The Death Knell

This part of the western part of Kowloon is a traditional industrial intensive area, and the situation is very different from the central business district. It is densely populated and mixed.

In the past, it was an important warehouse transit area when there was no invasion of chrysanthemum beasts. Because it was surrounded by the sea on three sides, many smugglers used to take this route.

It's just that when Kaiju beasts always emerge from the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, many routes are abandoned. The busy Kowloon Wharf in the past is now extremely desolate, with flickering street lights, tattered streets, and those abandoned. The warehouse looks like a ghost domain at night.

The protective wall nearby has only laid the foundation and has not yet started construction, so it is frightening to see the dark sea.

Although you can see the rise and fall of planes at the international airport in the distance when you look up, the flashing red light is not an ideal light, and it will only make people feel that the times are changing too fast.

"Fairy Wood"

The group of people who came to shop here obviously did not expect the depression here. For some homeless people living in containers, they have no good attitude towards these "invaders".

Being stared at by countless eyes in the dark is not a good shopping experience. Even the general put his hand on the holster hidden under his clothes, always on alert.

However, the journey was uneventful. They soon saw a warehouse with lights on. There was a small door beside the huge rolling shutter door. There was a cardboard sign next to the door. I don't know who used a brush like a dog. The words 'Wilson Corporation' were written in large characters.

Seeing this, everyone's heart froze.

The warehouse is old and broken, and even the company brand looks like a fortune-telling banner. Except for the homeless, there are wild cats and wild dogs in this kind of place. Is there really a chance to sell mecha?

But if you come here, you are only ten feet away. How can you do it if you don’t go in and see what’s going on?

Of course, everyone is mentally prepared to sell mecha toy figures here, so if you think about it, you don't have particularly high expectations.

"Clang clang."

I knocked on the small tin door, and the door creaked open by itself. The general found that behind it was an office. At this time, a man and a woman were sitting in it, drinking tea and watching TV. The electric fan was buzzing and shaking its head, making a strange noise like it was running out of oil.

The man had yellow skin and black hair and looked like a local, while the woman was a Westerner and looked as beautiful as a goddess.

Hearing the knock on the door, the two looked up and saw the general and his group, and immediately showed business smiles.

The man stood up first, walked over quickly and shook hands with the general warmly: "Welcome, General Pete Coster, I have long admired my name. See you today... You seem to have a nosebleed?"

"No, it's fine, it's just that the weather is too hot, get angry." The general raised his hand to cover it, wiped his nose, and was stationed at the Xiangjiang Dome for a long time. He spoke Chinese very well: "It was you who sent me an invitation letter to ask I came to see the mecha, didn't I?"

"The mecha can be seen anytime. It's not too late. Come on, a few people, please come in. Just made a good tea, please." The man smiled and led a few people inside. Without losing his shrewdness, he is the kind of person the general is most afraid of.

As a soldier, his character is straight-forward, and this opening reveals that he really wants a mecha, showing a sense of need, which may be manipulated by others.

Now the merchants don't mention the mecha thing, but they have to drink tea first, it is estimated that they are waiting for the price...  

The general gave a wry smile and stepped into the house. Even if he knew this, what would he do? Because the original mecha is absolutely in short supply, even if you say you don't want it, someone has to believe it.

Everyone came to the coffee table to take their seats. The silver-haired yangniu should be a secretary. She poured tea for everyone, and then left the office and went to the warehouse at the back.

When she left, Rowley wanted to look into the warehouse along the crack of the door, but the lights were dark behind and he couldn't see anything.

"This..." The general sat down, took a sip of tea, and wanted to bring the topic back to the mecha.

"My surname is Su, people call me in the rivers and lakes~~~ Brother Su, you can also call me the general, hehe." The man in a suit introduced himself humbly, as if he didn't feel that he was so young, and gave it to the fifty or sixty-year-old What's wrong with the general as a brother.

"Uh, that's it... Brother Su, cough, your company really sells mechas, not figurines, right?" The black man's face was covered in black lines, but he couldn't tell, but his tone was a little embarrassed.

"That must not be possible, General, I also read the advertisements sent to you. Don't there are photos of the body in there? How lifelike?" After speaking, the man turned back to the desk and took out a few paper brochures. Come here and send it to everyone present: "Come and look at this inventory, there are data and quotations."

There are indeed data and specific quotations, but this brochure seems to be made in a roadside shop, it is still the same, the photos have a lot of PS sense, not to mention, it even looks like a printed PPT template.. .....

The general rubbed his hands together, there are more than ten kinds of mecha in the company's brochure, but now I haven't seen any real objects.

"I have a question." Rowley flipped through the picture book, frowned, raised his head, but at this time he unexpectedly looked like a soldier: "Even the height of the first-generation Kaiju beast is more than 30 meters, and today's Kaiju beasts are even bigger, your company's mechas are only more than ten meters high, how can you be sure that you can deal with them?"

"Hehe, do you want a big one? That's right, big is good, and more is beautiful, but you just look at the front, turn back, we also have large mechas."

Brother Yesu flipped the book in his hand to a certain page and turned it around to show it to everyone:

"For example, this Battlestar SDF-1 transformable mech has a total length of 1,200 meters, a width of 450 meters, a height of 350 meters, and a total weight of 12 million tons. It can carry 3,800 members and 400 VF-1 Phantom space fighters. , carrying more than 4,000 nuclear missiles, how about one? You can also use it for alien colonization."

Everyone turned to the corresponding page and looked down at the dense mecha parameters, but at the end, it was suggested that the market sales price was a string of countless zeros. At a glance, there should be dozens of digits.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, their faces turned blue, and it seemed that they almost had a collective cardiac arrest.

"Crack!" Rowley closed the booklet in his hand, stood up to pull the general away, and shouted, "Let's go, general, this is just a prank, how could there be such a big mech, this man Crazy, space mechs can't exist in terms of thrusters and insulation."

"Tsk, young man, what you haven't seen doesn't exist? Hehe."

Jesuko shook his head and dropped the booklet in his hand:

"No matter how deep your wallet is, I have suitable products here. The only disadvantage of good products is that they are expensive. If you can't trust my products, just buy the most basic model and try it out. Are you not a driver? Come and follow me. I'll go into the warehouse and show you the cheapest stock available."

After speaking, the man turned around and left, UU reading www. Behind him, the general and Rowley exchanged glances, then quickly followed.

The second they walked into the big warehouse, countless chandeliers came on, and rows of giant objects covered with canvas were displayed in the warehouse, and the secretary Yang Niu was waiting quietly.

Jesugo walked to an object casually, tore off the canvas, and said the advertisement:

"Come and try the mecha specially designed by our company to fight against Kaiju beasts, Zaku warrior brain-controlled type! A real man, it's time to open Zagu! Promotion, salary increase, burst Kaiju beast, marry Bai Fumei, help You have reached the pinnacle of your life!"

No one heard the oral advertisement, they were speechless for a while, just stared at the metal weapon.

It was an all-black body, like a ghost in the night. It was equipped with a huge-caliber energy weapon and a flying backpack. As the dusty tarpaulin fell, the red one eye on the hemispherical head suddenly lit up. rise.

Although this machine is not big, it has a unique sense of oppression, as if it had participated in countless battles.

There are so many covered bodies around, obviously all mechas, will they be the same? Why are companies able to mass produce these things, and where do their raw materials come from?

The black general was the first to come back to his senses. He looked at the Zaku warrior, and then reached out to touch the thigh of the body, feeling the cool metal touch. After confirming that this was not an illusion or a mirage, he could no longer hide his surprise, and turned his head to look at Ye Brother Su, murmured:

"Who exactly are you?"

The sales manager smiled slightly, touched a cigarette, lit it by himself, took a breath and exhaled the smoke:

"It's just to protect the ordinary people of the earth. How about it? Are you ready to negotiate the terms? General, today is the store's celebration. This mecha will be sold to you for one billion dollars, and it will be returned for seven days without any reason."