The Creators: From Night City

"You found it. Did anyone go up to the rooftop to pick up something?"

The three men and three women nearby might have had different opinions, or they might simply be disgusted and want to argue, but after a moment's hesitation, they chose to just watch from the sidelines.

"I think you want to team up to deal with me." The man turned his head and looked at the people beside him.

"You all saw it. They're afraid we'll get our weapons. They want to control us again so they can put us in cages and make us work like slaves."

He looked passionate and gossipy, and obviously forgot that he had just come out of a cage.

"It's too classic."

Jiang Bing glanced at the former master of Mosin Nagant who was nailed to the ground by a spear, then looked at the man in front of him whose attitude was becoming increasingly arrogant, and finally looked at the mob who were silent but did not leave.

The crucified body is right here, and you're just blatantly ignoring it?

Of course, it is also possible that everyone has their own little thoughts at work.

If he successfully gets the gun, can I also get a share of the spoils?

I believe that some people will think so.

The creation of literary works is also subject to logic. The interesting thing about the real world is that there are always things happening that do not follow logic.

There really are people who can be this stupid!

Jiang Bing laughed out of anger, clenched his hard fists, and decided to give the other party a chance because he had provided fun today.

"Put the gun down. I can guarantee you can get away alive."

As he spoke, Jiang Bing stepped forward.

The man has completed the harmonious integration of his thoughts. Now facing Jiang Bing, he is undoubtedly looking at a villain who wants to kill him with a gun.

They were no different from the group that had captured him before.

So he subconsciously wanted to raise the gun in his hand.

"Snapped"

The muzzle had just been raised a few centimeters when the barrel of the Mosin-Nagant was firmly grasped by a hand. The huge force immediately made the gun motionless.

The man struggled hard for a few times before realizing that he could not afford to offend the X cultists, nor could he afford to offend the person in front of him.

His lips moved and he was about to speak, not knowing whether he wanted to defend himself or make some quibbles.

But a huge force came from his hand, and the rifle slipped out of his hand involuntarily.

Then, Jiang Bing kicked the man in the chest without even looking or listening, sending him flying off the rooftop.

What a joke. Do you really think there would be any good guys coming out of Night City?

Also, good people should be held at gunpoint?

Amid the screams of a woman beside him, the man fell heavily to the ground, making a dull, solid sound.

Because the height was still too low, the man had not yet died and was groaning weakly.

Jiang Bing pulled the bolt, raised his Mosin-Nagant rifle and shot the man dead with one accurate shot.

The gun is pretty good.

The rooftop suddenly fell silent.

The villain fears power but not virtue, so Jiang Bing's words are undoubtedly much more effective now.

"What do you want to do?"

Finally, someone in the mob couldn't help but ask.

"Now, get back into your cages."

Jiang Bing pulled the bolt and a shell was ejected, falling to the ground with a crisp sound like the truth.

Chapter 37 The plot begins

In principle, someone would definitely object to Jiang Bing's words, but now the principle was in Jiang Bing's hands, and everyone could only obediently return to the room where they were previously imprisoned.

As soon as the door was closed, before the two of them walked far, they could already hear heated discussions and accusations from inside.

The plot development is clichéd and can be applied for World Heritage status.

This incident fully explains why special forces sometimes tie up hostages before evacuating them when rescuing them.

Not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates.

Kate, a teammate of average ability, found a big lock from somewhere and hung it on the cell door.

Very good behavior, which made Jiang Bing's brain spin.

The supplies in the institute were indeed abundant, but the mountain roads were rugged, and the two of them could only carry away a very small part of them.

It was a difficult task to take out those metal barrels of fuel.

So, under Kate's gaze, which had gradually become accustomed to it, Jiang Bing used the tools and materials at hand to assemble a four-wheeled traction vehicle on the spot.

Although it is so crude that it leaks everywhere, the overall structure can be guaranteed to be very strong under the skillful hands of the "craftsmen" and its load-bearing capacity is no problem at all.

Several tin barrels filled with fuel, a small box of paper materials and pens and ink, a large amount of daily necessities including food, bedding, needles and thread, several large boxes of tools and commonly used hardware parts, and a bunch of guns and cannons were all packed in.

Finally, there are six pitiful wooden ammunition boxes commonly used by Japan during World War II, containing various calibers of International brand bullets. The total number of rounds is less than 5000, but in this environment, it is a huge fortune.

Now it’s all Jiang Bingmao’s fault. I believe that when those X cult members make a comeback, someone will have to pay the price.

The fully loaded four-wheeled cart weighed nearly a ton, so Kate could no longer be relied upon to pull the cart. Jiang Bing had to condescend and personally act as the ox and horse.

After Kate threw the big lock into the truck, the two officially set out on their journey home.

After walking through the flat road section built by the Japanese army, the numerous potholes and muddy swamps, the sharp turns and stops, and the undulating terrain fully demonstrate the rugged and bumpy nature of the mountain road.

Fortunately, Jiang Bing is not an ordinary ox or horse. Such harsh conditions are not enough to stop him, an extraordinary ox or horse whose arms can exert a strength of one or two tons.

But it can stop this simple four-wheeled vehicle.

The violent bumps caused the four-wheeled vehicle, which was originally made up of pieces, to break down as expected.

Fortunately, there were highly skilled craftsmen on site, and a full set of tools in the truck bed, so they could start emergency repairs on the spot.

The female sailor held the newly upgraded equipment, the Mosin-Nagant rifle with a scope, and consciously found a commanding height and began to be on guard.

Jiang Bing doesn't like to use this gun. The 3.5x magnification scope is not as clear as what he can see with his eyes.

So the gun fell into Kate's hands.

Jiang Bing found a Mauser 98k for himself to make do with.

The gun's quick reloading design gives it a higher rate of fire, which is more suitable for Jiang Bing, a humanoid auto-aimer, and can output stronger firepower in a short period of time.

Compared with the 720mm long barrel in the hands of the female sailor, the 98K with a barrel shortened to 600mm is indeed more suitable for mobile combat.

But this did not prevent Kate from holding the Mosin-Nagant like a treasure and looking around through the scope.

It has to be said that a specific environment can indeed change a person's personality and preferences in a short period of time.

The environment of Yamatai can allow anyone to develop martial habits in a short period of time.

"Hey, Sable, look!"

Kate seemed to have discovered something new. She suddenly moved the scope in front of her eyes, looked at the nearby sea and gave Jiang Bing a hint.

With her reminder, Jiang Bing stood up from behind the car and saw a huge monster on the sea at a glance.

Half of the ship's wreckage is drifting with the current, and if nothing unexpected happens, it will eventually run aground on the reefs of Yamatai.

With his eyesight that was better than a scope, Jiang Bing could clearly see the ship's name printed on the side of half of the hull.

'rance'

Although only the latter half was found, it was enough for Jiang Bing to conclude that this should be the wreckage of the expedition ship 'Endurance' that Laura and her crew were on.

"This time is a little tricky!"

Jiang Bing recalled the unknown fluctuations that spread from the center of Yamatai not long ago, as well as the storm that occurred in the distant sea. He was basically certain that the fluctuations should be the key for Himiko to control the storm.

And the person they were looking for after going through so much trouble must be someone on the 'Endurance', the girl with the same blood flowing in her body, Himiko's perfect 'target for possession'.

In line with the principle of "whatever the enemy opposes, we must support; whatever the enemy supports, we must oppose", Jiang Bing retracted his gaze and waved his wrenches and pliers around, speeding up the repairs in an attempt to quickly return the truck of supplies to the military fortress so that he could set off to find the crew of the "Endurance".

The most important thing is to find the descendant of Himiko and then keep her firmly under one's control. The importance of meeting Lara Croft is second only to this matter.

"This ship must have been swept in by another damn storm. Should we go panning for gold on the ship? There must be a lot of supplies in the wreckage of a ship that just washed ashore."

The consecutive victories made Kate change her previous strategy of slow growth and prompted her to take the initiative to propose this seemingly radical plan.

In the past, Jiang Bing would definitely have been more envious of this half-ship, a product of modern industry, even without her mentioning it. The role this half-ship could play in his hands was incomparable to that of the survivors who could only roughly dismantle some furniture and decks and move some supplies.

Given enough time, with the help of the huge metal hull, Jiang Bing could even build the equipment for a modern armored corps.

No matter how rubbish the Centaur armor of the beggar version is, it can still beat the Storm Warriors, a group of old relics.

However, the landing of the crew of the "Endurance" made time very tight, and there was basically no room for implementation of this plan.

"Not yet. You should rest in the fortress first. I'm going to be away for a while. I have some things to do."

Seeing Jiang Bing's reply, Kate nodded obediently without even asking the reason.

She is fully aware of her abilities and has a good idea of ​​the role she can play.

A newbie should have the awareness of a newbie. When the boss goes out to fight in the wild, you just need to guard the base.

What's more, the big guy not only gave me equipment and helped me level up, but also brought back a lot of supplies.

Thinking of this, Kate held the Mosin-Nagant tightly in her hand and quickly ran to the front to explore the way.

Soon, the four-wheeled vehicle was repaired and the two continued on their journey.

Along the way, fish-scale clouds gathered over Yamatai, where the climate was already changeable, and large dark clouds drifted in from other places, blocking the sunlight and making the entire Yamatai dim.

Looking at the clouds that were getting lower and lower, feeling the gradually moist air and the increasingly strong salty and humid sea breeze, Jiang Bing easily came to a conclusion.

"The storm is coming!"

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In her hazy sleep, Laura felt the warmth in front of her disappear little by little, and the coldness, like a thorn in her flesh, wrapped around her again.

The coldness gradually took back the position occupied by the campfire. The loss of a large amount of temperature caused the wound that passed through the edge of Laura's lower left abdomen to begin to ache again, and as time passed, the pain seemed to gradually intensify.

Under the dual attack of pain and cold, Laura suddenly woke up from her coma.

The large amount of sweat that had seeped out at some point, blown by the cold night wind and mixed with the drizzle that had also started falling at some point, became cold and sticky.

Laura was gasping for breath, her consciousness still seemed to remain in the cave full of human bones and corpses, and the stench of rotting flesh and blood seemed to still linger in her nose.

The ship was wrecked in a storm, the body was pierced by wooden thorns, and the person was hunted. He had to flee in a panic from a collapsed cave filled with corpses and bones. If any one of these things happened to any ordinary person, the level of excitement would be off the charts.

But in just over half a day, this young girl, who was only 21 years old, experienced the whole thing.

After this series of encounters, she just had a nightmare, which was enough to show her extraordinary talent in certain areas.

Soon, the raging cold wind and raindrops made her completely sober.

Looking around, Laura found that the firewood in the campfire had all burned out, and it seemed that it was not extinguished by the rain.

This also allowed her to make a simple judgment on the duration of her sleep.

"I slept for at least four or five hours. Why are Samantha and the teacher named Matthias gone?"

The entire makeshift camp was empty.

At that time, Laura escaped from the cave and walked a long way before she met her good friend Samantha and a man who called himself Matthias in this temporary camp.

It was during the conversation with the two people that Laura confirmed that the surroundings were temporarily safe, and then she relaxed and fell asleep.

The shipwreck of the Endurance happened so suddenly and hastily that Laura had no time to make full preparations. She was only wearing a thin grey tight-fitting suspender on her upper body and soon became shivering with cold in the wind and rain.

"Damn it, I need to get moving."

The wilderness survival knowledge she had learned in the past made Laura act quickly. She kept rubbing her palms and began to try to walk, but the sudden severe pain in her waist made her stagger and almost fall to the ground.

"Damn it!"

The phantom pain of being pierced by the wooden thorn surged into Laura's heart, causing her to subconsciously cover the wound, and her hands and feet unconsciously became weak.

"Samantha~Mattias~"

The successive blows and pains made the young girl's cries choked with sobs and panic.