inspire-indiana Chapter 3 Conflict
Chapter 3 Conflict
After resting for a while, the group continued on their way, their non-slip boots sinking into the snow that was several tens of centimeters thick.
It made a creaking sound, and every breath was a test for Professor Chen and the others.
Fortunately, although they lacked exercise, their strong will enabled them to persevere.
"It seems your intelligence was correct!"
The group stood on a high slope, gazing at the huge rift valley in the distance. Hu Bayi took off his gloves and said, looking slightly tired.
Yang Xueli's expression remained unchanged. After giving a greeting, she led the way towards the rift valley.
Arriving at the edge of the rift valley, Cheng Feng looked down, pondering the scene from his memory.
This is the real world, which may differ from movies and TV shows, but Cheng Feng is certain that one thing will not change.
That's the corpse below. Cheng Feng clearly remembered that Yang Xueli got a pistol here.
"It seems we can't hold back now. We need to get down there first and get the weapons!"
Unable to retrieve the Zhanlu Sword, Cheng Feng urgently needed a weapon for self-defense.
He wouldn't entrust his personal safety to someone else.
"Comrade Cheng Feng, Professor Hao said that you and Comrade Xiao Ye should stay upstairs to provide support for everyone. Come over here and I'll teach you how to use the radio!"
Just as Cheng Feng was about to help drive in the stakes, Xiao Chen, who was in charge of protecting the archaeological team, came over and said something.
Cheng Feng was almost laughing in anger. This Hao Aiguo was clearly targeting him.
"Comrade Xiao Chen, I definitely have to go down, so I'll leave you and Xiao Ye to stay up here!"
"But……"
Stepping forward, Cheng Feng patted Xiao Chen on the shoulder and said:
"Professor Hao is just joking with you. He doesn't have the final say on this team!"
After saying that, Cheng Feng walked to the edge of the cliff and stood next to Chu Jian and Hao Aiguo.
"Professor Hao, you look so tired. Why don't you rest up there to avoid any further danger!"
As he spoke, Cheng Feng skillfully removed the safety buckle and rope from Hao Aiguo's body, much like a master butcher dissecting an ox.
Before Hao Aiguo could react, he found himself with only his clothes on.
"you you you……"
"No need to thank me. It's only right that I care about your health, Professor!"
While responding casually, he quickly put on the safety harness.
He turned his back to the cliff, gave Hao Aiguo a thumbs up, and then became the first to begin descending.
"Hey, why did that kid just go down there by himself? Isn't that ridiculous!"
Hu Bayi, who had just finished tidying up the ropes, frowned and said this.
Fatty Wang kept swallowing, his hands trembling uncontrollably as he stood next to him, suffering from acrophobia.
"Old Hu, let's go down quickly, a short pain is worse than a long one!"
As they were talking, Yang Xueli had already begun her rappelling, and she also saw Cheng Feng, who had set off earlier.
She couldn't help but have some doubts. Through all the signs along the way, she found Cheng Feng increasingly incomprehensible.
Cheng Feng was very fast and even got there first. By the time he reached the bottom of the valley, Yang Xueli was still halfway down the mountain.
Without wasting any time, Cheng Feng unfastened the buckle and began searching the vicinity.
They quickly found the body leaning against the cliff face. The body was frozen stiff and clutching a pistol tightly in its hand.
Cheng Feng crouched down, broke two fingers, and successfully removed the pistol.
"I'm sorry, please keep this finger safe. I'll help you bury it when I have the chance, but please don't be offended if I don't have time."
As he spoke, Cheng Feng put the severed finger into the corpse's pocket and took two magazines out of his pocket at the same time.
Click, click.
Sitting next to the corpse, Cheng Feng disassembled the pistol into parts in about ten seconds.
After carefully wiping each part, they reassembled it.
"Fortunately, this pistol is well-made and shouldn't jam or explode!"
"Cheng Feng, give me the gun you're holding!"
After Yang Xueli came down, she realized Cheng Feng was missing, so she followed the footprints to find him.
After glancing at the corpse beside Cheng Feng, he spoke to Cheng Feng in a low voice.
Sorry, first come, first served!
As he spoke, Cheng Feng turned and stood up, tucking the pistol into his belt.
Yang Xueli glanced at Cheng Feng warily, but not knowing the full extent of his danger, she chose not to turn against him.
When the two returned to where they came down, Professor Chen, Hu Bayi, and others were discussing their whereabouts.
"Look, they're back!"
Chu Jian shouted, and everyone rushed toward Cheng Feng and Yang Xueli.
Hu Bayi Jianjun frowned, about to speak, but then noticed the pistol at Cheng Feng's waist. He paused, then said:
"Where did you go? Didn't I tell you not to wander around after you came down?"
"After checking the surrounding area, we found that there was only one road to take!"
Cheng Feng spoke up.
Fatty Wang also noticed the pistol on Cheng Feng's waist, and casually walked up to Cheng Feng and said:
"Young man, where did you get this gun? Let me, Fatty, take a look!"
As she spoke, her eyes lit up as she reached out and touched Cheng Feng's waist.
Cheng Feng remained expressionless and suddenly raised his hand to grab Wang Pangzi's wrist.
Fatty Wang struggled for a moment, then looked at Cheng Feng with suspicion.
"Excuse me, this area is closed to visitors!"
After saying that, Cheng Feng shook off Fatty Wang's hand, the force of which made him stagger back two steps.
Fatty Wang lost face in public, and his temper flared up.
"Hey, I've got a short temper. If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll never know how many eyes the Horse King has!"
"Fat!"
Hu Bayi shouted something, but did not step forward to stop them.
Just then, Cheng Feng drew his pistol in the blink of an eye and pressed it directly against the fat man's forehead.
Suddenly, everyone fell silent as if they had been frozen in place.
"Xiao Feng, what are you doing? Put the gun down! How can you point a gun at your own comrades!"
With Hao Aiguo's help, Professor Chen stepped forward and spoke to Cheng Feng.
Hao Aiguo looked at Cheng Feng with even more disgust, and in his mind, he labeled Cheng Feng as a thug.
"Cheng Feng, let's talk this out. Put the gun down first!"
Hu Bayi watched Cheng Feng warily, ready to take action at any moment.
Cheng Feng suddenly smiled, put the gun back at his waist, and said:
"Just kidding, everyone, don't be nervous, let's go, I can't wait!"
"Isn't this just ridiculous? You're not allowed to make jokes like that again!"
Professor Chen shook his head and sighed, then led the way towards the entrance.
Cheng Feng readily agreed and then followed at a leisurely pace.