Chapter 25: Absurdity

Too... too awesome, right?

Looking at the 'luxurious' equipment on the table, Alvin suddenly had the idea of wanting to mix with Tuck.

This guy, what is his background?

Not to mention the fragmentation grenades, energy batteries, nutrient solution, and energy bars.

Bolters and flak armor, these things, even in the Astra Militarum, are equipment that only a very small number of people will be equipped with!

Especially the flak armor, the standard heavy bulletproof vest, even laser guns can't penetrate it, it can definitely be called a life-saving artifact.

At least in the Underhive, with the weapons of that group of gang scum, even if you stand still, you can't be penetrated!

Bolters go without saying; although the Astra Militarum model is a product of re-modification and deterioration on the basis of Astartes, the bullets fired are definitely not something that ordinary defense can block.

"How about it? I didn't lie to you."

Tuck laughed triumphantly, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and exhaled curling smoke: "To get these things, it took me a lot of effort; it is definitely worth more than the price."

"Can you let me check it?"

Alvin suppressed his excitement and asked.

"Check whatever you want." Tuck didn't care at all, sat on the chair again, and crossed his legs.

【Detected item: Bolter Astra Militarum model (old)】

【After many battlefield tests, although it is very old, the sight and firing pin are still very complete】

【Can provide energy: 0 units】

【Detected item: Fragmentation grenade (inferior)】

【The only drawback is that there are some accidents in the production process, the detonation time is between 1s~3s, maybe it can be used for suicide】

【Can provide energy: 0 units】

【Detected item: Flak armor-heavy bulletproof vest (old-worn)】

【The paint is completely worn off, can't see the original unit, missing alloy inserts, helmet, circulation respirator, auspex, wrist display, small power pack, but as a 'turtle shell', it is still very qualified】

【Can provide energy: 0 units】

【Detected item: High-concentration energy compressed battery (high quality)】

【Generally used for factory machinery operation, exclusive supply within the Adeptus Mechanicus, handmade by some oil-guy, trustworthy】

【Can provide energy: 1000 units*3】

Soon, after touching everything, Alvin swallowed his saliva, and a thought popped up in his mind.

This time... it's really developed!

A full 3000 units of energy, enough to support a stay of thirty days!

Most importantly, Tuck actually got the bolter and flak armor that would only be equipped in the Astra Militarum; these two things completely filled his current vacancy.

"Checked?" Tuck glanced at him, crushed the cigarette butt, stood up from his seat: "If you think there is no problem with the things, I will take you to the Mid-Hive."

"The things are very good, Mr. Tuck."

Alvin packed the things neatly, nodded to Tuck: "I have no problem here, let's go."

In his imagination, smuggling from the Underhive to the Mid-Hive should be a very difficult thing.

At least, it should be cautious, avoiding the supervision of the enforcers, as well as the monitoring equipment at the entrance of the Mid-Hive, and then climbing through the muddy pipes, experiencing hardship to arrive.

But... the reality is that Tuck led him directly to the entrance of the Mid-Hive.

"Mr. Tuck, I need to confirm with you again... we are smuggling; perhaps we should change the road to fit the concept of 'smuggling'." Alvin's eyes were jumping wildly, looking at the enforcers guarding the entrance of the Mid-Hive, as well as two automatic laser guns, swallowing saliva nervously.

"What nonsense? Follow me."

Tuck had a low-quality cigarette in his mouth, didn't care about the enforcers and monitoring at all, and walked over directly.

Is he this crazy?!

Alvin looked at it from behind, terrified, fearing that the two of them would be shot by the enforcers.

But the situation seemed to be a bit different from what he imagined.

The enforcers at the door saw Tuck from a distance, showed a warm smile, and opened their arms to give him a hug.

Reasonably speaking, in Alvin's impression in the past, enforcers were generally full of disgust and hatred, completely looking down on Underhive guys, but now they are smiling so brightly.

Even Tuck, with a look of disgust, pushed away the enforcer and cursed, handing over a few low-quality cigarettes.

What is this guy's identity?!

Alvin can now be 100% sure that Tuck is definitely not an ordinary Underhive guy.

There is no Underhive guy who can make the cold enforcers smile as brightly as a chrysanthemum being exploded.

They chatted for a few words, but Tuck turned his head and found that Alvin hadn't followed, and waved impatiently: "Hurry up, don't waste time!"

Too shameful... Alvin followed obediently and walked over silently.

"Alright, talk next time."

Tuck had a cigarette in his mouth, waved to the enforcer, and said lazily: "I'll take this kid in first."

"Goodbye, Mr. Tuck!"

"Goodbye, Mr. Tuck!"

The two enforcers waved enthusiastically, seeing off... the smuggling duo.

Too absurd!

It's simply absurdity's mother opening the door for absurdity, it's absurd to the extreme!

Even after crossing the gate of the Mid-Hive, Alvin still felt like he was dreaming; it was really that the 'smuggling' process was too dreamy.

Facing the enforcers, 'smuggling' in openly, is there any justice?

Alvin quietly turned his head and observed Tuck carefully again.

Height is close to 1.9 meters, body is well-proportioned and strong, shoulders are wide, waist and back are thick, hair hangs down like instant noodles, covering half of his face.

Features are firm, eyes are bright, except for the scar across the entire face at the bridge of the nose, which destroys the image and temperament, he seems to be completely a vicissitudes uncle.

Those two enforcers just now clearly carried a touch of respect in their eyes when looking at 'Tuck'.

This guy... shouldn't be a retired veteran, right?

Alvin guessed in his heart about Tuck's suspicious background and identity.

"Don't think too much, the normal process is not like this."

Tuck's senses were very keen, turned his head to meet Alvin's suspicious eyes, and said with a cigarette in his mouth: "First, the price you paid is very high; second, the time is relatively tight; otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have brought you in like this; as for those two, they just have a long-term cooperative relationship with me."

Not explaining is fine, the more he explains... Alvin feels more suspicious.

Even if there is a long-term cooperative relationship, enforcers would absolutely not show respect to an Underhive guy.

Alvin remained silent and didn't expose Tuck's lie.

"Kid, I know you have secrets, but I won't ask."

Tuck grinned, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and looked at him meaningfully: "The reason you left the Underhive shouldn't be as simple as being hunted, right?"

Alvin's movements were slightly stiff, but he quickly returned to normal: "Mr. Tuck, I don't understand what you mean."

"Do you know? When people lie, there will be many subtle reactions."

Tuck stopped, turned around, looked at Alvin with a smile, and revealed a cunning expression: "Eyes, breathing, movements, every muscle in the face, I am very good at distinguishing these."

"Mr. Tuck, I really don't know what you are talking about."

Alvin still played dumb, returned a blank and innocent look.

"Kid, wanting to stay in the Mid-Hive is not that simple."

Tuck grinned, seemingly Alvin's reaction was within his expectations, and revealed a cunning expression: "For smugglers, once discovered by enforcers, the end is without exception, all shot on the spot; you shouldn't want to become like this, right?"

Suddenly, Alvin understood why Tuck brought him through the gate.

Because the enforcers had already seen his face just now; as long as Tuck said a word, that group of enforcers would search for his whereabouts in the Mid-Hive like mad dogs!

"Mr. Tuck, is this your attitude toward doing business?"

Alvin faded the disguised blankness and innocence, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "Threatening me with enforcers?"

"No, it's not a threat, it's a transaction."

Tuck flicked his finger, the cigarette butt flew out, he turned his head and said indifferently: "Tell me, the real reason you came to the Mid-Hive; in return... I can introduce you to a job that can let you settle down in the Mid-Hive, a proper job without worrying about enforcers, how about it?" ===== CHAPTER 26 =====