The desert where the sun disappeared soon began to blow winds that would not stop in the short term, slowly cooling down the still hot environment. When the temperature almost dropped to the point where it was no longer suitable for human survival, the sky would light up again...
Repeating this cycle over and over again is the main theme of this world.
The patrol car drove along the rolling yellow sand, and its wide tracks flattened the sand dunes, as if it had created a luminous passage on the spot to avoid getting lost.
The armor plate directly above the rear of the car body is open, and a single main gun is slowly rotating. Its full caliber of 300 mm allows it to destroy most enemy armor at a calibrated distance, but only if it can search to the enemy.
Therefore, in addition to the giant cannon, the latest and most useful optical periscope in the current border node city was also installed, which was equipped by the commander at his own expense.
Otherwise, you have to raise the observation tower and let the unlucky guy go up there to blow the cold wind and visually search for possible enemy vehicles.
There is a long blue trail behind the car body. Based on the mass of the car, it is estimated that it will not dissipate in more than half an hour... This is also the shortcoming of the patrol car.
If it were still the looting car from before, there would be no need to worry about being traced, just rush in and that would be it!
So the commander was in a bad mood, tapping the ground with his heels, and asking others from time to time how far away it was... Who knows, I can only vaguely judge the direction of the crash site, and if I can find it immediately, I will definitely find it...
"There is a radar signal coming back! Judging from the size, it should be the freight vehicle we are looking for, old... commander!"
"Really! Turn the cannon over and let me see!"
As for why we need to aim first, I won’t go into details here.
On the picture put together by several screens in the main control room, right in front of the vehicle, there was indeed a truck that had been punched through the middle of the cargo warehouse, and probably even the power components had completely collapsed.
Several headlights shone at the same time. Although the huge cargo box was damaged, half of the logo could still be seen. Before the commander could say anything, the observer immediately reported: "It's the cargo box of a sand conversion machine. It's pretty good in a place like this." It’s common but...it’s still the first one to be robbed by pirates.”
"Whatever, is there anyone alive in the car?"
Everyone fell silent, and no one responded to the call from daylight to just now. After a whole day of scorching heat and the engine stalling, even if there were once living people inside, they would probably have become adults now.
But the work had to be done, even if it was towing the broken front end of the car, it was still a job, so after checking again and again, the other party still didn't respond, the patrol car slowly approached, leaving a faint blue trail as it approached the warehouse area.
"For such a big trailer, even the power compartment is separate. There should be a lot of good stuff inside, right?"
As soon as the commander opened his mouth, everyone covered their heads. It was the inspector next to him who coughed that made the captain get out of his occupational disease: "Ahem...it's just to confirm the loss, otherwise how can we communicate with those companies when they are making a fuss?"
"That's a good reason. Go in and collect information, and after confirming the survivors, leave with the parts that can be transported."
Everyone got busy immediately. When the advance team approached the entrance of the car body, the observer immediately reported: "Car commander! There are traces of activity in the shelled damage area!"
Yes, throughout the afternoon, Seifer did some processing with the materials found in the carriage and made them into paint. Then, under the blazing sunshine, he painted half of the desert climate modification mechanism on the cargo box. trademark.
The bet is that communication and activities in this world are so difficult, and the other party may mistake his car for some other transport vehicle.
But he didn't expect that the patrol car that drove over was bigger than the pirate's car... The single-mounted cannon looked much more sophisticated than what he had seen on the pirate car before, and it must be quite powerful.
The moment the advance team received the news, they stood in a row close to the car body. Their weapons were all aimed at the gap, facing Seifer who was waving a white cloth below.
"Don't be nervous... don't be nervous. I am the only survivor of this car now. Everyone else died in the conflict with the pirates..."
The commander stared at the man in protective clothing, especially the weapons hanging on the sling on his back. After thinking for a while, he picked up the communicator.
"You're actually fat... um, are you an independent mercenary?"
"Yes, but I can't prove my identity now because...my mercenary certificate has expired. In addition, I observed a big explosion shortly before you came over."
The commander became interested: "Tell me more about the explosion. Wait, you can let the team board the car first. Is that okay?"
"Okay, the carriage is not mine anyway."
The front part of the tractor has been sealed. No matter how these people searched, they could only find empty warehouses that had been rummaged through by pirates, and even the original cargo was unclear.
Seifer maintains a certain degree of indifference and restraint, and his personality as an independent mercenary is quite good. At least so far, these people have not seen any clues.
The commander is still at his position, and Seve is guarding the part leading to the front of the car (that is, the car body that must be guarded). The two communicate through short-range communication.
"So the current situation is that all members of the caravan are dead. Only you, an independent mercenary, and your car are still alive... What about the pirates?"
"I don't know, maybe he also burped his fart."
Following the other person's words, Seifer used the first person to describe the plume of smoke he saw on the roof of the car during the day. There was no lie in any case.
The patrol commander nodded slightly and opened a hydraulic door on the side of the vehicle. Two desert fast-moving vehicles carried the reconnaissance team and quickly dragged the blue track line towards the pirate's wreckage.
"Well, don't be nervous. Although it's a pity that all your companions have been reimbursed, at least you are still alive. This can be considered a good thing, right?"
Seve wanted to ask, had this person not been beaten on the ground? If he couldn't speak, he could consider not speaking and let someone speak for him.
"Okay, the investigation is over here. The rest of the matter is not up to me, but I think you have a certain affinity - tell me if you have any difficulties. Speaking of mercenaries, what is your name?"
Seve was also preparing for the cold question, and he answered calmly: "Red Crossbow. The license has expired for five days. This is the first time it has expired for me, and I don't know what procedures are required to renew it."
"This is a small matter. Anyway, you independent mercenaries are not short of money... In this way, you can follow us back to the edge node city, and then go to your independent mercenary service point to renew the authorization, but I don't know how to do it specifically. "
The commander crossed his arms and said with an indifferent attitude: "After all, I switched directly from pirates to patrol team. There are so many twists and turns, I don't understand!"
...Then you don’t have to say it.
And you are talking about this with someone who has just been attacked by pirates. Are you really not afraid that others will be stressed?
While talking, the commander received an answer from the reconnaissance team. They found the remains of the pirate in an area with only a few spots of light left. The explosion scattered all kinds of debris all over the area.
The bad news is that the complete structure cannot be found, and it can only be determined to be a chain reaction caused by the explosion of the power system. The good news is that a gun was found at the scene.
The weapons of the Desert Climate Transformation Agency were fairly easy to identify, so the commander thought for a while and decided without hesitation that this was an incident in which someone from the company lost the goods and went for a retaliatory attack, but the vehicle overturned.
No one knows exactly how her brain circuit makes the judgment.
Following the command of the commander, the patrol car turned around and pointed the other side of the car body at the wrecked car. After the side armor plate retreated and the mesh grille light swept over the car body, the commander swung waved his hand.
"It's not loud, but don't rush, it won't cut your car."
"oh oh."
Seve didn't pay much attention. He stood at the connection with his arms folded. Just as he nodded, several thin dark red lines suddenly swept across his eyes.
Then there were several "clang" sounds of metal falling to the ground. After the connection between his car and the cargo box was laser-cut, the weight of the two quickly pushed the two sides apart.
This tractor engine, which had been lying around for a long time, finally got rid of its burdens and was ready to start at any time.
"Thank you for your help, next..."
"Don't be so formal. You are a mercenary. You need to know your shame!"
The commander interrupted Seve. She held the communicator and said in a leisurely tone: "Those guys who use their brains are so polite. Why do you sound like a mercenary when you talk?"
"It's true, it's true."
"Okay, although expired mercenaries and pirates are almost illegal organizations, who makes me like you? Hurry up and start your car and follow. Don't leave the patrol car one kilometer away. I'll give you two minutes and walk. .”
It seems that in this world, the commander of a car can indeed do whatever he wants... Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain that after the commander made such a simple and crude judgment on something, the people under him would immediately implement it instead of saying something first...
Silently writing it down, Seve entered the cockpit and sat in the position where the commander should be without taking off his protective clothing. Before he started to worry about the dials, the analysis module marked all the functions of the console in front of him. .
It was so considerate that Sever paused, and then followed the prompts to convert the energy of the car, which had been running silently, into the power components.
The tracks crushed the sand, causing a faint blue glow to slowly emerge from underneath. The two vehicles, one behind the other, slowly left the disaster area in a not-so-quick alert mode.
There was nothing in the cargo box, and the pirates didn't seem to get much benefit, so what exactly was in the cargo box?
The patrol commander didn't ask, as if he was ignoring it on purpose. Seifer was happy to play dumb so that his innocent image could be maintained.
I didn't think about it at all. The bored people in the next car were very curious about how such a polite guy came out of the independent mercenaries. It was so strange.
After all, he is a madman who can blow up hospitals with incendiary bombs if he is given money, so his reputation is quite anthropomorphic.
With curiosity about the new world, after experiencing an unprecedented time travel, Cypher finally succeeded in connecting with the civilized world and started a new life of his own——
If the entrance to the city of New Life was not a wide entrance that led downwards diagonally to the ground, and there were only a bunch of high and low tower-like devices on the ground, maybe this different world would be more fresh. .
...If you think about it carefully, in a world with such a harsh environment, it is not that unusual for cities to be built below the ground.
