Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 7 7. The first step

  In the ruins wrapped in the sandstorm, Jiang Xia's expression turned very ugly at this moment.

  I made preparations in advance and did everything in order, but I didn’t expect it, but was seen through by the old soldier in front of me. Anyone who was here would feel uncomfortable.

  But no wonder Jiang Xia was careless.

  After all, when the star array was activated before, there was a blue arc shining in this ruin.

  Such a big movement.

  As long as you are not blind, you can see clearly.

  Heaven descending from the sky, it is not uncommon to attract this group of wasteland gang soldiers, not to mention that they originally came to find the star array.

  However, where did that fierce hunter robot that almost wiped out these guys come from? Who are they chased by? Is anyone else looking for Star Array?

  This is a question that Jiang Xia has to think about.

  The matter was broken right now, and when he met someone who could communicate, Jiang Xia thought about it, and then no longer concealed it.

  He shook hands with the veteran soldier Roger scribbledly, and then pushed the box under him aside, revealing the old, delicate, and familiar pentagonal slate that was hidden under the box.

   Pulled out the revolver around his waist, turned sideways, shook his head, and made a "please" gesture to Roger behind him. The latter had no intention of resisting, nor did he reach out to touch the pile of guns behind him.

   seems very cooperative.

  Rogge laughed, ignoring the black hole in Jiang Xia's hand, just lay on the ground, stretched out his left hand, and lit up a blue ray from the palm of the prosthetic body.

  Like a scan, record the lines of the slate.

   Soon, a few wasteland warriors came over and buckled the stone slab from the ground with an exquisite, jack-like appliance.

  They put it in a prepared iron box and fixed it on a tracked motorcycle.

  Looking at this process, you know that you have already prepared.

  It seems that this Rogge is not deceiving, and they did come here with a clear goal.

   Jiang Xia did not block this process.

  On the contrary, there is still a touch of joy in his heart.

  Since this group of people are here for the star array and they have made sufficient preparations, there is a high probability that they will also have a way to open it.

  It saves myself from searching endlessly in the desert.

  "As soon as you enter the temple, the first one will come here, and you will pretend to pull through the box to cover it, just for fear that we will discover your secret.

  You recognize it, you know what it can do.

  I also know.

You do not have to worry about.

  We have determined before this trip, it is stored in the ruins of the fortress before the war, even without your unexpected factors, we can still find it.

  I don’t have to lie to you. "

  Old Roger moved his wrist and said to Jiang Xia:

   "This is all thanks to the former explorer.

  It was he who told us the existence of Star Array, and it was he who gave us hope.

  I know that this thing is very unscientific. It is a relic left by the ancient higher civilization in this world. Through it, we can enter another world and let us completely get rid of this terrible **** hometown.

  But the problem is.

  The world is strange to us.

  We don’t know the civilization system in it, let alone its attitude towards us outsiders. "

  Rogge paused, glanced at Jiang Xia who was listening, and said with emphasis:

  "The bidirectional coordinates of the star array are fixed.

  What we are going to is the world you came from, and that you can travel through the star array alone, proving that you are in your world, and you should also be a powerful person.

  So, cooperate, explorer.

  The world you see is hopeless.

  Besides chaos and despair, you can’t find anything meaningful here, and you are weak. This star array needs specific energy to activate.

  You cannot do it alone.

  I will try my best to send you back to your world, just as the reward for helping us just now.

  But I also hope.

  You can take us there.

  There, help us build a new home. "

  Rogge's attitude is sincere, his speech and demeanor are very graceful, ignoring the rough-skinned face, which makes people feel good.

  But Jiang Xia knew with his ass, this guy must have concealed something.

  Many key points have been brought up by him in one stroke.

  This is also normal. Anyone with a little brain will not be so close to a stranger. It's just that this statement at least sounds feasible.

   Jiang Xia was silent, as if thinking, her thoughts turned sharply.

  He felt that he would still not tell Rogge his true situation.

   can’t tell him that he is just a little **** pushed to die, not to mention his identity, background power, and even no one at all.

   can't tell him either.

  I don’t know more about the world I came from than Rogge’s group of people.

  This group of wasteland fighters only looks at their appearance, knowing that they are all desperate, and they are all desperadoes.

  I will be weak, if this group of wasteland men with prosthetic bodies turned their faces, I would have no good way to deal with them.

   However, since Rogge is now able to fill his own brain, he might as well move the boat along the way.

  After that, let's talk about it.

  Go back to the world you came from first.

  There should be no peace or danger there, but it’s better than staying in this desolate desert and fighting this group of wasteland brothers.

  Jiang Xia's eyeballs rolled, she grinned, stretched out her hand to Roger, and said:

  "Very well, it is a good thing to help each other. Let's make a deal, so let's do it.

  Start Star Array now, shall I take you there?

  I’m not blowing it, my world is much better than your wasteland. "

"Not urgent."

  Rogge waved his hand, and the bearded veteran turned his ears to listen. The peeling and flapping outside the temple had become much quieter, and the sandstorm was about to pass.

  He made a gesture, and a group of wasteland fighters immediately moved around behind him, packed their clothes, and prepared to leave.

   "To start this thing requires special energy."

  Rogge explained to Jiang Xia:

  "I don’t know how to start it in your world, but here, a battery pack with a specific frequency needs to be discharged in series. That’s a big one.

  We took a lot of effort to do it well, so we stayed in our oasis camp.

  You have to take the star array over there first. "

"Ok."

  Jiang Xia frowned. He felt something was wrong, so he responded, and then he heard Roger say slowly:

  "But when things came to this, there was a little problem.

  Two days ago, the place was taken by robots from the Immortal Society.

  The shot you just now is very powerful. Without the aid of the fire control system, you can still shoot through the battery pack of the hunter. You are also a trained fighter.

  So I want to ask you to help, help us get back there and drive them out. "

   "Where do you see that I have been trained?"

   Jiang Xia chuckled in her heart, and retorted in a calm tone:

   "I am in my world, but a scholar, with weak muscles and bones, lack of vitality and blood, and just got a serious illness, and has no power to bind chickens.

  The shot just now was just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse. "

   "It's okay, we don't need you to fight."

  Rogge waved his hand dismissively and said to Jiang Xia:

   "All we need is you sneak into the camp, open the defensive turrets there, and we will do the rest."

  "I like weapons, but in fact I love peace more."

   Jiang Xia simply refused. This situation was obviously not what he wanted to see. This Rogge was also a wonderful person, and the previous foreshadowing was for the present.

  He obviously intends to take Jiang Xia to go desperately.

   "The weapon can be returned to you, and I can also help, but even if you sneak into this matter, I have never learned to sneak, let alone a soldier."

  He said something, put the revolver in his hand again, and said:

   "You don’t have to say anything in return.

  But this gun, I like it very much, just as my reward for saving you, I kept it, do you have any comments? "

  Rogge’s face was as usual. He picked up a pulse rifle from behind Jiang Xia and opened the insurance. With a touch of regret, he said to Jiang Xia:

  "You have a vision. This gun is a souvenir that my grandfather left me. Although it is a gunpowder weapon, it can't keep up with this **** era."

"What do you know?"

   Jiang Xia snorted, played with the gun in his hand, and said:

  "The place filled with the smell of gunpowder is a romantic place for men."

   "The gun can be given to you, but you must help!"

  Rogge glanced back at the temple and said:

   "There are only so many fighters left in the Black Hand Society. It is completely impossible for us to win. If we can't regain the oasis, it will be useless to get the slate.

  As for sneaking.

  You don’t need to know, and I am not asking you to die.

  The scale of the sandstorm will seriously interfere with the optical tactical information modules of those robots, forcing them to use heat, infrared, and information frequency bands to capture targets.

  We have thermal shielding suits, so that you will not produce thermal imaging, and will attract you attention from the periphery. "

  The veteran looked up and down Jiang Xia, and he emphasized:

  “The most important thing is that you don’t have a chip in your body.

  The information band capture of robots is useless to you at all. As long as you don’t show up in their field of vision, they will not be able to find you.

  In this desert, you are much safer than ours. "

  He looked at Jiang Xia, stretched out his hand towards him, holding a gun in one hand, and empty in the other.

He says:

  "Waste people never talk about friendship. Trust is a luxury in this **** land. Everyone talks about interests, so we speak with interests.

  Outsiders, or you just continue to wander in the desert.

  Or just call us back.

  I will not force you, but in this situation, cooperation is beneficial to us.

  You said to Su before that you are a businessman.

  Then we hire you.

  The remuneration you want, as long as we can come up with it, you can mention it. "

   Jiang Xia glanced at the pulse rifle in Roger's hand. The shape of this thing was very similar to the standard SCAR assault rifle he was familiar with, and it also had a grenade launcher mounted.

  But the muzzle is not a flash hider that fires projectiles, but a probe shape like a ray gun. The shape of the grenade launcher is also very unique.

  But what it contains is physical ammunition.

  He took the gun, looked at it decently, and pulled off the insurance. With the crisp probe reset, the internal pulse energy was activated, and the light on the handle of the gun was also lit.

   "This ignition power is not enough."

   Jiang Xia raised her head and said to Roger and the group of wasteland fighters behind him:

  "I need a tactical eyepiece, a set of body armor above the standard, preferably with a desert color camouflage, a few more magazines, and the thing you used before, which is suspected of being a plasma grenade.

  I want six. "

  He pointed to Su who was standing on the side, moved his finger down, and said:

  "This kid has good boots. It's so convenient to walk in the desert. There shouldn't be foot odors in mechanical prostheses, right?"

  Su couldn’t understand what Jiang Xia was talking about.

  But by looking at his actions, you can guess that something is wrong.

  Rogge waved his hand and said to Su, who reluctantly took off his boots, revealing the mechanical prosthesis, and then handed Jiang Xia the odorless shoes.

  The black and thin young man obeyed the order. He just glared at Jiang Xia, then turned around and continued to deal with the injuries for his companion.

  Lao Jiang didn’t care, he quickly changed into his boots, tightened the zipper and tied the rope.

   took out the hand to grab again, put out the bullet nest with a scream, took out the bullet, put it back in, and finally returned to the position very skillfully, tearing open the sleeves, and wiping the barrel with a rag.

   "Do you still say that you have no power to bind chickens?"

  The leader of the Wasteland Black Hand Society looked at this scene and said:

   "Although I know that the life of every Xinghai explorer is complicated, I am still curious, what exactly do you do?

  You told me that you are a scholar.

  But you said again, you are a businessman"

  He was interrupted by Jiang Xia before he finished speaking.

  The thin, uneven man whose hair was cut by himself, raised his head, as if he had made up his mind, his eyes became clearer and sharper.

  He bluntly said to Rogge:

  "I can cooperate or help, but we have to open the skylight to speak brightly!

  I don’t trust you, and you don’t trust me either.

  Don’t talk about things like trust in interests. Children only believe in them. On the way, explain your situation here and your current predicament.

  Everyone is meeting each other, and there is no friendship, so we can continue to cooperate if we show the bottom of each other. "

   Jiang Xia wiped the revolver in his hand, and it seemed that he had returned to the familiar, but already cut off life, he replied softly in a tone full of complex emotions:

  "As for my identity, I did not lie to you, I was indeed a businessman."

   "The kind that sells death."

  　Ps1:

  　　Death Merchant-Code of arms dealer.

  　　Ps2:

  　　 I saw reader brothers say the name "Su" before, haha, you guessed it, I want to commemorate my lost youth with a wasteland boy named Su.

  　　 Jiangnan boss’s "The Demon Hunter's Handbook" is always a classic, saying that this reveals age.

  　　Ps3:

  　　, for the defensive spirit, said that Jiang Xia’s arms dealer’s settings are too far from reality. I want to add one more thing. In fact, this profession is not as mysterious and bizarre as everyone thinks.

  　　 If you can go to the Zhuhai Air Show and go around some places, you can see them.

  　　 Theoretically speaking, the young ladies in the sales department who sell houses at Poly’s can also be regarded as insiders of the former arms dealer (laughs).

  　　 There is also a large northern enterprise in our country. When I was at work in those years, I heard friends talk about it, even though he was just an office contract worker, hahaha.

  　　 Anyway, the new book hits the road, ask for collection, ask for recommendation~

  (End of this chapter)