novelraw Chapter 1192 608: The Good Days in the Trench Never End (Part 2)
Chapter 1192 608: The Good Days in the Trench Never End (Part 2)
The good days started, just like that.
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BOOM!!!
On the desolate and barren street, amidst the deafening noise, countless bricks and stones flew in the blast wave, a fiery blast shot into the sky, and the ground was in a mess under the shrill sirens.
The raging flames had already engulfed the armored vehicle, and thick black smoke rose from the burning shell. Not far away, walls collapsed, and the screams were incessant.
"How are we supposed to live like this?"
In a dizzying haze, Liang Mo panted heavily, his vision darkened repeatedly, his ears buzzed nonstop, and he instinctively cursed aloud, unable to hear his own voice.
What happened?
He tried hard to recall, to remember where exactly he was.
A mission to escort and protect key members of the Temporary Government to the residence. While waiting, it seemed a teammate reached out and teased a... a stray dog passing by to pee?
Then what?
Then, the stray dog exploded.
Along with the explosives in its stomach.
The blast had enough power to send their entire squad into oblivion but failed to achieve the effect—amidst the piercingly sharp sound, at the forefront of the explosion, stood the Peacekeeping Cat with its giant shield and metal foam, its appearance unrecognizable.
In the first instant, before everyone could react, it kicked the stray dog flying and brutishly dragged the armored off-road vehicle in front of them, spraying a massive amount of metallic foam from its body, blocking most of the pressure and impact.
At this moment, amidst the screeching noise, it turned back with difficulty; on the shattered screen, the familiar emoticons were no longer visible, only sparks and black smoke constantly emerging.
It lifted its hand, showing him a thumbs up.
Liang Mo had no time to respond, he raised his gun, and surveyed the surroundings vigilantly.
He reported the situation over the radio and only relaxed when reinforcements arrived, confirming no snipers were around.
"Gou Zi, well done, I owe you again this time!"
He limped, escorting the Peacekeeping Cat onto the Coastal Industry's maintenance transport vehicle, and patted its metal shell: "Honestly, after retiring, do you want to come back with me to open a restaurant? I sell boxed meals to support you, how about it? If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes?"
The metallic hand twitched, rose up, and flipped him the bird.
"Who taught it that crap?"
Liang Mo's face turned green: "Don't let me catch who it was, huh!"
Immediately, everyone around burst into laughter.
They laughed uncontrollably.
Soon, a brand new Peacekeeping Cat leapt off the maintenance vehicle; amidst cheers, a cat emoji lit up on its head display, showing everyone a thumbs up again.
Back to full health!
After the engineers inside the vehicle confirmed that the black box, including the motherboard, was intact, they replaced it with a backup body. Since the body was damaged beyond repairable value, they took it back for a scrapping process directly.
Anyway, the Military Department foots the bill, no need to skimp. And for them, such a small amount of money to avoid the loss of an entire elite team, it was a bargain. Compensation alone cost more than this, right!
The only regret was that after swapping to a new body, the custom paintwork and decorations everyone previously arranged went to waste and needed repainting.
It just so happened that everyone was already bored with the old graffiti, and they were eager to show off their artistic bacteria.
Even though the higher-ups repeatedly commanded not to scribble on the distributed Peacekeeping Cats, the related graffiti stubbornly persisted and grew more intense; even competitions and voting started among the fill-in-baby troops.
Even the Peacekeeping Cats themselves enjoyed it.
Over time, depending on the different levels of interaction and the team's atmosphere, each cat's aesthetics and preferences gradually shifted; some cats liked 3D graphics, some liked 2D, while some liked the scantily-clad furry art... and some liked writing swear words on themselves, pointing at them when encountering something to consider it cursed out.
After a short adaptation, they blended perfectly into the team. After all, such lively and cute, lifesaving assistants who could help you carry a fridge and give you a soda any time are impossible not to like.
Not just in patrol and maintaining security, their astonishing learning capability occurred in all aspects; now it's said that under the idle and bored soldiers' guidance, some cats even started learning to repair vehicles.
Soldiers resistant or rejecting them, as time passed, had to admit: this little thing is damn useful.
It's simply the only decent equipment from the Military Department in recent years.
Now on the streets of Tower City, Peacekeeping Cats are ubiquitous, patrolling back and forth with the Federation forces, and even locals gradually grew accustomed to these non-lethal, weaponless behemoths.
When encountering any unexpected situation or traffic accident, they even lend a hand.
Safe and harmless.
The bewildered Spirit Cats follow behind humans, quietly gazing at this cruel world, diving into the most perilous explosive material handling and dangerous area searching tasks.
In bullets' and explosions' greetings, they gradually learn and familiarize themselves.
In contrast to the cats' perpetual cheerfulness, from the Federation to the Empire, every bottom-tier worker and fill-in baby is exhausted and despairing.
But even with the Peacekeeping Cats, maintaining security in Tower City remains an increasingly troublesome and disgusting job.