Chapter 36 Cleaning Up the Battlefield
Chapter 36 Cleaning Up the Battlefield
After a brief moment of surprise, the two exchanged a few words, and then Fang Jianqiu called Sarah to help clean up the battlefield.
"Are all these works by Jianqiu alone? They're really good."
Sarah walked steadily through the pile of corpses in her high-heeled leather boots with sharp spurs, her beautiful legs, encased in tight leather pants, moving with no difficulty whatsoever.
As she walked, she casually nudged a gruesome corpse on the ground with her toe, her tone devoid of any discomfort, but rather carrying a calm and appreciative air of someone accustomed to life and death.
"Hmm, it's alright."
Fang Jianqiu was bending down to untie the belt from a rifleman's corpse when he replied without looking up.
"Take any weapons you want. I've also given you that heavy revolver; I think you're handling it quite well. But you have to be careful with the bullets. The caliber of this thing is too special; for now, every shot fired is one less, and there's no way to replenish them."
For him, this heavily modified revolver was indeed incredibly powerful, even a bit excessive. Since Sarah could easily handle it, he might as well make the most of it and give it to her.
Moreover, after that close-quarters battle, Fang Jianqiu realized more deeply that with Liangjian around, he had no shortage of damage; what he needed was a rate of fire as high as dual-wielding revolvers.
"Jianqiu is such a good boss, so generous."
Upon hearing this, Sarah stopped in her tracks. She turned around, gave Fang Jianqiu a flirtatious wink, then placed two fingers together, lightly touched her rosy lips, and gently blew on them towards Fang Jianqiu.
"How can I repay you? This is my first kiss~ even if it's from afar."
Fang Jianqiu felt a wave of heat wash over him. He lowered his head and completely ignored her provocation.
If I keep talking to this guy, I really won't be able to control my gun.
The two then began their efficient looting operation.
This rifle squad is indeed equipped with truly excellent gear.
Fang Jianqiu then pulled several more Colt revolvers in good condition from the corpse. Now he had four on his waist, making him look like a mobile arsenal.
Besides that, the biggest find was two well-preserved Lebel bolt-action rifles.
This is one of the most advanced rifles of its time, with a long range, high accuracy, and great power.
Fang Jianqiu kept one for himself and threw the other to Sarah.
Sarah, on the other hand, took two revolvers herself.
Upgrades to firearms stop here; carrying any more would be cumbersome.
Fang Jianqiu then focused his remaining scavenging efforts on survival supplies.
He found several water jugs filled with water in the saddlebags and on the body, as well as several packets of beef jerky and black bread that, though as hard as rocks, could fill his stomach.
Then, we can't overlook the clothes and coats worn by these white people.
These are precisely the supplies he currently lacks most.
During the looting, Fang Jianqiu had an unexpected surprise.
One guy was wearing a simple metal plate breastplate under his leather jacket; in a critical moment, this thing could stop a deadly bullet.
Without saying a word, Fang Jianqiu took it off, intending to use it himself.
Unlike Sarah, who has an unreasonable health bar system where a bullet to the heart is truly fatal, he feels much more at ease with this thing.
Compared to Fang Jianqiu's pragmatic approach to research, Sarah's style was much more casual.
She showed no interest in the dry rations and water bottle, but instead rummaged through the corpse's pockets and neck.
"I'm a pirate, so of course pirates need these shiny things!"
She tore a gold necklace off a corpse's neck, dangled it in her hand, and spoke in a playful yet matter-of-fact tone.
Unfortunately, the members of this rifle squad were clearly desperate criminals who believed in living for the moment and had nothing of value on them except for a few copper coins and some cheap silver rings.
Sarah searched around but found very few spoils of war, and pouted in disappointment.
"What a bunch of poor bastards, what a waste of such good equipment."
Having finished searching, Fang Jianqiu stood up and looked at Sarah beside him.
"Sarah, just grab one of their leather jackets and wear it."
Fang Jianqiu pointed to the corpse on the ground.
While Sarah's outfit is certainly eye-catching, that tight denim leather jacket is just too... emphasizing her figure.
Those full curves were almost bursting at the seams, every inch of fabric seemed to be moaning. To walk out like that would be too ostentatious.
"Hmm~ Does Jianqiu not want others to take advantage of Sarah?"
Sarah's eyes lit up at his words, as if she had heard some sweet nothings:
"Hehe, I only wanted to show it to you."
She stretched out two fingers and gently pinched the excessively low neckline of her leather jacket, pulling it up slightly. But this action did not cover anything; instead, the swaying of the collar made the abyss even more conspicuous.
"But......"
Sarah wrinkled her delicate nose, looking at the leather jackets on the ground with disdain:
"I don't want to wear these men's clothes, they're so dirty."
As she spoke, she strode up to Fang Jianqiu, her restless hands once again resting on his collar:
"Jianqiu, give me your clothes."
Her fingers nimbly traced his collar, her thumb occasionally and intentionally scratching the skin of his neck, bringing waves of tingling sensation.
"Uh, you don't mind it being dirty?"
Fang Jianqiu reached out and pressed down on the mischievous hands. This female demon really didn't miss any opportunity to tease him.
"Hehe, I like anything that belongs to Jianqiu~ whether it's clothes or... anything else."
Sarah smiled and said the lines that could only be unlocked with a perfect score in favorability, her eyes even lowering slightly.
Helpless, Fang Jianqiu could only quickly take off the somewhat tattered long robe and linen garment he was wearing.
As soon as he took off his clothes, his strong upper body was revealed. He already had a good physique due to years of martial arts training.
Now, after being enhanced by the Hextech physique modification, his overall muscle contours are even more defined, as sharp as if carved by a knife.
Moreover, these muscles are not the exaggerated, muscular kind, but rather smooth-lined, as perfect as a classical Greek sculpture. Each muscle contains explosive power, and it still bears the sweat and minor scars left from the recent battle, exuding the aura of male hormones.
Wow~
Sarah's eyes lit up. Taking advantage of the moment Fang Jianqiu handed her the clothes, she quickly reached out and groped his abs, taking advantage of him openly and honestly.
Fang Jianqiu glared at her and shoved the hempen clothes into her hands.
Sarah wasn't annoyed; she cheerfully took the linen clothes and put them on.
The linen garment was already a bit short for Fang Jianqiu, and it was naturally too tight for Sarah, who also had a tall figure.
The sleeves were a bit too short, revealing her two fair and delicate forearms and slender wrists. The originally loose fit on her body finally managed to slightly conceal the visual impact of the fiery leather jacket, making her look more simple, but that was the limit.
This bright rose was so stunning that even through the fabric, its magnificent, alluring form stubbornly revealed its shape, rising and falling gently with its breath, truly a breathtaking sight.
After glancing at it twice, Fang Jianqiu turned around and walked to a corpse with a similar build to himself. He then pulled off the corpse's relatively clean short-sleeved shirt and a thick leather jacket and put them on.
Now it's not only much warmer, but it also makes me look more like a wilderness outlaw.
Everything is ready to go.
Fang Jianqiu checked his ammunition and equipment, making sure nothing was missing, then looked at the warhorses not far away, which were now grazing with their heads down because their masters were all dead:
"Sarah, pick one you like, we need to get going quickly."
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