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Clint carefully peeled off a little bit of cyan moss from the sewer pipe, caught it with a small plate in his hand, and suddenly smiled happily on his face.
"I can have a little more ingredients for dinner today. β
In the gloomy sewers, the turbulent underground river on the right side was constantly flowing, and occasionally a little yellow-white garbage floated in it, and more than a thick layer of greasy dirt, which emitted an unpleasant stench from afar.
Kling was used to it, and carefully found a few more of these mosses, peeling off the only bit of cyan in the sewer into his small plate.
During the few days in the sewers, he experienced many underground pursuits, not from the pilots on the ground, but from the depths of the sewers that no one had entered for many years, where every few hours he would encounter large groups of mutant rats, these rats with red eyes could gnaw on anything they could, and in order to save the energy of the mecha, Klin had long dared not use the mecha indiscriminately, it was originally a patchwork mecha, and the power furnace was also the type of the old model, a lot of energy was used, and most of the back was also used to restore the Akatsuki, leaving only a little as a backup to open the hatchγ
Thinking of this, Kling sighed in his heart, put away the moss, and touched his stomach, still a little faintly painful. He looked at the time, then turned and walked towards the hiding place.
"It's still ten minutes before the rats come out, so it should be in time. β
After walking some distance, he quickly slipped into a small narrow crevice, a small space between the pipes, and there was a faint glimmer of light in it. The white light shines out and falls on the dark underground sewer floor, reflecting a wet sheen.
Kling walked in. Seeing that Belen was baking the dried rats that came, the two of them had relied on this thing for two days to live, and the dry food was all eaten two days ago, and only this one was left to eat, but fortunately, Belen's Ming Emperor exercise method can eliminate most of the diseases and infections, otherwise just eating unclean things in it is enough to kill the two of them.
The light is a wire pulled from a mech. It's not very bright, because it's meant to be used sparingly.
"How's it going? Or that she is a girl herself, and it is only because of the exercise method that this layer of epidermis has been unraveled.
Kneeling on the edge of the fire, Belen's little face was flushed, and he seemed a little haggard.
"It's fine. No one caught up. Clint nodded. smiled helplessly, "Maybe this place has already entered the radiation zone, right? They don't dare to chase after it, staying in the radiation zone for a long time will cause radiation sickness in their bodies." β
"yes" Belen nodded, and raised his arm, and gray spots appeared faintly on it, looking like his skin had withered.
"I've heard that radiation sickness is very difficult to treat," her eyes darkened, "once you get radiation sickness." I can't continue to live in the domain."
"Don't worry, if the uncle wakes up, there will be a way!" With faith, even though he himself does not know where it comes from, "if you don't even have hope for yourself, then there really will be no hope at all." β
"Yes, Uncle Akatsuki is so powerful, there will definitely be a way to solve it. Belen also relaxed slightly, Akatsuki's image has always been so omnipotent in the eyes of the two, although his mouth is a little poisonous, but he can always think of a way to solve anything, and there will be no big problem compared to radiation sickness.
The two silently cooperated, washed the moss with filtered water, and then put the dried rats and moss together to cook the soup, which is the main food that the two rely on for a living.
Not long after the cooking began, there was a rumbling roar in the passage outside. It seems to come from far away.
Klin's faces changed, they both got up quickly, and quickly blocked the only entrance and exit of this small space with the alloy plate scattered by the mecha, the alloy plate just completely covered the place, and Klint pressed his hands against the alloy plate, looking afraid that it would be pushed back.
Here, Belen quickly extinguished the fire, leaving only a little fire primer, covering the broth and putting on clothes and something like that.
After a while, there was a faint sound of crackling and crashing from the alloy plate outside, and it seemed that there were many, many small things constantly colliding with the alloy plate, looking at Klin's expression, he had become a little sweaty and laborious, with his nine giant cannons, it was a number of times the strength of ordinary people, and he still felt extremely difficult. You can imagine how big the impact is from the outside.
I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the snapping sound gradually subsided, and the green tendons on Klin's forehead gradually calmed down, and he sweated profusely.
It wasn't until the last bit of impact died down that he slumped to the ground with a snort.
"Whir-hoo-hoo" is as violent as a cow's panting, constantly rising and falling.
"Come and drink water" Belen worriedly brought a ladle of water, because there was no cup, so it was filled with water in the groove of a small alloy sheet.
"Thank you. Clint took it and gulped it down.
"Did you hear anything?" said Belen, whose voice suddenly revealed a hint of confusion.
"What, what do you hear?"
"I think I hear someone shouting outside," Belen said with some uncertainty.
"Anyone?!" Clint stood up, a hint of worry in his eyes.
Soon the two of them breathed lightly, and now even Kling could hear it.
"Carl!" "Where are you?"
"Captain Carl!" "Brother Carl~~~"
It seems that the voices are not just one person, but a group of people, and those voices are all looking for a man named Carl. There are men and women in the voices,
Clint carefully pushed the metal plate open, poked his head out, and saw a group of people holding torches at the end of the rat-infested sewer, and the most surprising thing was that none of them were wearing radiation suits in such a radiation zone.
They were men and women, more or less clothed in metal armor, some on their shoulders. Some are helmets, and more are arms and chest and abdomen.
Among the more than a dozen people in the group, most of them were wearing shabby cloth clothes. Some of them have radiation marks on their faces and necks that cannot be concealed.
"So many people are radiation people" Kling suddenly knew in his heart, these people should be the same as them, ordinary people who have suffered from radiation sickness.
He was suddenly a little at a loss, now that Akatsuki is not here, the safety of the two of them is all up to them, if this group of people is good, it's okay, if there is any bad intentions, then he and Xiao Lun can do it
"Who's there!!" suddenly a woman in red who was the leader of the group shouted. Look this way.
Clint was startled and sat down on the ground with a louder noise.
The group quickly rushed towards this direction. Belen hurried over to help Klin, and the two of them shrank together and stared at the entrance and exit, and soon a burly man cautiously walked in, and this person looked at Clyn and Belen. Suddenly there was a slight pause.
"Head. It's two little children!" he shouted.
"Are you kidding? There are still children in this place who can survive?" The woman in red walked in and was a little surprised to see Clynn and Belen. "You're on the sewer web here, full of radiation poison and mutant rats, you guys"
"Hello," Clint said with a grin, greeting.
The mobile hall of the police headquarters in the black disk area
"That's the case with this handover report. Garon handed over a paper report in his hand. He stood in the middle of the hall, and in front of him sat the deputy director of the General Administration, who was working. He is a bald middle-aged man with a small yellow beard on his chin. It looks very strict.
"You are from the military department, and you are also from the academy. Being able to kill a terrorist in a way that almost ended up with a third-level strength, even if he was seriously injured, such a record was still beyond the strength of an ordinary student. The bald head flipped through the text and nodded.
"According to the usual practice, this time the police station will hand over all your battle records, and the specific merit will be issued by someone from the military department for you, please be patient. β
"I understand. Garon nodded.
"But you have to be mentally prepared. The bald head raised his eyes and looked at Garon, "This mission is beyond the scope of your mission level, no one originally thought that you would be able to defeat the terrorists, just hoped that you could hold off the opponent, but" he paused, "I won't talk more nonsense, the elite team in charge of this matter is very unconvinced by you, and there may be some provocations when the mission is handed over, you have to be prepared." β
"Is it an elite student?" Garon asked rhetorically.
"It's good that you know. The bald head seemed to appreciate Garon very much, and nodded with a smile, "Okay, you can go down, and soon the military department will send a military merit notice, don't worry." β
"Understood. β
Garon nodded, gave a military salute, raised the back of his right hand against his left cheek, and bowed slightly.
Then he snapped and turned to leave.
Walking out of the hall of the General Administration, Garon breathed a sigh of relief, the deputy director of the General Administration is definitely a hidden master, he must belong to the fifth level pilot, and he is not a pilot who practices ordinary exercise methods, just the fluctuations in the consciousness force field exuded by his body give him a trace of pressure.
This feeling is much, much stronger than the red and white mecha you face.
"At least one can fight two. Garon whispered that neither the red nor the white mechs were necessarily the opponents of the deputy director. Sure enough, the strong man in the black disk domain is respected, and it is truly real.
Strength determines a qiΔ, if you have strength, you are qualified to hold an important position, if the strength is not enough, even if you have resourcefulness, it is impossible to be arranged to be in a position. This is also the result of the strength of individual mechs that is enough to turn the tide of the situation.
Leaving the police headquarters, there is the garrison station next to it, and several guards who happened to pass by saw Galleon from a distance and greeted them warmly, and these people were the police members of the Galleon patrol area.
After walking over and exchanging a few polite words with a few people, Garon understood the situation a little, made sure that he knew what to do, and took a taxi back home.
Parents and sisters are also at home, because of the younger brother's incident, everyone is in a low mood, and they are all waiting for Galleon's new news.
As soon as he opened the door and entered the room, his father, who had been smoking on the sofa, suddenly stood up.
"How's it going?" (To be continued......