The Pathless on Paths---------Chapter V part 1(4)
2023-12-21 来源:百合文库
“Right. Here we go.” He swapped the main function from “Recording” to “Radio”, extended a short length of antenna, and patted the fallen dust on it away. The dust fall showed no signs of decreasing. He pushed the speak button, and said “Hello. Hello. Check.”
He herd is faint, crackled echo.
“There, is that enough?” The man said, tilting his head a little.
“You could have taken receiver from others. Prove that it’s yours,” Hunter commanded.
“Jesus Christ, you boys are not easily fooled, huh?” He removed his helmet and lowered his mask.
At first he thought he was looking at Mr. Noah, but he found that impossible. No, this man was not Mr. Noah. He was Mr. Noah, but younger, taller, stronger, some thirty years old, handsome and at the peak of his vitality.
“I am Emmerich Noah, brother of Emmit Noah,and if by life or death I can save you, I will.” He said, as a deafening clap of thunder boomed overhead, and the world was momentarily lit up by lightning for a blink. “Whether you trust me or no, I must come with you.”
He put on his helm again, but left the mask on his neck. He picked up his rifle, and holstered his sidearm in a fluid motion. “Come! We must make hast! A storm is brewing.”
He herd is faint, crackled echo.
“There, is that enough?” The man said, tilting his head a little.
“You could have taken receiver from others. Prove that it’s yours,” Hunter commanded.
“Jesus Christ, you boys are not easily fooled, huh?” He removed his helmet and lowered his mask.
At first he thought he was looking at Mr. Noah, but he found that impossible. No, this man was not Mr. Noah. He was Mr. Noah, but younger, taller, stronger, some thirty years old, handsome and at the peak of his vitality.
“I am Emmerich Noah, brother of Emmit Noah,and if by life or death I can save you, I will.” He said, as a deafening clap of thunder boomed overhead, and the world was momentarily lit up by lightning for a blink. “Whether you trust me or no, I must come with you.”
He put on his helm again, but left the mask on his neck. He picked up his rifle, and holstered his sidearm in a fluid motion. “Come! We must make hast! A storm is brewing.”