This morning, Lance was woken up by Wen Yu early in the morning.
According to Wen Yu, because of the shortage of manpower, the reserve soldiers were also put on the field.
Lance yawned, stared dazedly and began to get dressed:
"how about you?"
"Busy other things."
Wen Yu's face was also a little ugly.
In the past few days, he has been seconded by other regions, so that he can't find an excuse to find Lance.
After Lance got dressed, he opened the curtains and saw that it was still dark outside, and the stars could still be seen.
Lance opened the window, took a deep breath, and the cold air that belonged to the night sky slipped directly into his lungs, making him shiver and woke up.
He couldn't help complaining to himself:
"Why did you gather so early today?"
According to the instructor's arrangement, the assembly time for all the reserve soldiers is 6:30 in the morning, but now, it's not even 4:00.
Complaints are complaints, Lance didn't want to cause trouble for himself, although he was reluctant, but in the end he followed the assembly order to the assembly point.
After arriving at the assembly point, Lance found that not only his team, but all the transferred reserve soldiers were here.
It looks like something big is going to happen today.
Lance sighed so much.
After a while, the instructor came out, and he said to all the reserve soldiers:
"The factory said that a lot of things were shipped this morning, and they don't have enough manpower. So, today, your task is to inspect the delivery vehicles and maintain order."
The reserve soldiers below looked at each other.
Do soldiers still need to do this
Emotions are like bricks, move them wherever they are needed.
Therefore, Lance and his team were sent to the checkpoint. The main task was to check the passing vehicles with a group of original security personnel to see if there were any contraband inside.
"There are many kinds of contraband here."
It was a sloppy uncle who received Lance and the others. He was smoking a cigarette, looking at the approaching transport truck, and said,
"In addition to checking whether there are smuggled things, it is also better to check whether there are mutated animals mixed in."
Lance looked curiously at the cars approaching in the distance. These vehicles galloped on the asphalt road, making the night that should have been cold and quiet lively.
"Do you check that many cars every day?" he asked.
"Tsk, no. It's not normal for them to harvest a lot today."
The sloppy uncle said impatiently,
"Usually there are not so many transport vehicles... Tsk tsk tsk, it's not the breeding season now, are there so many fish schools in the sea?"
The doomsday environment changes, and September and October are special.
Not only is it because at this point, animals and plants on land have entered a dormant period, and even creatures in the ocean have entered a dormant period, and fish schools have begun to migrate. It is the off-season for fishing, and it is impossible for boats to encounter fish one after another. group.
But now, the battle of transport vehicles is even busier than the peak season.
Having said that, when every transport vehicle passes through the checkpoint, someone still needs to step forward to check.
After a while, everyone was so busy that they were thrown off their feet.
The main force of the inspection was still the original inspectors. The reserve soldiers who came over like Lance could only stand by the side with their guns in hand to maintain order, and help out by the way.
"Old Yang, how come the harvest is so good."
The sloppy uncle asked while poking and poking inside the transport truck with a tester.
Most of the transport vehicles are converted from trucks, just take a piece of tarpaulin to cover it, and then pour fish into it.
"Hey, who knew, those fish seemed to be being chased by something. When they saw the boat, they jumped up. Everyone got a good harvest."
Lao Yang is the driver of this car, and he seems to have a good relationship with the sloppy uncle.
He winked at the sloppy uncle and said:
"You're doing well, you've already brought reserve soldiers."
The reserve soldiers refer to Lance.
The sloppy uncle rolled his eyes:
"You mean the kid behind me? What can he do when he's still young?"
Lance: "..."
He doesn't mind people saying bad things about him, but please don't say it in person, okay
Fortunately, the transparent partition on the helmet blocked Lance's expression, otherwise the two middle-aged men in front of him might have to mutter for a while.
"Today's harvest is more than that."
Lao Yang said mysteriously to the sloppy uncle,
"I heard that a boat by the sea caught snow mountain crabs. It is said that he caught a whole boat of snow mountain crabs."
"Snow mountain crab?"
The sloppy uncle couldn't believe it, "That kind of crab can still catch a whole boat? Just kidding."
The snow mountain crab is one of the mutated crabs in the ocean.
Unlike other mutated crabs, the direction of this crab's mutation is not the direction of attack, but the taste.
After the mutation, this kind of crab has a snow-white body and a huge body, but at the same time it tastes very good.
It is said that the crab meat of this kind of crab is very refreshing when served with lemon juice, and there is no need to freeze it separately. The crab meat is crystal clear, just like the crystal snow on the snow mountain.
Therefore, this mutant crab is called Snow Mountain Crab.
Snow mountain crab is not easy to catch because it is rare and has a long growth cycle. In addition, snow mountain crab itself has a lot of meat and has a great taste. This type of crab is very popular among people in the rich area.
An adult crab can even be fried to several thousand yuan.
For fishermen, it is a blessing to be able to catch more than a dozen snow mountain crabs a year. How can it be possible to catch a boat at a time
"Then I don't care. I've heard other people's stories anyway, and what they say has their nose and eyes."
Old Yang said nonchalantly,
"If you don't believe me, just stay here and wait. If there are snow mountain crabs in the transport truck behind, you will know when you check."
The sloppy uncle rolled his eyes, waved his hand, and told Lao Yang to leave.
In the following time, Lance and the sloppy uncle checked the transport truck together.
There were more and more cars coming from behind, until the sky was already bright, and the transport vehicles in the morning were not over yet.
"My God, I'm exhausted."
Due to the lack of manpower, the sloppy uncle had no choice but to bring Lance into the game.
He looked at the cars still queuing up behind him and snorted dissatisfiedly.
On the other hand, Lance is not feeling well either.
He looked at the fish on the transport truck with mixed emotions.
Of course, Lance's complicated mood was not because he thought that he was also a fish, but because he suddenly thought of a sentence he casually said to Will yesterday—
“Just grab something delicious”
Could it be because of this sentence that the harvest on the fishing boat was good this time
But this idea was quickly rejected by Lance himself.
Leaving aside the fact that Weier is a human being, who would choose to feed them in this way
Lance thought his guess was funny.
After going around for a long time, Lance's body smelled of fish because he often touched the school of fish.
His eyes were glazed over, and he was sweating profusely, having tossed his helmet to the other side long ago.
If he wasn't a mermaid himself, he would absolutely hate fish from today on.
The rest of the reservists who were transferred were also exhausted, and with the sun rising, the air was very stuffy, so everyone took off their helmets and threw them aside.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Lance heard a commotion from the convoy behind him from a distance. He looked over with the sloppy uncle, and couldn't help being stunned—
On that transport truck was a whole load of snow-white sea crabs.
A carload of white snow mountain crabs rolled wantonly under the net, looking full of vitality.
"My darling, it's true."
The sloppy uncle couldn't help muttering to himself, he called Lance who was still checking, and said,
"Let's go, I'll show you something good."
Lance looked at these snow-white crabs from a distance, and swallowed involuntarily.
Well, it looks delicious.
This truck of snow mountain crabs directly caused quite a commotion at the checkpoint. Many people put down their work and walked to the transport truck, looking at the truck of snow mountain crabs in amazement.
"Good job. There are so many snow mountain crabs. I'm afraid they are going to make a lot of money."
After looking at the snow mountain crab for a while, the sloppy uncle walked to the front cab and said to the driver inside,
"Leave the small one for me to taste, Lao Li."
The driver in the cab, after hearing the sloppy uncle call him, turned his head crunchily and smiled at the sloppy uncle.
His eyes were swollen and bloodshot, his expression was glazed over, and he looked like a drug addict.
When Lance saw the driver, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows—
Don't you pick the driver of the transport vehicle
What if the man is drunk
The man called "Old Li" by the sloppy uncle is a 20-year-old driver with a big belly, beard, thick brown hair, and usually likes to wear a greasy hat.
Since even Lance felt that something was wrong, the sloppy uncle naturally also noticed the abnormality.
Seeing this scene, he slowly put away his smile.
The next second, the sloppy uncle showed a hearty smile to Lao Li again:
"Just kidding, I'll check you right now, just wait."
Old Li nodded slowly.
As his neck turned, it made a "creaking" sound.
The sloppy uncle looked as usual. He pulled Lance aside and moved away from the car window.
Then he quickly waved his hand, telling the people who came to watch the excitement to leave quickly:
"Okay, okay, let's read it all, get out of here quickly, don't delay the vehicles coming from behind."
The crowd who came to watch the play couldn't help shouting loudly, saying that the sloppy uncle simply doesn't know how to look at people, and then dispersed.
When he reached the blind spot of the transport vehicle, the sloppy uncle grabbed Lance by the collar and said seriously to Lance:
"Put your own helmet on."
"what?"
Lance was dumbfounded.
"That driver, he was parasitized. I have to get rid of him."
The sloppy uncle has an ugly face,
"There is a kind of hermit crab that is very similar to the snow mountain crab. I am afraid that it was mixed into the snow mountain crab during the fishing process, and now it is on the back of Lao Li's head."
Lance was amazed.
"Lao Li is dead now, just a body controlled by a hermit crab. I'll deal with it later, if it doesn't work... Remember to start the head, either chop off the head, or kill the hermit crab at the back of the head, understand? ?”
Lance nodded.
Hermit crabs are the most troublesome parasites in the ocean, one is because they are often mixed into normal seafood, which catches people off guard;
Secondly, it is because they will directly pick up on the back of the human head, and then extend their tentacles into the head. While eating the human brain, they use the brain nerves to control the remaining human body, and the reproduction speed is very fast.
People who are parasitized by hermit crabs will look for crowds under the control of hermit crabs, and then use the crowds to reproduce.
The sloppy uncle watched Lance put on his helmet nervously before going to Lao Li.
At this time, Lao Li didn't know that he had revealed his secrets, but continued to look at the sloppy uncle with a stiff expression.
The sloppy uncle didn't show his face, he smiled at Lao Li.
Lao Li was already dead at this time, and the head controlled by the hermit crab would only respond ambiguously to the opponent's movements.
Seeing the sloppy uncle smiling at him, Lao Li also smiled.
While the two were smiling at each other, the slovenly uncle took out his gun unexpectedly, made a few clean bangs, and shot Lao Li in the head a few times.
Just like that, Lao Li kept a smile on his face without reacting to what was going on, and was shot in half of the head by the shotgun.
Then he fell over the steering wheel.
And as Lao Li fell on the steering wheel, his hat fell off, revealing an eight-legged creature holding his head on the back of his head.
The eight-legged arthropod creature, half of its body is gone, is slowly oozing blue mucus, it seems that it is dead beyond death.
The sloppy uncle let out a sigh of relief.
And before the sloppy uncle could relax, the crabs on the transport vehicle began to roll more and more violently, and with a "crash", they broke free from the net on the transport vehicle (perhaps the driver did not tie it tightly at the beginning), Several white figures immediately jumped out of the transport vehicle, and suddenly attacked the person closest to them.
As the person closest to the transport vehicle, Lance naturally bears the brunt.
He watched helplessly as a white mass jumped towards him.
The thing jumped onto his transparent panel, and then grabbed the helmet and scratched it, making a creaking sound.
This moment frightened Lance quite a bit. Because his vision was blocked, he couldn't see anything, only a blurry mass struggling in front of him.
Lance was at a loss for a while. Seeing that something sharp and thin was about to poke in, he subconsciously took off his helmet and slammed it on the car, only to hear a "snap". Do it, kill the hermit crab that jumped on his head.
"Fool!"
When the sloppy uncle saw Lance taking off his helmet, he hated iron and steel. He quickly shot a few close hermit crabs and scolded Lance,
"Why did you take the helmet off? Feed them brains?"
Only then did Lance realize that the hermit crab was trying to get into his helmet.
After reacting, Lance shook the dirty helmet in disgust, and then quickly approached the sloppy uncle. He put his helmet on the sloppy uncle's head suddenly, and said:
"Take care of yourself."
Come on, he's a mermaid, and his reaction speed is better than this middle-aged scruffy man whose hands are shaking from drinking.
After giving the helmet to the sloppy uncle, Lance immediately pulled out the baton from the side and began to use his dynamic vision to stick out the hermit crabs one by one.
Much better with a stick than with a gun.
Lance mulled over the question silently, hitting the crab that jumped up and trying to parasitize him like a baseball.
"Ahhhh—"
The hermit crabs that jumped out of the car one after another startled everyone, and the reserve soldiers who were called in let out a series of horrific screams.
Fortunately, the inspectors at the checkpoint have experienced strong winds and waves. They quickly calmed down, took up their equipment, and tried to control the situation.
The reserve soldiers were running around like headless chickens. Later, under the guidance of the inspectors, they finally came to their senses and put on their helmets, avoiding the situation of being directly eaten by hermit crabs. Tragic, and then they scrambled to help.
All of a sudden, the sound of gunshots, sticks, and occasional screams formed the scene of the checkpoint.