Chapter 4 Communication

Immediately after, Fengzi elaborated on the performance, uses, and methods of operation of the nearby AK47 and several grenades. Zhao Wuji listened with great enjoyment, wishing he could pick up a gun and fire a burst as he spoke. The military, firearms, combat, and the iron-blooded life will forever be a dream in the hearts of men

"No problem, but is it just the captain? Also, it's completely dark here, how do we proceed?" Binzi asked.

Grasping the military dagger of Fengzi, Zhao Wuji stood up, not at all worried about the sleeping crowd. The golden elixir that Zhang Peng had consumed was undoubtedly a remarkable item; it not only healed wounds and detoxified but also enhanced one's cultivation. More importantly, the dragon elixir emitted an aura imperceptible to ordinary people, ensuring that no toxins dared to approach within a radius of ten meters.

The words were spoken with a calm demeanor, yet everyone could discern the confidence and strength within them; everyone believed in this statement

"Alright, I will listen to you. You all pay attention, if I fall into a coma again, you will follow the instructions of the young brother here," Zhang Peng instructed. The others nodded in agreement without hesitation; in this forest, no one was confident they could do better than Zhao Wuji.

Feng Zi laughed and scolded, "You, my friend, are simply a martial arts fanatic. I bet you are no match for my little brother."

In the depths of the canyon, there is a small stream. After Zhao Wuji entrusted the subsequent matters to everyone, he went to wash his body. Snake blood is hot and toxic; prolonged contact with it can cause skin ulcers. The clear spring in the canyon is just the antidote. Nature has its own laws, and the key lies in whether you understand them

With the protection of miasma, the enemy has no effective means to descend, and the canyon is vast, making it impossible to detect the situation below from above. Additionally, several key intersections have been laid with numerous deceptive mines by Binzi, so there is no need to worry too much about danger, and everyone begins to chat casually

A few people still wanted to argue, but Zhang Peng looked at Zhao Wuji seriously and said: "Alright, I appreciate your hard work, everyone go to sleep"

"You are being too polite, Brother Peng." Zhao Wuji scratched the back of his head, feeling a bit embarrassed

Everyone could vaguely guess the value of this item. Seeing Zhao Wuji's open-minded and calm demeanor, as if it were a common occurrence, one couldn't help but think of Zhang Peng, who was still unconscious. Without hesitation, Gangzi took it and administered it to Zhang Peng.

Zhao Wuji understood this trust and also greatly appreciated these straightforward, loyal, and righteous men. He stirred the fire a bit to make it burn brighter, so that everyone would not feel cold. He then sat cross-legged, quietly practicing his own "Natural Classic" martial arts.

I have a way, I am free now, who among you will call me this thing?" Zhao Wuji pointed at the gun beside him

Zhao Wuji, who was increasingly fond of this military dagger, picked up his large bow, extracted the poison sac from the mouth of the giant python, and smeared it all over the arrows as he stealthily approached the few individuals who had come considerably closer.

After Zhao Wuji changed the dressing for Zhang Peng, Zhang Peng did not stand on ceremony and fell asleep immediately. The others had already fallen asleep as well, and it was evident that they had reached the end of their strength, fully entrusting their lives to Zhao Wuji.

"Hehe, to be honest, I am also uncertain. It is precisely because of this uncertainty that we engage in discussions to improve our skills." Gangzi said dismissively, "Moreover, we still don't know who will win or lose."

After Zhang Peng finished speaking, he smiled at Zhao Wuji and said, "I have also taken the liberty to call you little brother. Little brother, I owe you a life. Great kindness is not to be thanked in words; from now on, we shall be brothers in life and death."

Zhao Wuji also said with a smile: "Rest assured, this primitive forest is my territory; if I wish to leave, no one can keep me here"

It is evident that Fengzi is indeed very familiar with firearms. He picked up a weapon and said: "The Type 79 7.62mm light submachine gun is the first light submachine gun designed and manufactured in China, commonly known as the 'Jungle Submachine Gun.' This gun employs a gas-operated automatic mechanism; it features a rotating bolt rigid locking system, a rotating hammer, and a firing mechanism controlled by a selector switch for single and automatic fire; it is also equipped with a safety device. The Type 79 light submachine gun uses a short-stroke gas piston operation. Due to the gas port being located in the high-pressure area of the barrel, it achieves a firing rate exceeding 1,000 rounds per minute, with a recoil speed of 11.5 meters per second. The Type 79 light submachine gun is convenient for use in vehicles or in narrow terrains. The magazine capacity is 20 rounds, the weight of the gun is 1.9 kilograms, and the overall length with the stock folded is 470mm"

Zhao Wuji quickly intervened, saying: "Trust me, everyone should rest now. I will keep watch. Among us, I have the best stamina, and I do not need to rest. You can sleep peacefully, and I will wake you when the time comes"

"Alright, the east wind blows and the war drums beat, who is afraid of fighting? Knowing it is unachievable yet striving for it is what truly matters. Brother, to be honest with you, I feel uncertain, but I will never shy away from battle." Gangzi wisely stated

The food supply has been replenished, and everyone's physical strength and condition have improved significantly. The hope for survival has also grown stronger. Captain Zhang Peng has consumed a considerable amount of snake meat soup, and his spirits have lifted considerably. When he inquired about the events that transpired, Feng Zi recounted the story in its entirety, particularly the segment involving Zhao Wuji's battle with the giant python, his face filled with admiration as he spoke.

For Zhao Wuji, who regarded hunting as a form of hygiene, killing held no significance. The aftereffects of murder quickly dissipated, and embarking once more on the path of killing brought no discomfort, much like going on a hunt.

Zhao Wuji clearly did not enjoy barbecuing. He picked up a helmet and chopped up quite a bit of snake meat, took it to the stream to wash it, brought back some water, and used several large stones to create a simple stove. He placed the helmet on top, covered it with another helmet, and started a fire underneath.

In a place of cold and darkness, there are toxic substances, and it is not ordinary. This canyon is filled with miasma, making it difficult to see the sun all day long, which is precisely a habitat favored by poisonous creatures. Zhao Wuji did not expect that such a large python was lurking here. It now appears to be just right for providing sustenance for everyone

After Zhao Wuji finished washing up and came over, the fire had already been lit. On the makeshift rack, Gangzi was grilling the giant python, with a large section still remaining nearby. Soldiers are not particular about food; a mouthful of grain is a matter of life and death. When hungry, they eat anything. Having such a large python is simply a feast fit for a king.

On one side there is barbecue, and on the other side there is stewed snake meat. Life is not as difficult as imagined; at least everyone's mindset is very stable, and the tension from being pursued for many days has also been alleviated

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji sensed that a few people were slowly approaching from a distance. In addition to the internal energy, the "Natural Classic" martial art places great emphasis on the cultivation of mental awareness, making the perception of the surroundings highly acute. After reaching the second level of the technique, Zhao Wuji was already able to detect signs of life activity within a radius of 1,000 meters.

"Let me do it." Fengzi picked up a gun, skillfully engaged the safety, and said: "The MSG90 military sniper rifle features a smaller diameter and lighter barrel. At the front of the barrel, there is a sleeve with a diameter of 22.5 mm, which resembles a muzzle brake, but the sleeve has no braking or flash suppressing function; it is merely to increase the weight at the muzzle to suppress barrel vibrations during firing. Additionally, since the sleeve's diameter is the same as that of the PSG-1's barrel, the MSG90 can be fitted with the PSG-1's silencer. The MSG90's plastic stock is also lighter than that of the PSG-1, and the length of the stock is adjustable, as is the height of the cheek piece. The barrel and stock are the main distinguishing features between the MSG90 and the PSG-1. Like the PSG-1, the MSG90 can also be equipped with either a bipod or a tripod for shooting support. Although the tripod is more stable, the bipod is more suitable for a field rifle." The MSG90's plastic stock is also lighter than that of the PSG-1, and the length of the stock is adjustable, as is the height of the cheek piece. The barrel and stock are the main distinguishing features between the MSG90 and the PSG-1. Like the PSG-1, the MSG90 can also be equipped with either a bipod or a tripod for shooting support. Although the tripod is more stable, the bipod is more suitable for a field rifle.

The law of the jungle dictates that the weak are prey to the strong. Zhao Wuji has a profound understanding of this principle, harboring no compassion whatsoever. In the face of a formidable enemy, it is a matter of either your death or my survival, especially when the ones being killed are soldiers of a foreign nation

Speaking, Fengzi picked up a gun and said: "The Type 56 7.62mm assault rifle, commonly known as the Type 56 submachine gun, officially named the 1956 model submachine gun, has recently also begun to be referred to as an assault rifle. It is a replica of the Soviet AK-47 7.62mm assault rifle. Its overall length with the bayonet folded is 874mm, with the bayonet extended it is 1100mm, the barrel length is 415mm, the magazine capacity is 30 rounds, the effective range is 400m, the direct shooting range is 275m, the weight of the empty gun with the magazine is 4.03kg, the initial velocity is 710-730m/s, and the theoretical rate of fire is 600 rounds per minute."

After a while, Zhang Peng slowly woke up, letting out a soft cough. Everyone gathered around, expressing their concern and occasionally checking his forehead to confirm that his fever had subsided. They all felt relieved and were overjoyed. The snake meat was already cooked; although it lacked salt and oil and had no seasoning, everyone found it delicious. Perhaps it had been a long time since they had enjoyed food so heartily. The amount prepared was simply insufficient. Gangzi took the initiative to chop up the remaining snake meat, placing it into a steel helmet to stew. The fresh and tender taste of the snake meat was much better than when it was roasted.

Upon hearing the captain's words, everyone ceased their idle chatter. They understood that resting well was essential for having the energy to fight tomorrow, to avoid becoming a burden, and to shield their comrades from bullets

Young people enjoy sparring for fun, and soldiers even more so. Zhao Wujie also wanted to have a match with Gangzi, but after some thought, he decided against it. It was not that Zhao Wujie was afraid of losing, but rather that he was concerned about lacking control in his actions. He had always fought for his life against beasts and had little experience in fighting with people. Fearing an accidental injury, he said, "Brother Gangzi, I would like to seek your guidance when you have time."

After a while, Zhang Peng said: "Little brother, please do not take offense. There are regulations in the military, and some matters are inconvenient to disclose to you. I hope you can understand. I am feeling much better now, my feet are warm and comfortable. I did not expect that you also have knowledge of medicine. By the way, when would it be convenient for us to leave?"

Only those who dare to fight are true men; being combative is merely a sign of cowardice. A glimmer of empathy and fighting spirit flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes, but it quickly subsided. Looking at the hazy clouds above, he said: "How about we leave here at midnight"

After Zhao Wuji handed the snake gall to Feng Zi, he took out a golden object from the snake's body, which astonished everyone. Zhao Wuji looked at the golden object, which was the size of a chicken egg, and said: "This object is called Dragon Pill, extremely rare, it dispels all poisons and is a holy medicine for healing injuries, just perfect for your captain"

Anything that contains the character 'jing' is considered valuable, indicating a certain status in a particular field, such as the 'Book of Songs', 'Military Classics', 'Tao Te Ching', and so on. Zhao Wuji's cultivation of the 'Natural Classic' is also of top quality. Over the past decade, he has already reached the second level. Although he has not attained the legendary ability to pluck flowers and fly with leaves, his internal martial arts skills should not be underestimated

"What do you think about three o'clock in the morning?" asked Zhao Wuji.

Gangzi could not help but ask: "Brother, your movements just now were so cool. It is evident that you have trained. How about we spar a bit once we get outside?"

"Take turns sleeping, Gangzi, you will be on the first shift, Fengzi the second, and Binzi the third. Each of you will have one hour. Make sure to rest well during your time off," said Zhang Peng

"If only I had met my brothers earlier." Zhang Peng murmured to himself, his eyes glistening with moisture, as if recalling some sorrowful event. The expressions of those nearby suddenly turned somber, and their spirits fell.