Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 226 222. Good news and bad news

  At the edge of the death desert, the sudden appearance of mechanical attackers messed up the town just occupied by the Black Hand.

  But with the Black Hand Society’s battle axe washing the ground, the little trouble caused by these attackers was quickly wiped out, but things in the wasteland are always so bad.

   Before they could enjoy the joy of victory, the leader of the Immortal Society brought them a "big surprise".

  A missile loaded with a small nuclear warhead is flying rapidly towards the edge of the death desert. This little cutie does not even need to accurately lock the whereabouts of the Black Hand.

  It only needs to have a subtle airburst when it comes to the top of the town, it is enough to solve all the problems.

  This is actually the idea that Lao Jiang never forgets.

  As long as the explosion radius is large enough.

  As long as the equivalent is large enough.

  There are no targets that cannot be bombed.

  Rough and simple thinking, but it is quite easy to use in practical applications.

   "Huh? The nuclear strike has ended?"

  Rogge, who was in a dilemma on the ground, suddenly noticed that the chip's piercing warnings had ceased, and he raised his head with a stunned cigar.

  I saw that at the end of the sky behind, there was a fire light shining up, but it was definitely not a mushroom cloud from a nuclear explosion.

The power of    is too small.

  And the direction of the explosion is not right.

  Not only was Rogge looking astonished, everyone around him looked at the sky stupidly at this moment, and some guys were already kneeling on the ground.

  In a sincere attitude that has never been seen before, pray to them a certain **** heard by the ears.

  Although they are unlikely to have experienced a nuclear war at their age, in this wasteland created by the nuclear war, the concept of nuclear weapons is absolutely taboo.

  It is described as Satan, Hades, or the gods representing death in all myths, and has been criticized and abused by countless people and countless ideologies.

  There are also some guys with bad brains who crazily worship this destructive power.

  Even among the six major forces in the wasteland, there is a ****, a weird city-state that believes in the power of the atom, and they call themselves an oasis of order.

  But no matter what kind of person it is.

  No matter what point of view he believes, he would not hope that a nuclear bomb would explode on his head again. From this idea, under the current situation of being locked by a nuclear bomb, the prayers of these wasteland people are not difficult to understand.

   "What did Jiang do?"

  Rogge turned his head and stared at the pale Ji Yue behind him.

  He questioned:

   "Are you monks all monsters? Can nuclear bombs be used?"

   "Uh, it should not be what you think."

  Ruyue’s meeting, it’s hard to describe her feelings in words. She can only say vaguely:

   "The physical body top nuclear bomb should at least be the spiritual cultivation realm, don't care about this realm concept, the boss may use other methods. Also.

  You should also call him the boss! "

"Ha ha ha ha"

  Rogge burst into laughter at this moment, and all the pressure in his heart was vented. He looked back at the ruins of the town behind him with ease, and snapped his fingers.

   said coldly to those behind him:

   "Su, take our people and guard the entrance of the underground bunker! Then find all the EMP weapons you can find, and throw them away for me!"

   Su, who had been made black and gray by the electric shock of Lao Jiang before, responded, and with the combat engineers and the soldiers of the Black Hand Society, he rushed to the town against the undissipated dust.

   "As for you."

  Rogge looked back at Ruyue and then at the sky.

  He expelled a thick smoke and said:

   "Let's go, let's get back the boss who has done a miracle."

  While talking, the black fox took a step towards the bigfoot next to him, but under Ruyue’s surprised gaze, his feet were soft and he almost fell to his knees.

  Rogge waved his hand awkwardly, leaning on the car door and said:

   "That. I was a little uncomfortable when I was bombed by a nuclear bomb for the first time, and I can't show my timidity in front of my little brother. Forget it, come and drive. I'll slow down. My legs are still a bit soft."

  On the other side, Jiang Xia is doing free fall in the air.

  From a height of three or four kilometers, without a parachute, the speed of the fall all the way to the end is quite amazing, but Lao Jiang has already fallen by half.

  His speed is not as fast as imagined.

  "The ground height is 2874 meters, open the gliding prosthetic module!"

  "Error! No gliding prosthesis detected!"

  "The ground height is 2754 meters, turn on the jet deceleration module!"

   "Error! No injection deceleration module detected."

  "Ground height."

"Shut up!"

  The alarms that sounded constantly in his mind and the missing wrong information of the prosthesis made Jiang Xia tireless, and he shouted viciously, shielding all the wrong information.

  Then put his attention back on the Magic Cube in his hand.

  Lao Jiang's hands kept playing with the Rubik's Cube, making a creaking sound.

  He is calculating the height and falling speed.

  A few seconds later, buckle the Rubik's Cube with the prosthetic body of his left hand, and pour a bottle of Spirit Gathering Pill into his mouth with his right hand, squeeze a trace of spiritual power out, and pour it into the Rubik's Cube.

   is not to activate the ink array.

  But for more precise steering direction.

  On the side facing the ground, nine squares of the first and second-order ink talisman combination were activated for an instant, and the glimmer jumped.

  Five Elements Spirit Array. First-order. Gale hammer.

"boom"

   There was a muffled sound.

   Spiritual power was blasted to the ground with a strengthened wind hammer, and the violent reaction force brought by it pushed Lao Jiang to hover in the air for an instant, and the speed was completely cleared.

   Then continue to fall.

  He maintained this process over and over again, and it took ten minutes to lower himself to a safe altitude of about three hundred meters, but he quickly noticed.

  He fell into an unknown area.

  This should be the middle of the Dead Desert to the Liberty Citizen City. In the center of a large hill like a small mountain, the terrain here is not desert, nor is it the weird brown on the other side of the town.

   is a muddy swamp.

  The area is still very large.

  Above high in the sky, Lao Jiang can smell the stench when the wind blows over, like a pile of bones piled together and fermented for decades.

  This thing is no longer simply disgusting.

  It is a real biochemical attack.

  The alarm of toxin invasion even popped up in the chip. Fortunately, Lao Jiang carried the magic treasure of Qingsi sixteen leaves "gifted" by Senior Brother Chu Qiao in his right hand.

  This magic weapon has a very useful passive effect.

  Hundreds of poisons are not invaded.

  It sounds great, and the actual effect is also great.

  All the toxins below the realm of existence, whether they are natural, synthesized by poison masters, or mixed with spiritual energy, will be suppressed to the lowest level.

  In addition to disgusting, this biochemical attack has limited lethality to Lao Jiang.

  But what’s bad is that the quagmire is not a no-man’s land.

  While Lao Jiang continued to fall to a position of one hundred meters, his left eye prosthesis was zoomed several times, and his expression became more and more weird after seeing the situation below clearly.

  Because in the mud below, a group of strange-shaped things noticed him.

  Moreover, these appearances are hard to describe. They look like an upright lizard. They seem to be gearing up, ready to receive the ‘takeaway’ from the sky.

   Then, I had a good meal.

   Thirty minutes later, the buzzing of the Bigfoot engine sounded on the edge of the mud. As Ruyue stepped on the brake, Roger, who was sitting in the co-driver, opened the door and jumped off.

  He took a few steps forward and looked at Boss Jiang in front of him.

  The latter was sitting on more than a dozen "lizardmen" piled up corpses, with a cut off monster head in front of him. It seemed that Lao Jiang was bored, so he did an anatomy experiment.

  The experience of wrestling with a group of monsters in the mud is undoubtedly terrible, as can be seen from Roger's gesture of covering his nose.

   "What are these things?"

   Jiang Xia scowled, spit out the smoke ring, and asked.

  Rogge stepped forward, looked at Jiang Xia disgustingly, and then reached out his hand towards him.

Say:

  "They have a very complicated and cumbersome scientific name, but we generally call them ‘radiator’. The origin of this thing is very troublesome to explain, so you can understand it as a ‘historical issue’.

  Don't talk about them now.

  Time to go home, boss. "

——

  At four o'clock in the morning, outside the abandoned town, a large area of ​​tents were propped up there.

  Su and a group of combat engineers set up a temporary warehouse to house weapons and vehicles. Rogge also requisitioned this place and is conducting some research.

  It was quiet late at night.

  Most people took a rest after a day of tiredness.

  The hired Wasteland Rangers were sent to help out in several other towns that were being attacked by the Black Hand Society’s other legions.

  These guys have bad thoughts.

  Many of them secretly accepted a reward from Free Citizen City, to get the heads of Roger and others, but today’s battle, the Black Hand Society’s terrifying combat effectiveness.

   There is also the legendary spirit, the "spiritual" power seen by many people, frightening these savage and superstitious wasteland violent elements.

  They immediately changed from bad-hearted **** to loyal mercenaries. They carried out Rogge's orders overnight, and fled the razed place.

  Of course, there are also complaints and hatred of the Immortal Society.

  When the previous nuclear bomb flew, they were also within the explosion range.

  Damn it!

  The madman, Emma, ​​is using them as cannon fodder.

  Eternal Life will pay such a small amount of money, but it is not enough to save your life! Very good, so from now on, this war will change from taking money to do business to personal grievances!

  To open the brains of a few immortal fanatics without overnight, it is really impossible to get rid of the bad breath in my heart!

   "Look, a lonely old man, who doesn't sleep at night, is using his hands to dispel loneliness. It's so pitiful."

  With a teasing voice, it sounded from the warehouse door.

  Rogge, who was disassembling an attacker robot, replied without looking up:

   "Are you cool? Having fun with ladies on a motorcycle, it’s a good experience, right?"

   "It is said that it is spiritual practice. Don't express opinions about things you don't understand, okay?"

  Wearing a wasteland-style vest, loose trousers and combat boots, Lao Jiang approached the warehouse while breathing out smoke rings. He walked to Rogge's workbench and glanced at the robot that was disassembled into parts.

   frowned and said:

   "This thing is different from what I imagined."

   "Yes, it's different. Not only you haven't seen it, but I haven't seen it."

  Rogge shook the oil from his fingers, picked up a mechanical head from his hand, placed it in front of him, took up a small impact drill, and made a stab at Jiang Xia.

Say:

   "Help me hold it down, I want to see its data core module. These things are too strange, such a high degree of bionic design, I have an ominous premonition."

  Jiang Xia stretched out his left hand, and the mechanical fingers exposed to the light moved a little bit with precision, buckling the head-sized mechanical head in front of him.

  The artistic cells of the Immortal Club seem to be quite adequate.

  The mechanical design of this helmet, especially the Y-shaped information radar operating groove, reminded Jiang Xia of some familiar memories.

   "buzzing"

  With the small impact drill around the skull, with a rather sophisticated technique, a few hidden adaptive screws were removed, and the energy ring was carefully removed.

  As Lao Jiang's fingers pressed hard and clicked, the helmet-shaped mechanical head was opened from the center.

  This made Lao Jiang a little surprised. He originally thought that the head was integrated, but he didn't expect that the cool helmet outside was really a protective shell like a mask.

"what?"

  The moment the internal structure was exposed, Jiang Xia and Rogge exclaimed at the same time.

  There are many internal modules of the mechanical skull, which are very complicated. At first glance, they are high-tech products. Various modules and data lines are arranged in the skull in a very precise way.

  But there should be a central data processing core, but there are no common chips and sockets. Instead, it is a semi-elliptical black box like a cut egg.

  The familiar shape made Rogge's eyes narrowed.

  He glanced at Jiang Xia, the latter's face was not good, obviously he probably guessed what this thing was.

   "click"

  Rogge took a rough action and pulled the black box out of his skull. The dense black data fiber connected below was also roughly torn off.

  Jiang Xia picked up a wrench, sprayed out a wisp of smoke, and tapped it lightly, making the sound of metal collision and the sound of internal liquid vibrating.

  In the warehouse late at night, the unknown premonition in the hearts of the two men grew stronger.

   "Are you coming? Or am I coming?"

  Boss Jiang’s left index finger sprayed a ray of blue plasma cutting flames. He glanced at Roger, who pursed his mouth and took a step back.

   made a "please" gesture.

   "buzzing"

  With the plasma flame, sliding along the edge of the completely sealed black box bit by bit, Rogge also fumbled out a cigarette and held it to his mouth.

  He sits in a chair and stares intently at the box being opened.

  One minute later, as the inner layer of the box was also cut, a strong smell, much like formalin, poured out of it.

  Jiang Xia pulls the cut iron pieces apart like opening a can.

   glanced inside, then shook his head, turned it over, and gave Rogge a look.

"boom"

  The fist of the black fox slammed on the workbench.

   represents the anger and unwillingness of this wasteland biologist, while Jiang Xia shrugged, waiting for Roger, a professional, to summarize.

  After several minutes of silence, Roger sighed.

  He took off the rubber gloves on his hands and said to Jiang Xia a little irritably:

  "The good news is that Emma hasn't completed the soul coding project. These ‘executors’ are just experimentation."

  "The bad news is that although she has not yet overcome the seamless conversion of human brain nerve signals and mechanical data signals, she has completed the subject in a very cunning way.

  This ambush is obviously a new weapon test.

  She has got the data she needs.

  If we don’t speed up, she will probably start mass production of "executors". "

   "I only have one question."

  Jiang Xia threw the cigarette **** on the ground, trampled it out, raised her head and looked at Roger.

Say;

  "How many people are there now in Free Citizen City?"

   "Five hundred and seventy thousand."

  Rogge pursed his lips and said:

  "Excluding children with unsound thinking and old people whose brains are already aging, it is conservatively estimated that Emma can find at least 450,000 qualified people."

"Snapped"

  Lao Jiang snapped his fingers and said to Roger in a relaxed tone:

   "Now, don't say I don't take care of you.

  I stored the star array in your base before, just to prevent this situation. Although the world of the red moon is also very fucked, it is at least better than the situation you are facing now.

  Think about it, Roger.

  Before Emma’s army of 450,000 executors destroyed the wasteland, it is still too late to emigrate to another world. "

  (End of this chapter)