The Mechanic

"Everyone! Line up!" He Yuxin, the leader of the Fifth Hunting Regiment, shouted loudly.

All the hunters immediately lined up neatly, as if the originally disordered atoms were suddenly determined by some kind of force field. Zhang Xun hurriedly took Adam to line up behind Jabari at the end of the line.

He Yuxin is of Asian descent like Zhang Xun, but he seems to be of European descent. Paradise Lost has been baptized by the anonymous donation system of several generations of egg factories, and there are few pure Asian blood like Zhang Xun. He was tall and slender, although he was not very strong, he was thin and vigorous, his skin was darkened by the sun for a long time, but his facial features were very correct. He walked slowly in front of every soldier, his shrewd and sharp gaze swept over every hunter's face, "The content of this mission is to look for the whereabouts of members of the unknown refugee country, try to avoid direct conflict, and find out where they came from." The main purpose near Lost Paradise. The secondary task is to search and rescue Captain James Kugle. Everyone is not allowed to use weapons without orders. They must wear stealth suits and helmets 24 hours a day, every four Spray pheromones all over your body every hour. You can't do anything without my permission, and you have to report when you pee. When I order you to keep quiet, you better keep quiet, and you are not allowed to fart. Do you understand? !"

"Understood!" All the soldiers shouted in loud voices.

Amidst the rumble of huge gears, a gap was opened in the heavy giant door. A group of eighteen people filed through the gap.

Lost Paradise was built on a relatively gentle valley sunken between two high mountains. A river meanders through it and continuously flows into the Lost Lake in the city. The original green carpet-like forest in the valley was destroyed by an air bomb a month ago. Occasionally, the gray remains of trees stood still, but most of them fell to the ground, making the road very difficult to walk. They stumbled and stepped over the roadblocks in disorder, and marched with difficulty towards the mountains and forests that had not been affected in the distance.

Occasionally, the remains of animals killed in the bombing were seen under the trees, covered with maggots and eaten away, and the smell of rotting flesh permeated the hot air, making the heat even more unbearable. Zhang Xun was already sweating profusely after walking less than five kilometers, and the sleeping bag and tent on his back became heavier and heavier.

After walking twenty kilometers, Zhang Xun only felt dizzy and his throat seemed to be on fire. Action has also become noticeably slower. However, none of the soldiers in front showed any signs of stopping to rest, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure. He didn't want to be what those soldiers said: the typical squeamish nerd.

At this time, the shoulder lightened, and before Zhang Xun had time to react, Adam tore off the backpack from his shoulder and straddled it on his shoulder.

Zhang Xun was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

"You seem to have mild symptoms of heat stroke." Adam, who was wearing a helmet and couldn't see his expression clearly, said with concern in his voice, "It's best to add some water. My physical fitness is better than yours, so I can help you for a while."

The other party's straightforward but sincere statement made Zhang Xun lose his temper at all. Originally, I wanted to argue a few words, but I felt that if I really fainted from the heat, it would cause trouble for everyone. So he quickly lifted the mask on the helmet, picked up the water bottle and poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth.

After walking another five kilometers, they began to enter the woodland. Huge cedar trees shaded the sky and blocked the too harsh sunlight, and the ground was covered with shrubs and ferns, and a thin trail made by hunters could be seen faintly. In a place where the trees were washed for a while, He Yuxin finally ordered to have a rest and have lunch. Zhang Xun collapsed under the tree all of a sudden, pulled off the visor of his helmet, and took a big breath of air, like a stranded fish, his face was covered with sweat, and he looked like he was about to suffocate.

"There is still a distance from the range where the mechanical soldiers come and go. You can take off your helmets." As soon as the group leader finished speaking, everyone cheered and immediately threw the helmets on the ground. Zhang Xun took off his gloves and wiped the sweat on his forehead, thinking that he would have to find a way to make this uniform lighter...

Adam's hair had also grown, sticking to his cheekbones, and his fair skin was flushed from the heat. Seeing his exhausted appearance, Zhang Xun felt guilty, and handed the water bottle to Adam, "Thank you for helping me..."

Adam smiled brightly, took his water bottle, rubbed his fingers on the back of his hand intentionally or unintentionally, but asked solemnly, "How do you feel? Do you have any symptoms of dizziness?"

"I'm fine." Zhang Xunzhang withdrew his hand as if he didn't notice, coughed lightly, took out the anti-heat medicine from the small bag on his waist and put it in his mouth, and then took out a few "metal balls". Holding those little things in his palm, he took out his tablet and entered a series of commands. Those little balls stretched out suddenly, turned into almost real flies and mosquitoes, flew up buzzing, and quickly disappeared among the trees.

"What's that?" A red-haired hunter sitting not far from him asked curiously.

Zhang Xun smiled at him, "Our eyes can help us locate mechanical soldiers two hundred yards away."

The young man's eyes were wide open, as if watching magic, "Is that a robot? Such a small robot?"

"What's that? Don't we have a robot that looks exactly like a human?" Another hunter, Gannon, who was a little older, said mockingly, staring at Adam with a hint of wariness in his eyes.