Doomsday Totem

Chapter 168 Rifle
After Qin Ke'er came back, Tie Slag changed the subject and asked about the water used in the camp.Qin Ke'er said that there is no water source nearby, so they can only rely on vehicles to bring water back.Although the "Dark Night Lighthouse" is located on the edge of the dark jungle, it is more than 200 kilometers away from the nearest water purification plant.Moreover, the transportation process is somewhat troublesome. The roads opened in the dark forest are all temporary, that is, after the trees are felled, the soil is compacted with machinery, and then paved with gravel.This kind of road needs to be repaired every once in a while, so the cost of transportation is not small.

"Speak directly, how much does it cost?" Tie Slag asked bluntly.He knew that Qin Ke'er said so much just to inoculate him, lest he lose his composure when he heard the water price.

"A whole truck of thirty tons costs five credits." Qin Ke'er said weakly.

"What!" Although he was prepared, he stood up in shock when he heard the water price. Five credits are equivalent to at least 5 gold, and the living expenses for him and Lao Niu to spend the winter are less than 60 gold.

"Don't get excited~" Qin Ke'er comforted, "Actually, you men don't need to take a bath. If you only drink water, it shouldn't take much." When saying this, both women subconsciously moved back , distanced himself from Iron Slag, to show dislike.The latter snorted coldly, saying that five points is five points, buy it!

After receiving the instructions, Qin Ke'er placed an order using the communicator.Not long after, a large truck drove into the camp and unloaded the [-]-ton steel water tank on the open space in front of the camp.After paying the water money, Qin Ke'er reported the team's financial situation to Tie Slag.

Original account: 1000 credits, 0 gold.

Spent: 120 credits for Psionic Warrior Rifle, 1 credits for Tiger Mecha (*300), 2 credits for Thunderfire Mech (*120), 15 credits for individual equipment (*75 sets), temporary conference room rental fee 2 credits, 3 credits for meals, 50 credits for aircraft rental, 50 credits for emergency passage occupancy, 500 credits for M200 explosive bombs (*30 rounds), 30 credits for drinking water (*5 tons).

Estimated cost:

Monthly personnel salary (unpaid), Qin Keer 35 gold, mech pilot (*3) 60 gold, marine (*12) 180 gold, Wang Hu, Porcupine, Matchstick, Bai Xiaoyun, Tuoba San (* 5) None

Monthly consumption (not paid), barracks rental fee 7 credits, meal fee (to be determined)
Book balance: 245 credits, 0 coins
Expenditure at the end of the month: 7 gold for 275 credits

"Is that all that's left?" Tie Slag looked at the bill and asked.

"Hmm~" Qin Ke'er nodded.

"I'll go to the town to buy food later, and cook for myself." Tie Slag said expressionlessly.

"What about us?" Qin Ke'er pulled Mu Qianhe's sleeve and asked Tie Slag.

"Didn't General Li Qi say to reduce all your expenses?" Tie Slag reminded.The two women looked at each other, and each sighed softly with their hands on their foreheads. It was only the second day that the head of the group began to play tricks...

After talking about things, Tie Zha ordered Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe to stay in the camp and wait for him to return, then put on their swords and guns, ride the red comet, and head to the outskirts of the stronghold to check the environment of the dark jungle.

After leaving the gate of the stronghold, there is an endless virgin jungle. Iron Slag slows down the speed of the car and wanders aimlessly in the woods.The ferns around the stronghold have been cleared away, leaving only a few shrubs and tall old trees, so the problem of vehicle traffic is not big.

After walking in the jungle for a while, the vegetation gradually became lush, and the place where the locomotive could go became narrower and narrower.Iron Slag stopped moving forward, and took out the psionic warrior rifle from his back, ready to try it.He hasn't fired a single gun since he bought it.

"Crack."

He pulled the bolt, revealing a bomb bay about 10 centimeters long.He scrutinized it carefully for a while, then took out an empty psionic rifle bullet from his coat pocket, slowly pushed it into the magazine bay, and pushed the bolt up with a "click".The bullets of these psychic guns are all empty, and they must be injected with psychic energy before they can be activated.

After loading the bullet, Iron Slag picked up the rifle and aimed it forward, then pushed the safety catch up with his right thumb.In an instant, he felt an inexplicable suction force coming from the gun body, as if something in his body was sucked out.A few seconds later, the fine texture engraved on the gun body gradually lit up, as if there was a blue fluorescent liquid flowing in it, crystal clear and really beautiful.

After more than ten seconds, he suddenly felt weak, as if the strength in his body was slowly draining.At first the feeling was slight, but as time went on, he felt the suction force from the barrel of the gun getting stronger and stronger, and the force was draining faster and faster.

After about 1 minute, the blue light in the texture becomes more dazzling, and the liquid in it seems to stop flowing.At this moment, the inexplicable suction suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, he could feel the bullets in the gun chamber ready to go.Mu Qianhe once reminded him that after the spiritual weapon is fully charged, the energy will continue to overflow outward.So launch it as soon as possible, otherwise you will have to constantly consume psionic energy to maintain the activated state.

Then, he aimed at an ancient tree surrounded by four people, first relaxed his body, lightly pressed his right index finger on the trigger, and then pulled it hard.

"Oh!"

In an instant, a dazzling light erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and a faint blue bullet shot out in response.The sharp bullet pierced the air, causing ripples.And the surrounding air surged crazily, as if an invisible force forcefully tore apart the space in front of him.

With a loud noise, a blue light penetrated the thick tree trunk and flew straight into the sky.At the same time, the powerful recoil hit his shoulder, making him take a step back involuntarily.

When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, he put down his gun and took a closer look. There was a hole the size of a bowl in the tree trunk.Seeing this scene, he couldn't help taking a deep breath. The solid wood more than two meters wide had been punched through. If this shot hit him, the consequences would be disastrous.

Iron Slag picked up the rifle in his hand again and looked at it carefully.With it, even against a psyker wearing psychic power armor, he has a slight chance of winning.Next, he tried another shot, leaving a hole the size of a bowl in another ancient tree.After firing two shots, he obviously felt that his strength had dropped a lot.It is estimated that after another seven or eight shots, he will crawl back.

After putting away his weapon, he stepped onto the locomotive, twisted the accelerator, and drove towards the stronghold.About four and ten minutes later, he returned to his tent.As soon as the car was parked, Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe surrounded him.

"So boring~" "Boss~ We haven't had lunch yet, we're starving~" "Boss~ I'm hungry~" "I'm hungry~"

The two girls screamed, and Tie Zha felt uncomfortable all over.He looked up and found that no one else was there, so he asked where everyone had gone.Qin Ke'er said that Wang Hu led the team to the rest center for dinner, and Tie Zha asked them why they didn't follow.Qin Ke'er said that they would eat well with the boss.Iron Slag rolled his eyes, and then looked at his watch. It was one o'clock in the noon, and he took the two girls out of the tent, turned over neatly, and jumped directly into the passenger seat of the jeep.

Seeing this, Mu Qianhe squinted his long eyes, rushed forward, raised his legs high, stepped on the car door and jumped onto the driver's seat. Qin Ke'er was not tall enough, so he tried to jump, but failed.Iron Slag couldn't help grinning. Seeing his expression, the latter immediately gritted his teeth, opened the car door, and sat up.

"Kang Dang!" Qin Ke'er closed the car door forcefully, then folded her hands on her chest and leaned against the back seat angrily.

"This car is not well designed, it's too tall." Mu Qianhe said with a smile.However, Qin Ke'er didn't appreciate it, and seemed to be even more angry, her chest kept rising and falling.

"How about..." Tie Slag echoed once in a thousand years, "Go to General Li Qi for a smaller one."

"You... Ignore you..." Qin Ke'er's eyes were red, and she shouted aggrievedly.

"When I was young, I often went to taverns to listen to travelers telling stories..." Tie Slag comforted while gesticulating, "They say that the taller one is better, the shorter one is better, the old man can push a cart, Guanyin can sit on a lotus, Each has its own merits."

"Rogue!" "Rogue!" The two women cursed in unison.

Tie Slag frowned immediately, and said, "What are you rascals?" Seeing his serious expression, Mu Qianhe asked, "Do you know the meaning of this sentence?"

"It means that the tall ones have to push the carts, and the short ones can ride in the carts, so the short ones are better." Tie Slag said.

The two women looked at each other, and they both let out a "pu chi...", laughing so hard that the flower branches trembled.That Mu Qianhe laughed so hard that he couldn't even hold on to the steering wheel, and almost crashed into someone else's camp.

"Is it funny?" Tie Slag frowned and asked seriously.This time it was his turn to be depressed, because he just realized that this explanation was taught by Lina, and there must be something tricky in it.He angrily threatened in a low voice, "If you laugh again, you won't have lunch."

"Boss~ I was wrong~ I don't laugh~" Mu Qianhe glanced sideways at Tie Slag, and explained, "This is a sentence handed down from ancient times in our Far East Continent."

"What do you mean?" Tie Slag asked.

"It's hard to describe in words, I can only demonstrate." Mu Qianhe said with a smile, "Let's find a time, Qianhe will teach you the old man to push a cart, and Ke'er will teach you how to fuck, okay?"

"En." Tie Slag nodded.

"I want you to go, I won't go, female hooligan!" Qin Ke'er scolded.

"I'm a female hooligan, what's up~" Mu Qianhe turned her head and provocatively challenged Qin Ke'er with her chest up.

"Concentrate on driving." Tie Slag reminded.

After some tossing, the three finally arrived at their destination.After Mu Qianhe parked the car, they walked into the rest hall side by side.At this time, people were coming and going in the hall, and it was very lively.The trainees huddled together, chatting and chatting while eating lunch.

The three found a secluded place and sat down.The tables here all seat six people, not too big or too small.After sitting down, the two women each picked up the menu and browsed.Tie Slag called the waiter, looked at the menu and flipped through it casually, then ordered a piece of cheese bread and a cream soup.The two girls ordered a few meals, and the waiter left after taking notes.

After the waiter left, Tie Slag took a sip of water and was about to talk about the arrangements for the afternoon when he noticed that the expressions of the two girls were a little strange.At this moment, he suddenly felt someone approaching, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body tensed up.

"Excuse me, is there anyone sitting here?" A few seconds later, a thick and hoarse voice came from the side.Looking back, a young man in a light brown suit and a dark red and black patterned tie was standing beside him with a plate.

(End of this chapter)