Number9 of the Knockout

After the meal, the children left the long table and gathered around Sachs to watch him play with a strange mechanism that Sachs had dragged back from the garbage dump in Area 01, the earliest dumping area of ​​​​the garbage planet of 01 , The garbage piled up there is almost all records that only exist in electronic history textbooks, old machines that may not even be seen in museums.

This strange machine is a steel frame structure welded by steel pipes and steel plates, surrounded by a streamlined metal shield shell. The front guidance system does not have complicated buttons, but is set in front of the frame with a bifurcated steering column. The casing is connected with the front wheel to control the direction, and two spoke-type large wheels are installed below the machine.

Sachs is lying on the machine and is using tools to repair the transistor of the ignition system. Even though it was once a very popular single-person vehicle on the home planet, this large piece of garbage has been on the windy planet for too long, rusted and worn out Many components have lost their function. No matter who sees this piece of scrap iron, they will not be willing to waste time repairing it. But what is surprising is that the super-tempered Sachs is very patient about this. This machine is in the church. I stayed in the corner for half a year.

It is impossible to buy the parts needed to restore the machine, but he found similar waste parts from Area 01, refurbished and polished them, and then refurbished the rusty metal shell and sprayed it with a new varnish. It looks exactly like the Ducati motorcycle that young people flocked to a long time ago.

The young man with a face full of black motor oil finally fixed the ignition coil. He straightened his waist and reached out to turn the trigger button of the integrated circuit base. The old machine that had been silent for hundreds of years was like a monster awakened, and the entire skeleton shook violently. After a while, there was an astonishing roar!

Get moving! !

There was a triumphant cheer from the kids around, and their boss was so cool!

Sachs straddled the frame, like his exclusive throne, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand triumphantly.The back of his hand was clean, but he forgot that his face was covered with motor oil. After wiping it, the black spots across his face turned his cool face into a clown, and the children laughed loudly, so The boss of District 29 was furious, and roared and rushed towards the group of children.

Sister Emma cleaned up the mess on the dining table, and while wiping her hands on the apron, she looked lovingly at the screaming children who were in a mess, and the dirty faces on their faces or hands every time they caught a child. The older boy rubbing against each other's face: "He's a good boy."

Number Nine, who was sitting in her original position without moving, was not sure if the other party was talking to him, because her eyes were not focused on him.

In the short half hour just now, he has confirmed the ruling system of District 29.Although Sachs once claimed to be the leader, he did not dare to resist the violence and beatings imposed on him by the old woman of Emma. Both took obedience.

Therefore, he judged that Sachs was only the supreme military leader in this region, and the real ruler was Sister Emma.

In the Spartan training camp, the instructors always looked directly at the soldiers receiving orders when they spoke, and they would never say a word without a clear purpose, let alone ask the soldiers probing and uncertain questions.And the soldier can only answer "Yes, sir." So now he has no idea how to answer the question of the ruler of District 29.

But Sister Emma didn't mean to force him to respond, she sat down with a smile and took a rest.Emma is already very old, and it is very tiring to take care of a group of children.

"People who come here have their own reasons, and I think you are the same, but it's not important."

Emma finally turned her head, her piercing eyes looked straight at No. [-] with the wisdom accumulated over the years, and No. [-] subconsciously tensed up, just like the reaction they gave every time the instructor inspected the soldiers. He seriously He listened carefully to every word, even if he didn't understand it, but he knew he had to listen.

"The important thing is to listen to your heart. If your heart wants to stay, no matter how strong your legs are, you won't be able to move forward."

Nine couldn't understand Emma's words at all.But at least he understands that he has been abandoned, and he has nowhere to go after being in the Spartan training camp since he was born.Under this objective situation, he must follow Emma's orders as much as possible.Listening to the heart, his heartbeat is now 76 beats per minute, which is a normal level.Taking a step forward, the femur has returned to a healthy state, and there will be no problem in a rapid cross-country march of 50 kilometers with a weight of 30 kg.

"I said old woman, how long will this uncle stay with me?" Sachs came over carrying a child who was holding his neck and refused to let go.

Sister Emma straightened her face: "Isn't it good for you to live together? I think that's it, there's no need to move around."

"What?!" Sachs didn't expect her to disagree, "I live well by myself, why do I have to share with an uncle!"

Sister Emma disagreed: "It's because you have always lived alone. It's not good, it's too lonely. Young people can't always live alone. Human beings live in groups. I think now is a good opportunity. "

"Wait a minute, wait a moment!" Sachs couldn't stand the nun's nagging, he got back to the point of the question, "And he's a Union soldier, when did our place become an asylum?"

Sister Emma glared at him angrily: "Do you want to ruthlessly drive a helpless person to the desert of death? I don't remember teaching you to be such a cold-blooded and bad boy."

Number Nine sat there silently, without any expression, he just watched them with his eyes and listened to the conversation.

Sachs couldn't explain the situation clearly, and scratched his hard orange-red hair irritably: "That's not what I meant! I didn't say I would deport him, but I just wanted to arrange another place for him. There aren't many styles in District 25 recently. Is it an outdated and abandoned aircraft? Let me bring some people over there to pick up a spacious one and drag it back to the head office, right?"

Sister Emma's expression softened, but she still refused to let go: "This is too troublesome. Your place is very spacious, isn't it good for two people to live in?"

Sachs couldn't say no to her, and vented his anger in a broken jar: "So anyone can come and live with me?!"

"Anyone can come? Jamie!" Sister Emma suddenly raised her voice and called to Jamie who was squatting with the children in front of the cool old machine with a curious face.

Little Freckles ran over: "Is there something wrong, Sister Emma?"

"Jamie, let me ask you, would you like to move in with Sachs?"

"Me, me, me, and and and and old, old, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, right?!" Jamie was completely caught in the panic of the end of the world, always twittering Mouth is not smooth.

Although Sachs is absolutely unwilling to live with anyone, but seeing Jamie's ghostly appearance, he suddenly became upset, and pinched Jamie's fragile neck with one hand: "Why? Are you so reluctant to live with me? ?”

"Boss, please forgive me..." Jamie finally found his tongue, "Do you remember the last time Angus just woke you up, and he broke two ribs... I I don't want to die yet, boss..."

Sachs snorted at the coward's proof, but he couldn't deny that the kicking of the big Angus' bones was a fact, though not intentional.

When he thought that if he was really caught and lived with by the boss, his small body would definitely not be able to withstand punches and kicks... For the sake of his own life, Jamie cleverly took aim at the silent No. [-], grandma uncle Although he was a bit older, but in terms of physique, he was definitely the best person he had ever met. Even if he was kicked by the boss who got up very angry, he probably wouldn't have a problem.So the eyes rolled: "Boss, don't you live with uncle? I think you get along very well. Besides, uncle doesn't like to talk and won't disturb boss. It's definitely more suitable than me!"

Sister Emma nodded approvingly, gave Sachs a "you see me" look, and then patted No. [-]'s generous shoulder: "Please take care of this bad boy, I know he is not A nice guy to serve."

"Old woman, you figured it out! Who is taking care of whom so far? If I hadn't brought him back, this guy would have turned into a corpse under the trash!"

"So, it's best that you take care of each other."

Sister Emma made the final decision, and Sachs had no room to refute. As for No. 29, he had no resistance at all, and he had to obey the decision of the leader of District [-].

"! Dang!" kicked the door unhappily, Sachs walked into the abandoned aircraft cabin with a dark face, kicked away the scrap iron on the ground that blocked the road, walked to the end of the bed, stepped on the heel and kicked roughly He took off his thick boots and lay down directly on it.

Number Nine walked in after him, and carefully closed the hatch, blocking the growing wind and sand outside.Fearing that he would be caught living with the boss, Jamie slipped back early to his little crappy car.

For No. 29, he absolutely believes that as the supreme leader of Area [-], Sister Emma is a wise decision maker. Keeping soldiers like him with the military leader Sachs is conducive to strengthening monitoring on the one hand. , On the one hand, it is also convenient to issue orders.

Sachs clearly disagrees with this approach.

Despite his reluctance, he acquiesced in his return here.

No. [-] stood in the cabin, and Sachs didn't arrange another place for him to rest, so he lay back on the couch.

An upset, a silence, the cabin fell into silence. Although the cabin is very well sealed, in this tranquility, you can still hear the whistling of the wind and sand blowing outside and occasionally some light metal garbage being blown up by the strong wind. There was some knocking noise on the fuselage.

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The sky cleared up, but the people living on the ground of Garbage Star No. 243 did not dare to let their skin enjoy the light and heat brought by the stars. They wrapped their whole bodies under heavy protective clothing and masks, and walked carefully on the ground like mountains. Walking back and forth between hills of rubbish rolling like hills.

Without the good job of serving grandma, little freckles had to put on protective clothing and cloaks with everyone, and continued to collect useful resources in the garbage mountain.He secretly glanced at the eldest of his family.

Boss seems to be in a bad mood today.Sachs was squatting on a pile of iron scraps, smoking a cigarette, and the ground in front of him was littered with cigarette butts. The thick cloak covered most of his face in shadows, and he was completely in a state of keeping strangers away. up.

The residents of District 29 are familiar with finding useful resources in the mountains of garbage, and they don't need special instructions.Even some young children, surrounded by wasteland since infancy, will know how to pick up some small machines that seem to be very useful.

"Boss, do you think this thing can still be used?"

A half-aged child ran over with a strange round metal object, with 12 scales on it and three pointers in the middle, but it looked a bit too old, and the pointers had long since moved. The child didn't know this. What is the use of things, but for him, it is so rare to be able to pick up a complete machine.

Sachs reached out to take the thing, looked back and forth, and then twisted a knob on the back of the metal object, "哢──哢────────", the internal gears made a friction sound, the one that looked One of the pointers of the old-fashioned thing actually started to turn "tick-tick-tick"!

The child was very pleasantly surprised. He finally put the restored machine into his bag, carefully for fear of being broken. Sachs looked at his back, and his mood became even worse. He spat it out in one gulp He picked up the cigarette in his mouth, and he knew what it was. At least he had read the relevant records. It was a timer used to calculate the time of the home planet, called a clock.

What's the use?On Garbage Star 243, the two main stars make it almost no night here, and this non-standard timer is more useless than scrap iron here.

The children here have no idea that apart from the grayish-yellow sky, there are also blue, red, and even black skies. The surface of the earth is not just cracked and scorched earth, but also an abundance of water flowing out of the surface to cover an entire piece of land. , The hills are no longer rusty scrap iron, but also black soil covered with green plants.When they grow up, those eyes full of curiosity and expectation for everything will gradually be assimilated by this gray world, just like those adults with lifeless eyes, the rich people who pick up colonial stars every day Throw away things that you don’t need or find it’s not fun, just to survive.

"Going back." Sachs stood up and picked up the big bag full of various parts.

Jamie was still looking at a pile of waste machines unwillingly. He didn't have any big gains today: "Boss, don't you want to look through it again? The things here are all new ones thrown down by Grandma that day. Districts 15 and 17 Those people must be drooling at the thought of it!"

To seize resources, first come, first served is an unwritten rule on this garbage planet. Of course, there are some people who don't like to abide by the rules. They are more willing to carry out a forcible plunder after others receive useful resources. The meat may have been targeted long ago.

Hearing the little freckles mentioned No. 15, Sachs immediately turned black: "Get out! Didn't you see that the southern horizon is no longer visible? The wind will blow up soon, this is not an ordinary wind and sand, and it may sweep you up Go to the sky. Otherwise, why do you think those greedy guys in districts 17 and [-] missed the opportunity to snatch resources?"

Jamie hurriedly jumped up to a relatively high position, and sure enough, he saw a dark patch on the southern horizon, as if a terrible monster was dormant. District 29 is not far from here, and there is still time to go back. If it is District 15 and 17, I am afraid that I will not be able to leave when I come here.

The weather on this planet changes very violently. One moment may be calm, but the next moment it may blow up wind and sand that can bury the entire area, just as Sachs predicted. When the residential area was enclosed, the sky was full of flying sand roaring towards it.

"Damn it, I knew I should wear a mask..." Returning to his own territory, Sachs threw the backpack full of parts on the ground, and kept spitting out the sand in his mouth, between his teeth. The "creaking" sand grains made him very uncomfortable, and he flicked his hard hair vigorously, and immediately threw out a circle of fine sand.The sandstorm outside was so severe that even wearing a thick cloak could not avoid the fine sand seeping in through the gaps. After he took off the cloak, almost half a kilogram of yellow sand came out.

When he looked up after tidying himself up, he was stunned.

Did you go to the wrong place?

Although his space shuttle cabin is very large, it is also the most chaotic residence in the entire 29th area. He will always dig out things that no one wants from the old resources that even the residents of the garbage planet are too lazy to look at. Then take it back to his residence, although not everything will restart like the timer, he will throw away the completely useless ones without hesitation, and some interesting gadgets such as electric pans will be given away Sister Emma or some other needy resident, but there are still a lot of strange objects left here.It's impossible for him to tidy up. There are piles here and there, and when you need to use them, you rummage through them, which makes the mess even worse.

But now he can actually see the entire floor, which is really unbelievable!

No more inexplicable metal parts will be kicked on the passage, all kinds of parts or machinery are placed in an orderly and purposeful way, and even the soft clothes have become a hard stacked state, it feels like this place has become a A showroom of old machinery instead of his kennel... and the most precious thing in his collection - paper books, which he retrieved one by one from the oldest area , The dry environment of the garbage planet accidentally preserved these papers and the pictures and words printed on them. He saw the appearance of the motorcycle from a round-the-world cross-country magazine, and learned about it bit by bit from some similar books. The structure of this old means of transportation, I know the usefulness of the alarm clock from a primary school textbook, and I know the colorful sky, green land, and blue river from a colorful children's picture book.

who did it? !

But the next moment he understood.

No matter what state of evolution, humans with animal instincts have a strong sense of territory, especially males, they will never be happy that their territory is invaded by another male, and as the boss of District 29, he will definitely not I'm glad to see my things tidied up by a borrowed uncle! !

Just as he was running away, the cabin door behind him was pushed open. Obviously, No. [-] was very unlucky and hit the muzzle as soon as he came back.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Sachs couldn't help but kicked it with a flying kick.

With a sound of "Bang!", that kick firmly kicked No. [-]'s chest. The kick under the rage was so heavy that it kicked the whole person backwards and hit the cabin that was just closed. On the door.The previous injury hadn't completely healed yet, Sachs kicked relentlessly on the old wound, and the impact on his internal organs made him suffocate for a second.

The sound of the burly body hitting the cabin door was so loud that it almost made the cabin tremble. Sachs didn't expect the other party to take such a forceful blow from him. Of course he knew how strong he was. Frowning: "What are you doing, uncle? You are not so slow that you can't even dodge this one, right? At least you should block it with your arm!"

But the next moment he realized how wrong this statement was, because No. [-] was holding two cylindrical aluminum lunch boxes in one hand, stacked one on top of the other, and obviously put the meals separately, while the other In one hand was a small thermos bucket, probably filled with soup.After receiving such a heavy kick just now, the food soup didn't spill out at all, and No. [-] protected them very well.

Now it's Sachs' turn to be embarrassed. Although he has a bad temper, he is not a person who does not discriminate between good and evil. Needless to say, these meals are all cooked by Sister Emma. If he came back late like today, Sachs would not To disturb the old man's rest, it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat dinner or anything, but today someone specially left the meal for him and brought it back for him to eat...but he actually beat him up.

However, No. [-] didn't say anything. To him, that kick at most made him stop breathing a little. Of course, it was quite dangerous for soldiers in battle, but it's not on the battlefield right now. The task is to safely transport these meals to the transport cabin and hand them over to Sachs to make sure that the other party eats them all.

There must be no loss before the things are handed over to Sachs, so he controlled himself not to raise his hand to block the attack, anyway, his body has enough endurance.

"You..." Sachs couldn't help apologizing, so he sat down on the chair with a bad face, "You put things on the table."

No. [-] put the lunch box and thermos on the table according to the order, opened them, placed them one by one in front of Sachs, and then sat across from him. He had to sit here to fully confirm that Sachs put all these in accordance with Sister Emma's instructions. eat it.

Sachs was also hungry, took a spoon, grabbed the lunch box and stuffed it into his mouth.

Nine remembered a supplementary item after Sister Emma gave the order.

"Eat slowly. Chew carefully. Otherwise you will have indigestion."

Sachs' wolfish mouth stopped immediately, and he looked at No. [-] in surprise. After a while, he swallowed the food in his mouth: "Uncle, so you are not dumb?"

Nine felt it was an answerable question: "No, sir."

"Cough, cough, cough, cough—" Sachs choked, nearly coughing until his stomach cramped, and finally recovered his breath, staring at the old guy who answered in such a normal way, "Did you do it on purpose?! "

"No, sir."

"..."

I really don't want to admit that the old woman was right...

But it's really nice to have someone to eat with, even if the other person just sits across from you and looks like I have to watch you eat all the food to complete the task.

There was a teasing smile on that unruly face, and he tapped the side of the eaten aluminum lunch box with his spoon: "I said, uncle, I'm not one of those alliance officials who only think about how to tame all human beings." .You can call me Boss, or Sachs."

"Yes, sir."

Is it true that the brains of people who are getting older will become so rigid that they cannot communicate?

Sachs peeled off the last bite of potatoes and rolled his eyes unbearably.