My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

When Jia Sheng heard Gu Zhuo's request, he smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said:

"It's not appropriate for me to stay in your car. You two were living well before, but I appeared out of thin air, just like a light bulb. And now that I have lost one of my hands, my strength has been greatly reduced, so you are not afraid of me." Holding you back?"

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo clicked his tongue and continued:

"Don't say that. I will build a new chariot for you. I believe you. Even if you have a chariot, you will never betray me."

Speaking of this, Gu Zhuo glanced at his empty right hand and his eyes darkened:

"As for your right hand, don't worry. You know Winter Soldier, I will definitely build you a robotic hand that is more powerful than him! You will never hold me back!"

After hearing this, the bitter smile on Jia Sheng's face gradually disappeared. Finally, with a serious look on his face, he stood up from the operating bed, held Gu Zhuo's hand with his remaining left hand, and said:

"I, Jia Sheng, can consider me the greatest luck to have a brother like you, Gu Zhuo."

Gu Zhuo shook his hand and patted his back gently:

"You should have a good rest. Chaoying and I will drive away from this place and the bandit camp first. We need to go there again."

"OK."

After the two of them finished talking, Gu Zhuo and Chao Ying left the operating room, leaving Jia Sheng to rest alone. Before leaving, Gu Zhuo did not forget to take away the machete that was dripping with blood, lest Jia Sheng would see it and become impulsive.

Sitting in the cab, although it has only been four or five days since the last time I sat here, I feel as if I haven't encountered these familiar bridges in four or five years.

Almost every day these days is like a year, and it is extremely painful. But it was only after experiencing those hardships that Gu Zhuo suddenly realized how lucky he was to have the Doomsday Fortress.

He stepped on the accelerator, and the Doomsday Fortress started slowly. Gu Zhuo drove it towards the outside of the observation tower.

The last helicopter parked quietly on the roof of the Fortress of Doom, very stable and motionless.

That was Gu Zhuo's trophy in the past few days, and he had to take it with him no matter what.

While driving, Gu Zhuo also kept communicating with Chaoying about Jia Sheng's robotic arm.

He hoped to make Jiasheng's other robotic arm powerful enough to be almost as powerful as a war machine.

Hearing this, Chaoying was really dumbfounded:

"Do you believe him so much? What if people's hearts will change in the future? If you give him such a powerful weapon, what will you do if he becomes your enemy in the future?"

Although he knew Chaoying was joking, Gu Zhuo still seriously thought about the possibility of this matter, and finally he shook his head:

"If that day comes, I believe I can still cope with it. Besides, Jia Sheng is not that kind of person at all. Besides, he only lost his hand because he helped me. I don't want to owe anyone else anything."

"Okay, I understand. Just be rest assured. I will definitely draw the drawings of his robotic arm well."

The two of them just chatted for a while and gradually drove away from the observation tower.

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Driving until night, Gu Zhuo tried his best to take a very hidden and winding path in order to avoid unnecessary trouble. Finally, we were very close to the bandit camp.

Along the way, they saw a lot of small wild animals. Although they found some footprints and imprints of large animals, they did not actually see their existence.

But not seeing any large wild animals was a good thing after all. Gu Zhuo really didn't want to leave the tiger's den and entered the dragon pond again.

After a long period of effort, he drove the Doomsday Fortress into the camp that he had personally transformed and rebuilt.

As soon as he returned to the camp, Gu Zhuo couldn't help but sigh. Perhaps his choice to leave here was the right choice.

I saw a mess here. The city wall tower used to have some defensive capabilities. At this moment, all the bricks of the wall collapsed and were piled on the ground. It was even more tragic than the ruins of the wall.

In a forest near the camp, several thick trees showed a distorted appearance. It could be seen at a glance that they were caused by attacks by some large wild animals.

There were huge footprints on the ground, but they were not new. They seemed to be traces left a few days ago.

Gu Zhuo speculated that not long after they left here, the place was attacked by large animals, but by that time they had already left the building empty, and the large animals couldn't find anything, so they just casually destroyed the place.

If they choose to leave a day later, not only the camp but them may suffer as well.

Driving the Doomsday Fortress into the open space in front of the camp, Gu Zhuo pressed the horn a few times, trying to lure out any possible danger. Otherwise, if they get out of the car rashly, they will be the ones who suffer.

The horn rang several times, but the surroundings were quiet and there was no movement at all.

It seems that the nearby beasts have visited this place, found nothing, and left.

"Just don't let any big beasts come out again. Don't torment me."

Gu Zhuo sighed and decided to stop here for the night.

At this time, Jia Sheng was still lying on the operating bed. The operating bed was very small, and it was enough to be used for surgery while lying down in a coma, but once I woke up, I felt uncomfortable lying on it.

He sat up from the operating table and saw the bloody severed hand he had chopped off on the ground, and felt mixed emotions in his heart.

Although I had already prepared for this, when I cut off the severed hand, I still felt heartache involuntarily. He picked up the severed hand from the ground and decided to get rid of it, out of sight.

Just when he was having this thought, Gu Zhuo opened the door and came in.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Seeing Jia Sheng picking up the severed hand from the ground, his eyes a little misty and sad, Gu Zhuo was worried about his emotional state, so he asked with concern.

Jia Sheng shook his head and replied:

"It's okay, I just thought that this broken arm should be disposed of. It's uncomfortable for everyone to keep it here."

"It's up to you, it's your business."

Jia Sheng asked again:

"Did the car stop?"

"Stop."

"Let me get on the next bus and I'll go take care of my severed hand."

"good."

Gu Zhuo said, taking Jia Sheng out of the operating room. Jia Sheng asked for a shovel. He grabbed the shovel and his severed hand and got out of the car.

Gu Zhuo wanted to go down with him, but Jia Sheng insisted on going alone. Gu Zhuo said nothing and silently stuffed Jia Sheng with another pack of cigarettes.

After Jia Sheng got out of the car, he carried the shovel and walked deep into the forest.

The environment here is not much different from that at the observation deck, except that the trees are denser and more traces of wild animals can be seen. Jia Sheng found a far away place, where Gu Zhuo and the others probably couldn't see him, so he threw his severed hand on the ground and started digging a hole in the ground with a shovel.

Digging a hole with one hand is a very strenuous task, especially for Jia Sheng, who is still injured. He feels severe muscle pain all over his body as long as he exerts a little force.

But he endured the pain and just focused on digging the hole.

The wound on his head opened again due to excessive force, and blood mixed with sweat flowed down. At this time, he must have looked like a forest ghost.

But Jia Sheng didn't care. He just kept digging and digging until he dug a pit big enough to bury a person.

He threw the shovel to the ground, picked up his severed hand from the ground, and placed it gently in the pit.

Jia Sheng looked at the severed hand lying quietly in the center of the pit. The hand was covered in bloodstains and bruises, but the "10" stamped by the iron could still be clearly seen on the top of the arm.

"It's time to send you off."

Jia Sheng murmured, filling the pit with a shovel again, and buried his severed hand in it forever.

While he was burying it, his eyes couldn't help but shed tears, and he couldn't stop them no matter what.

He cried silently, tears, sweat, and blood mixed together and smashed to the ground. I'm afraid this land will be bitter in the future.

After filling the pit, Jia Sheng stood beside him with a shovel. He took out the cigarette Gu Zhuo gave him, lit one, and started smoking.

In the misty smoke, he looked at what he had just completed and said softly:

"Xiao Lei, goodbye."

After smoking the cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out.

He stopped crying, took the shovel, and left there without looking back. All he could see was a tall, straight back.

He has completely buried the past Jia Sheng, he has left behind all the past, and from now on his steps will become light.

From now on, he will follow Gu Zhuo until his death.

[Author's digression]: There is a slight lapse in writing, and there is another chapter that I am currently writing, which will be published later.