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Chapter 278 West Malaysia Highway (2)

Chapter 278 West Horse Highway (2)

"Papa", "Papapa" 54 pistol sounded 4 crisply in the jungle.

The natives who rushed towards Xia Jiao, stared at the bean-sized eyes and fell down. His thin leather armor was good to keep warm, but not to face a pistol with a famous penetration.

The young man's ruthlessness was fully demonstrated at this time. Xia Jia aimed a little and then shot at the next native.

There were two more "pa" sounds, and the target fell down in response.

Xia Jia laughed twice in fear. The long-haired natives covered in grass leaves did not look like humans. Even if they were naked, they would shoot without hesitation if they rushed up.

Taking advantage of the other party's silence, he quickly took out the signal gun behind him and shot a red signal flare into the sky. He had good luck, because it was a gun, he always carried it with him and placed the walkie-talkie on the construction site, but he had no chance to use it.

Seeing the bodies of workers all over the ground, Xia Jia held the handle of the 54 pistol tightly, and kept recalling in his heart: How many shots did I fire?"

A second magazine, but it is very likely that it will not be too late to load it. Xia Jia is very worried that when he pulls the trigger, he will not be able to shoot a bullet, so he will be dead.

Several natives were holding javelins and still a little scared when facing the thick and black barrel. They were not desperate and slowly retreated. Although they didn't recognize the signal flare, they could guess it, not to mention that the gunshots of 54 were not small.

Xia Jia exhaled, and he was a little timid about the javelin, but he didn't dare to hide.

About 20 seconds later, the natives finally failed to challenge the last 2 bullets of 54 and slowly retreated into the jungle.

"Luckily, I have a good shooting skills." Xia Jia sat on the ground, and couldn't help but have the idea of ​​crying loudly.

Western Continent, it's so hard

The infrastructure team is even harder.

Life is still in danger now.

Two minutes later, the bumpy Hummer came out of the jungle, and Qin Dajiang was drilling into the turret of the machine gun. Compared with the crane gun, the 25mm machine gun was just a longer barrel and a thicker barrel, like a donkey whip and a dog whip in a pot, and there was no big difference.

"What's wrong?" Dazhuo yelled in the cab on the walkie-talkie.

Xia Jia found the walkie-talkie among the pile of corpses and said coldly: "There is an indigenous attack, and I'll knock them back."

After all, he is a teenager in the 21st century. He may not understand war, but he must understand military achievements. Although the other party took the initiative to retreat, he left two corpses after all. When he thought of the corpse, Xia Jia looked around and couldn't find the long-haired native like a monkey, and he didn't know when he was pulled away by himself.

Qin Dajiang didn't care about Xia Jia's so-called "repelling". He just saw the corpse, and the corpses were all over the ground, and immediately reported it up.

She Lei and Li Changning quickly came to the scene to handle the matter.

The attack was only 5 kilometers away from the Water Village, and it was still in the stage of wet soil excavation. It should be a relatively safe area. If the vision is good, the heavy machine guns on the city wall can be fired - although it is very powerful.

However, it turns out to be everything.

The body means that the place is not safe.

Li Changning found several natives to investigate and inquire on the spot. The village chief of Shangtu Village sat on the fast-moving Thunder Beast and took a day to arrive at Xijiang Water Village. He only saw the corpse and the simulated scene, and then said with great certainty: "It must have been done by those manor owners."

"The manor? Is it the property of the nobles?" Li Changning knew that the manor was a collective farm that produced essential goods for the nobles. Economic crops such as oil and huā flowers were produced by the manor and were digested within the nobles. Compared with various villages outside the city, the natives of such manors had better production skills and had a higher degree of dependence on the nobles.

The village chief of Tucun said indignantly: "I know that someone has warned us not to work for Jiangning people. I said we are collecting money and doing things. No matter who does civil engineering, it will be harmless. They said I am disobedient and want to teach me a lesson..."

Speaking of this, the village chief slammed the wooden crutch on the ground and said angrily: "I thought they were going to beat the village and had organized a lot of strong labor. Unexpectedly, they actually did."

Villages like Tucun are very powerful among all kinds of villages. Because they often work outside, their concepts are open and their clan organization is strict and effective. If they encounter people who have no social relations, they are often taken into account. Therefore, there are often hundreds of households. Shangtu Village itself is a pure Tucun clan, but there are some slaves, with only a few more people than the Tucun below.

She Lei and Li Changning looked at each other and believed in the judgment of the village chief of Shangtu Village. When it comes to building roads, whether it is for transportation or hunting villages, there are only benefits and no harm. Water villages are very happy to pay, and often earn dozens of small money a day when working. In addition, there is food and accommodation, in addition to working harder, it is actually very good. At least it is much better than their adventure hunting in the forest. Even the hunters in Shanghu Village are still very dangerous to go deep into the jungle. Many creatures growing in dense jungle can release their fighting spirit.

"We will definitely not let the people in your village die in vain." She Lei made an impulsive promise, but Li Changningla couldn't hold it back.

The village chief of Shangtu Village thanked him and went to the Shui Village to rest. There were only three supervisors in the dead Shangyun Village, and he didn't care about the others, but since the adults in the village said compensation, he would of course not refuse.

After the body was taken away by the people of Shangyun Village, Li Changning blamed She Lei: "You can't say that."

"What did you say?" She Lei was confused.

"I said that the people in Shangyun Village would definitely not die in vain."

"They are our younger brothers, how can I make my younger brother die in vain?"

"You are really." Li Changning almost suffocated himself to death in one breath. He said angrily: "This sentence must either be said by the director, or at least Yu Weichao must say, what should I say to you?"

She Lei was unhappy and said, "Don't talk about me. I have the right to decide."

"You have the right to decide when going to war with the nobles in Mala City?" Li Changning finally understood why She Lei always looked like a hunhun. His IQ was at the hunhun level. Once the scope of involvement exceeded the street, it would be impossible to figure it out again.

"Even if the director is here, he must have said that." She Lei actually thought Li Changning's words made sense, and said softly, "We're going to find the director now?"

"Director Chen may not be here. Let's go find Yu Weichao first."

She Lei snorted and said, "I don't like that old boy."

"Let's go." She Lei pulled him, and couldn't help but teach him on the way, "What you said today is so thankful to the village chief of Shangyun Village. You have sold it."

"ah?"

"If you sell good things, please let others do it." Li Changning said this, regardless of whether She Lei understood or not. There were more and more students in the Western Mainland and the villages were getting bigger and bigger. I believe the rights involved were getting bigger and bigger. If She Lei didn't understand, it would be better to abdicate as soon as possible.

Back at Xijiang Office, Yu Weichao was discussing with Chen Yi about the next step of shipping.

Each time, the transportation volume of about 20 tons is not too much or too little. Materials such as road construction, cement, and gravel must be solved by the Western Continent, but it is better to send some mechanical equipment from the earth. Even in terms of transportation, an 8-ton truck is more convenient than transporting animals - under conditions of roads.

Li Changning pulled She Lei and came to the two of them, told them what happened today, and explained their opinions on their handling, and said: "We consider that the current situation is a bit difficult to get ironclad evidence, but find some nearby manors to ask, and see which manor has died recently, so that people from the hunting village can do it. They often go to Mara City to sell prey."

Chen Yi momo's chin immediately smiled and said, "It's okay to ask, but there is no need to prove it. I guess if the nobles in Mala City do what they do, they should believe it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. The defense must be strengthened."

"Yes, we are going to build a tower." The defense matter belongs to She Lei. He raised his neck and said: "In the past, the bunkers considered that they had a high survival rate. Now that such a thing has happened, it means that the bunker's vision is too bad. Building a 10-meter-high tower can radiate at least 1 kilometer nearby."

"Build a 10-meter-high tower in a 30-meter-high wood?" Chen Yi smiled.

She Lei suddenly turned red and said, "The number on both sides of the highway is about to be cut off."

"It's better to keep a big tree and dig a tower." Chen Yi said again: "If a tower is built, the machine gunner will definitely die, it's just a matter of how much."

He himself is a level 8 knight in combat skills. He knows that a flag-holding official like Kaman, it is easy to knock down a tower from a distance if he wants.

Of course, cost is always the key. If the knights are willing to travel thousands of miles to Xijiang Shuizhai to build towers, it will be a bit fun. The missile-firing bunkers is still accurate, at least few people do it. In the 1980s, the proud British soldiers used US$1 million to process the Argentine machine gun bunkers with precision-guided missiles of 10,000. Such a waste, I think an ordinary economy like Mara City cannot do it.

She Lei moaned his head silly and said, "Then leave a big tree on the side of the road, and I'll give it to you today."

"Just put a warning sentry on it. Don't use heavy machine guns, it's too expensive." Chen Yi thought, "I'll get some automatic rifles to save bullets. You can use the existing automatic rifles to train some natives to work. In addition, how do Hummers be used?"

"I've passed." Yu Weichao replied: "The ability of xing on the highway is a bit fuel-intensive."

"Yes, the oil problem in the future will be a problem." Chen Yi was thinking about when the storage area could be completely built, and several vehicles could be transported in at a time. At that time, people from the Western Mainland could be used to work.

The three of them then reported on what happened in the past few days. Chen Yi listened very carefully, but did not express his opinions much. After a while, he suddenly said: "You go and organize two inspection teams composed of martial arts students to teach them to use all the existing equipment. In terms of the manor, let's see which one is?"

She Lei agreed strangely. Li Changning and Yu Weichao looked at each other and both quickly lowered their heads.

The director really doesn't like to suffer losses.

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