Even in the most absurd dream, Hays never thought that he would one day leave the neighborhood where he lived for fifteen years. He even knew for the first time that the huge city he lived in was called Abu Bakali Cundu. In fact, in his fifteen-year worldview, the sky was a dome covered with huge pipes, and the ground was a muddy pool of sewage forever. Everyone lived in iron houses, and only those very powerful "big people" could live in larger iron houses.
When he was taken out of the nest, he knew for the first time that the sky was gray-iron, and so high and so large.
"Hey, kid, how old are you?"
Little Hayes, who was in a daze, felt someone pushing him around him. He turned his head to the left and saw a thin and greasy face, with a bare head, a little wrinkled forehead, big ears, and a wrinkled white work clothes, filled with a strong smell of smoke and body odor, about 40 years old.
"ah?"
"Who are you stupid?"
“I…I’m fifteenth this year.”
"fifteen?"
A voice came from his right, and then a man came over with a swollen face, huge eyes and heavy bags, like a guy who hadn't been sleeping for three or four days. He had thick brown short hair, looked quite symmetrical, with a very large chin, and a webbing could be seen between his fingers, and his whole body looked like a fish.
But Hayes was not too surprised. He went to the bottom nest with more powerful mutations than this one. This guy was considered light, otherwise he would not have been able to get to this place.
“Didn’t it mean that the minimum age standard is 16?”
The man who was temporarily named Fish Head Brother by Hayes made a grunt noise.
The middle-aged man on the left of Little Hayes sneered and shook his head and said:
"You guys just need to get enough heads. It's not a big deal to lose one or two years."
Yes, what Little Hayes is now in is a transport ship from the Ministry of Military Affairs, and the place he is going to is completely unknown and unfamiliar.
As a homeless child, his mother died at the age of seven. As for his father, he never knew who he was. After that, he joined the orphans and homeless children in the neighborhood to keep warm. He was occasionally bullied by those "big men". Fortunately, the priests in the neighborhood were very powerful. Little Hayes had seen the bearded grandfather use a fire spitter to drive away those ruffians. Therefore, his highest ideal in life was to be a pastor.
However, others told him that he had to be a pastor and could read literacy. Although Hayes worked very hard and even went to school to eavesdrop on and pick up textbooks thrown by others, he was still very far from "literacy" - the definition of literacy in the state education is to be able to read and write basicly in high Gothic language.
But even so, Little Hayes is still a "intellectual" in their children's gang.
"Little kid, what are your name?"
Hearing the middle-aged uncle's words, Little Hayes hesitated for a moment, and then whispered:
“Hays…”
Suddenly, the middle-aged man seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly reached out to pick up the small torn hat on Hayes' head, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"You are bald at such a young age!"
Hayes scratched his head embarrassedly. Maybe he had inherited some disease. He lost his hair since he was eight years old, and he was basically bald after he was ten years old, but it was not completely-
"Huh, I'll count, one, two, three, four..."
Brother Yutou pointed his finger at Little Hayes' head and then started laughing.
"Oh, there are thirteen hairs, this number is auspicious!"
As soon as he said this, everyone around him gathered around to watch the fun. There were hundreds of people locked in this small cabin, and there were already crowds of people. In this trouble, you stepped on me and pushed you, making you mess.
Little Hayes was watched by so many people, and he seemed very nervous at once, but he had no place to hide, so he could only shrink into a ball like a helpless puppy.
"Nooba, why bother!"
A stern reprimand suddenly came from the speaker above everyone's heads.
"If you don't want to eat the whip, go back to your original position immediately!"
Once this was said, everyone scattered. After all, someone really ate the whip, and it was an electric whip that could kill people in three strokes.
"My name is Hasek."
At this time, the crowded cabin became dead silent. The middle-aged man named Hassek touched Hayes and whispered:
"How did you get on this boat? It's not fun to be a soldier."
Hayes grabbed his little hat, and he was also a little puzzled how he got here.
Then he recalled.
"... At that time, Xiao An said the roadside was very lively, and there were many people and cars. I thought of selling the biting beefs from the ditch... I saw a lot of cars, and there were so many people on it. As soon as I called out, a chief in a big hat asked me to go over and said I wanted to buy my things, and asked me to raise the basket higher and raise it higher... He suddenly stretched out his hand and took me into the car."
"Those people are so heartless."
The fishman suddenly started to speak.
"You are so young and so thin as a friend."
"I guess it's a different number, you just happened to run into it again."
As he said that, Hassek took Little Hayes' hat.
"It's okay. If you don't understand anything, ask me, I'm a veteran."
Then he leaned back against the wall, his hat covered his face and was about to fall asleep.
But as soon as he talked about the veteran, little Hass suddenly became interested, shook his knee and said:
"Uncle Hasek, have you really been a soldier?"
"yes--"
The other party answered slowly.
"Have you ever fought a war?"
"Try it----"
"Then you are so awesome! Have you ever shot?"
"Tsk!"
Hassek pulled off his hat and glared at Little Hayes.
"Why do you talk so much nonsense?"
"Oh, Uncle Hashek, where have you fought the war?"
"I've fought anywhere, Badab, Endymion, Siniask."
This is the fish head brother suddenly interrupted:
"Then why are you squatting with us rookies?"
Hasek's body stiffened slightly, and then he said impatiently.
"I don't seek fame and fortune. After the fight, I'll be dismissed and returned to the field. This time, Huron made a fuss and was really unreasonable, so I was willing to take action, otherwise I wouldn't even come if the leader came to invite me."
Little Hayes was stunned by the other party's words, scratched his head and asked carefully.
"Who is Huron...?"
"A big bad guy, if he stands in front of you, you will shoot him with one shot, that's right."
"Gun...but I don't have a gun."
"It'll happen in a while. Don't bother me anymore. I'll be confused for a while."
Chapter completed!