Red coughed and waved his hand in the air to clear away the dust and he pulled the tarp away with one quick forceful tug and his eyes widen a bit for what he found under it. Sitting in the corner of his room is a large oil drum and he pried the lid open to look inside. It was filled with random junk and some old broken scythes he either never got around or too lazy to throw out. But this was no ordinary oil drum he just happened to pick off the street cause he like it or something and Axl uses it as his go-to seating spot whenever he comes into the room to talk about their plans or to pass the time, this was the same oil drum that he found Axl inside and it was the same night when they adopted him into the Red Alert too.
“Hurry up already and get that damn thing on the boat! This is Maverick Hunter territory!” The Rat Reploid squeaked at the Seagull Reploid who was struggling to hoist the oil drum onto the boat by himself, “How about you shut up and help me get it on