mtl008 Chapter 302: Strong? Tough?
Chapter 302: Strong? Tough?
After returning to the yard from the village chief's house, Ning Yuan did not delay for long.
He called Wu Zhongguo, Tian Erliang and others over directly.
Except for Chen Xiaosi and Xiao Ningwei who stayed in the yard to look after these female educated youth.
The remaining ten young men in Ning Yuan's group all took up guns and brought a lot of bullets. Each of them had at least seven or eight fully loaded magazines in his bag.
The magazine used in the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle is called a bridge clip, and a fully loaded clip contains ten rounds of bullets.
The least one person took was seven or eight, and the most, like Ning Yuan, Wu Zhongguo and Tian Erliang, the three with the best shooting skills, took more than a dozen magazines.
Ten Type 56 semi-automatic rifles and more than a thousand rounds of bullets, damn, it's enough to fight a small skirmish. In this mountain, any ferocious wild animal you meet will be wiped out!
As for what to do when you run out of bullets? Is that even a problem?
The county armed forces department, Zhang Desheng, who is that? That’s our Uncle Zhang!
They also use Type 56 semi-automatic weapons, and they have piles and boxes of bullets!
(Don’t forget what the situation was like a few years ago. With several arsenal lines, they were working non-stop day and night, almost to the point of arming the entire nation!)
(Just think about it, these basic weapon configurations, what kind of massive numbers are there? The grassroots, during this period, really have no shortage of ammunition!)
Therefore, Ning Yuan did not skimp on the quota. Except for leaving three semi-automatic rifles and twenty or so magazines for Chen Xiaosi, Meng Qing and others, they basically took all the remaining magazines.
Ning Yuan’s idea was very simple. This trip was to see Fatty and the others, or even to rescue them.
It would have been fine if the natives from Fang Village hadn't made things difficult for Fatty and the others.
However, if something really happened to Fatty and the others, Ning Yuan would be unable to do anything about it.
With this idea in mind, Ning Yuan and his companions prepared some dry food, brought some pears, and set off on their journey with light luggage.
As for the route, Ning Yuan also asked the old man Li Fugui for a general idea and drew a simple map by hand.
After leaving the village, they headed north. They were already in the middle of Lingnan, and going north meant they were really heading deep into the mountains.
The journey was not too far, only about ten miles, but it was very difficult to walk on.
It can even be said that there is no road, and you have to rely entirely on your feelings!
The further you go inside, the more snakes and insects you will find under your feet. Fortunately, they are almost all wearing officer boots and thick tweed trousers, with their trouser legs tucked into their boots to tie them tightly.
He tied his shirt with an armor belt and wore a thick linen coat on the outside.
Even a thick scarf was wrapped around the neck.
Such strict protection made it possible for Ning Yuan and his group to travel very smoothly.
We encountered about twenty small snakes on the road, both poisonous and non-venomous.
Some were simply kicked away and fled in a panic, while others even dared to take an attacking stance.
For this kind of thing, Ning Yuan and his men were not polite at all. They directly stuck the bayonet on the tip of the gun and cut it open from head to toe, making it die to the point where it could not die any more!
In addition to snakes and insects, Ning Yuan and his friends also saw many other wild animals.
After all, we were deep in the mountains, and we encountered the wild boars that we hadn't seen last time, as well as a small pack of wolves.
However, these two animals were obviously much smarter than the stupid snake. Seeing Ning Yuan and his group looking so aggressive, they didn't dare to provoke them and turned around and fled.
Ning Yuan also stopped Wu Zhongguo and others who wanted to chase after them to get some game.
The most important thing now is to find Fatty and the others first. These wild animals are no big deal!
When they return, as long as there are bullets in their guns, they can eat as many wild animals as they want.
It was past three in the afternoon, and Ning Yuan and his friends didn't know whether they had taken a detour or the route was just too difficult.
It took us almost five hours to find the place after walking about ten miles of mountain road.
The reason why Fangcun is called Fangcun is because the mountain here is called Fangshan, and there is a long and deep ditch at the foot of the mountain, which is called Fangshangou.
There is a wooden plank bridge leading from the outside to Fang Village, which is wobbly when you step on it.
It's really frightening.
Ning Yuan and his group had just stepped onto the wooden bridge when someone at the opposite village entrance started shouting in alarm.
"Who are you?! What are you doing here?"
This sudden shout made Ning Yuan stunned. What's going on? We are here to see the situation and decide whether to deal with you guys!
But we can’t say that right now.
"We're here to visit relatives!"
Ning Yuan shouted from afar across the wooden bridge.
There was a burst of laughter coming from the other side.
"Where did this idiot come from? Hahaha, he actually came to visit our relatives!"
"Tell me the truth, what are you doing here? If you don't, I'll shoot you!"
Three people have already stood up on the other side of the bridge, each pointing a gun at Ning Yuan and the others on this side of the bridge.
After Ning Yuan learned the origin of this village from the old village chief, he had already anticipated that there must be a lot of guns in this village, otherwise how could it have such a fierce reputation.
But he really didn't expect that this group of people actually ran this place like a stronghold, and even arranged people to be on duty at the entrance and exit of the village.
It’s okay if he’s just on duty, but he’s holding a gun!
Is this still a normal village? It has become Tazhai Village.
Ning Yuan didn't know the specific situation in the village, so he didn't want to draw his gun and fight with them here.
Fatty Fan and his buddies are still in the village. Don't let them get into trouble if they take action here.
Also, Ning Yuan was not sure about the firepower configuration of this village. Otherwise, his group of people would rush over excitedly and end up being killed.
After thinking about it, Ning Yuan could only speak again.
"We are educated youth from the neighboring Fu'an Township. We are classmates with the educated youth from your village. We are not busy these two days, so we wanted to come and see them! Fellow villagers, please let us in!"
After Ning Yuan finished speaking, the person on the other side no longer responded loudly to Ning Yuan, but instead lowered his head and whispered to each other.
A young man with a long face and a shoe horn said to his two younger brothers beside him.
"Didn't Uncle and the others say they were planning to bring some more educated youth over recently? Why don't we just let them in?"
"Second brother, why don't you understand what I'm saying? Uncle is talking about female educated youth. There's not a single woman among these people over there. What do we need them for?"
A chubby, round-faced young man spoke to the long-faced young man.
"Second brother, Sixth Son, what the hell are you thinking? Don't you see those people on the other side are carrying guns? We are not sure if we can defeat them with our old guns!"
Another boy who looked quite smart said helplessly.
"What's there to be afraid of? These guys from the city are as timid as birds. They carry guns just for hunting!"
The round-faced young man said unconvincedly.
"That's right, I don't believe they dare to shoot at people. As long as we can get them in and take their guns, even our uncle will praise us!"
The long-faced young man also persuaded the shrewd young man.
"Second brother, these guys of ours are almost becoming decorations. You've been scaring people for so long, don't let yourself be fooled too!"
The shrewd young man said anxiously.
Yes, the things in their hands are still antiques passed down by those old men decades ago. What's more terrible is that over the years, after hunting or shooting to intimidate the surrounding villages, their things have almost become decorations!
(The plot is coming. Thanks to our old brothers for the tips. I took a look at the gift list and found that most of them are names that the Five Tigers are very familiar with. They are all old brothers. I don’t need to say anything to thank them!)