This Game Is Too Realistic

2021-10-11

  Chapter 168 News from the North and the Second Wave Refugees

In the early morning, a brick kiln by the river.

Vanus was in a daze facing the square wooden box in his hand, looking a little dazed.

Really didn't work out how to use this thing, he lowered his head cautiously, and humblely asked the foreman next to him.

"This...how should I use it?"

Yang Ergou is a real person, and he doesn't dislike his clumsy hands, so he explained to him patiently.

"This is the mold for the bricks. Put the mud into it, press it tightly, and buckle it upside down on the wooden slats. Wait until it dries a little bit and pull out the model. But it's too cold recently. , Whether it is the mud by the river or the mud under our feet, it is frozen as hard as a stone. We have to transport the mud into the hole to preheat it... You first throw the mold here, and get some firewood outside. "

Vanus was silently nodded, put down the mold, and walked to the forest aside.

Looking at the camp behind him, he had thought of running away, but this thought only came into being for a moment, and he gave up.

Escape?   Where can I escape here? To the   south and east are frozen steel jungles, to the west is a lake, and to the north is a piece of frozen wasteland.

Without guns, food, and fuel, walking in the wilderness, he is the fat in the eyes of aliens and even robbers. A thin piece of clothing cannot bring him any sense of security.

Those real Barbarians will not give him the chance to pay the ransom, they will only chop off his head happily, make his skin into chair cushions or carpets, and send them to their Barbarian Race Brothers introduction-look, this is the human skin of Legion Thousand-man Commander, I defeated them!    Vanus felt that instead of this method of death, it would be better to be shot or hanged and then buried, at least to retain a decent appearance.

The north wind is blowing hu hu, and there is heavy snow falling intermittently in the sky, and snow falls from the pine trees from time to time.

Finally picked up enough firewood, Vanus took a bundle of dry firewood and walked back to the brick factory with arduous steps, seeing that the originally deserted open space had become lively.

Yang Ergou directed the workers to transport the mud into the cave dwelling on the side. He glanced at him, and didn't ask him why he had been delayed for so long, but only urged him to rush in the firewood.

Vanus dared not neglect, and immediately ran into the cave with Chai.

The temperature in the cave is very high, like summer, he was shivering in the cold just now, and he was sweating because of the heat.

No wonder everyone works so diligently. It turns out that this place is much more comfortable than outside!

Vanus noticed that inside the cave is a brick stove, and a tall chimney connects the ground and the ceiling and extends from the top of the cave.

Workers burn charcoal under the chimney, and the smoke is discharged from the chimney. The produced carbon is sent to burn bricks, and the waste heat is used to soften the frozen ground by the river.

This idea is simply amazing.

Did they come up with it themselves?

Vanus was surprised. Although he was educated at the Military Academy, he had never worked as a lower-class people.

Here, he can only be called upon. Basically, he would do whatever other people asked him to do, and he would go around like a helper, but it didn't seem too intrusive.

I have been busy all day.

A group of people work with a common purpose. They stacked ten stacks of bricks in the cave, placed them on iron racks with wheels, and sent them into the neighboring cave along the smooth pavement paved with bricks.

The charcoal fire is lit.

The kiln door is sealed.

Then Vanus realized that not only was he sweating, but also muddy all over, turning his whole body into a briquettes.

Yang Ergou looked at him for a while, laughed heartily and patted him on the shoulder.

"This is the first time I will take a bath."

"Where is the bath...?"

"Here is a little A little public bathroom. We usually don’t bother to go to the outpost one kilometer away, so we settled it here. But the firewood has to be picked up by ourselves, and the carbon is used to burn bricks."

Hot water, Vanus relaxed.

In this spooky weather, the river is about to freeze.

Taking a cold shower is nothing short of torture!   ……

Late at night.

Vanus, who put on a fur coat after taking a shower, sat in the work shed with the brazier lit. Foreman Yang Ergou walked over and handed him a wooden box.

The shape of the wooden box is very similar to the mold of the code brick, but it is not dipped in mud. Inside is a hot roasted croissant, and a middle finger-long, thumb-thick jerky.

"The hot water is burning in the stove. If you need it, take it yourself." Yang Ergou sat next to him and grinned said, "How did it feel to work on the first day? Are you still used to it? "

Vanus smiled bitterly in his heart, how dare to complain.

Working here, at least there is a fire. After the cave is sealed, it is more leisurely, and it is not much more comfortable than his subordinates who dig trenches in the north.

"It feels good...How long have you lived here?"

Yang Ergou said.

"It's been over a month, what's up?"

Vanus: "You seem to be familiar with this place. I thought you stayed for a long time."

Yang Ergou smiled and said: "I can't talk about familiarity, but it really feels like home to us."

Vanus: "Home?"

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Yang Ergou: "Yes, we were all dying at first, and we almost died in the robber dungeon. Later, the wise and martial manager, put the banner on the robber. On the old nest... those of us who were rescued had nowhere to go, so we just stayed."

In fact, compared with those rescued whose homes were destroyed, he still has a place to go. You can walk four or five kilometers south from the Wetland Park to Beit Street, where his relatives are all there.

But how can you feel comfortable here at home?

There is not only a warm house, but also firewood for heating. He takes care of three meals a day and pays money back... To be honest, before coming here, it was the first time he heard that in this world there is Dinner this thing.

There is no dinner on Beit Street. Even oil lamps are rare things. When it gets dark, the old leech’s castle is still lit. Everyone went to rest in the bed early. At most in the evening, make a pot of green wheat batter, dry it into green wheat cakes, and save them as dry food for the second day.

After the old Leech family was driven away by the manager's guns, Yang Ergou asked for leave to take a look at the house, but after a few days, he ran back here again. Not only did he have no idea of ​​going back, he even wanted to take the family over.

The days here are like heaven.

Yang Ergou talked for a long time, his mouth was dry, and he realized that he was talking all the time, so he glanced at Vanus curiously.

"Speaking of which you? You were also saved by the manager?"

"Hmm..."

Considering the reputation of Legion outside Vanus didn't dare to say that he was from Legion, so he nodded vaguely.

Yang Ergou eyes shined, but he didn’t doubt it, and then continued to talk about Danger Land telling him how good life is here. Under the rule of Master Manager, they not only have enough food and clothing, And stay away from robber and alien harassment.

Listening to the foreman's words, Vanus fell into silence, not knowing what he was thinking.

People here seem to be living in order.

However, the territory under the rule of Legion is two completely different orders.

He has no doubt in his heart that the order of Legion is Supreme. Only powerhouse can talk about civilization. Only powerhouse can live in this savage world that adheres to the law of the jungle. The weak are born as slaves, inferior genes. And personality is not worthy to stand up straight to live. And as a member of this powerful group, he with black gold flowing in blood vessels is worthy of the best material enjoyment, whether it is a luxurious mansion, gold, fine wine or a beauty...

But Vanus also has to admit in his heart that perhaps the weak and the subordinates whose bloodline is impure and genetically contaminated will indeed be a little more comfortable here.

Order gave them the greatest tolerance, allowing them to enjoy while building.

Let those who burn bricks eat meat?

It's crazy.

……

Around ten o'clock in the evening.

News came from Changjiu Farm that a group of refugees wandered over from the north. Most of them are old and weak, women and children. There are about a hundred people. Like Wu Tiefu and the others, they are all nomads wandering from the north, but the number is obviously much larger.

After hearing the news, Chu Guang immediately released a task, summoning two truck drivers who can drive and more than 30 young players who are still online to go to Changjiu Farm to support.

As the manager gave too much, many small players who just came back from Changjiu Farm, did not even unload their equipment, and followed them hummingly.

When passing by the northern part of the Wetland Park, Chu Guang suddenly remembered that he seemed to have thrown a Thousand-man Commander from Legion at the brick factory, so he stopped by and took a look.

When he arrived at the brick kiln, everyone was asleep except for Yang Ergou who was in charge of the night and another brickworker.

On the other side of the shack, snoring sounded one after another.

Chu Guang found Yang Ergou, looked at him and asked.

"The person I gave you, how did his work today? Is he lazy? Or he doesn't listen to discipline?"

I heard the manager asked about the foreigner Yang Ergou didn't think much about the matter, and replied respectfully.

"Did you mean the one yesterday? He works very hard, but he is a little clumsy and not very clever."

It seems that this man has two brushes, Being able to bend and stretch, it is no wonder that he can be a Thousand-man Commander.

This Vanus is so obedient, but it saves him a lot of things.

"Yeah, I understand."

After understanding the situation here, Chu Guang turned around and went to the north gate of the Wetland Park to meet the little players waiting there .

Two light trucks, carrying more than 30 people, set off in grandiose.

While Chu Guang entire group was on the road, at the same time, outside the north gate of Changjiu Farm, it was a mess at the moment.

Hundreds of refugees circled the doorway, not daring to approach, but they did not intend to retreat, negotiating with old Luca who was standing at the doorway.

Behind old Luca is the guard with a wrench.

The fifteen guards were divided into two groups, standing in a row at the door and a row on the wall, holding guns tightly in their hands, waiting for them.

Standing next to the wrench, the young guard dared not relax his vigilance for a moment, staring at the group of refugees in front of him, carefully controlling the white breath exhaling from his mouth.

"I said...Such a big smoke will definitely attract bad people."

Another guard standing beside him cursed in a low voice. .

"Why do you say that those people dare to come close? Are they not afraid that we are robber?"

"Hehe, what do you think they are good? Look at those people He is obviously carrying a shotgun behind his back! I bet that if we didn’t have fifteen guns here and built such a high wall, I’m afraid we would have to fight a tough battle today!"

The young guard whispered Muttering.

The comrades on the side agreed with each other, and there was no doubt about this sentence, and there was not even a slight disagreement.

In the wasteland, kindness is rarer than gold. Even the neighbors can’t rest assured, even more how are these refugees with no permanent homes? When    encountering a force stronger than themselves, each of them is a little white sheep who can sing and dance. When encountering a force of survivors who are weaker than themselves, it is not surprising that all of them take off their sheep's clothing and become hungry wolves.

Similar cases are not news in the wasteland!

"The wind outside is really too big, our children and pregnant women are about to freeze to death... Please please do me a favour, let us rest here for a while, and wait for this blizzard to pass us Just go."

Standing in front of the refugees’ ranks is a burly man with an iron-barreled rifle on his back, which is not far from the right hand. A revolver.

Old Luca noticed that the corners of his clothes were dipped in dried blood, but he was not sure whether it was wild beast or human blood.

Judging from the respect and awe of the people around him looking towards his back, this man is probably a figure like their patriarch or leader, and his prestige is not low.

Being able to take so many people to travel long distances on the wasteland, it is indeed impossible to do without a little ability.

"This matter I am unable to help Lord, I have to wait for my master to come." Although standing in front of this brawny man is like a dead branch, there is nothing on old Luca's face. cowardice.

His master is a powerhouse that even the Bloodhand clan can defeat, and he can even gain the respect of enterprises far away on the Eastern Sea shore.

Trifling is just a few refugees, not enough to make him feel scared.

The man stared at him and continued.

"Where is he? Can I talk to him?"

"He is on his way here and will be there soon," Old Luca lifted his chin slightly , Staring at him, continued with a steady and powerful tone, "Should you not report your name before going to someone else’s house? Who are you, who is the person behind you, and where are you from? , And where are you going."

The man stared at the old man for a long time, then glanced at the guards behind him and on the wall, as if he was judging whether these people are easy to mess with.

Old Luca browses frowned.

"It seems that you do not have the sincerity to communicate, so we have nothing to talk about."

"Sorry, I was abrupt," Seeing old Luca seemed to be leaving , The man hurriedly said, "I call Li, most of us are from the middle of the River Valley Province."

Luca: "What do you mean mostly?"

The man who called Li was nodded go on.

"We are not from the same survivor’s settlement. At least half of the people here joined us halfway."

Luca: "It doesn’t make sense, if It’s like you said, you used to be a place of survivors, so why did you leave there suddenly? And it’s still winter."

"Because of the damn war, we didn’t want to, but we had to go. ," said Li indignantly, "you should have heard that Legion’s people have been playing in the north for a whole year. The recent sudden winter probably made them unable to hold on anymore, and swarms of people fled to the south."

Luca frowned.

"Have you met Legion?"

Li angrily said: "To be precise, we met Legion's rout. Those people are no different from robber. They snatched Everything! Damn, I even feel that Robber can negotiate anyway, but they are just a bunch of scumbags! Wild beast! Scum!"

This burly man almost broke his stomach. All the swear words were poured out, and they counted their atrocities in the northern and central regions.

However, old Luca’s focus is not on these trivial matters, but what this person means...

Does Legion seem to lose?

Or at least it's almost lost.

After all, if it were organized looting, it would not be a rout.

A touch of surprise appeared in Luca's eyes.

Mr. Manager seems to have said before that the expeditionary force of Legion in the north can send a 2,000-man full formation to run the desert and intercept the company’s Pioneer, or it’s already a certainty in winning, or it’s I can't fight anymore, and I'm ready to get some good points and leave.

If these people are telling the truth, then the manager might have guessed it...

The surprise in the eyes of old Luca gradually turned into admiration.

And the man who called to leave, was still thinking about bitterness, trying to persuade the old man in front of him to let them in.

At this moment, the sound of the engine suddenly came from a distance.

The refugees surrounding the wall were in a commotion, and their faces showed panic. Li Ye stepped back vigilantly, and put her right hand on the pistol around her waist.

The wrench stared at him, his thumb had already pushed away the Arbitrator's insurance, and the guards next to him raised their muzzle slightly.

Seeing the abrupt change of atmosphere, old Luca was surprised in his eyes and quickly raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down.

"Don't be impulsive! It's the manager!"

The manager?   Li Wei Wei was stunned.

At this moment, the two headlights in front of the truck suddenly lit up.

Looking away from the direction of that light, my eyes narrowed unconsciously, and I saw a stalwart silhouette standing beside the truck with the light on.

That man should be their manager.

Or to put it another way, he is the lord here.

He wears an outer skeleton on his body, and it is not the rifle he is carrying on his back, nor the Warhammer standing beside him that is unignorable.

It is the warrior behind him glare like a tiger watching his prey, and the rifle in their hands.

Facing the dazzling light, there was a chill in Li's heart.

At the same time, the tuned sound came through the snow curtain and came far away.

"Put down your weapons and accept our placement."

"Or—"

"Where to come, where to go back!" -   (Coming out before 11 o'clock in the next chapter, everyone don't be impatient)

(End of this chapter)