Chapter 22

"Oh? They're all pilots?" Black Hand grinned with a hint of ridicule, then pondered for a while. "If you insist on going there, I can help you out, maybe it'll suit you."

"Really?" Ajax raised his head.

"Yeah, there's an organization by the name of Lazoole in a town near the border, they handle all kinds of dirty jobs, specializing in beating and killing. They're very dangerous, but they'll treat you right, and most importantly your arrest warrant is invalid there."

"But I don't know anyone there. Do you think they'll take me in?" Ajax smiled wryly; its not like he could fill out an application or something.

"After you get there, if you enter the territory of the Lazoole, someone will come out to stop you. When you meet them, tell them that you're a pilot and want to join, and their people will take you to meet the leader of the Lazoole, a middle-aged man that goes by the name of Bomen. He's trustworthy, and their organization is very short of pilots; you'll definitely be able to get in." Black Hand analyzed seriously with Ajax.

"You know him?" Ajax, recommended by Black Hand, also became interested.

"Knowing someone does not make you familiar with them." Black Hand didn't seem to want to elaborate, so he gave a perfunctory response.

"Okay, then I'll go there. If it's not suitable, I'll make another plan. Thank you, Uncle Dion. I'll come back to see you when things die down." Ajax began to bid farewell.

He had to go to the border before the guard found his whereabouts; otherwise, he would definitely be stopped.

"Wait, you're going to drive this thing there?" Black Hand frowned and pointed to the magnetic energy truck behind Ajax.

"What's the matter? It's very useful." Ajax was puzzled.

"You're wanted." Black Hand pointed to the image on the Vox, which showed the truck that Ajax was driving.

"That's too bad. I can't abandon the truck. I have my mecha and some important things inside." Ajax frowned.

"Take my truck and leave yours here, and I'll take care of it." Black Hand pointed to the old garbage truck next to him.

The vehicle hadn't been cleaned for some time, and the stench could be smelled several meters away. Dark and greasy substances were everywhere, and some places even had patina.

But there was still a lot of space in its rear compartment, more than enough to store the mecha and stolen accessories.

"Then what if they find it here..." Ajax was worried that he would bring trouble to Black Hand.

"You don't have to worry about it, I have my ways." Black Hand interrupted Ajax.

"Alright." Nodding his head, Ajax got into the truck and transferred the mecha and the rest of the supplies.

Ajax left the food and daily necessities taken from the warehouse to Black Hand, and there was also a lot of Whiskye kept by Kent, which happened to be Black Hand's favorite drink.

Black Hand also came to help, but the moment he saw the mecha, he seemed to enter a trance and stayed where he was. After half a minute, he said in a trembling voice, "This mech... where did you find this mech?"

"A garbage station. At that time, it was so damaged that only half of the body and the core were left. I picked it up and repaired it little by little. After activating it, I realized that it was a Warlock-Level mech. It was well worth the eddies I spent on it, hehe." Ajax responded triumphantly, not noticing Black Hand's expression.

"Can you pilot it? And for how long?!" Black Hand grabbed Ajax by his shoulders, his eyes widened, and his face seemed nervous.

Ajax was a little frightened by Black Hand, this was the first time he had seen such a reaction from him. And the Black Hand in front obviously didn't care much about him being able to pilot the mecha, so why was he suddenly nervous?

However, Ajax quickly replied obediently: "I can Pilot it, I've been in it a few times. The first time I received a strong backlash, and I bled from my nose and mouth, but after that, it was perfectly fine. I don't know how long I can pilot it for since the energy it requires is tremendous..."

Black Hand didn't say anything after listening and stroked the armor of the mecha with his trembling right hand. His eyes gradually teared up, as if he was caught in some kind of memory.

"What's the matter? Uncle Dion, is there a problem?" Ajax tried to ask.

"No, it's-it's nothing." Black Hand said as he wiped his eyes with his dirty palm. "This is a good mecha you've got, I'm sure it'll keep you safe."

Although he felt that the actions of Black Hand were a bit strange, Ajax was busy transporting things, so he didn't think anything of it.

With the help of Black Hand, Ajax moved all the useful things into the garbage truck in ten minutes.

"I won't keep you any longer. The sooner you leave, the safer you'll be. Come back to me whenever you need something, and remember that this has always and will always be your home." Black Hand patted Ajax on the shoulder.

"I know, Uncle Dion, I know. When I earn enough eddies, I'll take you to a better place." Ajax was serious.

To his knowledge, Black Hand has been in this garbage incineration plant for a long time. He believes that if there is a chance at a better life, no one would choose to stay in this kind of place.

"Hahaha, boy. I'm used to this life, so it's okay if you don't." Black Hand smiled heartily, and he could see that he was really happy.

"I'll be taking my leave then, take care." Ajax hugged Black Hand then hopped into the garbage truck, started it, and drove out of the garbage incineration plant.

Looking at the back of the garbage truck as it disappeared in the distance, Black Hand's expression changed. He looked up at the sky and sighed "Lord God Almighty..."

...

During Ajax's detour, the authorities found new clues. Through surveillance an hour ago, it was found that Ajax was driving a magnetic energy truck on the highway to Buron. They immediately determined that Ajax wanted to go to Buron, after all, the management there was lax, and it was easier to hide.

Therefore, in addition to mobilizing the original team of Buron, they also used transport ships to transport a large number of cops to Buron, laying an ambush and blocking the roads in advance as they wanted to apprehend Ajax to today.

However, they are doomed to fail because Ajax didn't enter Buron at all after hearing what Black Hand had said, and made his way to the border area instead. In addition, the truck original truck had been replaced by a garbage truck, pretending to be full of trash, making it impossible to discover him.

...

Ajax arrived safely at the triangle border by the evening. He had covered over a thousand kilometers in a day, making every decision just before the authorities. If he hadn't stopped to see Black Hand, he would have been arrested now...

This place was more lively than Ajax had imagined. The houses were densely packed, and the scale was similar to a town in Boirdale.

But the poverty levels were far worse than that of Boirdale. The tallest building was only a dozen floors, and simple bungalows could be seen everywhere.

There were no street lamps, billboards, or big screens. Almost every blank wall was covered with red ink to apply for licenses, sell weapons, sell mechas, the sale of various drugs, bounties, information on organizations, and so on.

There are few asphalt roads, dirt roads are the norm here. Garbage and filth could be seen everywhere, and the smell was disgusting. There were many pedestrians in groups of three or four, either walking or gathering to talk.

Things were just like the rumors he had heard. Most people have a weapon of some sort, long guns, pistols, shotguns, and no matter how bad they are, there were knives pinned to their waists.