I, A Soldier in the Field, A Ghost in the Smoke!

A little upset, he scratched his tousled hair. He still didn't know where he was going and where to find clues that he could go home.

As a very planned person, Chen Yan didn't want to run around like headless flies as long as he had no other choice.

One is that I am not familiar with the surrounding terrain and many things in this world. Some problems may arise when walking around like this. For example, I don’t have any proof of identity on my body...Huh?Seems to have this military certificate?But I am not an officer in this world, so I took it out without authorization, fearing that I would not be arrested as an officer.

Second, it is learned from the documents that there is something called'iron and blood' that moves around in this world. It is very friendly to humans. If it encounters it, Chen Yan will be in danger. After all, he has not yet Command, if it were to die, there would be no chance of going home last.

After ten years of darkness with great difficulty, it finally ushered in a little light. He doesn't want to give up here, he wants to go home...

He thinks of the crying sister chasing behind his ass, he thinks of the old dad who often teaches him with a fierce face, he wants to make him wear more clothes when he is hot, and call him when he is cold because of heatstroke. The undressed mother also misses some of her good friends, and wants to go to the Internet cafe with them to open black...

And the figure of Qianli...

"I don't know how they get through, huh..." Chen Yan, caught off guard against tears from the corners of his eyes, shook his head, put his hat on his head and left the basement.

After resetting the location of the thunder, Chen Yan suddenly discovered that there were more things in his arsenal that he had never seen before?

Shaking his hand, Chen Yan took out something that looked like a grenade, but unlike a grenade, there were a few spikes on the top of this thing.

After playing with it in his hand, Chen Yan discovered that this grenade-like thing turned out to be a metal sensor pad at the bottom!

"Land mines?!" Chen Yan exclaimed while holding this cylindrical object. As if thinking of something, he yelled twice hopelessly, "Are you there?"

"..."

There is no response.

"Oh...it doesn't seem to be the ghost of that guy. It's right. It's obviously self-destructed, how could it still exist." He sighed, put away the new type of mine in his hand, and checked the other thing. thing.

That is a gun, a very long and heavy gun!

This made Chen Yan frowned, because this gun was a bit too heavy compared to other guns...

"Is this a sniper rifle? Huh? Boss?" Looking at the letters on the butt, Chen Yan guessed that this gun might be used to hit everything that other guns couldn't hit, such as thicker armored vehicles. of.

"I have a bunch of anti-tank rocket launchers. What do I want this thing for? Hit the driver?" He curled his lips, and Chen Yan took this new thing back. He felt that this thing might not be as useful as he thought.

You said it was used to confront others?A joke, who would use a sniper rifle against a sniper?Chen Yan and others used RP for sniping. The caliber alone is bigger than you and I don’t know where to go. Even if it doesn’t hit a person’s face, the power of the explosion is enough to hurt the opponent’s sniper. What kind of junk is a sniper rifle?

After checking the weapon storage again, Chen Yan, who had not found any other new things, shook his head, and arranged a few "mines" not far away. The strange thing is that some of these mines can be equipped with tripwires. You can't install it, it feels like it should be triggered by people stepping on.

However, Chen Yan didn't study thoroughly, so he let go of a few tripwires and started his journey of catching fish by the lake.

The fish in the house is marinated with some leftover edible salt in the house. He wants to make some dried salted fish and take it away for consumption later.

After all, planning ahead is a smart person's approach.

ps: Second!

Today’s Q&A: If everyone traveled to another world and brought you something, what would you bring?(I guess I will bring a camera to bluff people-laugh)

Chapter 6 The ghost knows how rich the imagination of the soldiers is

Catching fish is simple for Chen Yan, but he caught a bunch of fish in less than half an hour. If it weren’t for the fear that too much movement would attract hostile people, he would even want to use explosives to fry the fish. One by one, the efficiency of explosives is obviously higher by many times.

However, he was not idle after catching the fish. He searched the nearby houses while it was still early, hoping to find something useful from it.

But the results of the search made him disappointed. The dangerous buildings seemed to be full of broken pieces of furniture and various bullet holes. Even if they found food, they were covered with mold, long hairs and even It was even longer than Chen Yan's hair, and Chen Yan was uncomfortable with the grayish-green-green furry.

I believe that as long as it is not starving, no one will eat it. After all, without medicines and hospitals, food poisoning is more lethal than anything else.

With a fruitless sigh, Chen Yan carried the fish back to the small building.

Skillfully and lightly avoiding the trip thunder he had buried, Chen Yan cleaned the fish in the barrel by caesarean. After feeling that the time should be almost the time, he took the flare gun and walked into the basement with the generator echo.

There is a faint light on the glass of the prototype, but it is not enough to illuminate the entire basement.

Two flares were fired at the empty corner, and the light of the flares turned the entire basement from darkness to light.

Staring at the rotating prototype machine in front of him, and seeing the numbers on it decrease continuously, Chen Yan's heart also picked up.

But in the final analysis, this is just a casual attempt by him. Even if he fails to create a human form, he will not react excessively. After all, so many people have failed. Isn't it surprising that he failed?

There is still a pool of light yellow dirt on the glass, which makes the entire prototype look ugly. In fact, if the machine is wiped clean and the dirt is removed, I believe it will look very modern.

But these are not important, Chen Yan just wants to see what kind of thing this machine can produce for him in the end.

Is it ammunition?Or a magazine?Or is it the human figure with the lowest chance?

Hmm... he doesn't know, so now he can only wait for the above time to return to zero before everything can be concluded.

"The last ten minutes?" Chen Yan said, looking at the time on the glass, "Go out and make a cup of tea."

Chen Yan is naturally clear about what is around the place where he lives. After all, he now puts his safety first, and understanding the terrain and buildings around this small building has become his compulsory homework.

Just yesterday when he decided to live here, he found a lot of Siberian red pine not far from the small building. The pine needles of the pine tree are a good tea.

Running around the battlefield all the year round, the soldiers naturally used the environment to the extreme. He ate almost everything he could eat. If he drank, he was taken by a group of veterans to drink tea. There is also a sense of fanaticism in tea.

As long as there is a chance, he will inevitably use something that can replace tea to make tea. A group of soldiers use steel helmets as cups, boil pine needle tea, scented tea, and aloe tea in front of the fire, and then one person will brag about being on the battlefield. How brave you are, other people will answer him, "Then you are so brave." Then everyone looked at each other and smiled. Thinking about it now...it doesn't seem bad.

But if he is allowed to choose, he will still resolutely choose not to go back to live that kind of life, he has had enough.

In front of the fire were grilling tender and delicious fish, and there was no place for him to make tea. Chen Yan used what he used to do on the battlefield-the method of making tea with a barrel.

He took an m1918 Browning automatic rifle and buried the barrel in the sand to reduce the huge sound of the shot. Chen Yan hit two full magazines before pulling the gun out of the sand.

Looking at the steaming muzzle, Chen Yan satisfactorily stuffed the barrel into the tea-making water, and the water in the broken cup quickly boiled.

A cup of hot pine needle tea, get!

To talk about strange ideas, the soldiers’ imaginations have to be said to be really rich. Some veterans have modified the tail gun chambers of airplanes during battles, stuffing a mixture of milk, sugar, and eggs into them, and flying at high altitudes. Chen Yan also tried ice cream made into buckets at low temperature, which is really convenient.

Fighting to the death during the day and no night raids at night, the pilots will distribute fresh and delicious ice cream to everyone, which can be regarded as a bit of comfort on the battlefield.

Holding the warm tea and eating the tender and delicious grilled fish, Chen Yan returned to the basement and continued the extinguished signal flare. He began to watch the numbers on the prototype slowly change from five minutes to one minute, like a beating. With the same rhythm, his heart beats twice, and the number on the glass beats once.

Slowly drinking tea, gnawing grilled fish, finally, the number on the prototype machine has finally returned to zero!

This kind of lottery-like link made him stand up from the ground, who was not very excited, holding a broken teacup and half of the grilled fish, Chen Yan walked to the prototype.

The countdown of time on the prototype machine has become text, showing the word'complete'.

"Uh..." Chen Yan suddenly discovered a problem, and the problem was a bit serious, "How do I open this thing?"

The buttons on the prototype are not designed to be fool-proof. For example, when you change something, it will light up under which button, and the buttons that cannot be pressed cannot be pressed down. This is very unfriendly to non-professionals.

"Or... smash it open." Chen Yan looked at Browning behind his back, with a pensive expression on his face.