As the sun sets in the west, a patch of yellow sand and dust rolls in the wind on the wasteland, sweeping across this barren land. The howling west wind carried the gravel and slapped it on the car window, making a crackling sound.
"Hey! Hello fellow travelers running around in the wasteland!
This is Old Port Traffic Radio, and I'm Nick bringing you the first-hand news. "
A rather frivolous male voice came from the radio station with a rustling noise, and asked with a smile along with the background music:
"How was your day? Did any of you get bitten on the butt by the radiation beasts?"
The boring joke didn't make Switchblade laugh. He lay on his seat boredly, looking at the desolate scenery outside the window and continuing to listen to the radio casually.
The orange-red afterglow shines on the distant ridges, like unnoticed stone monuments, silently telling the history of this land.
“Just today, the third round of negotiations between Bartimo Biotech and Laboratory 42 broke down again.
Since the last agreement has expired, Laboratory 42 stated that it will stop the supply of medullary cells to Bartimo Biogroup until a consensus is reached.
Affected by this, the bulk cargo trading market in Old Port changed again today. The price of blood-tonifying tablets soared by 53 percentage points to 1,380 yuan a bottle.
Yes, that’s right, you now have to shell out nearly fourteen old Hong Kong silver coins to get a bottle of blood-replenishing tablets that you can take for a month!
To be honest, this is not good news. The last time blood supplements were this expensive was forty years ago. Now, every store in the Old Port is crowded with people queuing up to buy blood-replenishing tablets!
However, for the wasteland walkers, there is not all good news at all - the Old Port City Council has once again revised the 'Restart Civilization Act'. Now that pre-war biological and medical-related technologies have been searched, the reward for sending them to Old Port has been increased to two million. ! "
"Hey, hey."
The sound of metal hitting glass rang in his ears. He lazily turned his head and saw a simple metal prosthetic leg through the window.
He stood up and opened the car door, and the handsome face of Osprey caught his eye.
Osprey was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with skin as warm and smooth as milk. Under his two thin eyebrows were a pair of calm to somewhat indifferent blue pupils, and his thin pink lips were pursed tightly. The rusty silver-gray palm was holding a sniper rifle that almost hit the girl's chin.
"What's wrong Osprey?"
Switchblade yawned and wiped the tears from his eyes.
"The boss is back?"
"No."
Osprey's voice was as cold and calm as the calm lake water. He put the sniper rifle holster in his hand on the back seat and replied:
"Shift change."
Look at the time, it's four o'clock in the afternoon.
"Hi."
Switchblade stretched hard and slumped back to his seat:
"I think the boss and the bear will be back in another twenty or thirty minutes. I've been tired for a whole day, Osprey."
Seeing Osprey looking at him coldly without saying a word, Switchblade clasped his hands together, looked pitifully at the girl in front of him, and said in a plaintive voice:
"Sister Osprey, who is beautiful, kind, gentle and generous, will definitely not refuse to help me on duty for such a short period of time, right?"
After listening to Osprey, his pursed lips still did not open. He just leaned over slightly and extended the robotic arm of his left hand into the car——
"Hey! Don't catch me...be gentle! I just bought the clothes!"
"boom!"
The driver's door closed heavily, shaking up the dust attached to the car. Switchblade looked angrily at the girl wiping the gun in the window, and cursed:
"Asshole mechanical girl! Her body is made of iron, and her heart is also made of iron! She has no human touch at all!"
As he spoke, he smoothed out the wrinkles in his leather jacket. Looking at the creases on his leather jacket, his angry expression immediately fell.
"Three thousand dollars, you bastard!"
Although he cursed, Switchblade didn't dare to open the car door to provoke Osprey. He knew very well how powerful this mechanical woman was.
Unable to retrieve it in action, Switchblade could only hypnotize himself and not be as knowledgeable as an osprey, and slowly climbed up the ladder to the roof of the car.
Even though Switchblade was being lazy, his guess was not wrong.
Before the last ray of the sun disappeared on the horizon, two figures riding motorcycles appeared in his field of vision. Accompanied by the hum of the motor, the two electric motorcycles got closer and closer, and finally stopped beside the car.
"How's it going, boss?"
Switchblade stood on the roof of the car and asked, looking down.
"It's not bad. There are no traces of radiation beast activity around. I should be able to sleep well tonight."
Akainu nodded, took off his helmet, got out of the car, and handed the helmet to the bear beside him. He patted his hair, and the flying dust enveloped the man like smoke in the afterglow.
"How is Yang Jie?"
"he?"
Switchblade pouted.
"Still sleeping, this guy slept all the way after he was out of danger.
The glass was gone at the front and back, and the wind blew so hard along the way that he could still sleep. "
Switchblade's comments made Akainu smile knowingly. He glanced into the car through the side window and saw Yang Jie, who was still sleeping soundly with his eyes tightly closed. He pressed the throat mic and ordered Osprey:
"Osprey, come out.
Don't alarm Yang Jie. "
Hearing Akainu's voice in the earphones, Ospreay turned back to look at the sleeping Yang Jie, pursed his lips, pushed open the car door, and walked to Akainu's side.
"Let me discuss something with you."
When the team members arrived, Akainu coughed lightly and asked:
"I plan to bring Yang Jie in as a carmaker. What do you think?"
Akainu didn't make the decision immediately. In fact, he had been thinking about Yang Jie in the past two days since he was out of danger.
Wasteland Walkers are constantly in danger when walking in the wasteland. Radiated creatures, mutants, robbers, malicious colleagues, and even sandstorms and radioactive rain carrying radioactive dust may kill Wasteland Walkers.
During a long journey, a car that is kept in good condition is definitely the best thing to rely on in this dangerous wilderness.
It has been more than a hundred years since the nuclear war ended. Civilization has died and technology has declined. Vehicles born in the old world have been weathered and corroded by the wind and sun for a hundred years. Most of them are no longer usable, and some of the old ones can only be used. Parts splicing and modification.
This also explains why Yang Jie feels that the modified armored vehicle is particularly awkward - in fact, most pre-war vehicles in the wasteland are like this.
As for Akainu's team's Ford SUV, it was a gift from a friend when Akainu was expelled from the Lone Star Republic.
As for the vehicles produced after the nuclear war, due to the imperfect industrial system, most of the supporting parts are of inferior quality, and the quality is even inferior to those modified vehicles spliced together from pre-war vehicles.
In this case, a qualified car mechanic who can solve most vehicle problems has become an indispensable role in every wasteland walker team.
Judging from Yang Jie's performance, there is no doubt that he is an excellent car mechanic. His speech, behavior, clothing, and correct judgment and actions when encountering danger twice all prove this.
The only thing that made Akainu hesitate was Yang Jie's unclear identity.
Regarding this issue, after thinking and observing Yang Jie in the past two days, Akainu came to his own judgment.
