The First Evolution

Chapter 20 Problems

Fang Linyan followed Dorga, and found that he was limping a little. Obviously, his left leg was injured, but he was still moving quite fast.

Not only that, he always buried his head slightly, his waist was clearly bowed, and his walking posture seemed a little ugly. In fact, these small details were all tactical actions that could allow him to make evasive actions as soon as he was attacked. It can be seen that he is a veteran with rich experience, who has experienced the test of blood and fire.

After the two walked more than ten steps, Dorgar suddenly said:

"You can eat while walking, but when you get there, you probably won't have time to eat."

Dorgar's voice was a little hoarse, but there was a rare kind of gentleness in it.

After listening to Dolga's words, Fang Linyan hurriedly opened the individual soldier ration box in his hand, and found that it was divided into four compartments, three of which contained three khaki baguettes, but there was a round hole at the top of the bread. When it is sunk in, it can be seen that it is hollow. This kind of bread is called Tessig locally, and it can be kept for more than a month without going bad, while the other compartment is filled with strips of meat similar to beef jerky.

Seeing Fang Linyan's bewildered look at the food in his hands, Dorga glanced around, then came to a wild cactus next to him, took out the saber in his hand and cut off the tender shoots on it. The skin on top was cut into light green strips, and then stuffed into the depression at the top of Tesige. Then, he grabbed some jerky to fill up Tesseg's depression, and handed it to Fang Linyan for him to eat.

Fang Linyan took a bite with a skeptical mood, and found that although Tesige was dry and hard, it had the crunch of a biscuit, and when he chewed it carefully, there was still some sweetness and wheat aroma, and then he tasted the tender cactus strips. The smooth and juicy taste, as well as the slight bitterness, and finally the dry aroma of the jerky mixed together, it is extraordinarily delicious.

He only ate two pieces of this sandwiched Tesco bread, and he felt a little tired. Then Dorgar handed over a military water bottle. He drank more than half of the water in it, and immediately hit two Full of satiety.

After the two walked about a kilometer, they saw a gate with soldiers standing guard in front. There were no signs around the gate.

After reaching the gate, Dorga obviously knew the sentry at the gate. After chatting with this person for a few words, he directly waved to Fang Linyan to let him pass. The two did not go through the gate, but from the back door of the duty room next to him. Enter.

After walking in, Fang Linyan smelled a familiar smell of engine oil. In front of him was a very wide parking lot, almost the size of a football field, and there were many cars parked in it.

On both sides of the parking lot is a long row of large workshops that look like maintenance workshops. There are seven or eight armored vehicles that are being dismantled into eight pieces. There are many people busy around them. Among these armored vehicles, there are several Fang Linyan. I don't know. From the appearance, it can only be seen that it is similar to a self-propelled gun and a missile launcher.

Dorga cautiously took Fang Linyan far away from the parking lot, and at the same time warned in a low voice:

"Boy, if you don't want to make trouble, then put your damn head down, look at the ground, walk faster, don't blame me for not warning you, the last guy who looked around here was shot in the forehead Drag your feet out."

Hearing Dolga's words, Fang Linyan immediately lowered his head, and then followed him into the back path. There was an iron gate at the end of the path. There sat an old man with sharp eyes and a hook nose. Jia laughed out loud:

"Dorga, you bastard is finally going to lose this time, don't forget our bet, four cans of salmon, and it has to be from the Lake's workshop! I have to admit, your team's JEEP used to be a good one. lad,

But this time it finally got an arrow in the knee, and scrapping was its only way out. "

Dolga snorted coldly:

"Old Shaq, your vision has never been right."

The old man smiled until his eyes were squinted together:

"Yes, my vision is not accurate, but Hans's vision is very accurate. He has been standing by for forty minutes with a sad face!"

Hearing this, Dorga's expression changed, and he walked quickly into the iron gate guarded by the old man. After Fang Linyan walked in, he found that the space inside was very spacious, but the guards were very slack, because although there were a lot of vehicles, there was a lot of traffic. Most of them are rusted and deformed. It should be a junkyard. There are all those vehicles that are considered to be scrapped, so of course don't pay too much attention.

Soon, Dolga found Hans in an open space in the junkyard. He was sitting down on a stone next to him, and the JEEP was parked next to it, and its appearance had been restored- -------To be precise, the twisted roof cover has been replaced, but apparently the problem is the interior of the vehicle.

After seeing Dorga, Hans walked over with a face full of frustration and said in pain:

"Dorga, damn it, why did I drink last night, forget it, why didn't I sleep in the car! Give that damn Karls a chance, OHNO.......you know me How do you feel in your heart now? It's like watching your first love being dragged into the forest by several big men, and at the same time screaming in despair, even his sexy mustache has been deformed!"

Dolga frowned and said:

"Having trouble?"

Hans sighed and said painfully:

"Yes, very big trouble, the only thing we can do now is wait."

Dorgar said:

"Wait for what?"

Hans frowned and said:

"Wait for the new scrap car to come in, and then pray that the scrap car will get the parts I need..."

Hearing Hans say this, Dorga was speechless. He was very aware of the current situation. Maybe it would be rare to drive a car into this junkyard for ten days and a half months, let alone dismantle it from the top. The suitable parts are down. If you say that, let's not say that the car was repaired before nine o'clock tonight. It is estimated that it will take a month or two to be sure.

When the two of them were talking, they suddenly heard a loud bang next to them. Hans hurriedly turned his head and saw Fang Linyan removed the hood and threw it aside. Seeing this scene, Hans felt as if his heart ached like something. called out:

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Fang Linyan didn't answer at this time, looked at the situation in the engine compartment, and then got under the car again. Hans angrily walked over to stop all this, but Fang Linyan was lying under the car and said:

"Give me a screwdriver. Although this car is seriously damaged, I think it can be rescued. At least, it's no problem to carry you on a mission at nine o'clock tonight."

"What did you say?" Hans could hardly believe his ears. "how can that be!"

Fang Linyan narrowed his eyes and looked at the bottom of the car, and said without looking back:

"Mr. Hans, what you are confused about now is the problem of this steering rod. I also saw it. It suffered a terrible impact, and the force was even transmitted to the intake manifold next to it..."

Hans immediately said eagerly:

"Yeah! Do you have a solution?"

Fang Linyan said indifferently:

"No."

***

Hans roared:

"No hurry up, do you want to be as short as rolling?"

Fang Linyan said in astonishment:

"Is the roll short?"

Hans said:

"There have been thousands of messages like this, and the fakes have become real!"

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