Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 295 The Trip to Langde Village (5)

"Changning, if it weren't for your reminder, everyone would have been in real danger."

Geng Jihui realized the seriousness of the situation and, with a worried expression, racked his brains to come up with a solution.

In the original storyline, Team B almost suffered total annihilation while trying to save a dog.

Xia Lan was partly to blame; if she hadn't failed to keep an eye on the child and his dog, the subsequent danger wouldn't have occurred.

Although Xiao Zhuang should be held most responsible, if he hadn't rushed out to find the dog, the others wouldn't have been surrounded by the criminal gang.

Since Xia Lan isn't a stable member, could we transfer her away?
This idea was immediately suppressed by Geng Jihui.

They were already short-handed enough; even if Xia Lan wasn't up to par, at least she could still shoot and kill the enemy.

But if I leave Staff Officer Xia behind, where should I place her?
"What do you think about me putting Staff Officer Xia with the villagers and having her protect them?"

Geng Jihui thought about it more and more and felt that this method was good, as it both prevented Staff Officer Xia from participating in the main battle and made use of her strength.

Geng Jihui's decision sent a chill down Chang Ning's spine. If she were to be responsible for protecting the villagers like in the story, what if she failed to keep an eye on the dog again?
Wouldn't we all be surrounded again and almost become martyrs?

But how could he persuade Geng Jihui?

Chang Ning wanted to persuade him but didn't know how to start, because he tried to find an excuse to persuade him and found that Geng Jihui's decision was the best solution at present.

Who would have thought that Xia Lan would be unable to keep an eye on a dog?

It seems I can only resolve this crisis from other angles.

Chang Ning thought that since he couldn't do anything about Xia Lan, he could only try to solve the problem of the puppy.

"That's good too. Without Xia Lan participating in the direct combat, I believe the ostrich can unleash its full potential."

Having made up his mind, Chang Ning immediately agreed to Geng Jihui's proposal.

As for how to tell Xia Lan, that's Geng Jihui's business, not Chang Ning's.

Having resolved this thorny issue, the remaining task is to formulate a plan based on the information provided by Xia Lan.

But they couldn't just sit idly in the village, so they started to carry on their fine tradition of helping the villagers with their work.

"Xiao Zhuang, do you know anyone in the village who can speak Mandarin?"

That day, Chang Ning deliberately asked Xiao Zhuang, knowing that Xiao Zhuang knew Da Bao and that Da Bao could speak Mandarin.

Starting a conversation with Da Bao was part of his plan.

"Da Bao would say, 'This child has a very pitiful background...'"

As expected, Xiao Zhuang introduced Da Bao to Chang Ning. He also talked at length about Da Bao's situation and, at the end, he didn't forget to condemn the criminals who sold the drugs.

As they were talking, the two found Da Bao—the child who was holding the little white dog.

"Hello Da Bao, I'd like to ask you for a favor," Chang Ning said to Da Bao.

"What kind of help?" Da Bao asked.

Chang Ning saw cowardice in Da Bao's eyes.

"I looked around and found that there are no wells in the village. Where do you usually get your water from?"

Da Bao didn't answer Chang Ning's question; he simply chose a direction and walked away on his own.

This made Chang Ning very embarrassed. Xiao Zhuang didn't know what was wrong with Da Bao either, because the child wasn't usually like this.

Realizing that Chang Ning hadn't followed him, Da Bao turned around and waved to Chang Ning, signaling him to come along.

It turns out that Da Bao wasn't ignoring people, but rather that he wasn't good at expressing himself.

With the misunderstanding cleared up, Changning and Xiaozhuang followed Dabao to a place with lush vegetation, where a small path led to an unknown destination.

The weeds on both sides of the path were knee-deep. After following Da Bao along the path for a while, a babbling brook appeared before Chang Ning and Xiao Zhuang.

Da Bao's meaning was clear: they usually fetched water from here.

Chang Ning squatted down and looked at the stream. He found that the water was very clear, but the flow was not large. Later, he tasted it and found it quite sweet. Unfortunately, the width of the entire stream was only about 30 centimeters, like two hands placed side by side.

Can such a stream guarantee the villagers' drinking water?
That's questionable.

Changning called Dabao over and asked, "Dabao, how about I dig a well for the village?"

"Would you like to help the village dig a well?"

Da Bao confirmed again that after spending a few days with them, he knew that these people in military uniforms were good people and that they would not hurt him or the uncles and aunts in the village.

"Yes, but we don't speak the dialect, so we need you to be our translator."

"I don't know if you'd like to?" Chang Ning asked, squatting down in front of Da Bao.

"willing!"

Da Bao nodded emphatically, his face beaming with a happy smile.

On the way back, Xiao Zhuang deliberately pulled Chang Ning to walk behind Da Bao.

"You can even dig wells? You can't brag like that now, or you'll be deceiving the masses."

Having spent so much time with Chang Ning, how come he never noticed that the kid could drill wells? As far as he knew, Chang Ning's major in college wasn't geology.

"I know a lot more."

Chang Ning didn't explain, which made Xiao Zhuang very anxious.

Drilling a well is not difficult; the difficulty lies in finding groundwater.

Determining whether there is groundwater is a technical skill.

How can you find groundwater if you don't even have any equipment?

But seeing Chang Ning's confident demeanor, which didn't seem like he was just talking nonsense, Xiao Zhuang's curiosity was piqued.

Xiao Zhuang thought to himself that he wanted to see how Chang Ning would smooth things over.

Upon arriving at the village, Changning found the village chief and, with Dabao's help, successfully negotiated with him. The chief agreed to let Changning dig a well in the village.

He had no reason to refuse such a good thing that could help the village.

He had wanted to dig a well before, but the village was too far from the county town and the compensation wasn't high enough, so people weren't willing to come, and the matter was put on hold.

Now he sees hope in resolving this matter.

The villagers were thrilled to hear that Changning was going to help them dig a well.

The members of Group B reacted in the same way as Xiao Zhuang had before. They were worried that Chang Ning would mess things up, since they had never seen Chang Ning dig a well and did not know whether he had studied it or not.

"Take it easy, kid. If you can't handle it, just say so. It's not shameful."

The old man leaned close to Chang Ning and whispered something.

He was afraid that Chang Ning would force his way through. It was not shameful if he couldn't do it; what was shameful was that he would stubbornly insist on doing it even when it was clearly impossible.

"rest assured."

Chang Ning gave the old man a confident look.

Although he didn't know if Chang Ning could pull off the role, considering his past behavior of never doing anything without certainty, Geng Jihui thought it should be possible... right?

To be honest, Geng Jihui was worried for Chang Ning as he watched him show off his skills.

Surrounded by the crowd, Chang Ning showed no signs of stage fright. He rolled up his sleeves, found two thin wires from somewhere, bent them into right angles, and then stretched out his arms to hold the wires loosely, walking around the village like that.