need is not material things. Children."

Joker coughed slightly, as if there was something in his words. "If I had to choose between a ton of gold and a ton of books, then I would definitely choose..." he added.

Then, the cloaked man snatched away what he was about to say: "gold"!

"It's a book, idiot." joker cursed.

Well, I really have no interest in reading. To be honest, I think gold is more attractive at the moment." I started to show off and told the truth. I didn't know what I wanted, and for survival

Generally speaking, after the conditions of food and water are met, the meaning of survival is no longer limited to just survival. Let's put it this way, someone wants a piece of bread, but he is essentially a greedy person or a complete scoundrel, then

After he gets the bread, he may no longer focus on the bread. Instead, he may pursue other things. Maybe he will rob or steal. But if most people don’t eat the bread honestly, then I

I really don’t know what else to do. Generally speaking, this kind of people are not satisfied with the status quo and are not honest. Human nature cannot stand the test.

Of course, I prefer the dishonest type.

"Whatever you want, man." The man in the cloak patted the equipment boxes nonchalantly. The collision sound of those polymer plastics attracted my curiosity. "Anyway, these are hot goods in the southern states, in the hands of arms dealers.

Yes, you can use it however you want." He said.

I feel like being shot a dozen times is not enough.

"After this, you have to find a way to get rid of them. These things are not legal to own and use, not to mention that they are also the property of the southern state army." The cloaked man added.

I was belatedly aware of it, because things are often not as simple as they said. This group of parliamentary agents obtained a lot of standard equipment, but most of it came from the southern state army. Quite a few people basically don't know how to use it.

Not because they are difficult to use or old, but because it is illegal to use standard weapons. Even when people are not allowed to use them, they will not use these weapons because they have no militia training basis.

Take Lao Lan for example, he could empty all the bullets in the magazine in the blink of an eye.

Of course, none of the above is a big problem. The problem is that they are not in circulation. These southern state army-standard weapons are not exported or sold to civilian organizations. Even on the black market, these weapons are very expensive.

And rare. According to this, the council operators suddenly found so many standard weapons all at once just to create misunderstandings and troubles. You must know that there are private armies on the peninsula.

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So they are thinking of ways to get rid of these standard weapons, or to use them to others to create conflicts in this area.

This will speed up the invasion of the peninsula by the southern state army. By then, the peninsula will become increasingly unsuitable for survival, and the citizens in the city will have no time to run around. There is no doubt that this is what the Hanhui operatives want

The higher the dispute escalates, the easier it is to intervene.

I shook my head. I didn’t want to be their guinea pig. But from the beginning to the end, they were trying to find ways to use me. Until now, I have actually helped them do bad things that hundreds of people would not dare to do. What if

Even if you take me to court-martial or shoot me, it's too light.

So I was choosing equipment that didn't look so "serious", such as special bulletproof plates, helmets, night vision goggles, etc. Forget about other rocket launchers and standard heavy machine guns. Who would be sick enough to take these on the streets? I still don't have enough.

Is it conspicuous?

Despite this, they still saw that I was worried. "Are you afraid? No one will let you take the responsibility of using these things." Jorer said as if to comfort me.

I'm not sure I can use it." I looked at the several boxes of ammunition and shook my head again.

"Then I'll give you some weapons that you can use." The cloaked man pulled out the knife from his waist, pulled out the lower thread and tied it with a knot. I saw him gently holding the knife in his hand.

He turned it around and then handed it into my hand.

"This knife is a high-performance knife heat-treated in the northern state's special steel specifications. I have used it for less than a year, and the edge remains intact. The blade is chrome-plated, so you don't have to worry about rust. It will last you a lifetime. If you want to break it, you have to first

Make your hands useless," he explained.

I took this special-looking knife with my left hand. It could be seen that its owner had replaced it with a new set of knife handles, and the scabbard was full of scratches. After taking the knife, I used my right hand to

I put my thumb on my left wrist, clasped the scabbard with my left hand, and then gently pulled out the knife. I have to say that this knife is really suitable for killing people. The blade and back of the knife are very thin, and even I can swing it easily with one hand.

There were scratches everywhere, and it looked like the man in the cloak used it to chop things.

"Thank you very much. I have never seen such steel here." I suddenly remembered the carbon steel knife I used in battle before. That knife could easily break the blade when cutting things, and cutting hard could even cause damage to the blade.

It bent so hard that I had to use an angle grinder to repair it several times.

Speaking of which, my sword was split in half by the sword used by the man in the cloak. When I think about the fact that the sword was full of gaps before, and then it was split by such a strange force, it was strange that it didn't break apart.

"Good luck to you," he said.

"Are you really willing to give it to me?" I held the knife and raised my head, as if my body was still sore after the battle.

"In the industrial field, it is not difficult to make such a knife. This is just a modern industrial product." Joker explained at the side, "Gift to my knife friends, see you next time."

"See you soon, kid." After the man in the cloak said that, he left without looking back.

I always feel that the people in the council like to give away knives to others. Now there is one for the joker and another for the cloaked man. In Nancheng District and Dongcheng District where resources are scarce, people prefer to use cold weapons, and they will be used for a considerable amount of time.

Come to cut wood to make fire for cooking or build a camp. Some private camps will also have specialized blacksmiths to make tools and weapons such as axes and machetes. It is also possible that everyone is the descendant of a farming clan. Rather than going to war and plundering, they prefer production and

Build a living environment.

"Are you leaving now?" I asked Joker.

"I have to hurry up," he threw the extra munitions box on the boat, and then jumped on board lightly. "I wish you good luck, kid."

After saying that, he started the boat and looked at the waves along the stern of the speedboat. Soon it disappeared at the mouth of the sea. But I was still standing there, holding the weapons and food I deserved. Now I have no shortage of food and drink.

As well as defensive weapons, I think it’s time to go back to Lao Lan and the others.

After that, I drove our armed patrol boat back to the small dock in the north, and Lao Lan and the others happened to be waiting for my return there. In addition to the food and weapons I brought back, we also noticed the damaged patrol boat

The boat. It had been damaged by small-caliber artillery on old warships before, remember? That artillery blast shattered the armor of the shed on the right side of the ship, and also tore off several pieces of the hardened special steel armor on the outside of the hull.
Chapter completed!