Wounds of Vitan

"When I was on the Wetan planet to get its core, the rebels put on dinosaur leather gloves and drove over with the Iron King of Hell in a mighty force. When they saw anyone, they shouted, "Raise your hands!" Who is not afraid? The people at the base study survival notes all day long, but I don't accept this approach. I swore an oath on my territory. I am the flame that resists invasion and the light at dawn. I am not used to his bad habits. If you enter my territory, you must work for me, and you must work slowly. I will even throw you into the supply truck. When you take it to the kitchen, I will exchange it for rat meat. Iron Hell King will leave this for me, and I will sell the scrap iron to make Long Bo's mecha. Who doesn't know, the savior of mankind, the nemesis of the rebels, who dares to bare his teeth with me? As a man, you have to do big things. Why are you standing there in a daze? Applaud! "