Primitive Survival of Mercenaries

Xie Yi looked at the dense forest around him in a daze, Ke Tu's trembling voice seemed to echo in his ears, "Xie Yi, Xie Yi..."

How come, why did you come back.

He stood there in a daze for a while, then patted his forehead, took off his heavy animal fur coat, and put it on his arms—it was winter in that place, but the weather here was already hot.

Although this place was not the cliff that he jumped over, it was still on a hilltop. He was familiar with it, and soon found a shortcut to the nearest town.

He exchanged a few thin banknotes with a saber in his waist, went to the barber shop in the town to tidy up briefly, and then made a phone call in the small shop.

Hearing some unfamiliar voices on the phone, Xie Yi checked the person several times in his head before he matched the person, "Qi Xiaoze, I'm Xie Yi."

"Ah, Brother Xie Yi, you are not dead!" The exclamation from over there forced Xie Yi to take the phone away from his ears, and then listened to the voice that continued to yell, "Brother Xie Yi is not dead!" , Hey, Guitou, did you hear, brother Xie Yi is not dead!"

"I heard it, I heard it, what are you shouting, your ears are deafened by you." A rough voice came from the phone, and then suddenly became louder, "Little bastard, where have you been all these years? Don't fight either."

"Let's go back and talk about it. I'm in Lianshan Town now. Find someone to pick me up."

Xie Yi's return dropped a bomb on the ghost mercenary group, and all the people without missions gathered in the base - a house in the deep mountains and old forests, and expressed their welcome to Xie Yi in various ways.

After three fights, two rounds of knives and one shooting, Xie Yi finally got some free time. He threw himself on the sofa and drank the wine that Qi Ze had just mixed—he called this glass of return.

"Where is Guijiu, on a mission?" He looked around, but did not find any familiar figure.

"It's in prison." The petite captain put down the Gunz heavy machine gun, which was obviously out of proportion to her body, and kicked Xie Yi to make him sit down. He went in, and he said he was going to take good care of it."

"How long has he been in, and when is he going to come out?"

"If there is a mission, let us know in advance, and he will find a way to come out." The captain nodded, "Qi Xiaoze, give me a glass of vodka without ice."

"Qize, call me Qi Ze." Unwillingly, Qi Ze took a bottle of vodka from the wine cabinet behind him, filled a tumbler, and then made a glass of mineral water for the captain.

"Brother Xie Yi, I went on a mission with Guitou last time." Qi Ze put down his wine glass, and flaunted proudly in front of Xie Yi, "Guitou said that my knife is very good, isn't it a ghost?" Head?" The last sentence he raised his voice and shouted at the man on the other side who was cleaning his gun.

"Yes, but remember to run faster next time, otherwise no one will care about you if you get shot in the head." Guitou's impatient expression was in stark contrast to his cautious movements.

"Hehe, Qi Xiaoze has grown up now, and he can go on missions." Xie Yi rubbed his hair, "That's right, I'll teach you two tricks later."

"Yeah." Qi Ze nodded happily, and didn't comment on the small letter in the middle.

"Okay, stop coaxing the kids, tell me what you have been doing for the past three years, but there is no news at all, we all thought you were dead." The captain waved his hand and asked Qi Ze to do what he should do.

Xie Yi took out the crumpled and rolled out tinfoil and handed it to her. It was strange to say that something as fragile as tinfoil was still fine after being trampled by him over and over again.

"Tin foil, what is painted on it, I don't understand it." The captain took it and glanced at it, then threw it to the ghost in the distance, "Qin Yetian, what does this mean?"

Ghost Ying took it and studied it carefully, then shook his head, "I don't know."

"Don't look at those strange characters, but just look at the thin lines connecting the characters?" Xie put an empty wine glass on the bar, walked over and pointed it out to Ghost Shadow.

"In this case," Ghost turned the tinfoil upside down and finally fixed it at an angle, "it looks a bit like an interstellar map."

"Interstellar map, it's interesting." The captain drank the rest of the wine in the glass, threw the glass firmly into Qi Ze's hand, and then lay down on the sofa.

"Well, what is this?" She suddenly sat up again, and pulled out a white animal fur coat from under her body—it was the one Xie Yi wore when he just came back, "Bear skin, where did it come from? Hard, ruin a good thing!"

"This, I made it." Xie Yi looked at the captain's expression of wanting to put the thing back into the furnace for a second refinement, "Give it to you."

"Sure enough, Xie Yi is the best." The captain immediately turned into a sweet angel, "Now you can't hunt casually, and there are fewer and fewer stupid bears. I don't even have a nice leather jacket."

You can't kill people casually now, why didn't you restrain yourself a bit.

Xie Yi pretended not to hear what the captain said just now, and turned his head to the ghost to continue the topic just now, "Are you sure it's an interstellar map? Which galaxy is it from?"

"You have to find a professional," Gui Ying put away the things, "I'll ask you later."

"it is good."

The captain over there had already thought about what to do after reprocessing the bear skin, so he turned his attention back to Xie Yi, "Xie Yi, come here, and tell my sister what you have been doing for the past three years, poaching? "

"I told you that I'm a month older than you, so don't call yourself an older sister in front of me." Finally, Xie Yi walked over, "I went to the primitive society for a while."

"Primitive society!"

The room was silent for a moment, and then I continued to do what I should do, but my ears were involuntarily pricked up.

Listening to Xie Yi's story, it's rare!

The captain shouldered the heavy responsibility at the beginning, "Tell me, how did you go to the primitive society, how did you live there, and how did you come back."

It was a long story, Xie Yi poured a glass of mineral water, and then briefly talked about his experience, but skipped his love life in the middle.

Nonsense, if this group of people knew about their oolong courtship and inferiority, they would definitely be laughed to death.

However, things often develop against personal wishes.

"Wait, Xie Yi, you must have missed something and didn't say anything," the captain said, and the people around all had expressions of affirmation.

Xie Yi reviewed the speech just now, his thinking is clear and logical, there is no problem.

"Based on what I know about you, how could you give up on finding a way to get back and instead help the Kasa tribe dig through the Tianshan Mountains to find the method of making bronze weapons, unless someone in the Kasa tribe can make you follow her willingly." Said. As he spoke, the captain's train of thought had spread, "Damn, this girl had to go against the sky to capture Xie Yi. Back then, my old lady didn't succeed."

If you succeed, then my ability to withstand pressure is so unnatural.

Xie Yi's eyebrows twitched a few times, looking at the eyes of the people around you if you dare not tell the truth, we will kill you, and decided that it is better to tell the truth, "Ketu."

"The patriarch of the Kasa clan, no wonder," the captain healed instantly, but this is a man, then, "Whoever you attack and who suffers?"

"What do you think?" Xie Yi raised his legs and leaned back on the sofa, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

This, the cliff is the aura of Gong.

"Okay," the captain shrugged, "then why did you come back, leaving Xiao Ketu alone in the primitive society, how sad he is."

Small guest map...

Xie Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, he hadn't experienced the baptism of the captain's convulsions for a long time, and he still felt a little uncomfortable all of a sudden, "I will find a way to go back."

As soon as this remark came out, there was another silence in the room.

"Brother Xie Yi, what should I do if you go back?" Qi Ze was the first to break the silence. He put down the wine bottle in his hand, and wiped the wine that was accidentally spilled with a cloth.

"Ghost also said that your sword skills are pretty good, so you don't need me to teach you anything. As long as you practice more, you will surpass me one day." Xie Yiyi Qi Ze has been teaching like a younger brother. His progress is also very gratifying.

Guitou didn't wipe his precious pistol anymore, "Although you have been away for three years, the name of Ghost Saber is still well-known in the mercenary world. You finally came back, and you left as soon as you said, what will Swallow do?" ?”

Xie Yi was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously turned his head to look at the side, "Ghost Saber died a long time ago, three years ago."

"No," the captain, or Mo Yan shook his head, "The ghost knife is not dead, and the ghost knife is also a sign of the ghost mercenary group. How could I let him die so easily?"

"You took on the ghost sword's mission?" If anyone in the mercenary group can compare with Xie Yi in sword skills, it is only the captain who once trained together.

"Yes," Mo Yan nodded.

Xie Yi frowned, "Didn't I tell you to take less missions? The doctor doesn't care about it."

"I can't control it, and the captain is doing it for the benefit of the mercenary group." The doctor shrugged in the corner, expressing his helplessness.

Xie Yi stopped talking, Yan Zi's temper was too stubborn, no one in the mercenary group could control it.However, if Ghost Saber survived, what would Ketu do?

Leave him in the primitive society, and then maybe slowly forget about himself?No, absolutely not.

However, Yanzi was injured during a mission and lost her roots, so she couldn't exercise vigorously...

"Hey, don't want this expression, okay?" Mo Yan raised her hand and patted Xie Yi's face, "If you want to go back, go back, it's rare that you can find someone who can accompany you for the rest of your life, maybe," she chuckled softly , "You are the only one in the ghost mercenary group who has a chance to be happy, don't give up, eh."

In the nearly ten years since the establishment of the Ghost Mercenary Corps, more than a dozen teammates who fought side by side in the past have been buried behind this house. The names of each of them are engraved on a wall in the basement. At some point, one of them People will add another sum to it, so the people in the mercenary group are happy in time, and don't talk about feelings.