The real beneficiaries of the war are not necessarily the people and soldiers, but the real victims of the war are definitely innocent people, and there are countless soldiers whose names are unknown.

The signs of seeking relatives at the exit reflect the displacement of the people in the five major star fields.

At present, it is not only the iron-armored giant cockroaches that cause huge casualties to ordinary people in the five major star fields, but also wars. In fact, the casualties caused by human wars to the people far exceed those caused by the iron-armored giant cockroaches.

In addition to directly causing casualties in the war, during the war, there were also large-scale casualties caused by illness, injuries, hunger, and freezing...

...

Under the eyes of countless couples of relatives, Zhou Sen followed Xiao Jingjing through a long pass and entered the Interstellar Station No. 117 of the Milky Way.

When you pass the pass and enter the station, you will see a huge square. The square is filled with people and crowds of people. Looking around, there are dense crowds everywhere.

Among the crowd, there were some bad teenagers who were shuttled through, and they were thieves at first glance.

Thief!

For humans in the five major star fields, the term "thief" only exists in historical records, because during the interstellar federal government of the human world, the profession of thief has disappeared, and now, this profession has rekindled.

Xiao Jingjing seemed to have a certain understanding of Interstellar Station No. 117. After entering the square, she went straight to the right side of the square.

There is a narrow street on the right side of the square, with extremely crowded people on the street. The stores on both sides of the street sell some local specialty crafts and some local snacks.

Backstreet!

When walking into this street, Zhou Sen saw an excuse to erect a wooden antique archway. The archway is written with the word "back street". The font is vigorous and powerful, and it is very vivid.

The five of them ate a little food in a small spot on the back street to fill their stomachs, and then found a cold weapon shop on the street.

Swordsman.

There is a plaque on the weapons shop with two large gold-plated swordsmans on it.

The swordsman weapon shop is not big, the store is only about five meters wide, and it is surrounded by various cold weapons. Some cold weapons are hung on the walls. The cold weapons are marked with clear prices. There are no staff members. There are self-selected electronic payments on the walls.

Although cold weapons cannot be called all kinds of cold weapons, some common cold weapons are: bows, crossbows, guns, sticks, knives, swords, spears, shields, axes, halberds, halberds, whips, maces, hammers, forks, palladium, spears, rope darts, meteor hammers, wolf teeth hammers, dragon whip hooks, flying claws, soft whip, brocade lasso, iron lotus, etc.

In addition to cold weapons, there are also some metal armor, but the armor is placed inside.

Unlike cold weapons, metal armor looks very modern and does not have an ancient style. The armor is not only full of modern elements, but also very consistent with the ergonomic system.

Keep pace with the times!

Zhou Sen is a weapon refiner and has a natural closeness to cold weapons. When others choose their favorite weapons, he appreciates them carefully.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdang...Dangdang..."

Just as Zhou Sen was carefully admiring, he vaguely heard the sound of forging inside.

Are these cold weapons hand-forged?

Zhou Sen's heart moved and walked in with the sound. In fact, he could only walk in because the cold weapon shop was just a store, but the store was deeper.

The places where Zhou Sen passed by were semi-finished products of cold weapons and some blocky metals. Obviously, this place should be used as a warehouse. As for those semi-finished products, it is likely that the store will replenish whatever goods are short of. This semi-finished product can save a lot of time.

It was indeed artificial forging.

Inside, two men with naked upper body were beating a red iron block. Judging from the shape of the iron block, it should be a knife, but it is still impossible to tell which knife it is.

Zhou Sen was immediately attracted. Although he was a weapon refiner, he was paying attention to this ancient profession for the first time. After all, this ancient profession had long disappeared.

The two seemed to have become accustomed to other people's observations, and were not surprised, and were still pounding the red iron block without distraction.

Although this is the first time Zhou Sen has learned about this profession, he is not ignorant. Of course, he only knows some simple rules.

The master is the one who thrusts the iron and holds the hammer, and is also the one who uses his strength and the commander.

Whether it is a sledgehammer or a small hammer, it is round and rectangular. When the red-hot iron is hammered on the iron pier, it needs to hold the temperature and hammer time, and the original shape of the hammer is hit. In fact, this is quite complicated. Without years of experience with both hands, most people cannot operate it because the small hammer is hit by one hand, and the other hand has to use a long-handed fire tar to hit the iron. It is quite difficult. It is almost three times the energy and force of a sledgehammer. A large hammer is about ten pounds in the company's long handle. When you wave it, you can hammer it a few times as long as you have a certain force.

The little hammer master was to use one hand to hammer. This hammer weighed about 6 kilograms and the other hand needed about 4 kilograms of iron. Since the high temperature would be transmitted by the iron, the handle of the iron is longer. The lever principle holds high-temperature iron blocks, and the hand is floating. Although one end is placed on the iron pier, the surface of the iron pier is spherical. The iron block placed on it is large and the small hammer is hit down, which requires great strength to stabilize.

It is distracting to make people with small hammers work. The left and right hands work at different types of work at the same time. The force of both hands is uneven. You must carefully observe the direction of the sledgehammer with your eyes and keep moving and adjusting it. This force is harder than making the sledgehammer three times the amount. You can see that the blacksmith master is habitually standing after not punching the iron. He is mostly hunchbacked and bent his feet outward, so that the sledgehammer will not be able to do so.

Master Xiao Hammer is a middle-aged and elderly person. His skin on his face is wrinkled and looks very old, but his body is very strong. The muscles on his body are clearly angular. The muscles tremble as the little hammer falls, as if they contain endless power.

Sledgehammer is a teenager.

The boy is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with dark skin and round face. His muscles are not as sharp as those of middle-aged and elderly people, but they are very round and high, giving people the feeling of exploding at any time.

Zhou Sen watched the red metal change and lose his mind under two hammers, big and small.

Is it wrong to refine your weapon?

Zhou Sen's weapon refining does not have the forging and pounding process. Under normal circumstances, he directly melts the metal into the shape he needs. What he does is mainly to make the metal fully melt.

According to modern knowledge, during repeated heating and pounding of metals, O2 in the air oxidizes C and other impurities in pig iron into slag and removes them, thereby achieving the C content required by steel.

The problem now is that Zhou Sen believes that he can completely remove impurities by refining weapons and there is no need to beat them at all...

...

"Jimu!"

"Jimu!"

"I'm inside." Just as Zhou Sen was thinking, Xiao Jingjing's crying sounded outside.

"What are you doing? We have chosen all of us, don't be too slow." Xiao Jingjing walked in, glanced at the old and young people and said to Zhou Sen.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Sen turned around and bowed to the old man and said, "Mr. Can you recommend a weapon that breaks armor?"

"What armor is broken?" the old man stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked.

"The exoskeleton that can break the iron armor giant cockroach can break the exoskeleton armor!" Zhou Sen asked respectfully.

"As we all know, in addition to being invincible in killing enemies, we also have extremely high attainments in armor-breaking. There are only a handful of weapons that can do this in history, but among these very few weapons, they must be the most terrifying existence of the enemy on the battlefield. For this reason, the ancient army has invested a lot of energy and financial resources to build these cold weapons. However, it makes them more gratifying that these cold weapons have contributed great achievements and played a major role in winning the battle..." The old man seemed to have opened up and started to talk endlessly.

"Grandpa, you're talking nonsense again!" The young man interrupted the old man mercilessly.

"Ahem... I have a bad habit. I've talked about cold weapons endlessly. There was no way, so I had to make a choice for the customers to choose from, so as not to stand my chat." The old man looked embarrassed.

"Haha, the old man is kind, it's okay. We have time, just say it!" Zhou Sen smiled. Just as the few people were talking, Sun Wenliang and the others walked in.

"Let's just say it straightforwardly. My grandson is staring at me... I personally recommend a mace hammer. This cold weapon is made of thick steel, with a length of about 1.2 meters and a weight of up to 20 kilograms. It is generally not possible for thin soldiers to use. This weapon was once a big hit on the battlefield of the ancient earth. The most powerful thing is the nail head on its hammer. It is not only used to clamp the attack of enemy weapons, but also under the powerful swing, a fierce hit can directly hammer the soldiers wearing plate armor helmets as broken watermelons, which is very perverted."

"1.2 meters... is too long." Zhou Sen shook his head and rejected.

"Then let's cut the horse axe. The horse axe specifically cuts cavalry armed to the teeth, especially those cavalry equipped with armor on horse legs. Under the slashing of this weapon, not only will the armor break, but even the horse's legs may be cut into two sections. The lethality is simply amazing, and there is no pressure to deal with the iron armored giant cockroach and exoskeleton armor. However, this weapon is too targeted, and because of its shape, it has become a burden to use it to kill enemies." The old man said.

"The horse-killing axe is also a long handle, which is inconvenient to carry. Are there any suggestions?" Zhou Sen shook his head again to deny it.

"You want to carry it with you?" The old man frowned and looked at Zhou Sen.

"Yes."

"There are many weapons to break armor, mostly heavy, or long handles, such as gilded hammers, etc.... In fact, in the ancient Earth era, heavy armor like Mingguang Armor and Infantry Armor appeared, shaped cavalry, and heavy infantry walked sideways on the battlefield. Each era has its own characteristics of heavy cavalry and heavy infantry, such as Xuanjia Army, Iron Harrier, Iron Futu, etc. Ordinary weapons have limited killing of them. In this case, armor-breaking has become a necessity. In order to deal with heavy armor enemies, attack cold weapons, represented by whips, maces, hammers, maces, etc., ushered in the golden age and became the heavy armor nemesis..." The old man's box opened again, and Xiao Jingjing next to him frowned.

"How about the mace?" Zhou Sen interrupted the old man.

"Everyone should know that the mace is undoubtedly the most powerful in terms of power and armor-breaking ability. Its sharp nail-like object is the largest power output point. When hitting, the human body can tear off countless pieces of meat in an instant. When the armor in the nail is as simple as cutting vegetables. This is also the main reason why many tiger generals in ancient times favored this weapon. However, most of this weapon has been collected in museums in later generations, and if it is too strong, it will be unimaginable if it is used by illegal people among the people..." The old man showed a hesitation on his face.

"Does the old man mean that the mace are more dangerous than the laser gun?" Zhou Sen shrugged.

"Ahem...that's not... the old man just thinks the mace is too cruel and hurts the sky."

"Will it hurt the Tianhe if I kill the giant iron armored cockroach?"

"This... Actually... I don't have a mace..." the old man said weakly.

"Then forget it." Zhou Sen looked disappointed.

"Grandpa, don't you have a mace?" the boy suddenly said.

"Silly kid, that mace is no longer a simple weapon, but a family-borne antique! Do you know the antique? It means it is very valuable!" The old man spoiled and patted the young man's head.

"oh……"

"How much?" Zhou Sen asked straight to the point.

"Ah... little brother, that's an antique..."

"Old sir, you offer a price!"

"This...this..." The old man looked hesitant and his eyes fell on the boy.

"Grandpa, the sword is given to the hero, and the pink is given to the beauty. Since this little brother wants it, it is useless for you to keep it. I don't like it either. It's better to sell it to him."

"That's our family heirloom!"

"Take it, just a mace, I don't know how to hit it. As long as I want, I can make as much as I want." The young man sneered.

"Old sir, let's offer a price, we'll be in a hurry!" Xiao Jingjing said a little impatiently.

"Then...then...then I'll just give up my love! Two hundred thousand!" the old man gritted his teeth and said.

"Let's go." Zhou Sen stared at the old man with deep eyes.

"this……"

"Little brother, that's our ancestral treasure." The young man snatched the words.

"Two hundred thousand, it's transferred!" Xiao Jingjing completed the electronic payment with a portable optical brain.

"Yeah, I'll help you get it now." The old man was overjoyed and quickly turned around and strode into the dark room inside.

"You offered 5,000 yuan worth of things, but you offered 200,000 yuan." Zhou Sen sighed.

"Five thousand... the things passed down from other people's ancestrals are worth five thousand?" Xiao Jingjing was stunned.

"You really believe it?"

"Are they lying to us?" Xiao Jingjing's eyes fell on the boy.

"Miss, we don't lie."

"Miss Xiao, believe it or not, there are a bunch of maces in the small black room." Zhou Sen glanced at the small black room where the old man walked into and said.

"Don't believe it!" Xiao Jingjing didn't believe it and was deceived, so she immediately walked towards the small dark room.

"Miss, Miss...ah..." The boy chased after him and tried to stop Xiao Jingjing, but was pushed away by Xiao Jingjing and almost fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!