Boom~~~~Boom~~~~~ Huge lightning was raging in the sky, and the lightning was like long snakes swimming in the air. Although it was around 1 o'clock in the afternoon, the weather was already as dark as night.
The ion storm descended on the ruined city again. Counting it, it was already the fourth time in the past month.
All the residents of the ruined city have returned to their houses, turned off all lights and electronic devices, and looked out the window fearfully, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
Most of the power supply in the city has been shut down, and only a small amount of necessary power is transmitted through underground transmission lines. At this point, Chun Yuyan is very grateful for his foresight. Even when the robot labor force is stretched, he has always maintained
Several crab-like engineering robots are used to continuously lay underground lines.
It is these lines that prevent the entire ruined city from losing all energy.
But even so, all high-precision electronic systems, including the Red Queen, were shut down to avoid being destroyed by the huge lightning of the ion storm.
But throughout the ruined city, the shaky figure of the protector robot can still be seen.
[Protect and serve, protect and serve, protect and serve...] The guard-type protector-type robot staggered on the street, repeating this sentence while patrolling.
Even if heavy rain poured down on them, even if lightning exploded on the nearby city's lightning protection system, it would have no effect at all. On their foreheads, a searchlight illuminated the front, making them visible in the ruined city.
The only light that comes.
Amidst the lightning and thunder of the ion storm, this cold voice undoubtedly gave every resident of the ruined city a sense of security and a warmth in their hearts.
Not only that, the computer arrays composed of brain-controlled robots in the universal robot factory are still running, and are not affected by the ion storm at all. In other words, almost all technologies from the world of "Fallout 4" are basically resistant to ion storms.
Storm immunity.
"Fallout 4" technology, which is based on vacuum tube technology, is far better than semiconductor materials in resisting ion storms and electromagnetic pulses. Not to mention that the biggest advantage of various products in the "Fallout 4" world is that they are durable and durable.
The kind that can be used despite hundreds of years of wind and sun.
Of course, it's not just the technology of "Fallout 4". For example, a dangerous experiment is currently underway in the ruins south of the ruined city.
More than a dozen people in raincoats stood in the secret airport in the rain, looking at an AV-49 Wasp combat aircraft in front of them. The leader was Alain Benet, a scientist from the academy, who stared intently at the AV in front of him.
-49 Wasp aircraft, and then said to the person next to him: "Let's take off."
Several people wearing raincoats nearby immediately started to play light signals. The ducted turbine engine of the Wasp aircraft immediately began to accelerate and rotate. The engine sound became louder and louder, but compared to other helicopters, the sound was already very quiet.
, no more than 100 decibels.
Then, the aircraft began to slowly take off, and Alain Benet began to check a vacuum tube computer next to him. The green fonts on the small round screen were constantly refreshing various data.
"100 meters."
"200 meters."
"Keep climbing!"
"400 meters!"
"Atmospheric pressure change detected."
Click! A bolt of lightning struck from not far away! But the Wasp aircraft only shook a bit and continued to climb.
"1000 meters!"
"Already close to the clouds! The positron content in the air has increased to dangerous levels!"
"Stop climbing! Start cruising!" Alain Benet continued to give instructions.
The Wasp aircraft began to accelerate, flew forward, and made a circle.
"The cruising speed is 380 kilometers per hour! Dr. Alan! Now we can confirm that the AV-49 Wasp combat aircraft can be used in ion storms!!" The technician next to him shouted excitedly.
"Immediately report this result to Boss Yan! Then arrange for someone to dismantle the Wasp aircraft! I want to know as soon as possible how the aircraft's electronic system defends against electromagnetic phenomena!" Alan Benet said loudly.
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The scope of the ion storm this time was very huge, not only the ruined city, but also some towns over Torch City were affected. Shajin Town was one of them.
The town shrouded in black clouds fell into darkness and silence. Almost all residents had returned to their houses. Even the town's garrison only huddled in the sentry tower, lazily using telescopes and searchlights to check the surroundings from time to time.
Click! A bolt of lightning flashed across, and in the light of the lightning, a sentry saw only a few black shadows flash past!
He rubbed his eyes and turned the searchlight, but found nothing unusual. So he smiled to himself, sat back on the stool, and crossed his legs.
Click! Another bolt of lightning flashed across. A black figure had appeared behind the sentry at some point! This person should be a woman, wearing a biogel black tight-fitting combat uniform and a ferocious gas respirator.
The mask and lenses still glowed with a faint light blue light.
At this time, the sentry felt something was wrong. He turned around suddenly and was frightened when he saw the black shadow behind him. But then a hand suddenly appeared from behind him and covered his mouth.
The cold dagger was pressed against his throat.
"There is a radio station in Shajin Town. Where is it?" the black figure behind him asked coldly.
The sentry felt the hand covering his mouth loosen, but the dagger on his throat tightened. He quickly whispered: "In the west of the city! West of the city! Follow the road below to the station, and next to it is the Ion Storm.
During this period, the radio station’s transmission tower will be taken back underground.”
"Thank you." After the black shadow finished speaking, he pressed hard on the sentry's arteries, and the sentry immediately passed out.
At this time, the black figure behind the sentry came out from the corner. He was wearing a pig-faced gas mask with red lenses. It was Hank, the current captain of the Wolf Pack. And the black figure before was Bertha.
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At this time, Siyan also came out from the other side, holding a small device in her hand. She pressed the button of the device, and the device immediately emitted a burst of high-frequency sound waves.
All terrains are scanned.
The next second, a swish of white light flashed, and a man wearing a college protective suit appeared here instantly. Without saying much, he helped the sentry from the ground, nodded to Hank, and another swish came out of thin air.
disappeared.
"Don't waste time, this ion storm is our best cover." Hank said in a deep voice.
Four Eyes and Bertha nodded, and the three of them leaned down together, followed the shadows and ran out of the outpost, heading straight for the radio station.
There were no obstacles on the way, and they successfully entered the radio station. There were three staff members on duty inside, but Hank and the others easily dealt with them and knocked them unconscious.
Four Eyes followed suit and pressed the device again. Soon, with a few swish, swish, swish sounds, several people from the academy appeared out of thin air. They also did not say much, and they carried the three knocked unconscious people up in a tacit understanding, and then again
Disappear here via molecular teleportation.
This time, Hank and the others did not leave. Instead, they spread out and carefully guarded the office of the radio station to prevent anyone from entering.
However, in an ion storm, no one would run around full of food. About an hour later, several white lights flashed again, and three people appeared out of thin air in the radio station office - surprisingly they were the three who had been knocked unconscious just now.
Personal!! No matter the appearance, clothing, expression or posture, they are exactly the same as those three people!
The three men came to Hank and reported: "The third-generation synthetics, J6-32, K7-89, and O9-72, report to you, Sir Hank."
Hank nodded, "Okay, I won't go into detail about your performance issues. Just do what you should do. We don't have anything to do here."