Chief don't slap in the face

Chapter 12 Survival Madman
There is no paper in this year, and bamboo slips are used for writing. For the convenience of carrying and collection, animal skins and silk are occasionally used.

"Will it be too wasteful?"

The production of silk is small, and like grain, it can be used as currency. After it is written with dye, it is naturally wasted.

"As long as I think what you said is precious enough, it's fine!"

Mo Wuheng didn't want to waste time on such trifles.

"All right!"

Xia Ye doesn't care, it's not his money anyway: "Then I'll start with weapons!"

"Ok!"

As I said before on the road, Xia Ye wants to customize a series of field survival equipment in order to cope with the upcoming blood survival trial.

As a mechanism engineer, Mo Wuheng has this confidence and ability.

"I need a Nepalese scimitar and a tactical axe. The specific shape is like this!"

Xia Ye picked out a handy dagger from the shelf and drew it on the ground.

"Haha, what the hell is this shape? Why does it look like a dog's leg?"

Mo Wuheng couldn't help laughing, the current weapons are generally straight blades, or with a little curvature, but such an exaggerated shape like dog legs does not exist at all.

Xia Ye was about to explain, when Mo Wuheng suddenly said in surprise, "Hey, this kind of curvature and shape, which distributes the weight on the front of the blade, seems to be more conducive to chopping, very suitable for use in mountainous forests!"

Seeing the neutral girl lost in thought, waving her arms, imitating the slashing action of a dog-leg knife, Xia Ye sighed that a genius is a genius. Although she doesn't know the principles of mechanics, and she hasn't even seen the real thing, she can judge based on experience. That's right.

"The front part of the blade is heavier, using inertia, you can save some strength, and it can easily cause extremely deep wounds, cut muscles and break bones!"

Xia Ye explained: "Because the shape resembles a dog's leg, it is also called a dog's leg knife!"

"Listen to the name, this is a local weapon in Nepal? Where is it?"

Mo Wuheng asked.

"I don't know, I saw it on a bamboo slip by chance!"

Xia Ye can't tell her that Nepal is at the foot of the Himalayas, otherwise what should she do if she asks where this mountain is?
"Ok!"

Mo Wuheng looked at the ax pattern: "Why is it called a tactical ax? It looks like a short handle?"

"Because its purpose is not only to kill people, but also to destroy and dismantle all obstacles, build camps and fortifications, etc.! As for the short handle, it is for easy carrying and throwing!"

Xia Ye explained.

"The styling is cool!"

Mo Wuheng nodded: "I like this name, and what is the fortification?"

"Uh!"

Xia Ye was dumbfounded. Are mechanism masters so thirsty for knowledge?

"With all due respect, besides increasing the load, what you bring doesn't seem to be of much help to the battle?"

Mo Wuheng questioned.

In this post-stone age, although bronze weapons began to be used, their popularity was not high because of their high prices.

Most of the tribal warriors go out to hunt and pioneer. The swords they use are still made of selected stones, but the stones are easy to break and not durable. Therefore, a warrior must carry at least two stone long knives and one short knives.

In the wild, a weapon is a warrior's most trustworthy partner. No one dares to be careless. The first gift that children in every family, regardless of gender, will always get is a stone knife!

"This is my fighting style!"

Xia Ye had thought about it a long time ago. His father's relic, the bronze sword Four Seasons Song, was definitely made by a great swordsmith. It is very top-quality, and it is completely sufficient as a main weapon.

There are many hills and mountains in the north with dense vegetation. The dog-leg scimitar is used as a secondary weapon. In addition to opening roads every day, it can also be used to deal with sudden battles.

The tactical ax is considered half a secondary weapon, mainly used to defend the range of 30 meters and hurt the enemy by throwing it.

In fact, you should prepare a long knife, but no matter how good the quality is, it can’t beat the Four Seasons Song, and it’s a waste of energy to carry it, so I simply discarded it.

"it is good!"

Mo Wuheng took a look at Xia Ye. This is a young man who can think. Unlike other young people, they only choose weapons based on whether the swordsmith is famous or not, and whether they look good!
"I also need a crossbow, as small and light as possible, with a range of 80 meters!"

Xia Ye continued to draw pictures: "Prepare thirty arrows, please use bronze arrow clusters to make this kind of sawtooth shape."

"Tsk tsk, it's so ruthless, as long as this kind of barb is inserted into the flesh, don't try to pull it out easily!"

Mo Wuheng sighed: "These two horizontal lines represent grooves, right? Are they used for bloodletting? I didn't expect you to be so scheming!"

"Then prepare some poison for me to apply to the arrow clusters."

Xia Ye never stopped doing anything.

Mo Wuheng was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "I feel a little sympathetic to your enemy. Wouldn't it be too extravagant to use bronze arrow clusters?"

"I only pursue lethality, not the cost!"

Xia Ye is not short of money now.

"You are such a prodigal!"

The buddy who was squatting by the side couldn't help but sneered with envy.

Mo Wuheng frowned, put away his things, and wiped off the weapon patterns on the ground with his feet: "Follow me."

Seeing two people walk into the workshop, the buddy's heart will be broken. For a mechanism engineer, the workshop is their absolute private territory. Even parents and children are not allowed to enter. Entering, represents great trust and recognition.

"Isn't he just a half-blind trash?"

The buddy cursed bitterly. From his perspective, he didn't understand what the two weapon blueprints drawn by Xia Ye represented.

If you take it out and buy it, at least one hundred dollars, one piece!
You must know that even a detail of some weapons shines with the wisdom of the designer and represents a concept.

A genius like Mo Wuheng can learn from others' strengths, so those two blueprints are the most abundant nourishment for them.

The craftsman's studio is not big, with some maps and structural drawings on the walls, and wooden shelves around it, on which various models and utensils are placed.

"Please sit down!"

Mo Wuheng took two bamboo water glasses, poured some dark red liquid from a clay pot, and handed it to Xia Ye with a wicked smile: "Try it!"

"Thank you!"

Xia Ye took a sip, and the sour taste filled his mouth, making him frown slightly, and looked down.

In the bamboo tube, the dark red wine was rippling.

"Okay, go ahead, I'm in a hurry!"

Xia Ye urged, and put the bamboo cup on the table.

puff!
Mo Wuheng was waiting for Xia Ye to be shocked, and asked himself what it was and why it tasted so good, but when he saw his expression, he was shocked.

"what happened?"

Xia Ye asked.

"fine!"

Mo Wuheng looked at the water glass suspiciously, then glanced at Xia Ye again, shouldn't it be, what about the shock of drinking rare grape wine?What about fear?
Yes, it must be that he doesn't know what it is!It's like summer insects that are indescribable.

"I still need a survival knife!"

Xia Ye draws a picture.

"Not good? It's a little sour at first, but it will be sweet after a while."

Mo Wuheng introduced that this is a valuable grape wine, Xia Ye just drank it, at least ten knives.

This is a reward from her father after the flat-chested girl reproduced the mechanism warrior. She is usually reluctant to drink it, but now she invites Xia Ye to taste it, but the stupidity of the other party buying the pot and returning the pearl makes her a little upset.

"I can't really see the wrong person, can I?"

Mo Wuheng muttered.

In her position, she agreed to help Xia Ye build equipment before, all because of that kind of strange thing, until she saw the blueprints of two new weapons, coupled with the other party's good conversation and calm demeanor, she invited him into the workshop.

This is a kind of recognition, but he doesn't seem to deserve it?

"Grape wine luminous glass, wine utensils are not high-end!"

Xia Ye pouted.

Mo Wuheng, who thought Xia Ye was just like that, took another sip of wine, but when he heard this sentence, he was shocked immediately.

puff!
The drink was sprayed on Xia Ye's face.

"sorry Sorry!"

Mo Wuheng blushed, and frantically helped Xia Ye wipe it off, but he became even more curious: "Since you know, why?"

"Why not surprised?"

Xia Ye smiled.

"Ha ha!"

Mo Wuheng scratched his hair, feeling embarrassed.

"do not like!"

Xia Ye casually explained that it was just wine, and he hadn't drunk Lafite in [-], but he had tasted cheap products in the supermarket.

"personality!"

Mo Wuheng gave a thumbs up, she could tell that Xia Ye was not pretending to be a wolf with a big tail, because when many people heard the name of the wine, they couldn't wait to taste it, they looked cautious, afraid of spilling a drop, and this handsome young man, He didn't look at the glass again.

"Okay, go on!"

Seeing people like Mo Wuheng who are not short of money sipping grape wine, Xia Ye thought of his vineyard and the few wooden barrels in the storage cave, it seemed that he could make a lot of money.

"Very functional design!"

Looking at the pattern and listening to Xia Ye explaining the purpose of each part of the Survival Knife, Mo Wuheng's eyes became brighter and brighter, with the excitement of discovering a new world.

"Straight blade, no scabbard, just a leather case!"

After Xia Ye finished explaining, he continued drawing drawings one by one.

Tight leather armor, gloves, wrist guards, boots with spiked soles, animal skin travel bags, simple tents, sleeping bags, rain gear, portable waist bags, multifunctional belts, water bladders, small copper water bottles...

Throughout Xia Ye's description process, Mo Wuheng's spirit has been highly concentrated, and he has written vigorously. These things have no technical content, but they reveal an epoch-making design concept.

For example, the travel bag has five sub-pockets on it, which are loaded with different items for easy access, and there are handles on the front and side.

You know, tribal fighters in this era go out to fight, just bring weapons, a handful of salt, and a backpack.

These tools, like sparks, ignited Mo Wuheng's creative thinking, which not only opened her eyes, but also gave her a lot of inspiration.

After a long time, Mo Wuheng breathed out a bad breath, and gradually calmed down from the excitement. Looking at the 28 pieces of silk with densely written words and patterns, her limbs limp on the chair, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction.

"Okay, let's leave it at that for now!"

Xia Ye thought for a while: "I will improve it in the future!"

Hearing this, Mo Wuheng jumped up like a trampled cat, staring at him with big eyes: "Is it still like this for the time being? Is it still improving in the future? My ancestors, you know that if these things spread, they will What kind of impact did it have on the soldiers?"

(End of this chapter)