"Brothers! This is our first mission for us! Follow Mr. Xie and do your best. No problem!" Zhao Lie yelled.
"No problem!!" Everyone yelled in response.
Xie Xian smiled awkwardly: "No need to shout so loudly."
"Brothers of the Dragon Group, don't worry. This operation is very dangerous. If anyone is unwilling to go, you can tell me directly. I will never force you!"
Zhao Lie came close to Xie Xian and whispered: "Sir, we won't be called the Dragon Group after I come to Beijing. It's treasonous!"
Xie Xian was stunned, turned his head and asked, "What's that called?"
"Call the Demon Slayer Team!" Zhao Lie looked serious.
"Huh? What does Demon Slayer Squad mean?" Xie Xian looked confused.
Zhao Lie looked at Xie Xian with disdain. It seemed that the gentleman who taught him how to read and write didn't study hard either, and now his skills have seriously deteriorated!
"You don't understand this? As the name suggests, if you offend the master, we will kill him into a ghost! If the ghost offends the master, we will kill him in the same way!"
".........Fine."
Xie Xian was speechless for a moment... The master didn't come up with these incomprehensible names just once or twice.
Call it whatever you like!
"Okay! Since everyone is willing to go, let's simply wash up! Follow me to the arsenal to get equipment!"
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Half an hour later, more than twenty people headed to Arms Library in a mighty manner.
Xie Xian was not familiar with Wu Bei Ku, but with Zhao Lie leading the way, he became more familiar with the road.
When we arrived outside the Arms Library Courtyard, there were ten soldiers guarding it.
Seeing that he was an acquaintance, he didn't take much precautions and let him go directly after a routine inspection.
When they entered the arsenal, they saw some swords placed crookedly and a dusty police uniform.
Xie Xian couldn't help but said with some disappointment: "No, why do we only have this little equipment? It's useless to carry this with us. I remember that our equipment is better than the one here!"
Zhao Lie chuckled: "These are just show-offs. There are always outsiders coming to the county now! If anyone wants to spy, just let them see. Master, please keep a low profile."
"The weapons store we want to enter is not this one, but this one!"
After saying that, Zhao Lie pressed his arms against the wall beside him and exerted force suddenly!
The hidden stone door began to rotate slowly, revealing a deep hole.
Xie Xian looked at Shimen and said thoughtfully, "So we still have a weapons store underground?"
Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Lie lit a torch with ease and replied: "No, it's just that the original arsenal has been moved underground. It's a little troublesome, but it's safe enough."
Zhao Lie walked into the stone gate with a torch and walked down the stairs, followed closely by Xie Xian.
The vision was a little dark, the space was very cramped, the group of people walked a little slowly, and the atmosphere was inexplicably tense.
Xie Xian took the initiative and said, "I haven't been to the dungeon for a long time. I wonder if there are any changes down there?"
Zhao Lie smiled and said: "What changes can there be? It's so dark. Who would want to be here except the people from the Firearms Research Institute?"
"But the cement made by me is really awesome. It is still so strong after so many years. At first, everyone thought it would collapse."
While talking, he had already descended to the second underground floor, and a corridor appeared in front of Xie Xian.
This corridor is deep and long, but a little short.
Everyone hunched over slightly before passing one by one. It was not until they arrived in front of the real arsenal that the space suddenly opened up.
When Zhao Lie knocked on the door of the weapons library, the door was slowly opened.
A head with white beard and hair was exposed from the door. He looked at Zhao Lie and said helplessly: "I thought the replacement was here, why is it your kid?"
"Isn't it winter yet?! Why do we need to hunt now?"
Xie Xian silently handed over Fang Zhengyi's letter. The old man took the letter and read it twice carefully.
He opened his mouth and said, "Come in. Don't let those with torches in yet. Get your things and leave quickly."
Everyone began to hand over torches, and a dozen people entered the arsenal to receive equipment.
Xie Xian stood in the room and began to look around.
The area of this room is not too large, and it is equivalent to the area of the weapons warehouse on the ground.
Dozens of oil lamps were lit on the wall and reflected light with lenses.
In addition, the walls are hung with a dazzling array of armors, swords, and various weapons that are constantly reflecting light, so the underground view is not too dark.
Zhao Lie and others searched for equipment with ease.
Several large boxes were quickly packed out, and Xie Xian leaned over to take a look.
Daggers, hand crossbows, soft armor, various protective gear... and some bottles and jars of different colors.
After collecting them, Zhao Lie patted the dust on his hands and said, "Okay, these should be enough for self-protection."
"But we still need to go to the Firearms Research Institute to pick up some things."
Xie Xian asked curiously: "I remember that the master stopped making gunpowder a long time ago, right? And the things there are all heavy and stupid, what's the use?"
Zhao Lie smiled and said: "The gunpowder has indeed stopped, but the research institute has not. They really have a lot of good stuff!"
"The master asked you to come to us to act as guards, which means that this time is actually very dangerous."
"It's enough for us to bring these equipment, but if you can't, I'll get you some self-defense weapons!"
"What?" Xie Xian asked.
Zhao Lie shook his head: "I don't understand. I've only seen it once and it's still a semi-finished product. I don't know if they have completed it. Let's try our luck."
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