(Speed up a bit, the new task will officially start the day after tomorrow. If you don’t like the daily routine, you can skip it)
Time: The nineteenth day of the rest period, around 11 o'clock in the morning.
Location: Magic City, in a community with an average price of 270,000 square meters.
After yawning, Hu Biao, the commander of the Xuange Battalion, finally got up at a time when the sun was basking his buttocks.
To be more precise, he got up before dawn.
After carrying an astonishing 80 kilograms of weight on my body, after two hours of high-intensity training, I took a shower and then went back to sleep. I slept until now.
He casually opened the curtains and glanced at the scorching sunshine outside the window. The temperature was at least thirty-four to five degrees. Hu Biao also lost his mind and wanted to go out for breakfast, and then started running Didi's work.
Yes, that’s right! Hu Biao has stopped delivering food in recent days and has switched to Didi instead.
After all, he is still a young man, so he must be brave enough to try; if he doesn't give it a try, how will he know the joys in this process.
As for the fact that the fare is not enough for a trip down, it doesn't matter at all.
Because there were so many takeaways, Hu Biao had no idea of ordering takeout for a while. Instead, he took some food from the refrigerator that could be eaten by heating it in a microwave, as well as a mobile phone and charger.
With a thought, he arrived in the system space.
It is completely a gesture of using the microwave oven in the system space to heat food, and then in the process of eating breakfast or lunch, the mobile phone battery is also fully charged.
What! You can afford to live in a mansion worth tens of millions, but Hu Biao is still so cunning?
This is not called instigation. There is an old saying that goes well: Riding a bicycle to a bar is a waste of time and money. It is not embarrassing at all to talk about such a thing as the free prostitution system...
"What's going on today? Why are there so many people in the space? Why did you, Chen Tang, come in too?"
After opening his eyes, he saw one figure after another in front of him, and Hu Biao immediately complained.
Perhaps after the space was upgraded, the number of entries and exits per day increased to three times, making it easier for teammates to come in.
Therefore, during this rest period, every time Hu Biao came to the system space, he could see many people staying in it; unlike before, every time he came in, there was only Lang Qing, a nail-biter.
But there are at least half more people in the space today than usual.
Just here in the hall, Li San is holding a double-headed sword in his hand, and he is competing with him on the windmill. The sword and shield players are in the "ping ping ping pong~" competition.
Barong was practicing throwing a throwing knife at a target hanging on the wall.
Gust of Wind and War Dog, each holding a walking bow, were practicing archery.
It should be noted that by today's rest period, almost two-thirds of the time has passed, and more than three-quarters of the entry tickets to the primary training ground in hand have been consumed.
They have digested well the various martial arts principles they memorized by rote in the mission world of the Northern Song Dynasty.
So today, the level of weapon use displayed by the above people has obviously improved.
Especially for a rookie like Barong, the improvement in archery skills is particularly obvious; it can be said that in the next mission, the combat effectiveness displayed by everyone will be even more terrifying.
But if it were just the above, Hu Biao wouldn't take it seriously.
What surprised him was that he could still see Chen Tang, who was wearing a hospital gown, sitting beside him, exchanging archery skills with War Dog and Gust Wind.
So in Hu Biao's mouth, he asked the same sentence at the beginning.
Facing Hu Biao's question, Chen Tang smiled bitterly:
"They say it takes a hundred days for a broken muscle to heal. Although my condition is better, my broken ribs have only just grown back, so I can't train at all.
Isn't today Sunday? Basically, everyone doesn't have to go to work. It's better to come in and share experiences with everyone than to do nothing.
I will go out at 11:30 and won’t cause any more trouble.”
After hearing the statement "Today is Sunday", Hu Biao was relieved of all doubts in his heart.
As for Chen Tang, who was unable to train due to injury and therefore would be half as strong as the rookies at the same time after this rest period, he simply didn't take it seriously.
In fact, given the system's capabilities, Chen Tang's injuries can be fully restored by paying 500 system points.
The problem is that Chen Tang lives in the special care unit and has to be checked by doctors several times every day. Wouldn't it expose too many doubts?
If the system is really exposed, that's the real trouble.
Therefore, Chen Tang's time at the primary training ground could only be lent to other rookies, and then returned to him after the next mission.
Fortunately, Chen Tang's physical fitness is good. After the next mission begins, even if his body has not completely recovered, there will be no problems in basic combat...
After charging his mobile phone, putting food into the induction cooker and adjusting the time, Hu Biao continued to walk around the space, walking, walking, until he reached the equipment processing center.
Here, he actually saw Lang Qing, Wu Zu, Duizheng, Lao Tie, Lao Hei and others all gathered together, wondering what they were talking about.
When he saw Lang Qing working on something, his eyes immediately lit up.
Because the equipment that Lang Qing is currently processing is not horseshoes, armors, or one-handed crossbows. These team members have long been quite familiar with them.
Rather, they are some fire cannons, or to be more specific, some fire cannons that can be fired in succession.
Specifically, it was produced during the Northern Song Dynasty mission. Based on the original old-fashioned fire blunderbuss, whether it was a long gun or a short blunderbuss, Langqing made some improvements.
In all cases, a revolver-like revolver is installed at the rear end of the front.
Hu Biao casually picked up a short gun and took a look at it. Hu Biao was even more surprised to find more details.
For example: each wheel has six holes, which means it can hold six rounds of bullets at a time. If you fire six times in a row during the battle, you will finally throw it away without firing a single shot. After the war, you will have to look for the gun everywhere on the ground.
After closing one eye and looking into the barrel of the gun, Kuaibao could see many shallow rifling lines in it.
This means that the accuracy of each firing of this new type of gun can obviously be better.
Don't worry that after the short gun exceeds the distance of thirty steps, you don't even know where the bullet will fly. Whether it can hit the opponent or not, everything can only rely on metaphysics.
Suddenly, a picture like this emerged in Hu Biao's mind:
In the next mission, an opponent's fierce general rushed over; I had a horse in my hand, and I could obviously fight with him for hundreds of rounds.
But thirty or forty meters away, he was knocked down by a burst of fire from himself.
Then before the opponent died, he heard his own words: "In what age do we still fight hand-to-hand? Brother, I have a gun." With the scene of great unwillingness to die, I felt a little yearning in my heart.
Fortunately, as a veteran, he is a fairly reliable team commander.
Hu Biao also reacted quickly and could not be too optimistic.
Given the nature of Sun Tzu in the system, it does not mean that the more advanced the weapons and equipment they prepare, the better; whether they can be brought in is the most critical issue.
Otherwise, they all have space rings now.
Although it wasn't much, the space rings he and Xu Feng had together had a capacity of four cubic meters, enough to hold a platoon of firearms.
There is still enough ammunition for these team members to fight a high-intensity battle.
This means that he only needs to go out to Uncle Hei's continent and look for Er Pang, the contractor who is said to be prosperous there in recent times.
With that guy's connection, you can't just buy a bunch of AK rifles, RPG7 rocket launchers and other weapons.
At that time, as long as it is installed in the system ring or even directly transferred to the system space, it can be easily brought back through customs inspection.
Then through these modern weapons, completing the mission is not the same as playing?
After thinking of such a key, Hu Biao quickly asked some very critical questions to the three people in the equipment manufacturing team including Lang Qing, Lao Tie, and Wu Zu:
“How reliable is this thing in terms of quality, safety, power, and how long is its lifespan?
The most critical point is whether this thing exceeds the limit and can it be taken to the mission world."
After hearing such a sentence, Lang Qing, an expert in equipment manufacturing, immediately became excited. He held a short blunderbuss in his hand and began to explain:
"What's wrong? The three of us have discussed various situations and basically considered them all.
Look! Even in the last mission, people from the late Northern Song Dynasty were able to bring muskets in. As long as the next mission is not from an earlier dynasty before the Northern Song Dynasty, I should be able to bring it in too.
Secondly, you don’t have to worry about the quality at all.
The materials we use are all stainless steel, and the principle of the runner is not something profound. There were many objective reasons why we did not manufacture it during our previous tasks in the Northern Song Dynasty.
On the one hand, the time given by the system is too little. To barely produce smoothbore muskets and artillery has exhausted all our energy, and we have no time to produce such exquisite weapons.
On the other hand, the joint between the runner and the gun body involves an airtightness issue, which is still somewhat difficult.
Once the air tightness is not good, when the gunpowder burns violently, the leaked gas will not only hurt you, but also cause the bullet fired to be light and have no power due to insufficient propulsion.
But in the modern dimension, none of the above is a problem.
Even though the CNC machining centers we have today are all domestically produced products, to be honest, compared to the top products from Jaap and German, the accuracy is still somewhat inferior.
However, we are not using it to process satellite accessories, we are only using it to process some parts, and there is no problem with precision control at all.
Anyway, after it is manufactured, it is more powerful than the previous short guns, has a longer range, and is much more accurate. If the lifespan is less than 3,000 rounds, you can slap us with your big mouth~"
After hearing the above explanation and assurance from Lang Qing, Hu Biao finally let go of all his worries.
I plan to speed up the equipment manufacturing team. Anyway, before the mission begins, each person must be equipped with two short guns and one long gun; such a quantity can only be more, not less.
It is a pity that Hu Biao did not wait to state such a production requirement.
The soldier gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, but pointed out some shortcomings in this batch of long and short wheel-fire muskets:
"Lao Hu, don't think too much about this thing. Because of the limitations of the system, this thing is still not very interesting.
The main reason is that mercury fulminate cannot be brought into the mission world, so because of this restriction, there was no way to use copper-cased bullets at the beginning.
There is no other way to fire a bullet every time the trigger is pulled, in a continuous burst.
Did you see this gunpowder tank containing priming powder? After each shot is fired, some gunpowder must be poured into it, and only after the hammer is pulled can another bullet be fired.
Compared to refilling everything, it's naturally faster, but it's also a bit troublesome.
Not even as good as archery.
However, in the mission world, as long as we are given up to two days and the necessary materials, we can make mercury fulminates and copper-cased bullets.
When the time comes, the spare hammer will be replaced, and these muskets will really become a continuous fire."
When saying this, the soldier was gnashing his teeth, and both Lang Qing and Lao Tie also had resentful looks on their faces.
Obviously, the three people in the equipment manufacturing team felt a little depressed because they could obviously make better muskets, but they could only get this result.
Fortunately, the team leader on the side was also lively. He quickly sent everyone a round of Huazi, and then quickly changed the topic, trying to get this guy to stop worrying about this:
"Lao Hu, what do you think the next mission will be?"
Sure enough, after hearing this, Lang Qing and the other three people immediately became energetic, completely forgetting that the fire gun had some flaws.
Mainly regarding the question of what the next mission will be.
We have discussed it countless times in the group. Some people said it was the ‘Battle of Hengluos’, some people said it was ‘Ya Mountain of the Southern Song Dynasty’, and some people said it was ‘Tumu Fort’.
Anyway, there are dozens of people in the team, and each one of them has the same opinion, but even now there is no consensus.
Faced with such a problem, Hu Biao pondered for a while and said solemnly: "I don't know, who told us that our history is too rich, with so many major events, who knows which one the system will arrange?"
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But no matter what, just train and rest with peace of mind."
After hearing such a sentence, which was equivalent to saying nothing, everyone gave Hu Biao a middle finger.
However, in the following time, everyone calmed down and stopped worrying about what the next mission would be, and began to wait for the arrival of the next mission with peace of mind.
Under such a situation, day after day, we spend it here...
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Time: The twenty-second day of the rest period.
Location: Jiangsu Province, Lianyungang area.
After almost stepping on the accelerator of the newly purchased big G directly to the gas tank, I sped all the way to a building with a 'Legendary Equestrian Sports Club' sign hanging at the gate.
The car was very stable. A man who had been waiting there for a long time shouted:
"Boss Yu, you are finally here."
When I saw that man in his thirties, well dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his voice sounded like he was about to cry when he shouted this sentence.
For a moment, Yu and Han Feng realized something and suddenly had a severe headache.
The reason why such a situation occurred is because this guy fired a war horse in the last mission.
Yu Hanfeng, who had long expected to have a good horse that could accompany him in different mission worlds, felt very happy at that time.
They even gave this brown, male war horse, which was considered a Polanconic horse, a name called 'Carrot'.
But soon after, Yu Hanfeng, the commander of the mighty Song Dynasty Jinyi Guards, discovered the 'Carrot', which brought him a series of unexpected troubles.
Unlike Gust of Wind, the singers are members who live in Mongolia.
As a proper southerner, the people around him, including his family, basically live in buildings now.
In such an environment, even if you have a small horse in a small room, you are in danger of being demolished, let alone such a big horse.
Besides, if you keep horses in your building, believe it or not, your neighbors will report it within minutes.
Yu Hanfeng was also smart and kept him in the system space, in the lounge that belonged to him.
Unfortunately, on the second day of the rest period, Lao Hei was on a business trip and wanted to save some travel expenses, so he chose to live in his own room next door.
Early in the morning, I was woken up by the strong smell of horse manure and almost got into a fight with Yu Hanfeng who came to feed the horses.
After learning about this situation, Hu Biao also issued a rule not to raise horses in the system space, otherwise the system space would not be available.
In this way, Yu Hanfeng could only think of other ways.
Fortunately, soon after, he also thought of a good way, which was to give him some money and foster him in a professional equestrian club.
There are professional veterinarians and breeders here, so you don’t have to get up in the middle of the night to feed or brush the horses.
But other troubles also come randomly.
Specifically, the war horses produced by the system are all like horse kings. They may not have any temper at all, and their tempers are extremely cruel.
Except for Yu Hanfeng, no one else in the entire club can ride on it.
Some people who don’t believe in evil have tried it, but have already broken two legs.
In such a large horse pen, only one horse can be locked up, otherwise the other horses will be bitten and kicked to death by him in a long time, and the same seems to be true for the mare.
Anyway, every now and then, Yu Hanfeng would receive a call, saying that Carrot was in trouble.
Today I was even more outrageous and almost demolished someone else's horse pen.
"Don't worry, Manager Zhang. I'll pay for everything Carrot breaks, and I'll give him a good beating later." In the end, like a parent whose child has gotten into trouble, Yu Hanfeng made such a promise.
But when he actually arrived at the horse pen, he looked at the divine war horse that was leaning towards him and making love to him.
Feeling inexplicably soft-hearted, Yu Hanfeng could not make a move.
At the same time, I made up my mind to decide which piece of hoarded trophies I wanted to sell, and then just buy this club...
