Chapter 312 Rhubarb

Hearing this, Luger finally understood that this Mi-24P with a wolf or dog mouth painted on its nose was actually alive. Google search reading

That dog mouth is not just a paint job, it really has a dog head.

This helicopter is a ghost.

In other words, this is a mechanical helicopter with the tissues and organs of a biochemically modified beast ghost.

It is essentially a combination of a biochemically modified beast and a military machine, just like the grasshopper cannon and the cyber brute dragon.

No wonder, no wonder Luger always felt that this helicopter was showing various expressions along the way.

Or provocation, or surprise, or pain, or fatigue.

It almost exposed the state of the helicopter itself with a dog face.

Luger almost thought that his mechanic skills were about to enter the master level, so he mastered some "weaponry" technique like Bole Xiangma.

It can turn machinery into a BMW, and see through its own state by directly looking at its emotions.

Good fellow, I thought I had opened my eyes and gained a special ability, but now I know that it was the helicopter that could really show emotions...

This is really disappointing.

In addition to being disappointed, Ruger felt a little empathy when he heard the two little guys who were less than 1.6 meters tall crying about the death of their big dog partner in two childish voices.

As a mechanic, he always has an extraordinary intimacy with mechanical creations, even if they are enemies.

For these two little guys with baby voices, this helicopter Guimei may really be their family's guard and the big yellow dog that grew up with them.

The old dog at home is going to die, and whose little owner wouldn't be sad?

The two sets of emotions from the mechanical side and the pet side were superimposed, and Ruger felt a little compassion.

So he stared at the vigilance of the two adults over there and shouted to the two little guys, "Hey, what if I can keep it alive? What do you say?"

It is not an easy thing to keep a Guimei mechanical beast alive.

It's like treating people requires doctors, treating dogs requires veterinarians, and treating machines requires mechanics.

To treat a biochemical mechanical beast, a compound talent who is proficient in both medicine and mechanics is needed.

It seems difficult to find someone with such a wide range of expertise in the entire dark world.

Perhaps, Tia can barely be counted as one.

After all, she is proficient in the weapons of the Lost Ones and also in the production of alchemical potions.

Even Ruger is far inferior to Tia, the genuine alchemical potion master, in terms of medical skills.

But it doesn't matter, he has a system store.

To be precise, his system store has a healing needle that can cure all injuries.

He uses the healing needle to keep biological tissues active, and then he inspects, detects, and repairs the mechanical parts. He is really the second such cross-professional compound talent.

In this way, his expression when he said that before naturally seemed full of confidence.

After hearing what he said, although the others were still a little wary, a little boy dressed as a driver who was crying while holding the big dog's head looked at Ruger with tears in his eyes.

"Only, as long as you can save our big yellow dog, I won't bother you about your attack on us before."

Good guy!

This paragraph is really, I can't complain.

Let alone the fact that the big dog really has a typical local dog name, even if you only listen to the last two sentences, there are many problems.

Ruger originally saw that this little guy had a baby face and was not tall, and he cried so sincerely for his big dog, so he really thought he was a rare child with a pure heart.

As a result, these two sentences really have hidden meanings!

Ruger was directly laughed at by his words.

"Wait a minute, it was you who provoked me first, and you were the ones who launched rockets at me first, how come I attacked you?"

"Also, what do you mean by not arguing with me? Can you represent the four of you?"

"You little brat, you are so clever even though you are small."

"This, that..." The little boy obviously didn't expect Ruger to understand the trick in his words. Even if he could understand, he didn't expect Ruger to say it so directly.

This seems to be different from what he learned from his master.

So, he couldn't help but look at the female Rambo who was fiddling with the Gustav recoilless gun in his hand.

He asked his master for help, but the little girl next to him, who looked at least 60% similar to him, immediately stood up and put her hands on her hips and said, "Ajie said he wouldn't argue with you, which means we won't argue with you."

"You are so grown up, why are you still arguing with a child? Do you have the nerve?"

Well, another +1 for eloquence.

This little girl who looks like the boy's twin sister is actually very aggressive.

From her eyes, Ruger felt that her teacher seemed to be different from the boy's. She was not the female Rambo who looked aggressive enough, but the mysterious female mage who was always hiding in the cloak.

Ruger thought, what kind of weird relationship is this?

The boy's teacher is a female warrior, but her personality is more like a mage who plays with intelligence.

The little girl's teacher seems to be the female mage, but her personality is more direct and rough than the boy's, just like a little Rambo.

How come the personalities of the teacher and the taught are misaligned?

And they happen to be more like each other?

What is this? Could it be like talking about cross talk, where the father is a cross talk talker, but if a child wants to learn cross talk, he has to find a different teacher?

A little boy has a personality similar to that of a female mage, so he has to worship a female warrior?

Luger was very imaginative, and he always felt that the relationship between these four charlatans was a bit too strange.

After receiving the encouraging look from the female warrior, the little boy over there turned to look at Luger firmly and said solemnly:

"I, Li Jie, hereby promise that if you can save my Da Huang, the four of us will not only no longer be hostile to you, but I personally owe you a favor."

Li Jie?

Favor?

Hearing this name full of oriental charm and this same oriental concept, Luger couldn't help but look at this little guy carefully.

Only then did he realize that this little guy had short black hair under the driver's helmet and a Chinese face that looked so handsome that other features could easily be ignored.

This seemingly charming little guy is actually from China?

Although the China of this world is different from Luger's China, this is enough to make Luger have a natural affection for this little guy.

So, he just looked seriously at the little Chinese boy named Li Jie, then nodded, jumped out of the tank cockpit, and casually summoned the self-made Tiejaman armor without accelerating the cannon from the air. After getting dressed, he stepped off the big dog.