On the Seven Towers

In the fields on both sides of the dirt road, light yellow wheat straw and brown soil are intermingled. It seems that the harvest of the season has just been completed. Li Jia didn't know if the world was divided into spring, summer, autumn and winter, but the feeling around him reminded him of the autumn in his hometown. Where the sun doesn't shine, the wind can make him shiver. And under the sun, it was so hot that I was sweating all over. He wondered whether the sun in this other world was bigger than the original one. Otherwise, why would he feel so hot?

"Hey! The wheels are stuck again." At this time, Chen Hansheng, who was pulling the flatbed truck in front, shouted loudly, "Come and help, everyone. Work harder. One! Two! Three!! One! Two! Three!!", Li Jia and several others pushed hard from behind. Finally, the broken car, which was piled with washbasins, towels, and hot water bottles, was pushed out of a bump on the dirt road.

It would be great if a van could be driven out, Li Jia thought. Not only would everyone save themselves the hard work, but safety would also be guaranteed. Staying in the steel compartment of the van would definitely be much better than being naked now.

But now the school is a little higher than the ground, and there is no ramp, so the van can't drive down at all. So this flatbed truck, which was originally used to collect waste paper and garbage in the school, became the only feasible means of transportation.

It took many of them a long time to hang it down from above.

The town is actually very close to the school, only a little over a kilometer away at most. Looking from a distance, Li Jia can see figures shaking at the entrance of the town. This reminded him of what happened at the school gate. I was such a soft-hearted idiot, why did I agree to come? The more he thought about it, the more hairy he felt, and finally he couldn't help but ask the officer leading the team: "Captain Wang, we only have nine people and five guns. What if we have a disagreement when we fall down and the other party swarms us?"

Zhang Hong, the translator on the side, interrupted when he heard this: "Yes! We have already formed a deadly feud, and they will definitely fight us desperately. The school does not take our lives seriously!"

It's really unlucky. This man can speak five different languages, but he just can't speak human language, Li Jia thought. This annoying guy didn't help push the cart along the way. He only hugged a mop stick tightly, as if he would lose his backbone when he let go.

"Fighting?" Wang Jiyuan smiled, "I don't think they have any reason to fight."

He held a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle and walked in front of the flatbed truck without showing any nervousness. Of the other four military training sergeants, two walked in front to explore the road, and the other two walked beside the car. For the first time, Li Jia discovered that his wealth and life were actually protected by the barrel of a gun.

A soldier on the side glanced at Li Jia and Zhang Hong, whose faces were a little pale, and said with a bit of disdain: "Aren't they just natives with hoes? What are you afraid of? If you read too much, you will lose your courage."

Li Jia was a little unhappy. Being timid and understanding the situation are two completely different things. He retorted: "You can't say that. The people I bumped into before were all strong and had good skills. As long as they are braver , use the bunker in the town to get closer, and swarm them, which is enough for you to drink. "

The soldier wanted to argue, but Wang Jiyuan shouted: "Shut up and be careful."

Chen Hansheng turned back to Li Jia and said: "Xiao Li, don't worry too much. Those cowards will run away if they are scared by a mobile phone, let alone a gun. When the gunshots ring out, hehe. They are good-looking. Those who have never experienced a hail of bullets are I can’t imagine the feeling of charging with bullets. If you think about it, would you risk your life to avenge someone in the same village without saying a word?”

"That's the truth." Wang Jiyuan agreed. He glanced at Chen Hansheng again, "Have you ever been a soldier?"

"It happened a long time ago." Old Chen grinned. Li Jia suddenly felt that this uncle didn't have any of the market vibes of setting up a stall at this time, and there was a sense of heroism from top to bottom.

Bai Yicheng, the director of the Logistics Department who had been silent, wiped his sweaty forehead with his sleeve. His slightly chubby face was white from nervousness and red from excitement, "We are here to do business, everyone." Let’s calm down the fire, and don’t come up like you’re fighting and killing.”

"Teacher Bai, we can't look easy to bully. That group of people are definitely not good people. They had guys with them when they surrounded us before. The leader had a big scar on his face and his face was very vicious. He must have seen blood. Either they are veterans or gangsters." Chen Hansheng said as he walked, "It's impossible to deal with such people without destroying their arrogance."

Lao Bai's face became paler and redder, and he sighed and said: "Well, I just thought that we left too hastily. We just experienced a big disaster, so we should have taken a day to recover before going to explore, but now we are in such a hurry It’s too dangerous to be busy and not fully prepared. I still feel like I’m in a dream and I don’t even know where I am.”

"We...we are all abandoned children." Zhang Hong suddenly said something depressing.

When Li Jia heard this, his heart ached. Didn't he feel that he had been abandoned by God? He was in a daze all the way and didn't know what to do? The others seemed to be touched by these words and fell silent. Zhang Hong started to cry even more.

"No, it's not an abandonment. Principal Guo's decision is correct." Wang Jiyuan's words awakened Li Jia from his random thoughts. "If we don't figure out the situation during the day and resolve possible threats, then at night, the school will be almost helpless. It is fortified. If it is attacked by the natives at night, the consequences will be disastrous."

He turned around, walked to the flatbed truck, and slapped the truck board hard, making the pots and pans clang. "There are two kinds of truth in the world, the truth that is spoken and the truth that is fought. In this situation, no matter which kind of truth it is, it is on our side. I can guarantee that if we want to move forward, our soldiers will rush in front, and if we want to retreat, our soldiers will walk behind. If we really have to sacrifice, it won't be your turn! So, cheer up!"

Wang Jiyuan glanced at Zhang Hong, who had tears on his face. The latter was stunned and stopped crying. Then he nodded slightly to Li Jia and others, then returned to the front of the team and walked firmly to the opposite side.

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An arrow fell from the sky and stabbed obliquely into the mud in front of Wang Jiyuan. He shouted softly to stop, and everyone stopped around the flatbed truck about 100 meters away from the town entrance.

Li Jia carefully hid behind the car and looked out, only to see that the road ahead had been blocked by a low wall made of stones and wooden strips. At least dozens of natives were hiding behind this fortification, holding sticks, forks and hatchets, looking at this side with a fierce look. Among them, there was a man holding a longbow, who was obviously the leader of this group. He waved his arms and yelled for a while, and then the people around raised their weapons to protest against this side.

"Listen, what are they yelling?" Wang Jiyuan frowned and asked Zhang Hong.

"Strange! This is a bit like Spanish, I can really understand it." Zhang Hong answered a little stutteringly. Although he was a little timid and was shaking, the title of language expert was not given for nothing, "Let us go away... say we are the devils that fell from the sky... Don't move forward, otherwise they will kill us."

"Humph, not good words. Shout according to the previous plan, and everyone else should be ready." The soldiers brought by Wang Jiyuan each found cover and raised their guns. The others hid behind the car.

Under the protection of Wang Jiyuan, Zhang Hong responded with a loud voice, saying that we are good people, coming from afar, and are willing to trade with the people here.

Such words obviously surprised the other party. The leader was hesitant and discussed with the people around him. But Li Jia could see that their internal opinions were also very inconsistent. Several people pushed each other while talking, and it seemed that there was a huge disagreement. The argument lasted for a long time. In the end, it seemed that a few particularly excited people persuaded the leader to make an answer.

"We... don't want to... trade. You killed... our people. Go away... otherwise, kill."

"Tell them that they offended us first, and we killed people in self-defense. As long as they agree to the trade, we can give them some gifts and forgive them." Wang Jiyuan ordered.

"Is this... too tough?" Zhang Hong hesitated.

"Translate as I said." Zhang Hong had to try to explain to them. But the other party kept repeating these few words, and from the voice, it can be heard that the leader is getting more and more irritable.

"Captain, do you want to fire two shots to scare them?" A soldier lost his patience.

Wang Jiyuan glared at him and said to Bai Yicheng, "Teacher Bai, I want to take two plastic basins as gifts and send them over to show them. This kind of modern industrial product must be very valuable in their eyes, and it may arouse their interest in talking."

"This is too risky." Bai Yicheng's face was almost wrinkled. Although he was the person in charge of the school's actions, he didn't know what to do in the face of such a dilemma.

"Waiting is not a solution. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger cub. If we want to break the deadlock, we have to take some risks. I won't get too close, and I can put down the plastic basins at a distance." Wang Jiyuan put the gun behind his back and took three plastic basins from the flatbed truck. Prepare to go to the opposite side.

Li Jia was very anxious. Wang Jiyuan had been the backbone of this team all the way. It was not worth it to take risks personally. He looked at those soldiers and always felt that charging into battle should be the job of a soldier.

"Captain, I'll go." Finally, a soldier stood up and grabbed the washbasin and said to Wang Jiyuan.

"Rough. This is a foreign affairs mission, is it your turn?" Wang Jiyuan took the washbasin and slapped the soldier's forehead hard, making the other side grin and take a step back, but he didn't expect that someone on the other side would take his washbasin away.

"Captain Wang, let me, Old Chen, do this job. We did a lot of this kind of "foreign affairs" mission on the border back then." Chen Hansheng slung the washbasin under his arm and stopped Wang Jiyuan's hand.

"If you've been a soldier, you should know how to obey orders."

"We sell buns, it's not the army's business." Old Chen smiled proudly, "I took the initiative to support the army, you can't give me face."

Wang Jiyuan struggled twice, but couldn't move Old Chen's arm, so he had to say, "Be careful, be ready to retreat at any time."

The people on the opposite side saw Chen Hansheng holding his hands and walking slowly with a few washbasins, and they couldn't help but get agitated. Several archers around the leader pulled their bowstrings and aimed at him. Seeing this, Chen Hansheng bent his legs slightly and arched his body slightly, like a leopard ready to attack, slowly walking towards the other party.

"We have no ill intentions, this is a gift from us." Zhang Hong shouted this sentence over and over again at the top of his lungs. This made the leader, who was watching Chen Hansheng approaching slowly, hesitate. However, he still did not put down his bow and arrow, and still stared closely at Chen Hansheng who was approaching step by step.

Eighty meters, fifty meters, twenty meters, Chen Hansheng was getting closer and closer to the opponent, but his steps were getting more and more steady. He looked calmly at the leader of the opponent, trying to convey goodwill. When he walked more than ten meters, he stopped, squatted slowly, and prepared to put the basin on the ground. But he didn't expect that his action caused a burst of tension in the opponent. An archer who was ready to shoot, slipped his finger, and an arrow shot towards Chen Hansheng's chest.