Wasteland Border Inspector

Chapter 197 Use the other person’s way to repay the other person!
As it turned out, Cheng Ye's foresight was absolutely necessary.

12 points.

Before the checkpoint could deliver the weapons, the sharp cries of thornbirds could be heard from the horizon, and a dark flock of birds was flying towards Dabo Town from the other side of the Yellow River.

If there were a ruler in charge, he might have tried to shoot down the leader to disperse the flock of birds, but now that they have no weapons, everyone can only hide for the time being.

After evacuating the residents into the buildings on both sides of the road, Cheng Ye quickly slipped into the abandoned supermarket. The rotting wooden planks overhead could not block much of the impact, but they could block the Thornbird's view.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

The sound of flapping wings swept overhead, like a low-flying bomber, making one's heart tighten.

Fortunately, the flock of spiked birds only circled around once, and without finding a target, they turned towards the red team's area where Rokuk was located.

As a third-term inspector, Rocook naturally found a hiding place in advance: a spacious abandoned granary that could easily accommodate 500 people for temporary shelter.

But what happened next surprised the undercover agents observing from above. Instead of scattering, the flock of thornbirds landed in the red team's area with a "whoosh" and rushed straight for the dismantled supplies.

The crate containing the parts was torn to shreds by the iron-clawed thornbirds, and the fallen metal pieces became the best food. Hundreds of thornbirds swooped down to the ground and pecked at them, like a flock of chicks fighting for food.

"Damn it, these things."

At the entrance of the granary, Rocco and Garcia's expressions simultaneously darkened.

Cheng Ye realized that the flock of thornbirds was coming, so he arranged for people to hide in advance and wait until the weapons were in place before starting construction.

Neither of them were skilled with guns, and even if they brought in a Dominator, they might not be able to take down the leader. So they decided to dismantle the supplies and hide the metal parts in the building before the spiked birds arrived, to reduce their attraction to the birds. That way, even if a flock of birds attacked, they wouldn't get too entangled.

Moreover, upon discovering that Cheng Ye hadn't dismantled the supplies but was only busy organizing the manpower, the two became even more certain that their move was correct. As long as they hid the parts first, the Thornbird would naturally turn its attention to Cheng Ye.

But no matter how much they planned, they didn't expect the flock of thornbirds to arrive so quickly.

"Who brought a handgun?"

Garcia turned to look at the residents and, seeing many hands raised, immediately ordered, "Shoot the birds and scatter them!"

The sound of gunfire quickly rang out.

Startled, the flock of thornbirds took flight, temporarily ceasing their pecking, but instead of leaving, they circled and launched a counterattack.

A barrage of bone spikes shot out, and although they didn't penetrate the thick bluestone walls of the granary, they trapped everyone inside, preventing them from getting out.

Judging from the way the flock of birds lingered, they were clearly holding a grudge and would not let it go easily.

"It's troublesome."

Rokuk glanced at the unopened supplies on Cheng Ye's side and shook his head slightly.

Unexpectedly, they were already at a disadvantage right at the start of the assessment.

But this was just bad luck, not a mistake in their decision-making. If the flock of birds had arrived a little later, their choice might not have been wrong.

More than ten minutes later, the flock of spiky birds finally dispersed.

Cheng Ye poked his head out of the supermarket, and after confirming it was safe, he shouted, "Everyone can come out now!"

Five hundred people emerged from various abandoned buildings, their faces still showing lingering fear.

Clearly, everyone recognizes the Thornbird and is aware of the power of these mutated bird beasts.

Sun Dazheng immediately came over: "Sir, our supplies haven't been touched, and haven't been targeted by the birds. Should we take this opportunity to dismantle some of them?"

Cheng Ye shook his head and looked to the other side of the street, where broken boxes were scattered on the ground, and the mess left by the thornbird was obvious.

He suddenly felt relieved. Although the third-term prosecutor had rich experience in the wilderness, he was not a prophet. He could not accurately predict the timing of the thornbirds' attack, let alone anticipate all unexpected events.

This immediately reduced the pressure on his mind, and he was no longer as nervous as before.

"Let's do as I said and continue to get to know each other."

Cheng Ye raised his voice so everyone could hear, "We'll all be neighbors in Dabo Town from now on, living together for decades. There's no rush to start work right now. The assessment will last three days, so an extra hour of unpacking time won't make a difference."

Since he had nothing better to do, Wang Kang took the opportunity to pull out his notebook and register personnel information in each group.

Cheng Ye stood by the roadside, glancing at the horizon every now and then, patiently waiting for the weapons to arrive.

Sure enough, the flock of thornbirds returned in less than ten minutes.

Gunshots and the clanging of bone spikes immediately rang out from the direction of East Street, making it sound as noisy as if a war had broken out.

"If you don't want to win the assessment but want to win the performance, you're bound to make mistakes if you get anxious."

After some thought and combining all the information, Cheng Ye understood.

With the assessment results in mind, he didn't mind waiting an extra hour.

However, if the goal is to lead the team to perform well, then one must start from the beginning and demonstrate sufficiently strong abilities.

He had a vague idea of ​​Rokuk's intentions, but he couldn't figure out whether this guy was Harlin's man, Ding Yishan's man, or a neutral party.

However, one thing is certain: he has an irreconcilable conflict with Garcia, but he and Rocco do not have any conflicting goals.

Half past one in the afternoon.

The checkpoint personnel finally arrived late, bringing in the weapons in a pickup truck.

For Rocco and Garcia, the chosen guns were of little use against the thornbirds, and the two hastily checked and signed, their gloomy expressions not fading at all.

But for Cheng Ye, this is the crucial first step in starting construction.

Four firearms arrived, each equipped with 500 rounds of ammunition, plus 3,000 rounds of pistol ammunition, clearly intended for the residents.

Almost everyone in the wasteland has a gun, but bullets are scarce and have always been a highly sought-after consumable.

"Prosecutor Cheng, here is the Red Knife you requested."

The staff pulled a metal box from the bottom of the pickup truck bed, entered the password, and the lid popped open with a "click".

Its sharp edge suddenly appeared, making one's heart skip a beat.

Nice knife!

When Cheng Ye saw the pictures on the tablet, the design and color of the Crimson Blade were already stunning enough. Now that he saw the real thing, he felt that its price of 3500 contribution points was well worth it.

The blade, about the length of a forearm, is thick and solid, with a matte finish like blood agate. The flat-ground blade rises diagonally from the base, with a layer of cold, iridescent light swirling around the edge.

Cheng Ye's gaze swept up and down, finally settling on the handle.

A traditional Chinese character for "dragon" is carved below, its surface soaked in red patina, exuding a sense of ancient solemnity.

Reaching out to grasp the knife handle, the touch was warm and smooth against his palm, but when he weighed it, Cheng Ye was stunned.

The knife doesn't look heavy, but it feels like it weighs over 30 pounds when you hold it!
This isn't a camping knife that focuses on flexibility; it's clearly a heavyweight contender among long weapons!

"If you can't cultivate the four powers... no, if you don't open your meridians, you can't use it at all."

Cheng Ye was a little dumbfounded and subconsciously looked towards Wang Kang.

Choosing a purple blade with the same design doesn't mean Wang Kang has rendered his melee weapon useless.

To his astonishment, Wang Kang was wielding the purple knife with great enthusiasm, flipping his wrist and spinning the knife according to the moves taught by Miao Yang, making the knife dance with effortless skill.

Seeing him looking over, Wang Kang stopped laughing and said, "Hey, Brother Cheng, my dad's knife is so light! It feels almost like a training wooden sword!"

"light?"

Cheng Ye strode over and took the purple knife.

It was incredibly light; with his current strength, he could barely feel its weight!

The two knives looked exactly the same in terms of design and material, but their weights were worlds apart, which was simply outrageous. "Then you go try mine." Cheng Ye gestured with his chin toward the red knife in the box.

Wang Kang walked over and subconsciously mentioned it.

Ok?
Didn't they mention it?

He stared wide-eyed, and with a little effort, he managed to grip the hilt and lift the red sword, his arm still trembling slightly.

"This"

"It seems that even if the shapes are the same, the extraordinary minerals added inside are different." Cheng Ye said thoughtfully.

He gripped the purple knife and tried again, swinging it several times in succession. To his surprise, he found that the blade swung faster and faster, and as the speed increased, it also felt lighter.

I can't even imagine how fast this sword would be if the Hundred Martial Arts were activated.

After returning the purple knife to Wang Kang, Cheng Ye brandished the red knife a couple of times.

Although he hadn't opened his meridians, his physical strength was already no weaker than that of a top-level twelve meridian master. He could easily wield a thirty-pound sword, but he didn't feel any speed boost when he swung it. He only felt the heavy and powerful force inherent in heavy weapons, which made a whooshing sound as it hit the air.

He pondered for a moment, then walked over to the nearby pile of abandoned supplies and picked up a brick about the size of a fist.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the red blade grazed the brickwork.

With a soft "hiss," the brick was smoothly split in two as if washed by water, the cut so clean that a person's reflection could be seen.

"Oh, so it's for sharpness!" Cheng Ye suddenly realized.

Case solved.

The purple blade emphasizes extreme lightness and speed, while the red blade is as heavy and sharp as a greatsword.

When Cheng Long crafted these knives, he didn't lead those around him down the path of becoming "heavy-weapon brutes." Instead, each person had their own focus.

"Wait, Brother B doesn't seem to have this type of knife?"

Cheng Ye suddenly remembered the knife that Liu Bi carried at his waist. It was patched up and its design was completely different from the Red Knife and the Purple Knife.

There must be a story behind this. Perhaps we can ask Liu Bi about the original intention behind the creation of these knives.

"Prosecutor Cheng, the weapons and equipment have been delivered. Please sign here, and we must leave."

In the distance, the shrill cries of a flock of thornbirds echoed across the sky again, causing the staff member's expression to change slightly.

Cheng Ye took the list and signed his name with a swift stroke of his pen.

The pickup truck driver was already prepared. As soon as the staff member who had received the list got into the truck, the pickup truck turned around instantly, stepped on the accelerator, kicked up a cloud of dust, and sped out of Dabo Town like a shot.

No one would dare to mess with the thornbird.

Although the meat of the spiny bird is tender, it feeds on metals year-round, resulting in severely excessive levels of heavy metals in its body, making it unsuitable as food.

More importantly, in Sesan el-Mandeb province, the thornbird is actually considered a "beneficial bird." They actively drive away sources of infection and infected organisms in their nesting areas and also prey on mutated pests that damage the ecosystem.

For example, the Iron-Eroding Worm can absorb extraordinary curses and transform traits. Once it multiplies in large numbers, it will directly slow down the evolution speed of the Stone Province ore vein. There is also the Steel-Winged Moth, which likes to lay eggs on metal. After the larvae hatch, they will eat the metal traits, causing the mineral quality to plummet.

These two pests, which can become metallic, happen to be the favorite food of the thornbird.

For the people living in Shi Province, it's nothing for a thornbird to swallow a little metal, but they absolutely cannot let pests dig up the "roots" of metal mines.

In addition, the thornbird can also deal with mutated plants that hinder plant growth.

For species like the phlegmon, which can entangle and strangle other plants, the poison spitting bird leaves inhibitors from its venomous stingers in the vine stem when it pecks at the tender shoots, which just happens to stop the spread of the phlegmon.

Even though the plants in Stone Province have their qualities drained by the underground supernatural curse as they grow, these qualities will eventually nourish the soil. The existence of the Thorn Bird is equivalent to indirectly protecting the ecological cycle of this land.

Therefore, even though thornbirds can cause trouble for humans when they flock together, few people would actively hunt and kill them.

Happiness City would not disturb these creatures. Once the satellite city is built and humans have clearly defined their territory, the thornbirds will naturally leave and nest elsewhere, without interfering with each other.

"Xiaokang, give me the hunting rifle!"

"Brother Cheng, didn't the flock of birds go to Rocook's side?" Wang Kang paused, handing over the gun, his face full of surprise.

There was no need for them to get involved when they could have simply watched the Red team get messed up by the flock of birds and had their parts eaten.

"Assessments are indeed competitive, but they are also opportunities to showcase oneself."

Cheng Ye took the gun and shook his head slightly.

Having defeated Rokuk, and with the residents there now on his side, he naturally had to show off.

Moreover, once he starts preparing materials, flocks of birds will inevitably come to harass him.

Scattering the flock later would be less effective than scattering it now.

"Hey, I'm going to show the guys on the other side what the difference is between the prosecutor they're working for and me."

Cheng Ye chuckled. Since he couldn't break the relationship between Garcia and Rocco, he figured it wouldn't be difficult to plant a seed of comparison in the hearts of the lower-class residents and weaken their cooperation.

The feel and materials of the standard hunting rifle were far inferior to those of the ruler, but the flock of spiked birds were now in a frenzy of fighting, either pecking at the scattered metal parts close to the ground or spraying bone spikes for fire suppression. Even the leader was only circling and directing from a height of thirty meters, which greatly reduced the difficulty of aiming.

Cheng Ye, gun in hand, strode across the red-blue border and raised a megaphone to shout, "Prosecutor Luo, don't panic! I'm here to support you!"

After confirming that everyone in the granary had heard, he immediately activated Baiwusheng.

The feeling of the lock came very quickly.

In just two seconds, it locked onto the larger thornbird leader.

"boom!"

The crisp sound of gunfire echoed through the deserted street.

The thornbird leader suddenly tilted its head, like a kite with a broken string, and fell straight into the pile of supplies.

The flock of spiked birds, which had been frantically attacking the granary just a second ago, suddenly became leaderless, their chaotic "cawing" sounds filling the air. Within seconds, they soared into the sky and disappeared in all directions over Dabo Town.

Although they will compete for a new leader and return after a while, at least it has bought both sides an afternoon of construction time.

Cheng Ye strode over, grabbed the thornbird leader from the ground, and deliberately threw it on the ground at the entrance of the granary, making a sound that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the people inside to hear: "Once you take down the leader, they will naturally scatter. Prosecutor Luo, didn't you know that?"

A commotion erupted inside the granary as many residents curiously examined the dead bird on the ground.

When faced with a flock of birds, their inspectors could only hide inside and passively take hits, while Cheng Ye was able to take down the leader with a single shot; the difference was obvious.

"Hehe, hehe."

As soon as Cheng Ye's voice rang out, Rokuk had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Now that he's been so arrogant, and seeing the subtle glances from the residents around him, he was momentarily speechless.

But he reacted quickly, stepping out two seconds later and smiling as he smoothed things over, "Don't worry, everyone. Inspector Cheng is a genius at our Happiness City checkpoint. His marksmanship is no worse than those famous sharpshooters in the wasteland! With him here, we don't have to worry about the spiked birds harassing us anymore!"

What a clever move! By flattering him while simultaneously making things difficult for him, they subtly passed the task of driving away the thornbirds onto him.

Cheng Ye wasn't annoyed at all. Instead, he went along with the conversation and laughed, "Everyone, just focus on construction! With me, Cheng Ye, here, this little trouble is nothing! But, Inspector Luo, you rushed to dismantle the supplies before the weapons even arrived. Now, a lot of the parts outside have been eaten by birds. You'll have to be careful about running out of materials for the later construction."

After saying that, he didn't wait for any reaction from inside and immediately turned and left.

Hey.

Want a prosecutor in the underworld?

An eye for an eye; in this wasteland, might makes right.

Regardless of the outcome of the next round, he was confident that he had already secured a high lead in the first round of their duel.

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