Near the military truck to the north, unlike Betty's armor shop, there was a lively atmosphere of conversation and laughter.

"Everyone says it's a stupid choice to get too close to deathclaws, but sometimes the initiative doesn't lie with us, am I right? What if you can already see how many lashes there are when you find it? ”

A lively, hoarse voice came from the carriage.

"Directly detonate the explosives and die together!"

A burst of laughter was heard.

"Use your little hose to shower it."

Louder laughter was heard.

"Come with an affectionate kiss to surrender it with love!"

The laughter continued.

Andy walked to the side of the northern carriage, which was hung with a beautiful little plaque with the words 'Hank Weapons Shop', although it was a scrapped military truck, but it was not as messy and sloppy as Betty's, and there were many traces of careful treatment that could be seen.

"No, I'll tell you, you don't need anything, I'm here to introduce you to the latest products of our Hank weapons shop, once sold, it will definitely be well received!"

As the sound got closer, Andy saw a ghoul come out of the carriage with a strangely shaped shotgun, followed by a number of businessmen in radiation suits, and they walked to the rudimentary shooting range used to test the guns not far from the carriage, the main targets were several metal gasoline drums filled with rubble and sand.

Although the ghoul smiled, the smile was really terrifying, one eye on his green face was like a broken glass bead, obviously blind, the other big eye was grunting and rolling, the entire right half of his face was occupied by a pink froth-like growth, and the big grinning mouth showed purple gums and those broken teeth of different shapes, disgusting tartar wrapped around them, some crumbling, some only half left, More teeth have long since disappeared...

If this is a normal person, it may be inferred that he will die soon, but this is a ghoul, and this ugly and miserable appearance is too normal for a ghoul, and there are many people who are more exaggerated than him, and they are completely terrifying monsters walking in the world.

Thanks to the radiation suits, based on previous experiences, the more bizarre the ghouls have a stronger body odor, and that smell is only liked by flies.

The ghoul who was probably named Hank raised his shotgun and was about to shoot it, when he suddenly stopped to show the bullet in his hand.

"The 12-gauge shotgun, and it's an air-tipped bullet, if it's flesh and blood, the power is even more obvious."

With that, he raised the shotgun in his hand and fired repeatedly, each shot hitting those targets accurately, and the powerful fire knocked down the iron barrels that were shot, leaving terrible marks where the shotguns hit.

The onlookers let out exclamations.

Hank raised his shotgun with a proud expression.

"Good baby, absolutely good baby, with a 12-gauge shotgun, one magazine can shoot 12 rounds in a row, and a skilled hand can change the magazine in two seconds, and then fire another 12 rounds at those damn brutes, and roll them all over the ground, the price is more expensive, but it's absolutely genuine... If you want to buy it, I have plenty of stock here, who wants to try this '12 rings'? ”

A merchant raised his hand, took the weapon from Hank's hand, fired two shots at the targets, and then turned back to Hank and made a request.

"Hank, I've heard from others that you've made a new ammunition that is terrifying."

Hearing him say this, Hank stopped hiding and tucked it away, took the shotgun, took out some strange-shaped ammunition from his pocket and stuffed it into the shotgun, and fired a shot, directly bursting an iron bucket stuffed with sand.

In the midst of the compliments, Hank pulled out another of those strange homemade bullets.

"Guess what's in there? I guess you wouldn't guess, actually... It's a coin! ”

He pulled out one, and it looked like a silver coin.

A sharp-eyed businessman saw where the thing came from.

"Wait, this isn't the pre-war currency, this size and pattern, this is the currency pair circulating in the territory of Caesar's Legion in the east, right?"

Hank laughed, not shy away.

"That's right, it's the silver coin of Caesar's legion, and the one with thick hair on it is, I guess it's the legendary Caesar, right? I haven't seen him in person, though. ”

Andy stood at a distance and listened, the reservation was indeed connected with Caesar's legion, at least trade, because the reservation needed a large number of slaves, and one of Caesar's legions' main business was the slave trade, judging from the members of Caesar's legion that he had come into contact with in Dog City before, this was a veritable militarized slavery group, just like the ancient organization of the same name recorded in the books handed down from the old world.

After the test was over, Andy, who had been watching from the sidelines, noticed a man in a radiation suit silently cleaning the field.

As if sensing Andy's gaze, the man suddenly raised his head and glanced at Andy, and at the same time, the beep-boy suddenly popped up a few prompts.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and then Andy walked over to her.

"You're Gillian?"

The broom in the man's hand fell directly to the ground, and it was obvious that she was shocked that her name was suddenly called here.

"You...."

Gillian suddenly made a vague gesture and slowly walked away, and Andy looked back alertly to find Hank standing not far away.

"Hello man, is it your first time coming to my Hank?"

The ugly-looking ghoul didn't show any unusual attitude, on the contrary, his warmth and friendliness were nothing short of the previous Reservation Ghouls, including Betty, and he wouldn't even refer to non-ghoul visitors as Slippery Skin, the popular name for humans on the Reservation.

"Yes, it's my first time, I've just come from Betty."

Seeing this, Andy immediately took over the conversation, there are not many merchants in the entire trade area, if you want to find someone to communicate with and obtain information, you can only find a breakthrough from these people, the big ghoul who gestured to ask Andy to leave and the grumpy Betty are not very good at first glance, but the Hank in front of him seems to be able to communicate with humans with a normal attitude.

Hank had a wry smile on his face as soon as he heard Andy mention Betty.

"Ahh Betty, she does... Don't tell her that's what I said, I do think she's a tough person, and for a while she always comes over to me and says weird things, ahem... I know how she treats you, but she's the one who represents the attitude of the members of this colony towards humanity, and I'm the anomaly, and it's not without reason that most people here are naturally hostile to humans. ”

"But, I won't say much about the specifics, you just need to be clear about this."

Andy looked at Hank, curious about his difference.

"So, why are you different from them? It's incredible to see that you've patiently told the merchants who came to buy all the information about the goods, and that you're willing to let them try the guns themselves. ”

Hank grinned.

"I don't just have to answer questions, no matter who it is, as long as it's my customer, I'm willing to treat them with the same attitude as a normal customer, I don't hide all kinds of information about these weapons, even if I want to explain to a group of people the best use of these weapons for an afternoon, I don't care, if you are willing to do business with me, I can guarantee that I will never sell you the goods that cut corners, let alone indiscriminately quote your bottle caps, these things my regular customers can testify to me."

"The reason I'm so different from the rest of the people on the reserve is because I'm a 'newcomer.'"

Andy felt a little abrupt, it turned out that it was because Hank hadn't been in the reservation for a long time and hadn't been contaminated with the atmosphere of those reserve ghouls?

"So how long have you been here, Hank? A few months or a few years? ”

Hank smiled and shook his index finger.

"No, no, no..... Actually, we have a very different concept of time from yours, a few months or years is a long time for you, but for us, our time calculations are measured in ten years. Since you don't know, I'll tell you a common sense about the reservation, first of all, the ghouls in the reservation, or those children of the wasteland who like to call themselves 'new humans', that is, guys like me, are divided into two batches. ”

He pointed to the truck to the south, where Betty's shop was located.

"Betty has been on the reservation for over 70 years, so she's a serious member of the reservation, and I'm different."

Hank pointed to himself again.

"I, Hank, I've only been here for 20 years, and I don't deserve to call myself a member of the reservation, and there's a special title for people like me, and that's 'The New Arrival.'"

Andy was shocked.

"What? Have you been living here for 20 years, or can you only be called new? ”

Hank looked unexpected.

"Got it? This is the manifestation of the difference in perception between the two races between us on the level of time, 20 years seems to you to be a fifth or even a quarter of a life, of course you feel that this period of time is long, what about us? Time doesn't leave its mark on us at all, I'm 70 years old, I'm an absolute young man on the reservation, do you know the age of the full members? Many of them had lived here long before the Great War, and many of them were over 200 years old, and it is said that there were even older ones. ”

"Here, as long as you haven't been on the reservation for more than 50 years, then you are a 'newcomer', that is, a second-class citizen, you should be able to understand this, right? Guys like me can't compare to Betty and them, and when I speak, I have to be careful when it comes to the places where I should be careful. ”

His voice grew lower and lower, and finally he suddenly returned to his smile.

"Okay, stop talking about it, you came to me to see my treasure, right?"

Andy nodded and followed Hank into his shop, which was full of all kinds of ammunition and firearms, which directly blinded Andy's eyes, he had also seen more than one arsenal of big forces, but whether it was Hoover Dam or Fort Maxson, they were carefully preserved for their precious weapons and ammunition, which was very different here, and the guns and ammunition littered everywhere were like carrots that had just been pulled out of the ground.

Barrels and boxes of bullets piled up like dirt in the carriages.

Andy looked at it and suddenly remembered something.

"Hank, did you trade with a crimson caravan from the west?"

"Uh.... I think about it, yes, there is. ”

Hank said this and told Andy a few more details.

"We need some raw materials to make gunpowder, which is in great demand, and they happened to bring a lot of it at that time, so we gave them a big discount, but unfortunately they haven't come to trade anymore recently, which really affects our production."

Andy knew what the raw materials Hank was talking about, and Otto had told him that the impurities filtered out of the water purifier at the Hoover Dam were not useless waste, and the Crimson Caravan had nothing to do with the water pollution upstream of the dam, of course they could provide these raw materials to the reservation in exchange for low-cost ammunition and guns, and then hand them over to the Hoover Dam and Fort Maxson, every trip was a huge profit, no wonder McClavdie's ambitions later swelled to replace Mayor Dodge and blow up Fort Maxson.

"Don't worry, although the Crimson Caravan may not come again, someone will supply you in their place soon."

Hank smiled and patted Andy on the shoulder.

"Sounds like you know a lot of inside information, I just like to make friends like you, what do you want to buy? Although it is the first time we have met, I can give you a discount that only a regular customer can have, which can be regarded as laying a foundation for our friendship after meeting for the first time today. ”

Andy saw at a glance that there was a new product on the counter that he had led a group of merchants to test-shoot.

"How do you sell this gun?"

Hank brought the shotgun to show.

"You have such a good eye, if I had to pick my favorite item in my shop, I would definitely choose this riot suppression shotgun, with it, even deathclaws can't get close to you. Of course, there is also a price code for good baby, the standard price is 5500 bottle caps, for you.... Count 5,000 bottle caps with a few boxes of ammo. ”

Hank then began to gush about the weapon's reliability and strong resistance and knockdown effect, it is very simple to maintain and use, does not require a very high level of firearm skill understanding, even people who do not use shotguns often can quickly get started, and once proficient, it will become an artifact to help wastelanders cross the wasteland.....

The corners of Andy's mouth twitched in his mask, wasn't it about the same price as Betty's armor? If I hadn't been taken the bottle caps by two women named Mary one after another, I would have been able to change a shotgun with a shotgun now by gritting my teeth and bleeding, but now it definitely won't work.

After thinking about it, he decided to do it again.

"Hank, I won't go around in circles with you, in fact, I came this time to be entrusted by someone, and someone hired me to do something with you, but I think you are a rare good person, and I also want to be friends with you, so I think you have the right to know about it.... After listening, you can think about what to do. ”