"Power armor?" Hearing what Bai Ye depicted, the craftsman was stunned for a moment, and then said in fear of hitting the bipedal mecha beside him, "Is this what you are talking about?" ”

Running fast, lifting heavy loads, and resisting attacks sounds exactly the same.

The corners of Bai Ye's mouth twitched, and his gaze swept to the bipedal mecha built by the craftsman, the only protection of the human body of that thing was the iron rod that extended from the shoulders downward, which looked like the safety bar of some roller coaster seat.

This has nothing to do with what I just said about 'defending against attacks from any direction'.

"We're just standing here and talking?" He didn't take the craftsman's words, but turned his head to look at the sand dunes in the distance, where the moonlight shone on the grains of sand, reflecting a silvery white light.

The craftsman patted his head and smiled, "It's my problem, let's go, let's go to my shelter." ”

The surrounding bipedal mechs also turned off their high-powered searchlights and turned around and walked towards the valley behind them, where the shelter built by the craftsmen was located.

"Let's put off the fire and rest, we won't go back for a while." White Night turned on the communication and gave orders to the pilot inside the aircraft, and then led the group to follow them.

As we walked forward, there were more and more traces of human presence along the route, with wires and cameras hanging on the cliffs on both sides, and some discarded tires and metal steel frames piled up haphazardly on the edge of the rock face, which looked like it had been some time.

After walking for a while, the craftsman turned his head away, the red band on his forehead fluttering gently in the breeze, and he told the people, "Be careful when you go in." ”

Seeing that several people looked a little confused, he opened his mouth to explain: "My shelter is basically full of civilians, and there are many old people and children, unlike the place where you used to be in the Weapon X Factory, they need a peaceful night's rest. ”

After listening to his explanation, everyone nodded in understanding.

But when they walked near the camp, Bai Ye and his party saw from a distance the small towns built deep in the valley, the lights flickering in the night, the windows showing a faint light, and the streets seemed to be shaking people.

The craftsman frowned, at this time, these people should have fallen asleep.

Bai Ye slowly walked into the streets of the town, feeling the gaze of the surrounding villagers, and through the glass window, he saw that the villagers were secretly observing him, with vigilance and fear in their eyes.

On one side of the street, a group of villagers gathered and whispered, some pointing at White Night and then at his mech, as if discussing something. The children's eyes were wide open, staring at him curiously, but also with a hint of fear.

Seeing the worried looks of the villagers, the craftsman couldn't help but sigh helplessly, he understood that he had left in a hurry without saying a word, and with an armed team, he was bound to be seen by a few people who stayed up all night and didn't sleep to tell everyone.

Thanks to his usual education on the safety awareness of the villagers, these people are ready to run away at any time, and thinking of this, the craftsman can't help but feel a little more proud in his heart.

But pride is pride, the misunderstanding still has to be solved, the craftsman compares his hand to the shape of a trumpet, and shouts: "It's okay, it's a false alarm!" ”

His voice echoed through the streets of the town, gradually reaching the ears of every villager, and as a leader who had sheltered everyone for decades, his words naturally carried enough weight.

After hearing that there was no danger, the atmosphere of the shelter town gradually relaxed. The villagers began to walk out of the houses and curiously surrounded the white night and the craftsmen.

Even a few children ran over excitedly, their eyes full of curiosity and amazement.

Among them was a little girl, about five or six years old, who walked up to the silver-white Hulk-Kick mech. She cautiously stretched out her little hand, wanting to touch it gently. As soon as her fingers touched the surface of the mech, she let out a scream of excitement.

The other children joined in, jumping around the mech, pointing and talking, curious about the huge silver-white armor in front of them.

The craftsman looked at the group of children around him and suddenly pretended to be angry and shouted, "Hey! You guys! Why don't you sleep yet?! Get back to your bed, or Venom will come and take you!" Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly put on a terrifying monster expression, and stretched out his hands as if to catch them.

The children were amused by him at once, screaming and bursting with laughter. Some of the little ones also cooperated to cover their faces, pretending to be afraid. The craftsman smiled and seemed to have found a little fun.

After a period of frolic time, the children and the villagers finally returned to their houses, and the laughter faded away, and the town returned to tranquility.

Standing on the street, the craftsman looked at his surroundings and felt a sense of warmth in his heart.

"You've taken good care of your people."

White Night was also looking around the town, and compared to the numb people he had seen under Magneto or in Doctor Doom's territory, the people here were much better in terms of physical fitness and mental state.

Hearing Bai Ye's praise, the craftsman just smiled, and then led everyone to a cave, where the huge metal gate at the entrance came into view.

Located on the edge of the town, the cave seems to have been deliberately chosen, secluded and practical.

Standing in front of the metal door, the craftsman reached out and pressed a hidden button. The metal door slowly opened, revealing a passageway.

"Welcome to my workshop," the craftsman said to the crowd, his voice full of confidence and pride.

"It's our secret base, and it's the birthplace of all the technology and equipment I've created. Come on in, and let me show you. ”

Under the illumination of the lights in the cave, Bai Ye's attention was finally attracted by a detail on the craftsman.

He glanced at the craftsman's leg, and saw that the right leg was made of alloy, and this prosthetic leg looked unusually strong, with a smooth surface and a cold sheen of metal.

Feeling Bai Ye's gaze, the craftsman turned his head and smiled slightly, and the mustache above his lips trembled, "It's the Vietnam War, I was at that time."

Halfway through his recollection, the rest of the words were swallowed up by him, and the craftsman shook his head sadly and walked into the cave, apparently unwilling to mention it.

But he didn't say it, Bai Ye knew what was going on.

After a leg and arm blown off during the Vietnam War, the craftsman then unleashed his little-known magical talents to survive, combined with his mutant abilities, to create a portal from the souls of nine dead comrades, unleashing an ancient demon to fight.

Since the end of the war, he has repented of this blasphemy and has stopped using his magical talents.

Feel the 500 coins rewarded by book friends mourning Wu Huaxia

(End of chapter)