This ion storm lasted for more than 30 hours. When the dark clouds in the sky finally dissipated and the sun shone on the earth again, the residents here finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to come out of their houses in twos and threes to count the ions.
Damage caused by storm.
As a town within the influence of this ion storm, Shajin Town also woke up from its slumber.
An older soldier carrying a GAU-3 assault rifle came to the sentry tower on the edge of the town, opened the door and walked in. He said to the sentry inside who was observing the distance with a telescope: "Okay, Wang Long, don't wait."
Just pretend, okay, okay, go home and find your wife to warm up under the covers!"
The sentry named Wang Long turned around, looked at the veteran, nodded, picked up his GAU-3 assault rifle from the side, walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Lao Zhang, I will too."
Almost tired."
However, at this moment, Lao Zhang's expression changed and he grabbed Wang Long's arm, "Wait a moment!"
Wang Long was walking out when he was pulled by Lao Zhang and his expression suddenly changed slightly. He silently clenched his fist with his other hand, and at the same time he quickly searched for the memories he inherited from his original deity, thinking about where he had any flaws.
I only heard Lao Zhang snort and said earnestly: "Looking at how energetic you are, did you secretly sleep yesterday? Ah! I know that the ion storm shift is very tiring. I have to stare into the darkness for more than a day.
Outside the window, but if our squad leader finds out that you slept during the night shift, you will have to be put in solitary confinement. And you know, after all, we are the sentinels who make a living..."
Wang Long loosened his clenched fists and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, Lao Zhang, I just squinted for 5 minutes at most. I really didn't sleep secretly, it's just that I have been very energetic recently!"
"real?"
“I lied to you, I’m a fucking dog!”
"Okay, okay! I know you are young and energetic, so I am an old man!" Lao Zhang didn't say much, waved his hands, pretended to be angry, and pushed Wang Long out.
Wang Long suddenly turned around and asked meaningfully, "By the way, Lao Zhang, I heard that the wife of Feng Wang, the platoon leader of the 4th platoon, ran away with someone?"
"Did you fucking just find out? Feng Wang is probably drinking alone at home right now! Okay, okay, go back and watch your wife. I'll keep an eye on you here." Lao Zhang began to drive people away.
"Oh... I'm drinking alone..." A sneer flashed across Wang Long's lips.
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In the office of the Shajin Town Radio Station, three figures are busy.
The three people who were originally on duty in the office were following the operating procedures to come outside and start the motor to raise the underground signal transmission tower. However, while raising it, they made some minor modifications to the signal antenna of the transmission tower.
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"Wang Bin! What did you guys do on the antenna!" Suddenly there was a loud shout from outside, and a balding middle-aged man with a somewhat fat figure was seen standing at the door, yelling angrily.
"Oh, Director. There is something wrong with this antenna. We need to repair it." The man named Wang Bin replied, or his real name is J6-32.
"Maintenance is bullshit! All maintenance of antennas must be reported! This is a strategic facility! Come down here! Show me what you have in your hand!" the station director shouted angrily, and then he saw a few pictures scattered on the ground.
The disc, the anger value suddenly reached the full point, and he cursed loudly like a lion: "Which of you has trampled on my disc of "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style"! This is my radio station every day at four o'clock in the afternoon.
set music!”
Wang Bin took out another disc and said: "I plan to replace "The Most Dazzling National Style" with this one, blues."
"Blues NMB!!" The station manager began to curse, "I'm not done with you today! Let's go! Follow me to the guard captain!"
However, Wang Bin's originally frightened expression suddenly turned extremely indifferent, and he said calmly: "Okay, we will handle it according to Special Incident 039."
"What the hell are you talking about?!"
"I mean, you saw something you shouldn't have seen." Wang Bin replied calmly.
Only then did the director feel that something was wrong. He turned around suddenly and wanted to run away, but found that the other two people had arrived beside him without knowing when, sandwiching him on the left and the right.
"You guys! Help... um..." The cry for help was blocked before it could even come out. The director wanted to struggle, but found that the strength of the two people next to him was unimaginable and they couldn't break free at all!
But the station director knew them. These two were obviously so weak that they couldn't even kill a chicken!
In his frightened eyes, he only saw Wang Bin taking out a device and pressing it, followed by a swish sound, a white light flashed, and a person wearing a full-body protective suit appeared out of thin air in front of him. This person looked at the subdued person
The director said coldly: "Have you been exposed? You should make fewer mistakes like this, otherwise it will be fatal! If you still want to return to the ruined city to obtain formal citizenship after completing the mission, then be careful!
"
As soon as he heard about the ruined city, the director immediately understood everything. His body trembled violently like chaff, and he seemed to have understood his solution.
The three people headed by Wang Bin bowed their heads and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, we will be careful. However, this station leader is of great use to us and can be replaced."
"Of course I know." The visitor looked at the director again and said, "Knock him unconscious."
A sharp pain came from the back of his neck, and the director's vision went dark and he fainted.
After a while, he opened his eyes again and found that he had arrived in a strange place. Everything around here was white, clean, tidy, and spotless. The station director had only seen such a place in a GDI promotional video. In Thailand
The Berea Mine spreads all over the yellow zone, and maintaining such a place obviously requires a huge amount of resources.
"This is...the blue zone?" the station director asked with difficulty.
Several people wearing white coats, rubber gloves and masks appeared in front of him. They ignored the director's questions and were just making preparations. One of them said: "Has the synthetic human appearance been finished?
We need to start memory extraction as soon as possible, and the director of the radio station cannot disappear for too long."
"Who are you? Let me go! Let me go!!" The director struggled violently, but found that he was tightly bound by the belt and could not break free at all.
At this time, another person came over. As soon as he saw this person, the director's eyes suddenly widened with fear. He was dumbfounded, and the terror seemed to grab his heart with a big hand, making him unable to speak.
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This person is clearly himself! He is wearing his clothes, and his appearance, figure, and even the hidden birthmark are exactly the same as his! The only difference is that this person's eyes are dull, as if he has no soul.
Then this man who looked exactly like him came to the bed next to him and lay down side by side with him, motionless. The few white coats put a helmet connected with countless wires on the man's head, and a long stick protruded from the helmet.
Steel needle, the white coat came towards him holding the steel needle.
"Don't...don't...don't...help...help ahhhh!!!"
The screams stopped abruptly, and the white coat had already pierced the steel needle from the director's nostrils, straight to the brain! The machine started to operate, and the director's whole body twitched violently like a cramp, and even his belt was rattled.
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The white light flashed again, and the station director appeared out of thin air in the radio station office. He looked at Wang Bin and the three of them and said: "Go ahead, modify the antenna and strengthen the signal transmission strength. This way, our signal can cover
To most areas of Torch City.”
"But now Torch City is undergoing mobilization, and covering it with broadcast signals would violate the regulations." Wang Bin said.
A smile appeared on the corner of the director's mouth, "Then I'll go talk to the guard captain. Aren't he and I old friends?"
"Do you want to replace him?"
"No. The higher the status of a person, the more people follow him, and the bigger the flaw will be after the replacement. Now our existence must be kept absolutely confidential. I know how to deal with the security captain, leave it to me." The station director pointed.
own head, and then put a device for modifying the antenna in Wang Bin's hand.
Then he walked towards the player and stepped on the disc of "The Most Dazzling National Style", but his expression did not change at all. He picked up the blues disc from the table and put it into the player
, the soothing tune of blues suddenly began to spread through the antenna toward the surrounding area of several kilometers.
While enjoying the music with his legs crossed, the station manager said to himself: "We need to ask the headquarters to produce a sound wave signal that matches the style of music here as soon as possible..."