Cheng Han has always felt that a script with only a single narrative line would be difficult to support a grand scene and express rich characters.
Then, this is not an excellent script.
As a dramatist, he prefers multi-line narratives.
The "Prologue to Revenge" compiled by Cheng Han only covers part of the patrol area.
Another part of the scene, or another plot line, is actually in another place.
At this moment.
Qinglin City, South District.
A middle-aged man with messy hair, wrapped in a long coat, was sitting on a bench in a garden in the middle of the street.
There was an imperceptible blue light in his eyes.
The middle-aged man is holding a small cloth bag in his hand. Through the open mouth of the bag, you can see that it contains some golden millet.
"Gu~gu~"
A group of pigeons stood in the snow not far away and kept calling.
The middle-aged man took out a handful of millet and spread it on the snow in front of him with his hand.
Pigeons swarm over, scrambling to eat the millet.
at this time.
A black cat walked over lightly and barked at the pigeons.
"Meow~"
The next moment.
Something happened.
Several ice spikes suddenly emerged from the snow and pierced the necks of several of the fattest pigeons, killing them instantly.
The other pigeons seemed to have not seen it at all and were still pecking at the millet.
"Meow~"
The black cat wiggled its ears happily.
It is saying: This cat will eat roasted pigeon later!
The middle-aged man watched this scene and shook his head: "Man perishes for money, birds perish for food! Desire always attracts moths to the flame."
He was immersed in his own thoughts again: "If there are no deviations in the plan, the dark revenge operation should lead to an official guarding Xuanshi."
The middle-aged man looked up at the sky with a smile on his face: "According to the derivation results, the Xuanzhen formed by two Xuanshi are capable of launching a series of attacks.
"If there is one less guarding Xuanshi, the attack interval of the Xuanzhen will be greatly extended. In this way, the safety of the 'Netherworld' operation will be much higher."
This middle-aged man is none other than Netherworld!
In other words, one of the Netherworlds!
The last time he killed the executive of the Destruction Mission, he obtained the extraordinary item "Soul Splitting Blood Palace" and deduced the method of soul splitting. Cheng Han could truly incarnate into millions.
"Meow~"
The black cat squatted next to him and echoed.
The middle-aged man Shi Shiran stood up, smiled and murmured: "This drama is by no means an isolated performance.
"It will involve more grudges and more revenge. The word 'prologue' in the title of the script 'Revenge Prologue' is aptly named."
behind him.
The black cat looked towards a bush and barked again.
"Meow~"
Two cats emerged from it and strode towards the pigeons.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
The pigeons were frightened and flapped their wings and flew up.
The two cats picked up the dead pigeon and left quickly.
There were only traces of bright red blood left on the snow, and a few uneaten millet.
The middle-aged man tightened the collar of his coat, put his hands in his pockets, and strolled towards the park gate.
The black cat followed slowly.
Not long after.
One person and one cat left the park and joined the flow of people on the street.
Netherworld.
from the crowd.
Also hidden in the crowd.
*
Fifty kilometers west of Heishan Camp.
Next to a snow forest, a long row of wooden houses was built.
This place is an outlying station belonging to the Black Mountain Camp. It is located on the road between the Black Mountain Camp and Qinglin City, and serves as a supply station.
The black armored army squads coming and going can take a temporary rest here or replenish supplies.
at this time.
A young man dressed as a servant quickly left the wooden house in the name of collecting firewood.
He quietly entered the snow forest, took out a letter bird from his arms, and threw it out.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
The letter bird flapped its wings vigorously and quickly flew out of the snow forest, heading towards Qinglin City.
The young servant looked up at the messenger bird disappearing with a smile on his face: "Hey, I got twenty silver coins. It's so easy to make this money."
This person didn't know that just three meters away, a thin figure stood quietly next to a cedar tree, staring at him steadily.
And the latter is also one of the Netherworlds.
The young servant hastily packed up a bundle of firewood and quickly left the snow forest.
The thin figure muttered: "Has the message been delivered? The operation efficiency of this underground message network is slower than I expected."
He chuckled again: "If I were in charge, the target would be able to send the message out half an hour after leaving the Black Mountain Camp."
*
Snowy fields.
Cheng Han, no, to be precise, it should be the Black Armor Army team led by Gua Gua, finally arrived at the target patrol area.
The first thing the team did was to set up a campsite.
The wilderness area of Tai'an Xiaoling Realm is divided into more than 90 patrol areas by Xuange, each covering an area of nearly 200 square kilometers.
Generally speaking, even if a soldier's physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people, it would take four to five days to search such a large area.
When staying in the wilderness for a long time, building a complete camping site is undoubtedly the top priority.
Cao Hongyi took the initiative to take over the task: "Leave it to me to build the camping site. I have more experience in this area."
Cheng Han shook his head: "No, you can go chop down the trees."
Cao Hongyi had experienced the Guagua incident and had no doubts about all his orders: "Okay!"
Regarding how to build a complete camping site, the Black Armored Army has a special method that every soldier has learned.
But the camping site designed by Cheng Han is very different from conventional campsites.
soon.
Five warriors came back carrying two trees each.
They were surprised to see four snowmen busy in the camp.
They waved their hands, and the snow gathered automatically, quickly compacted and solidified, turning into a solid ice wall.
no doubt.
This talented young man plans to build a camp using trees and ice as materials.
And this is far beyond the imagination of these people.
Cheng Han glanced at everyone and made a gesture: "Put down the tree and continue cutting down the tree."
Cao Hongyi responded, threw the two trees on the ground, jumped up using the magpie style, and landed in the direction of the snow forest.
It can be seen that the snowman works very efficiently. He feels that he must speed up the tree cutting, otherwise it will slow down the construction progress.
A group of people jumped up one after another.
Cao Hongyi glanced back in the air, his expression changing slightly.
He saw a snowman shaking his hands and turning them into sharp ice blades. He quickly swung them and cleared the branches cleanly.
This is enough to show that the Yeti has combat effectiveness and is definitely not weak.
"sharp!"
Cao Hongyi whispered softly and began to fall downwards.
Half an hour later.
The camp was completed at an incredible speed.
This is a small battle fort.
It is hexagonal in shape and is divided into two floors. The upper floor is the observation and warning area, and the lower floor is the residential area.
Even if there is a sudden attack, the upper layer can act as a protection, and the people on the lower layer will not die immediately.
It is worth mentioning that there are actually two indoor toilets in the battle fort.
This is not a unique quirk of some designer, but a very serious design.
Because for many soldiers, going to the toilet in the wild is indeed a big problem. Many people were attacked when they were convenient, and there was even a tragedy in which "someone had a piece of butt meat bitten off."
After visiting the battle fort, Cao Hongyi was satisfied and exclaimed: "It's too exaggerated!"
Patrol missions are quite arduous tasks. It is normal to have poor food and housing. He never dreamed that one day he would be able to live in a battle fortress in the wild.
The other soldiers all nodded.
Everyone feels that it is so comfortable to follow such a team leader.
Cao Hongyi said: "Although the battle fort is good, it is too hard for you. In fact, our requirements for the living environment are not high."
Cheng Han shook his head slightly: "I condensed the 'Bing Qiong Seal', and I have a hunch that the power of ice and snow is rising rapidly."
Cao Hongyi was startled: "Is a snowstorm coming?"
Cheng Han nodded: "Maybe tonight!"
As a wise man who knows everything, how could he do meaningless things?
The Omniscient Eye's deduction has confirmed this. A rather large snowstorm is brewing and will sweep across the entire Tai'an Xiaoling Realm tonight.
Cao Hongyi's idea immediately changed: "It seems that the battle fort is indeed necessary!"
Although a regular campsite can withstand a blizzard, in that case, don't expect comfort, it will definitely be as cold as an ice cave.
Cheng Han looked up at the sky and muttered in his heart: "'Weather Walker'?"
In the process of systematically studying medieval history, he knew that the first power god also had an inconspicuous vocation - weather controller.
In ancient times, this alien god repeatedly caused large-scale meteorological disasters to punish believers who had lost their awe, and at the same time used the power of fear to force other believers to become more pious.
After the arrival of the Wanhao Divine Banyan, the powerful power of the sacred tree can withstand natural disasters, and the power of the first alien god's meteorological and natural disasters has been greatly weakened.
Among the believers of the First Ability God, there are a group of guys called "Weather Walkers" who are best at controlling the weather.
After deducing, Cheng Han believed that Xuanshi-level weather walkers may not be able to change the weather, but there is absolutely no problem in adding fuel to the fire.
For example, make the blizzard stronger.
This upcoming blizzard will most likely indicate that the next attack will be extremely violent.
Cheng Han's eyes flashed and he muttered secretly: "Revenge in the snowstorm? The snowstorm made the atmosphere more tense. This is a good dramatic element."
At this time.
Cao Hongyi interrupted his thoughts: "I will take people to hunt first and store more food, in case a snowstorm comes and it will be difficult to hunt."
Cheng Han nodded: "Okay!"
*
Qinglin City, South District.
Maotai Winery.
The black cat squatted in a hidden corner, watching the people coming in and out.
Few people know that although this place is called a winery, it is actually an underground intelligence point. It was here that the female leader purchased information and learned about Qiu Jian's execution.
The Sheriff was ordered to monitor for many days, and it was absolutely certain that the owner of the winery was one of the members of the Destruction Mission.
A middle-aged man, or Netherworld, walked quickly through the door of the winery and entered a wood processing factory next door.
It's time for afternoon work.
The manager pointed to a pile of logs in the yard and ordered: "Lao Zhou, your task this afternoon is to finish cutting this pile of wood."
The middle-aged man nodded silently.
He pulled over a small cart, placed the logs in it, pulled it to a machine, and spent a lot of effort to start the machine.
"Buzz~"
Accompanied by a noisy sound, the sharp cutting blade rotated.
This is a semi-crystalline machine.
To put it simply, it is a combination of crystal energy and a heat engine. A small part of the energy source is gray crystal and most of it is brown oil. It has the advantages of smooth operation of the crystal energy machine and the cheap energy of the heat engine.
The heat radiated from the brown oil boiler quickly dissipated the cold.
The middle-aged man picked up a log and stuffed it into the entrance of the cutting machine.
"Zi~"
A harsh cutting sound sounded.
From the exit of the cutting machine, square pieces of firewood rolled out.
A half-grown boy, wearing shabby clothes, bent down to pick up the firewood and stacked them neatly.
One child and one child worked silently for a long time.
When the pile of wood was cut into half, the middle-aged man turned off the machine: "Let's take a rest."
The boy said "Hmm", wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a kettle from the boiler, poured two glasses of water, and handed one cup to the middle-aged man.
The two drank water together in silence.
After a while.
The middle-aged man whispered: "Boy, when the opportunity comes, do you dare to kill someone?"
The boy looked excited: "Dare!"
His eyes showed deep hatred: "I want to kill that bitch even in my dreams."
The middle-aged man thought for a while and warned: "This is very dangerous, you may die."
The boy said firmly: "I had a high fever that day. My father went out to buy me medicine and never came back. From then on, I felt worse than death every day."
He clenched his fists and said in a fierce tone: "As long as I can get revenge, I am willing to pay any price."
The middle-aged man nodded silently.
The boss of Maotai Winery, a guy named "Wei Qian", is the boy's father-killing enemy.
The story is very simple. In the winter three years ago, Wei Qian was driving a Jingneng car and met the boy's father on the road. He honked the horn to ask the latter to get out of the way.
It happened that the boy's father was injured in his legs and feet at the time and had difficulty moving. Wei Qian drank a little more, got angry and ran into him with his car.
The ending was that the boy's father was run over to death, and Wei Qian was arrested for a traffic violation and sent to the inspection office. He spent money to smooth things over and was released.
The middle-aged man sighed and muttered in his heart: "This 'Revenge Prologue' is not only the revenge of darkness, but also the revenge of little people.
"Although human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same, the drama that can be woven truly has a soul and has the power to touch people's hearts."
The middle-aged man drank the water and asked in a low voice: "Have you prepared a knife?"
The boy nodded heavily: "It was prepared three years ago."
The kid paused and then added: "I polish it every day, it's very fast!"
The middle-aged man stood up and waved his hand: "Let's work."
The boy returned to the machine in silence.
"Buzz~"
"Zi~"
The sound of the cutting machine is just like a prelude to a drama.
*
Snowfield.
As evening approached, the sky became darker than the previous few days.
"Woo~woo~"
The cold wind was much stronger than in the afternoon, carrying countless snowflakes and sweeping across the vast land.
Anyone with a little experience can tell that a snowstorm is coming.
And in the Ice and Snow War Fortress.
The atmosphere seemed extremely warm.
In the simple wooden house on the lower floor, which served as the living room and dining room, a bonfire was lit, and the room was much warmer than the outside.
Several soldiers were enjoying a barbecue and chatting with each other.
"After participating in so many patrol missions, this is the most comfortable one."
"Yes! I can stay in this battle fort that Team Cheng is building until the end of winter."
Cheng Han is not in the living room.
He was staying in the wooden house next door, closing his eyes tightly, silently sensing the power of ice and snow.
for a long time.
Cheng Han opened his eyes and saw something strange: "There are strange fluctuations in the wind and snow, and there is actually a weather walker involved!"
He deduced it and laughed again: "I learned a lot today!"
