Chapter 4 Communication

  A place with a gloomy and cold atmosphere, where poisonous substances are produced, this valley has a miasma, the sun is rarely seen all day long, it's exactly the kind of place where poisonous creatures thrive. Zhao Wuji didn't expect that such a huge python was hiding here, now it seems just right, can be used to feed everyone.

  Zhao Wujie handed the snake gall to Fengzi, then dug out a golden-yellow object from the snake's body. Everyone was shocked, and Zhao Wujie looked at the golden object, about the size of an egg, saying: "This thing is called Longdan, extremely rare, dispels all poisons, heals wounds, sacred medicine, just right for your captain."

  Everyone could vaguely guess the value of this thing, seeing Zhao Wuji's face was open-minded and calm, as if he had seen it many times before. Thinking that Zhang Peng was still unconscious, he didn't hesitate to hand it over to Zhang Peng for him to take.

  In the depths of the canyon, there was a small stream. After entrusting everyone with what happened next, Zhao Wuji ran to wash his body. The snake's blood was hot and toxic, and prolonged exposure would cause skin ulcers. The clear spring in the canyon was just the right antidote. Nature has its own rules; it depends on whether you understand them or not.

  After Zhao Wuji finished washing up and came over, the fire had already been lit. On a simple frame, Gengzi was roasting a giant python, with a large piece left over. Soldiers didn't have much of an appetite for delicacies; when they were hungry, anything would do. Having such a huge python was simply a rare treat.

  Zhao Wuji obviously didn't like to eat barbecue, so he picked up a helmet, chopped up some snake meat, took it to the stream to wash it, fetched some water back, used several large stones to make a simple stove, put the helmet on top, covered another helmet on top, and lit a fire underneath.

  On one side was barbecue, on the other was stewed snake meat. Life wasn't as difficult as imagined, at least everyone's mentality was very stable, and the tension from being chased for many days had also been relieved.

  With the protection of the miasma, the enemy had no good way to come down, and the canyon was too large, so it was impossible to discover the situation below. Some key intersections were also set up with many ingenious thunderbolts by Bin Zi. There's no need to worry about danger, everyone started chatting casually. Gang Zǐ couldn't help but ask: "Brother, your move just now was too cool, I can tell you've practiced it before. How about we have a friendly match when we get out?"

  "Fengzi laughed and scolded: 'You're just a martial arts fanatic, I bet you can't even beat Little Brother.'"

  "Hehe, to be honest, I'm also not confident, it's precisely because I'm not confident that I've been practicing, can improve my skills. "Gangzi said disapprovingly: "Besides, who wins or loses is still unknown."

  Young people all like to have a casual spar, and soldiers even more so. Zhao Wuji also wanted to exchange blows with Gangzi, but thinking about it, he decided against it. It wasn't that Zhao Wuji was afraid of losing, but rather that he was worried his own moves would be uncontrolled. Having always fought for his life against wild beasts, he had rarely fought against people, and was afraid of accidentally hurting someone. So he said: "Gangzi brother, I'll have to ask you for guidance sometime."

  "Alright, the east wind blows, war drums beat, who's afraid of whom in a fight? Knowing it can't be done but doing it anyway is what makes one a true good fellow. Brother, to tell you the truth, I'm not confident, but I won't shrink from battle." said Gangzi wisely.

  Only a brave fight is a real man, good fight is just a coward. A hint of sympathy and battle intention flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes, quickly calmed down, looking at the vague clouds above his head, said: "How about we leave here at midnight?"

  "No problem, just the captain? And it's pitch black here, how are we going to walk?" Binzi asked.

  "I have a way now, I'm free, who's going to teach me this thing?" Zhao Wuji pointed at the gun beside him and said.

  "Here I come." Feng Zi picked up a rifle, skillfully pushed the safety catch and said: "MSG90 military sniper rifle, uses a smaller diameter and lighter barrel, with a 22.5mm sleeve at the front end of the barrel, looks like a muzzle brake, but the sleeve has no recoil or flash suppression function, just to increase the weight of the muzzle, to suppress barrel vibration when firing. In addition, due to the same diameter of the sleeve and PSG-1's barrel, MSG90 can be equipped with the silencer used by PSG-1. The plastic stock of MSG90 is also lighter than that of PSG-1, the length of the stock is adjustable, and the cheek plate height can also be adjusted. The barrel and stock are the main distinguishing features between MSG90 and PSG-1. Like PSG-1, MSG90 can also choose to use a bipod or tripod for shooting support, although the tripod is more stable, but as a field rifle, the bipod will be more suitable."

  Saying that, Fengzi picked up a rifle and said: "The 56-type 7.62mm assault rifle is commonly known as the 56-type storm rifle, officially named the 1956-style storm rifle. In recent years, it has also started to be called an assault rifle. It is a copy of the AK-47 7.62mm assault rifle. The overall length with bayonet folded is 874mm, unfolded is 1100mm, barrel length is 415mm, magazine capacity is 30 rounds, effective range is 400m, direct shooting distance is 275m, empty weight (with magazine) is 4.03kg, initial velocity is 710-730m/s, and theoretical firing rate is 600RPM."

  It can be seen that Fengzi is indeed very familiar with the gun, and he picked up another one and said: "The 79-style 7.62mm light submachine gun is the first light submachine gun designed and manufactured in our country, commonly known as the 'jungle submachine gun'. The automatic method of this gun adopts the principle of gas automatic; it uses a rigid locking mechanism with a rotating bolt, a rotating hammer, and a firing mechanism controlled by a slow-fast machine for single and continuous shooting. It also has a safety device. The 79 light assault rifle uses a short-stroke gas automatic method, and because the gas port is set in the high-pressure area of the barrel, the rate of fire is over 1000 rounds per minute, with a recoil speed of 11.5 meters per second. The 79 light assault rifle is convenient to use on vehicles or in narrow terrain. The magazine capacity is 20 rounds, the gun weighs 1.9 kilograms, and the length (with the stock folded) is 470mm.

  Then, Fengzi went on to talk about the performance, purpose and usage of the AK47 and some hand grenades beside him. Zhao Wuji listened with great relish, wishing he could pick up a gun and fire a shot before continuing. The life of military camps, firearms, battles and iron-blooded men would forever be the dream in the hearts of men.

  After a while, Zhang Peng slowly woke up, coughing softly. Everyone gathered around, asking with concern and occasionally touching his forehead to confirm that he was no longer burning with fever. They all breathed a sigh of relief and were overjoyed. The snake meat had already been cooked, although it lacked salt and oil, and there were no seasonings, but everyone ate it very fragrantly. Perhaps it was because they hadn't eaten so heartily in a long time. The amount that had been prepared was not enough, so Gaozi took action, chopping up the remaining snake meat and stewing it in a steel helmet. The fresh and delicious flavor of the stewed snake meat was even better than the roasted one.

  After replenishing food, physical strength and state have improved a lot, and everyone's hope for survival has also increased. Captain Zhang Peng also drank a lot of snake meat soup, and his spirit was much better. When asked about what happened, Fengzi next to him told the story from beginning to end, especially the part where Zhao Wuji fought with the giant python, and his face was full of admiration while speaking.

  Zhang Peng listened and smiled at Zhao Wuji, saying: "I'm also being presumptuous, calling you little brother. Little brother, I owe you a life, great kindness doesn't need to be thanked, from now on we're sworn brothers for life and death."

  "It's all right, Peng," Zhao Wuji scratched the back of his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.

  "If only you had met your brother earlier." Zhang Peng muttered to himself, his eyes moistening as if he was thinking of something sad. The people beside him also suddenly looked sorrowful, their mood sinking.

  After a while, Zhang Peng said: "Little brother, forgive me, there are rules in the army, some things are not convenient to tell you, please understand. I feel much better now, my feet are warm and comfortable, I didn't expect that you also know medical skills. By the way, when is it more convenient for us to leave?"

  "What about 3 am?" Zhao Wuji asked.

  "Alright, listen to me. All of you, listen up! If I fall into a coma again, follow Little Brother's command," Zhang Peng instructed, and the others nodded in agreement without hesitation. At this point, everyone knew that in this forest, no one was more confident than Zhao Wujie, who was familiar with this forest.

  Zhao Wuji smiled and said, "You can rest assured, this primitive forest is my territory. I want to leave, no one can keep me here." The words were spoken calmly, but everyone heard the confidence and strength in them, and they believed him.

  "Take turns sleeping, Zhangzi, you take the first watch, Fengzi the second, Binzi the third, one hour per person, hurry up and rest." said Zhang Peng.

  Zhao Wuji hurriedly stopped them, saying: "Believe me and rest, I'll keep watch tonight. My energy is at its best here, besides, I don't need to rest, you can sleep soundly, I'll call you when it's time."

  A few people still wanted to argue, Zhang Peng looked at Zhao Wuji seriously and said, "Alright, trouble you then, everyone go to sleep."

  Everyone listened to the captain and didn't waste any more words. They rested well, so they could have energy for battle tomorrow, so they wouldn't become a burden, and so they could take bullets for their comrades.

  After Zhao Wujie changed the medicine for Zhang Peng, Zhang Peng also didn't stand on ceremony and fell asleep immediately. The others had already fallen asleep, it could be seen that they had all reached the end of their tether, and they had all entrusted their lives to Zhao Wujie with peace of mind.

  Zhao Wuji knew this trust and also liked these several open-minded, loyal and righteous true men. He poked at the fire with a stick, making it burn more fiercely so that everyone wouldn't catch cold. Then he sat cross-legged in stillness, cultivating his own "Nature's Formula" divine power.

  Anything with the word "Jing" is good stuff, indicating a certain status in a particular field, such as Shi Jing, Wu Jing, Dao De Jing, etc. Zhao Wuji's cultivation of "Zi Ran Jing" is also top-notch, and after more than a decade, he has already entered the second layer. Although it can't reach the legendary level of plucking flowers and flying leaves, his internal martial arts skills are not to be underestimated.

  Suddenly, Zhao Wuji felt that several people were slowly approaching from a distance. The divine power of the "Nature's Scripture" emphasized not only the internal energy of true qi but also the cultivation of spiritual consciousness, which made its practitioners extremely sensitive to their surroundings. After reaching the second level of the technique, Zhao Wuji could already sense signs of life activity within a thousand meters.

  Seizing the military dagger, Zhao Wuji stood up and didn't worry about the safety of the sleeping crowd at all. The golden elixir that Zhang Peng took was absolutely good stuff, not only could it heal wounds and detoxify, but also enhance cultivation. More importantly, the dragon elixir would emit a breath of air that ordinary people couldn't smell, within a radius of ten meters, there were absolutely no toxic substances that dared to approach.

  Zhao Wuji, who was increasingly fond of the military dagger, picked up his large bow and took out the venom sacs from the giant python's mouth, applying them to the arrowheads. He then approached the several people who had already drawn near.

  Killing, for Zhao Wuji who made a living by hunting, was nothing. The aftereffect of killing people dissipated quickly, and setting foot on the path of killing again felt no different from going to hunt.

  Jungle law, survival of the fittest. Zhao Wuji deeply understood this and had no sympathy whatsoever. When facing a great enemy, it was either you die or I live, let alone when killing an enemy.