Secretly

The egg-shaped one-man room emitted a trace of gas, the door moved upward, and Start came out of it with some exhaustion.

Several children were waiting for him outside.

"We only have five mechs left." Thomson whispered.

"I know." Stat's voice was hoarse.

"I found the kids who lost their mechs." Seanna's voice was similarly low, only audible to those around her. "The bad guys only let them eat one meal a day, and many people can't stand it anymore, and they don't care if Boyle has a fever—"

"What are you doing! Walk! The guard shouted, "Thomson! Tiger! Dequeue! ”

"Find out where the mech is." Thomson hurried to Stadt as he walked towards the guards.

Staid watched as the two were taken away by the guards, and Tiger looked back at him, a look of hope.

He was a little pained, the location of the mech, he really wanted to know where it was placed.

He considered many options, all of which he himself rejected.

"Let's go." Seanna whispered beside him.

Chester came back to his senses, and he looked around, and there were only five people left: him, Theanna, Doudou, Alvin, and Halfington.

The guard was glaring at him viciously, and he led the way out.

Gotta get out of here.

Start thought.

And with everyone!

He led the way out, out of the room where the egg-shaped one-man operation room was kept, and he couldn't help but glance back.

This place is still different from the base of the Mafu Mountains in Area 51.

It was like a more oppressive place, where he always felt that he didn't have enough time.

Every time, it was the feeling that as long as he used the control mecha once, he would pass the day.

Occasionally, he even has the experience of entering the egg-shaped one-man operation room in the middle of the night.

The feeling of this midnight is also what he sees through the mecha.

Here, like the other children, he has lost his notion of time on earth.

Every day, in addition to eating and resting, most of the rest of the time is spent in the egg-shaped single operation room.

Stat had a feeling that he was staying in the egg shape longer and longer.

"Ten minutes!" The voice of the guard speaking loudly echoed through the room.

He glanced up, and this time the food was still some sticky rice porridge, two pieces of hard and even hairy whole wheat bread, and a boiled egg with skin.

"It's an underground bomb shelter." Seanna sat next to him and bowed her head and took a sip of porridge, and next to her, Sivinton was smacking loudly, and the guards did not come up to stop him, which they had agreed at the beginning. At first, the guard had beaten Ivington a few times because of this, but after Cherf found out, the guard never appeared again.

The current guard seems to know about this, so his choice is to stay away and ignore it.

This is their only chance to communicate.

"I don't want to care where we are right now, what structure we have." Start said. "Seanna, where are they?"

After a while, Start glanced in her direction, and Seanna was staring at him, and he looked back at something wrong.

"In our room, go straight out, turn left, and go to the top." Seanna spoke quickly, as she looked down at the already hairy whole wheat bread.

"It looks like we're not going to have a lot of food." Doudou said suddenly. "I've been eating these hairy breads for a while."

"I know." Stadt didn't know why, he said suddenly. "Don't talk about this meaningless information."

The sound of Sivinton's chirping suddenly stopped, and Stat glanced at him, and saw that he, Alvin, Beanie, and Seanna were all looking at him.

He took a deep breath.

"I..."

"You can't help it, can you?" Seanna looked at him and said slowly.

"Who said that!" Stat's voice was a few points higher.

"What for!" The guard entered the room and shouted.

Xi Wenton quickly lowered his head, his porridge had already been drunk, and he began to peel the egg in his hand.

"Three minutes!" The guard looked at the time, glanced around them, and walked out again.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Seanna clasped the bread where the hair had grown.

"I—" Staid looked at the porridge he hadn't drunk in the bowl, and saw that Alvin next to him was looking at his bowl, Alvin had already eaten everything, he was a few months older than Stadt, and this little food was not enough to fill his stomach.

He handed the rice porridge to Alvin, and only the eggs gave him a hint of desire to eat it.

"There is no one-size-fits-all solution." Stat peeled the eggs.

"There's never a perfect solution." Seanna replied quickly.

"I'm going to take them all." Statter said word for word.

"Be realistic, Stadt." Seanna seemed surprised by his thoughts. "That's what you think?"

"Don't you think so?"

"I-"

"It's time!" The guards entered the room.

The five people stood up at the same time, and when Alvin stood up, he threw his head back and swallowed the rest of the rice porridge, wiped his mouth, and held the empty bowl.

"!" The guard commanded.

The so-called bed is nothing more than some hay spread on the ground, with a sheet on the hay and a bedding for each person.

The bedding is always in a damp state, and they dare not take off their clothes, so they can only sleep with their clothes, and even so, they will still sweat from the heat, their lips will be scorched, and in addition to this, they will also be infested with mosquitoes.

Stat's condition is better, Doudou wakes up every day with some new mosquito-bitten red spots on his face.

The guards had been guarding the doorway, and after they had laid down, Starter wondered if the others were like him, and it would take a long time for them to squint in agony because they couldn't get through it.

He adjusted to the darkness, he looked in the direction of the door, the light was shining through the crack in the door, and although he couldn't see the guard, he knew that the guard was standing there.

He turned around to make himself more comfortable, and at the same time, he could see the doorway.

He unconsciously thought about countermeasures again.

Five mechs.

Every time he entered the egg-shaped one-man room, he found that the mech was still where it was supposed to be.

Around, he could also see those fragments of the mecha that had been destroyed, and he even saw that the parts of the mecha that he had damaged would be replaced, and the left arm of the mecha at this time was once that of another companion mecha.

Someone is repairing these still mobile mechs.

Is it Cherf?

He didn't know, he didn't dare to think about what would happen to these five mechs if they were also destroyed.

He thought of what Seanna had said, and that his result might be the same as that of his former companions, and that he would die a painful death.

He looked at the door again.

Suddenly he had even bolder ideas.

yes, be realistic! Seanna said that.

What he needed was to verify something, and he could only wait until the next morning, discuss it with them, and help him implement it.

If his idea is verified, then he is absolutely sure.

It's just that this certainty, with only half the chance, is either success or failure.

This half of the odds is the easiest to achieve among the countermeasures he has come up with, and at the same time, the odds are also the lowest.

Starter's eyelids fought until they were completely closed.