The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

This kind of planning with their mouths is completely their forte.

And for these devil soldiers, who grew up under the banner since childhood, which one is not hated to the teeth, they naturally bring their own mobilization and blood BUFF.

The problem is that in actual operation, these plans sound pretty good; and these netizens who have beaten chicken blood, what is the result?

There's something about that, honestly!Hu Biao was not so sure.

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At 2:11 in the middle of the night, there were still 9 hours and 12 minutes before the scheduled end of the mission.

That Zhuge Liang meeting was completely over.

Even at a later time, this group of netizens who were summoned from the modern plane also divided their labors according to the conclusions of the meeting, and started their different tasks and preparations.

And this division of labor is probably like this.

First, five veterans, including the original sin of Xiaopingtou and Xiling, formed a fire support team. With the main combat power made by Hanyang, they did not need to participate in the follow-up labor.

They only used to lie in the grass on the small mound, while guarding and observing the situation in the gun turret, while familiarizing themselves with the antique equipment in their hands.

You can't really shoot, you have to be proficient in how to shoot and aim.

It is best for them to maintain good physical strength before going to war.

Because after the fight breaks out, the Hanyang-made rifles in these people's hands will play a key role in suppressing firepower.

Second, Master Xiongnu, who claimed to be a graduate of civil engineering, instructed Jason and other 14 netizens to temporarily form a construction team.

They needed to relax their hands and feet, and moved quietly to the edge of the grass, 600 meters away from the gun tower, and started the trench excavation work.

Because there are no serious tools, they can only use some alternatives.

For example, dig trenches with large blades and bayonets, or even with both hands.

Use the big trousers that fasten the trouser legs to act as a bag to hold the excavated soil, relay it all the way to a later place, and dump the excess soil.

Anyway, it's a group of old men. They are not shy in front of people wearing shorts, but they are a little colder.

Third, Xiao Huangmao Chasing Feng and other 6 people formed a logistics support team.

The reason why such a group appeared, Yang Dongli thought: Fire attack and smoke, always need to prepare some firewood in advance, as well as the key fire, right?

In terms of firewood, there are quite a few dead branches and leaves in the grove, and it is almost the same as if three people were responsible for collecting half of them.

The fire is a little more troublesome, but there is a netizen named Fei Falcon, who claims to have seen a lot of survival videos and has long mastered various fire-making skills.

Yang Dongli agreed very much with this, and happily handed over this matter to Fei Falcon, because in this way, it seemed that he could finally pump a piece of sand.

Repeatedly reminded him that the fire and smoke when lighting the fire should not attract the attention of the turret.

One of the last two members of the logistics team is a relatively flexible man. He needs to climb a tree and pick enough wild pears to supply them for everyone to eat and drink.

The main ones present were one of them, all of whom had developed the habit of staying up late and eating late-night snacks.

Usually at home lying down at night to cultivate immortals, if you don't eat anything, your whole body will feel uncomfortable, not to mention such a tired, cold, and hungry night.

They really need to eat something to comfort their poor stomach and body, so that they have enough physical strength and morale to fight a difficult battle.

Another person was wielding a large blade, cutting down and processing a long tree trunk.

The reason for doing this is the only request made by the netizens who took up the charge of the thunderbolt when accepting the task; the reason is very simple, the longer the wooden pole of the thunderbolt is, the greater the possibility of surviving when it explodes.

Fourth, there was a command team consisting of Hu Biao, the staff officer, and the sick brother swordsman.

In fact, only one of the staff members, Yang Dongli, was swaying around with a bent pole, directing the specific preparations of each team.

Even if it took a little longer, this greasy man's waist was sore, and he was still trying to persevere.

And Hu Biao and Dao Ke, the burdens in the eyes of everyone, are actually useless for anything.

Each of them carried a shuttle dart on their shoulders, and they were completely reduced to spectators.

In short, 2 hours and 19 minutes later, at 4:30 in the morning, no matter how prepared they are, they will take advantage of the last bit of time before dawn to launch an attack.

Taking into account the difference in combat power between the two sides, it is estimated that this is also the only opportunity to attack, and it can be regarded as a one-time transaction.

The problem is that after a short while, these eloquent powerhouses found out that the relevant work can be said in their own mouths, and it seems to be very simple and simple.

But when you actually do it yourself, it will be more difficult...

PS: The character 'Flying Falcon' in this article is the author who directly summoned the netizen 'Flying Falcon' to play as a friendship. If you don't want to continue to leave the country, you can leave a message in the comment area.

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Chapter 10 The Gap Between Dreams and Reality

Say it!When they first acted, a group of netizens still had fiery passion and planned to perfectly execute the plan they just made.

Then, with a dream that I had since childhood, I killed those devils and puppet soldiers.

It's a pity that the cruel reality soon after is that they slapped them with such force that they were almost swollen.

On that small mound that is not high, in the fire support group composed of 5 people:

With a soft sound of 'smack~', the team leader Yuan Sin slapped his left face with a slap, and when he put the slap in front of his eyes, he could clearly see a small pool of blood on his palm. .

At the same time, when I feel numbness and itching in many places on my body.

This guy heard that the deputy team leader named Xi Ling, who was lying in a position not far away, cursed in a low voice:

"What's the matter? The weather is at least October, right? Why are there so many damn mosquitoes and bugs~"

At first, the five people in the fire support team thought everything was pretty good.

While others are working, they just need to lie quietly in the grass.

What came from my ears were all kinds of lively insects, and when the gentle night wind blew the grass, the sound of weeds swaying with the wind reached my ears.

In addition, there are beautiful fireflies flying in front of the eyes, and the intoxicating fragrance of wild flowers lingers on the tip of the nose.

In addition to feeling a little cold, the rest are completely hypocritical modern people, who have been clamoring for one thing they want to pursue: Is there a harmonious coexistence between man and nature?

For a time, they felt that even their own souls seemed to be quieter.

The problem is that after lying on his stomach for a little longer, the original sin and others don't think so.

Replace it with: Why are there so many damn mosquitoes in such a cold weather?I go!Something strange just now, it seems to have crawled all the way into my pants, I really can't bite it~

Relatively speaking, the fire support teams that have already received preferential treatment are in such a situation.

Then the other groups that currently need to sell their labor and are busy with various jobs are naturally more difficult in fact.

For the construction team:

Master Xiongnu looked at the construction progress in front of him, and his mouth was bitter.

To know!For such a trench, he has gone through a detailed design in his mind, and the specific renderings are in his brain, which is called a beautiful and practical one.

No matter how good the design is, what is the use of the construction personnel?

One of these netizens who participated in the construction is someone who has not done farm work for many years, or is a guy who has never done farm work since he was a child.

They are holding unprofessional tools in their hands, and often in the midst of hard work, after squatting there for a few minutes, they feel very tired all over the body, and the palms are even more painful.

Raise your hand to ask for a substitution, so they can take a break.

Of course, they all know that if the trench can be dug one meter further forward, then the dangerous distance during the charge can be reduced by a small amount.

Perhaps it is the critical one or two meters distance that can save them one person from death and can join the subsequent battle.

With such a cognition, these guys showed much more tenacity than usual.

In the end, even the Huns, who were directing the construction, squatted on the ground and dug the soil with both hands.

While digging hard, I kept repeating the sentence in my heart: 'Bitter or not, think about our army's [-], tired or not, think about it...'

Seriously!The spirit of the construction team is indeed commendable, and it can even be said to be touching.

Of course, this has a premise, if you don't care about their horribly inefficient digging efficiency; so far, their digging progress can only be described by turtle speed.

In terms of logistics support team:

Compared with the construction team, the work they are responsible for is somewhat smoother. At least the three firewood collectors, their work is relatively smooth.

Xu is that the grove is relatively close to the gun tower, and the villagers who are worried about the threat of the devils have not come to chop wood for a long time.

As a result, the grove was full of dry branches, and they quickly collected a lot of usable firewood.

In addition, the collection of wild pears was also very fast. After a short while, a pair of large trousers that were tied up by the legs of the trousers was filled with wild pears of small size but with bright yellow skin.

Even a slender and long wooden pole, like a bamboo pole used for punting a boat, is gradually taking shape, and the old wooden pole that pierces thunder can be replaced after a while to increase the safety of users.

Unfortunately, the fire was not very smooth.

At first, the confident netizen Fei Falcon initially planned to use the method of drilling wood to make a fire to light a small fire.

To this end, he found some soft, dry and sturdy poplar branches according to the instructions of the relevant video, processed them into a drill board with a large knife, and used a hard branch as a drill bit.

Even taking into account drilling wood to make fire, this kind of thing seems to be a bit more labor-intensive.

He also removed the elastic from his trousers to make a bow that could turn the drill bit quickly.

the result?Fei Falcon's operation was as fierce as a tiger, and in the end, apart from the numbness of his arms, a few blood blisters on his palms, not even a little spark or black smoke appeared on the wood.

After being speechless for a long time, I thought about the awesome promise I made in my mouth before.

The falcon, who gritted his teeth, walked to the left edge of the woods, where everyone who is busy now is avoiding the forbidden area consciously or unintentionally:

Because that was where the three headless bodies of Xiao Huangmao were located, no one was going to help them bury them, including the surviving Xiao Huangmao's 'wind chasing', and there was no such idea at all.

To be honest, Flying Falcon doesn't want to go to that ghost place, the key is that the fire must be raised.

Therefore, they must have the lighters in their trouser pockets.

The problem is that Falcon has overestimated his own endurance and ability to accept.

When he walked near the corpse, this old man who was almost 40 years old but had never killed a chicken, smelled an increasingly strong smell of blood in his nostrils, and watched the miserable scene.

In the end, when there was still more than 5 meters away, I vomited with a 'wow~'.

good guy!The vomiting this time was a ferocious one. While the tears and snot were flowing, Fei Falcon even came out with snot bubbles...

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