45.Everyone has something special, everyone has...

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The moon in the sky today looked flatter than yesterday, and Seve also observed a third silver moon with a cold light, not far behind the two larger moons.

Thinking on the bright side, there are three moons instead of three suns. I don't need to think about one day screaming for dehydration and drilling into the earth's crust.

It is obviously smaller than the previous two, but the light brought by the three moons can also make the desert look not so dark...it is not as good as the flares, but it can let people find the direction at night.

Seifer just controlled the car body from the main console to follow the large army, occasionally glancing at the observation tower erected high on the front car to see if the other party had any advance warning.

Tien had noticed the incoming shelling in the distance before everyone else. He was very concerned about this ability, but he could never find a chance to ask, so everyone forgot about it.

Take this opportunity to ask.

"Tian, ​​I have a question from a few days ago until now."

"explain?"

"Just, when we left Edge Node City for the first time, even the people on the observation deck didn't warn of the enemy attack. How did you detect it in advance?"

There was silence on Tien's side for a long time. It was so quiet that Seve was a little bit murmuring in her heart. Could it be that she asked something that she shouldn't ask and shouldn't know. She was wondering why she was preparing to fire?

As a result, this state of silence lasted for two minutes, and Tien spoke very seriously.

"Want to know the secret? If you want to know, just give me two boxes of beer in exchange."

The two baskets are 24 glass bottles x 2 bottles of beer. It is impossible to say that the car does not have such a small reserve, but why wine?

"Oh, by the way, if you want, send me another bucket of fried chicken. Remember, the kind of fried chicken that can feed a dozen people in my car, don't cut corners!"

Cypher responded immediately: "Then I'm not curious anymore."

"How dare you say you're not curious! In that case, just send me a piece of fried chicken that I can eat enough, and then give me two baskets of beer."

"A case of beer, okay?"

"sure."

Feeling that he was at a disadvantage, Seve thought for a moment and said he would send it to her later during the day when the car was parked. After happily agreeing, Tien told him the secret directly.

"It's my gut feeling."

"...Are you entertaining me?"

"I laughed. I worked alone in the desert and relied on this intuition. During the most dangerous period, I even had trouble sleeping and eating, as if there were steel needles washing over my body."

Tien's voice sounded a bit low, but she immediately raised her voice: "So, I relied on this intuition to gallop on the sand sea for so long, before the crisis came, or before some people with evil intentions approached me!"

"Their malice, ambition and threats will be like steel needles, alerting me instantly!"

It sounds like some kind of battlefield intuition. Cypher has come into contact with some commanders before, and they seem to have similar talents that are far beyond ordinary people.

A pirate who can be a pirate in the desert for so long really has two skills. But then again, is it really reliable to treat this kind of intuition as a special skill and still be mysterious?

"Then...do you feel threatened now?"

"Hahaha, of course not, so hurry up and make time. I'm waiting for your fried chicken and refreshing beer!"

After the communication ended, Seifer nodded his forehead, feeling that the people around him were really unreliable.

So I took out the electronic component board that I had roughly dismantled before from the drawer, studied it carefully, and planned to reversely deduce the operating mechanism of this thing.

Then learn some low-level code, hardware programming, etc., and try to rewrite a program for the fire control management of this vehicle to avoid the trouble of running back and forth with an empty vehicle.

And more people means that fighting may cause casualties, and pensions and other things will also have to be put on the agenda.

Seve didn't want to see someone die in his car, and he couldn't afford the pension. Nor will they be so cold-blooded as not to pay - some mercenaries will take advantage of various information gaps to do this.

The moon in the sky slowly sank, and before it completely sank into the ground, a layer of white light began to gradually appear on the horizon.

Some people in the communication team took a break, while others started working. As the lead car issued a sharp reminder, the convoy entered a fairly open cliff.

To be honest, this kind of site selection is a little dangerous, because there is no guarantee that possible enemies will load the mountain with explosives and bury them all underneath when the convoy stops.

But I couldn’t resist the temptation of being able to save a lot of energy through the shadow of the rock wall during the day, and even use more energy on things like ice machines.

Of course, before stopping, the convoy also specially ejected a reconnaissance team to carefully check around for possible enemies, traps and other things.

After finally getting a safe and reliable answer, they adjusted their postures and folded the turret and heavy armor.

The rolling tracks came to a slow stop, grinding the rocks on the ground into powder. After stopping in place, a hot air flow blew out from under the car body, blowing away all the sand and dust on the ground.

Then the liquid in the heat dissipation pipe began to flow rapidly, and the heat dissipation system in the car was all online, trying its best to resist the huge fireball rising from the horizon that people could not and should not look directly at.

In this environment, Seifer was leisurely preparing a large portion of fried chicken in the restaurant.

Perhaps he was too focused. When the fried chicken was sizzling in the frying pan, he turned around and discovered that Dr. Mei, who was always very sleepy before, was sitting behind the dining table, with his head in one hand and his eyes looking through the messy Hairi looked this way.

"...Good morning, Dr. May."

"Well, morning."

When did she come? The partition door... Oh, it's not closed.

"The bathroom door can't be opened, and I didn't find anyone in the main control room. When I came here, I saw you busy cooking, so what are you doing."

"fried chicken."

Cypher brought her a piece of fried chicken that had come out of the pressure cooker - but Dr. May didn't reach out and just looked at the fried chicken.

He continued: "I want access to the bathroom."

After using the remote control in the UI and telling her that she only needed to go over to unlock the door, she continued to sit there and watch the steaming and fragrant fried chicken.

Is it normal for scientific researchers to have some quirks?

Turning back to continue mixing the things in the pot and on the counter, Sever heard the sound of someone leaving. When he was about to take back the piece of fried chicken, it was gone, leaving only a plate with some oil stains.

——With just one turn of his head, he ate all the bones together?

Maybe it's some convenient way to get nutrients. After all, he is a scientist.

If he had known what the scene looked like just now, he would definitely not have come up with such an answer.

Because at the moment when Sever turned his head to continue processing the ingredients, Dr. Mei directly picked up the piece of fried chicken that was still so hot that it could burn off a piece of the epithelium of the average person's mouth, and put the whole piece directly into his mouth.

He swallowed it wholeheartedly without changing his expression. The whole process took less than a second and was even silent.

As for Seifer, he ferociously brought out a whole bucket of fried chicken, made a few more portions and placed them on the table in the kitchen and dining room. He sent a message to Lin Shenxue to ask her to come and eat.

Then he changed into spare body No. 2, put on a rather heavy and shiny silver external walking protective suit, and brought the beer and fried chicken placed in a special insulated box. Cypher lamented that he was transporting them like a deliveryman. All on their backs.

Then he put on his weapon, closed the car door, and walked towards the mobile base behind him on the gravel ground that was getting hotter during the day and even distorted the air.

In the communication channel, Tien's urging came every ten seconds, which was really annoying.