Chapter 6 The death of brother Suoying
Nange stood for a moment, patted his chest, and walked toward the war truck.
It was a silver-grey war truck, all painted, indeed, it’s old-fashioned, and in some corners the paint had fallen off, showing a grey steel plate. He suppressed his excitement and examined the war truck from inside to outside with an expert eye.
It should be stated that, apart from the lack of secondary guns, the condition of the entire vehicle is impeccable. Nange rubbed his hands, stretched himself in the driver's seat, buckled his seat belt, opened the engine skillfully, and, like the Red Wolf, steered the war truck around the stone room. It feels so good! Nange excited to open the computer control system, a sweet female voice immediately rang up: "welcome to become a member of Metal Max Corps! Hello new host, please choose one of your favorite names for me!"
" Metal Max Corps? Nange subconsciously repeated. "what is this?"
"The nickname of the Haotian’s elite tank company of the united army of Yasi'ao continent," the female voice said. "Please choose your favorite name for me, master."
"Well," said the Nange, "Let me see…"
"Yes, Sir." The female voice said. "I am your exclusive war truck Let-Me-See, number WJS007, now I will start the automatic navigation system for you." Immediately, the map of the tunnel and the position of the chariot flashed on the screen in front of Nange.
"Damn it," said nan. " What a strange name, I haven't thought of a better name yet, could I change it?"
"No, Sir," said the female voice. "this operation is irreversible, unless a new owner is installed. Also, I have noticed that you haven’t changed the combat uniform, please change as soon as possible!"
Before he could speak, a square box appeared on the steel wall to his left. It was a complete set of black combat uniforms inside of it. He opened seat belt and took the clothes out of the box, which instantly retracted. He was happy that he had changed into his new clothes, which seemed to have been specially made for him. Everything from the helmet to the boots was just right.
"Let-Me-See. Nange said "Who was your last master?"
"I'm sorry, Sir," the female voice said. "Every time a new owner is replaced, all information about the original owner will be automatically deleted, which I cannot answer."
Nange shook his head and examined some of the moving points of light on the screen. Judging from their position, one is a mechanical dog with a head blew out. What will the other be? With Curiosity, he drove the war truck to the spot shown on the screen, where behind a pile of old wooden boxes. He operates the war truck, slowly lifting the wooden boxes to one side, and then he sees a man lying on his back on the ground.
"Brother Suoying! No longer worried about any danger, He jumped off the war truck, picked up Suoying. His palm touched Suoying’s body, it felt cold, and there was not any response to the shaking. Was Suoying dead? As he put his middle finger behind the Suoying's ear, his mind went blank. His best friend had died so silently in this big, cold hole! It is the first time that for Nange to feel the impermanence of life. He examined the body of Suoying, which had eight wounds, the fatal wound in the underbelly, which was large and had obvious claw marks, and was supposed to be the masterpiece of the mechanical dog.
"That's right," said the Nange to himself. "I'm going to find uncle Minch."
Thinking of this, Nange immediately put the body of Suoying on the war truck with the fastest speed, and then drove off the pit with increased power.
Soon the war truck was approaching the town of Rado. The sound of a long, mournful alarm was heard. On the walls of Rado, there were moving figures.
"Tell me who you are," is the voice of uncle Pumpkin, "master of the war truck."
Nange reached for a red button that turned on the vehicle's external speaker.
"Dad," Nange said. "it's me. I'm Nange."
"Well, according to the rule of Rado, war truck shall not enter the town." Father's voice suddenly softened. "Wait a minute. I'll open the door of the repair shop."
The door of the repair shop opened with the rumbling sound of steel doors moving. Nange drove the war truck into it.
"This is the war truck at the bottom of the pit?"
Standing right in front of the crowd of onlookers, father squinted his eyes at the chariot, but the expression on his face is very strange, like friends reunited in the surprise, with a little sadness. However, his young son who got off the war truck was immersed in his sorrow and could not understand his father's mood.
"Nange," said the father, "go upstairs and get some sleep. You'll be tired after running out so long."
"Dad," said the Nange, "brother Suoying is dead, and his body is in the rear cabin of the war truck.
"What? Uncle pumpkin was taken aback. "You'd better go and tell Mr. Yifu. I'm going to Minch's!
"I saw Yifu drinking in a bar just now," said a middle-aged man in the crowd.
Nange took to his heels and ran into the only bar in town.
There are just six people in the bar, the boss and the waiter, and four stuffy guests to go. Where is Mr. Yifu? Yeah, I see. Nange walked slowly past, and sat in front of Mr. Yifu.
Chapter 6 The death of brother Suoying
Nange stood for a moment, patted his chest, and walked toward the war truck.
It was a silver-grey war truck, all painted, indeed, it’s old-fashioned, and in some corners the paint had fallen off, showing a grey steel plate. He suppressed his excitement and examined the war truck from inside to outside with an expert eye.
It should be stated that, apart from the lack of secondary guns, the condition of the entire vehicle is impeccable. Nange rubbed his hands, stretched himself in the driver's seat, buckled his seat belt, opened the engine skillfully, and, like the Red Wolf, steered the war truck around the stone room. It feels so good! Nange excited to open the computer control system, a sweet female voice immediately rang up: "welcome to become a member of Metal Max Corps! Hello new host, please choose one of your favorite names for me!"
" Metal Max Corps? Nange subconsciously repeated. "what is this?"
"The nickname of the Haotian’s elite tank company of the united army of Yasi'ao continent," the female voice said. "Please choose your favorite name for me, master."
"Well," said the Nange, "Let me see…"
"Yes, Sir." The female voice said. "I am your exclusive war truck Let-Me-See, number WJS007, now I will start the automatic navigation system for you." Immediately, the map of the tunnel and the position of the chariot flashed on the screen in front of Nange.
"Damn it," said nan. " What a strange name, I haven't thought of a better name yet, could I change it?"
"No, Sir," said the female voice. "this operation is irreversible, unless a new owner is installed. Also, I have noticed that you haven’t changed the combat uniform, please change as soon as possible!"
Before he could speak, a square box appeared on the steel wall to his left. It was a complete set of black combat uniforms inside of it. He opened seat belt and took the clothes out of the box, which instantly retracted. He was happy that he had changed into his new clothes, which seemed to have been specially made for him. Everything from the helmet to the boots was just right.
"Let-Me-See. Nange said "Who was your last master?"
"I'm sorry, Sir," the female voice said. "Every time a new owner is replaced, all information about the original owner will be automatically deleted, which I cannot answer."
Nange shook his head and examined some of the moving points of light on the screen. Judging from their position, one is a mechanical dog with a head blew out. What will the other be? With Curiosity, he drove the war truck to the spot shown on the screen, where behind a pile of old wooden boxes. He operates the war truck, slowly lifting the wooden boxes to one side, and then he sees a man lying on his back on the ground.
"Brother Suoying! No longer worried about any danger, He jumped off the war truck, picked up Suoying. His palm touched Suoying’s body, it felt cold, and there was not any response to the shaking. Was Suoying dead? As he put his middle finger behind the Suoying's ear, his mind went blank. His best friend had died so silently in this big, cold hole! It is the first time that for Nange to feel the impermanence of life. He examined the body of Suoying, which had eight wounds, the fatal wound in the underbelly, which was large and had obvious claw marks, and was supposed to be the masterpiece of the mechanical dog.
"That's right," said the Nange to himself. "I'm going to find uncle Minch."
Thinking of this, Nange immediately put the body of Suoying on the war truck with the fastest speed, and then drove off the pit with increased power.
Soon the war truck was approaching the town of Rado. The sound of a long, mournful alarm was heard. On the walls of Rado, there were moving figures.
"Tell me who you are," is the voice of uncle Pumpkin, "master of the war truck."
Nange reached for a red button that turned on the vehicle's external speaker.
"Dad," Nange said. "it's me. I'm Nange."
"Well, according to the rule of Rado, war truck shall not enter the town." Father's voice suddenly softened. "Wait a minute. I'll open the door of the repair shop."
The door of the repair shop opened with the rumbling sound of steel doors moving. Nange drove the war truck into it.
"This is the war truck at the bottom of the pit?"
Standing right in front of the crowd of onlookers, father squinted his eyes at the chariot, but the expression on his face is very strange, like friends reunited in the surprise, with a little sadness. However, his young son who got off the war truck was immersed in his sorrow and could not understand his father's mood.
"Nange," said the father, "go upstairs and get some sleep. You'll be tired after running out so long."
"Dad," said the Nange, "brother Suoying is dead, and his body is in the rear cabin of the war truck.
"What? Uncle pumpkin was taken aback. "You'd better go and tell Mr. Yifu. I'm going to Minch's!
"I saw Yifu drinking in a bar just now," said a middle-aged man in the crowd.
Nange took to his heels and ran into the only bar in town.
There are just six people in the bar, the boss and the waiter, and four stuffy guests to go. Where is Mr. Yifu? Yeah, I see. Nange walked slowly past, and sat in front of Mr. Yifu.
