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. The two of you 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 the Winter Soldier, I will definitely build you a robot 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 speaking, 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, so that Jia Sheng would not see it.
I got excited all of a sudden.
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 has been like a year, and it has been extremely torturous. But only after experiencing those torments, Gu Zhuo suddenly realized how lucky he is to own the Doomsday Fortress.
He stepped on the accelerator, the Doomsday Fortress slowly started, and Gu Zhuo drove it towards the outside of the observatory.
The last helicopter parked quietly on the roof of the Fortress of Doom, very stable and motionless.
That was Gu Zhuo's trophy over 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 Jia Sheng'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 deck.
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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, he was 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.
However, it was a good thing not to see any large wild animals. Gu Zhuo really didn't want to leave the tiger's den and entered the dragon pool 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 that the place was in a mess. 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 attacked 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 then they had already left the building empty, and the large animals could not 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.
After 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 the possible danger. Otherwise, if he got out of the car rashly, they would be the ones who would suffer.
The horn rang several times, but the surroundings were quiet and there was no movement at all.
It seems that the nearby wild beasts have visited this place and left without finding anything.
"Just don't let any big beasts come out again, and 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 narrow, and it was almost enough for surgery when he was lying down in a coma, but once he woke up, he felt uncomfortable lying on it.
He sat up from the operating table and saw the bloody severed hand on the ground that he had chopped off, and he felt mixed emotions in his heart.
Although he had already made preparations for this, when he cut off the severed hand, he still couldn't help but feel heartache. He picked up the severed hand from the ground and decided to get rid of it and keep 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, it's just that I thought it was time to get rid of this broken arm. 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 and took 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 originally wanted to go down with him, but Jia Sheng insisted on going alone. Gu Zhuo said nothing, but 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. Gu Zhuo and the others probably couldn't see him.
, he threw the severed hand to the ground and began to dig 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 up 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, his tears, sweat, and blood mixed together and hit 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 burly, 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 little bit of writing, and there is another chapter that I am currently writing. I will post it later.