Chapter 390 “Orbital Drift Bottle”
Chapter 390 “Drifting Bottle on Track”
”Sacrifice is inevitable on the road to eternity, and you are not the only one who has sacrificed your life for this.”
”You are a smart girl, but your curiosity has ruined you. In the face of survival and truth, you chose the most insignificant one.”
”Goodbye, don’t blame me.”
”Everything is natural selection.”
”Before the new world comes, sleep peacefully…”
This will be a good dream.
Although the process is a bit painful…
The broken walls covered with cracks are full of crows, and the sunset lengthens the rough and hoarse voice and the shadow of the claws.
It stood in the middle of the street, looking at the dusk falling in the distance, muttering a bunch of words that I don’t know who it is comforting.
The amber pupils shrank slightly, and the focused sight seemed to pass through the burning cloud and fall on a place outside the field of vision.
After a long time, it was satisfied and retracted its sight from a distance.
However, just as it turned around and was about to leave, it met the eyes of a group of people standing at the end of the street.
They were a group of ragged beggars, wearing tattered clothes, holding chains in their hands, and carrying a rifle with a bayonet on their backs.
Amber pupils stared at those people, and a sniff of breath snorted from the muzzle-like nostrils, and the face of Death Claw was full of disdain.
This group of ants who don’t know how to live or die…
At the same time, the battlefield atmosphere group standing opposite was full of excitement on their faces, and they lowered their voices to shout to their subordinates beside them.
”Do as I say, throw the chain on it, whether it hits or not, immediately run to the building next to it…”
”Don’t hesitate, hesitation will be in vain.”
Looking at the huge body rushing like a tank, the battlefield atmosphere group grabbed the chain in their hands and shouted with high fighting spirit. ”
Oli Gei brothers–”
”Just do it!”
Although he didn’t know what Oli Gei meant, Li Ba still shouted it out of fear to cheer himself up, every cell in his body was trembling.
”Ahhhh!”
…
Just as the newly appointed centurion, the battlefield guy, was leading his men to fight the Death Claws, the official website forum in another world was also bustling. ”
The information of Shelter No. 79 has been decrypted. The manager is actually the biggest villain? ! (I paid for it with my life, give me a thumbs up before leaving QAQ)”
After going offline, Sisi sorted out all the clues he collected from the “Experimental Log” in this post.
”On December 30, 2169, the fortieth year of the Wasteland Era is about to end. Although many things have happened this year, fortunately our experiments are still continuing.”
”But on this special day, I don’t want to write too much about the experiment. I plan to write some stories about ‘us’, in case I get Alzheimer’s one day and forget our past completely.”
”…Shelter No. 79 was built in 2120, five years before the outbreak of the Doomsday War. The shelter is numbered T in the Human Alliance’s permanent fortification sequence, that is, a research shelter. Its function is not to shelter any residents, but to be a special research facility reserved for extreme situations that may occur after the war.”
”Based on the unreliable assumption of human nature, the idea of the post-war reconstruction committee may fail. Our legacy may not be used to forge a new kingdom of heaven, but instead become a tool for a few to exploit the majority, or even become an obstacle to the revival of civilization.”
”Suppose our civilization regresses to the feudal era, or even the earlier tribal era. What we need is not a steam engine or a heavy machine gun, but a king who can lead us through the darkness and from the wilderness to a new world.”
”He must be strong enough and possess all the great powers in one person. It would be best if he had an almost endless life span, enough to accompany his people through the long river of time and ensure that their ideals never fade. He will sacrifice himself after rebuilding the utopia and return everything to the people who trust him.”
”Although this is just a hypothesis based on assumptions, even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, we should try it if conditions permit.”
”Plan 79 came into being.”
”As one of the alternatives among tens of thousands of shelter plans, the goal here is to give birth to a ‘manager’ with perfect abilities and morals after 120 years of closure. He will lead his people to rebuild our civilization on the surface.”
”A total of 100,000 researchers participated in the plan. We entered the shelter in the first year of the war and woke up from the shelter in the tenth winter after the war ended. We worked step by step under the guidance of the manager.”
”Initially, the plan went smoothly. Without the review and obstruction of the Science and Technology Ethics Committee, we quickly made phased progress. Unfortunately, in the fortieth year of the Wasteland Era, our plan finally encountered an accident.” “The
ice age is coming to an end and is expected to end completely in ten years, which is half a century earlier than the computer calculation results. It also coincides with the death of the first generation of administrators and the transition from the old to the new. Not only did the new generation of residents doubt the correctness of the ‘plan’, but even we, the researchers who first entered the shelter, had debates about whether to continue with this plan.”
”According to the plan, we selected the second administrator from the new generation of residents and gave him the power to choose the future. However, surprisingly, as an opponent of Plan 79, this courageous young leader, just a few months after obtaining the authority of the shelter, changed his previous attitude and became a staunch supporter of Plan 79.”
”Not only that, he adopted a more radical experimental strategy, requiring us to no longer stick to the form of life and the means of experimentation. A large number of clones were put into the experiment. For the sake of efficiency, we even improved the genes of the clones, which resulted in completely different sub-human species. ”
”I vaguely feel that this is not right, but it seems too late to say this now…”
”On June 11, 2178, it seemed to be clear outside, and the damn snow finally stopped!”
”On June 29, 2178, he must be crazy…”
”On July 8, 2178, many people died for that crazy plan. I will probably die soon, but there is no sadness in my heart. Even if those things didn’t happen, my life would be close to the end. Before the last moment came, we had done everything we could, even if we didn’t do everything perfectly. ”
”Maybe as he said, everything is a natural choice.”
”I hope that the next time I wake up, our world will be brand new, and I will be lucky enough to look at the new heaven after being reborn…”
”The above is just the perspective of an ordinary researcher. ”
The logs displayed in the VM are machine translations. I roughly sorted them out and found that the key information should be in the logs from June to July 2178. I will move the original texts to the forum one by one later. If there are any missing clues, please help me find them.”
The post was sent out in less than three minutes.
The comments section was flooded with hundreds of replies, and both players and cloud players started talking about it.
However, there were only a few nutritious replies.
Meat Mountain Big Bun: “We thought you were lost, and we searched for you in that building for a long time.”
Aoao Sesame Paste: “…This is too scary.”
Tail: “Woo woo woo, my Sisi died miserably! Damn…this bastard! I’m going to set fire to his shelter! (;｀O)o”
Canyon Fleeing Mole: “It’s useless. The administrator has absolute authority in the shelter. Even if you successfully bring the tools for arson in…I don’t believe there is no fire extinguisher there anyway. (Slant eyes)” Tail
: “!!!”
Sisi: “Well, I thought so too. There is no point in exposing myself now. It’s better to pretend nothing happened and give it a surprise in the end.” The
most unreal thing about this game is probably the ability to “go off-site”.
Although the NPCs are playing their roles very carefully, it is a pity that they don’t know that there is such a thing as a “game forum” in another world.
That Yongshi would never have thought that the secret he was willing to keep by silencing others has been leaked completely…
Edge Water: “The current known clues are that the ultimate goal of Shelter No. 79 is to cultivate a king with perfect morality and eternal life? But in the end, due to various reasons, the experiment went astray?”
Yaya: “Lifespan is easy to say… How can morality be considered perfect._(:з」∠)”
Irena: “The ‘philosopher king’ in Plato’s works? (Funny)”
Edge Water: “So the experiment failed.” Fang Chang
: “It may not have failed. You can recall what year it is now. (Squinting)”
Edge Water: “2341.”
Edge Water: “Hush, wait! If that Yongshi is the second manager mentioned in the experimental log, doesn’t it mean that the experiment has been successful? ! ”
Fang Chang: “This possibility is very high. Compared with the serum of unknown function, I suggest you find the manager of Shelter No. 79.”
Aoao Zhimahu: “But, the manager’s authority in the shelter is absolute. Even if we find him… we can’t do anything to him, right?”
Fang Chang: “That ‘Yong’ may not be in the shelter. Otherwise, why doesn’t he go and get the serum himself, but put his hope on a group of outsiders full of uncertainties?”
Aoao Zhimahu: “That’s right… The manager has absolute control over the shelter. He must have a reason why he can’t return to the shelter, so he needs the help of outsiders.”
Tail: “Oh oh oh! That’s it! !!!∑(Дノ)ノ” Sisi
: “Emmm… Although I think so, I still suggest that you use the same trick against them and get the serum first.”
Fang Chang: “Well, this is certainly an option, but you must be careful not to let that person snatch the serum away… It’s the only bargaining chip in your hands.”
Edge Floating: “Haha, don’t worry about this! We have more than a hundred awakened ones stationed here, it is impossible for them to be stolen! (grin)”
Sisi: “I am scared of the flag you set. (squinting)”
Big Eyes in Debt: “But who could that Yong be?” ”
Makabazi: “Listening to your discussion, I feel that all the residents of Xiangling Town are suspects… Wasn’t that radio found in the library?”
Just as the players were discussing, Jun Trash, who had been silent, suddenly appeared in the comment area.
”Actually, I was just thinking, is there a possibility…”
”That guy, is actually not a human at all? ”
…
The night is deep.
In the wilderness 70 kilometers away from Qingquan City, 25 fully armed soldiers are advancing along a deserted road.
This used to be a small town, but now it has been abandoned. The concrete road, which has been broken into several sections, is filled with collapsed houses and construction waste on both sides. The
nearest survivor settlement is Garbage City, with a population of about several hundred thousand, but this has nothing to do with the purpose of their trip today. The
abandoned research institute hidden in the town is their goal today. They
stopped.
Lao Bai glanced at the research institute in front from a distance, compared it with the photo on the VM screen, and joked.
”It really doesn’t look like it two centuries ago. ”
Wooden fences covered with blood and minced meat surrounded the walls of the institute. Mutant flies as big as fists were flying around the tips of the wooden stakes, making buzzing sounds. Rats hiding in the corners were gnawing on the leftovers, and occasionally looking up at the wall.
Even predators would never make their nests so dirty and allow themselves to be surrounded by plague and stench.
The creatures living here are obviously not humans, but something else…
”Mutants. ”
Three words suddenly popped out of Kuangfeng’s mouth with his eyes tightly closed.
The four-rotor drone controlled by him through the neural access device has flown over the research institute, and synchronized the aerial footage to the VM of every nearby team member.
On the roof of the research institute, two mutants as strong as calves and with dark green skin were standing next to the guardrail.
Next to them was a flaming iron bucket. They held the leg meat of an unknown animal in their hands, eating heartily and talking in a rough voice.
The way they ate raw meat and drank blood was just like the green-skinned orcs in Warhammer.
Everything here is exactly the same as the mutant tribe that players encountered in the early versions.
The difference is that the mutant is still the mutant, but the player standing here is no longer the newbie of the year.
”Mutants, there’s nothing to say,” Ye Shi loaded the sniper rifle in his hand, pushed in an armor-piercing incendiary bomb for anti-material, and said with a grin, “Let’s just start. ”
If it is a gathering place of survivors, we have to identify the other party and determine whether to adopt a strategy of negotiation or expulsion.
But for mutants, these problems do not exist.
Sending these beasts to hell is what they should do.
Old White looked at Kuangfeng with a serious expression.
”Number of people, direction.”
”Two on the roof, one in the west corner, two in the north garage, one standing next to the oil drum, three next to the window on the second floor… these are the only ones we can see.” Kuangfeng, whose consciousness was integrated with the drone, reported the points calmly and marked the targets on the VM map with red dots.
After confirming the enemy intelligence, Old White made a neat gesture.
After receiving the order, the players following him immediately divided into three teams.
One team was led by Ye Shi to the high slope on the west side of the institute, one team moved to the left side of the institute’s main entrance, and the rest were led by him personally and rushed towards the institute’s main entrance. The
mutants had good eyesight, and their instincts as beasts allowed them to quickly discover the abnormality in the dark.
However, when they realized that a disaster was imminent, everything was too late.
”Fire!”
With Lao Bai’s order, a series of “bang bang bang” explosions came from the west side of the institute.
Six “heavy cavalry guns” spewed out flames at the same time, and six thick tracers shot towards the top floor of the institute like lightning, completely tearing apart the silence of the night.
In front of the 37mm armor-piercing incendiary bomb, the mutant’s sturdy body was like a piece of paper, either being pierced through on the spot or the bullet embedded in the flesh. The
hot magnesium-aluminum alloy sprayed sparks, roasting the flesh and blood into charcoal. The mutant rolling on the ground screamed and screamed, and his dark green face twisted into a ball because of pain.
Without mercy or mercy, Old White led his team into the institute quickly, with the assault rifle in his hand spurting out flames, shooting the mutants who tried to rush up and fight them into sieves.
After breaking through the first line of defense, the players waiting on the left side of the door followed closely and rushed into the institute, circling the side and heading straight to the back of the institute, sweeping every inch of the corner between the wall and the main building of the institute.
From time to time, gunshots like cannons came from the west, and large-caliber armor-piercing incendiary bombs were used to tear the mutants who tried to fight back near the window into pieces.
The battle was not suspenseful at all, and soon turned into a one-sided massacre.
Although they had strong bodies and decent iron pipe rifles and axes, these mutants were obviously no match for these battle-hardened “veterans”.
In less than 20 minutes, the elites of the Burning Legion cleared all the mutants in the entire institute and rescued more than a dozen captives who were imprisoned in the basement and had not yet been “eaten”.
These people were both men and women, the oldest was more than 30 years old, and the youngest was probably only 10 years old.
Judging from their clothes, some of them looked like traveling merchants, and some looked like villagers from nearby settlements.
When they were first rescued, they huddled in the corner of the room, with no light in their lifeless eyes. Although they were still alive, they were no different from dead. It was not
until the shackles were removed that a trace of life was restored in those pairs of lifeless eyes.
”…It’s okay, the mutants here have been cleared out by us, and you are safe now.”
”Thank you…thank you!”
A survivor just got up from the ground and wanted to kneel down tremblingly, but was supported by Old White.
”Don’t thank us. We are soldiers of the Alliance. If you have nowhere to go, you might as well keep going west. When you reach the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, the people there will take you in.” Although
his human language is not very good,
he has memorized this line a long time ago.
”Alliance…” The survivor had a blank expression on his face, but he kept chewing the word in his mouth, as if he wanted to remember it.
”That’s right,” Lao Bai gave the man an encouraging smile and continued, “We are trying to build a society there that is different from other places. If you are tired of living in the wasteland, you can go there and try it.”
After sending the group of survivors out the door, he returned to the institute.
Tomato Scrambled Eggs looked at him and teased him with a smile.
”Okay, the first image ambassador of the Alliance.”
Lao Bai said with a smile.
”You don’t understand, this is called accumulating good luck.”
The administrator always keeps an eye on each of his residents. Loyal behavior can increase the probability of equipment explosion and triggering hidden tasks.
Although there is no conclusive evidence to prove this rumor, it doesn’t hurt to believe it.
Many residents of the Alliance have received their kindness, and those people regard them as heroes.
The NPCs in this game are quite different from other open world games. Even if you don’t save the world, but just do a small good thing, the NPC will remember it for a long time.
Those people will really thank you.
Quitting asked curiously: “By the way, how far are you from 100,000 contribution points?”
Lao Bai: “After this task is completed, it should be almost there.”
”Awesome!” Ye Shi gave a thumbs up and said with emotion, “Everyone is doing the same task, how come your contribution points are rising so fast.”
Lao Bai smiled embarrassedly.
”Maybe a little bit of accumulation will add up to a lot.”
Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes: “Good brother, let me touch the power armor when you change it, hehe.”
”Sure, do you want me to take it off for you to touch, or wear it for you to touch.”
Quitting looked at Lao Bai in surprise, and his expression was like discovering a new world.
”Fuck, when did you become as coquettish as Ye Shi!”
”I was shot even when I was lying down,” Ye Shi rolled his eyes and urged, “Stop talking nonsense and do the task quickly.”
They parachuted all the way here, not to travel.
The group acted separately.
A group of people went to the laser launch unit of the research institute and physically opened the rusted launch hatch.
Another group of people went to the control room on the third floor of the research institute.
Fortunately, the backup generator here still had some power left, so they didn’t need to prepare a generator to charge the capacitor of the laser launch unit.
Old White walked to the console, opened the VM screen, and confirmed the current task.
[Task: Orbital Drift Bottle]
[Introduction: Our war with the Legion has reached a stalemate. Although we have successfully made them mistakenly believe that they are fighting with the Enterprise, it is hard to say how long this deception can last. We need support from the East Coast, and first we have to let them know that their old friend is in trouble. In an emergency, we have to dismantle a satellite. ]
[Requirement: Activate the laser launch unit of the research institute, contact the scientific research satellite in the synchronous orbit directly above, and complete the data transmission. ]
The method of starting the laser launch unit has been listed below the task bar.
They only need to plug the data interface into the console and place the communication balloon.
The rest can be left to the remote operation of the NPC in the shelter.
Looking at Lao Bai plugging the data interface into the console, Ye Shi, who was standing next to him, asked curiously,
”Are you using the satellite as a drifting bottle?”
This is too extravagant.
Kuangfeng stared at the console screen for a while, and suddenly said, “Actually, I’m more curious about how this place can communicate with satellites in synchronous orbit through lasers.”
This technology is a bit too black.
But compared with controlled nuclear fusion, it seems acceptable?
Lao Bai didn’t think too much about it, and said with a laugh.
”Who cares? Who knows what will happen more than 100 years later? You can’t expect Brother Guang to make one for you in reality.”
Kuangfeng’s expression became a little subtle.
It’s hard to say which is more difficult to achieve, a 99.99% real virtual reality game or a laser communication technology spanning 36,000 kilometers. The
reading bar on the console screen is completed.
The launch device in the center of the institute suddenly shot out a beam of light as thick as an arm.
It’s hard to tell what color the light is. Its color is as erratic as its existence itself, with faint red and purple outlines appearing and disappearing.
The beam of light passed through the clouds and pierced into the boundless deep space.
Move to the roof of the institute.
Kuangfeng looked up at the faint light in the sky and muttered.
”…If I were a member of the Legion, I would definitely fire a cannon here.”
Lao Bai smiled and said, “What are you thinking about? This place is more than 200 kilometers away from the airship. What kind of cannonball can reach such a long distance?”
200 kilometers.
That would require tactical missiles.
I heard that the goblin technology is actually researching short-range missiles, but I don’t know how the progress is.
Mosquito never says a reliable word. No matter how many times you ask, it’s almost there.
Although there is a component of necessity, to be honest, the technology tree of the New Alliance is really crooked.
”…That’s true.”
Kuangfeng nodded thoughtfully, his eyes fixed on the beam of light, but his mind was thinking about something else.
Under the influence of the Tyndall effect, the beam of light can be seen from a long distance.
Was it the same 200 years ago?
Or is it because the equipment has been in disrepair for a long time and the output power is unstable, which leads to such obvious scattering and clutter.
But only people who lived 200 years ago know what happened 200 years ago…
”Signal transmission completed… Confirm that the satellite is leaving the channel.” After confirming the progress of the mission through the VM, Lao Bai reached out and pressed the headset, switching to the team member to repeat the order.
Ye Shi asked curiously.
”Can we see the meteor later?”
”Maybe we can see it on the east coast, but it’s hard to see it here…” Lao Bai smiled, reached out to pick up the rifle leaning against the side, and patted his teammate on the shoulder, “The mission is completed, we should withdraw.”
I heard that the scientific expedition team retrieved a lot of interesting things from the data they recovered.
I’ll ask about it when I go back.
…
At the same time, on the Iron Heart.
General McLen standing in the bridge was listening to his men’s report.
The prey that he had been thinking about was still hiding in the urban area of Ruigu City.
But it was gratifying that his dull men finally made a little progress.
With the help of an experienced local hunter, they successfully hung two chains on the body of the Death Claw.
This was certainly not enough to hurt the dead claw, but it was enough to cause it considerable trouble.
According to the hunter, the chains would be like spears stuck in the body of a whale, and the claws of the beast were too long to remove them by themselves.
As long as enough garbage was wrapped around it to restrict its movements, it would not be able to catch prey, and it would be exhausted and fall to the ground sooner or later, leaving them to be slaughtered.
Through continuous offensives, it would weaken the opponent who was far stronger than itself, and finally concentrate its strength to kill with one blow.
This theory seemed to work not only in hunting, but also on the battlefield.
General McClane suddenly became curious about the native hunter.
At this moment, a faint red light suddenly shone through the French window in front of him.
General McClane narrowed his eyes when he caught a hint of abnormality.
However, when he looked carefully, it was pitch black outside the window and he could not see anything.
”Did you see that beam of light?”
Hearing General McClane’s voice, the adjutant standing next to him was slightly stunned, with a blank look on his face.
”Light…?”
Glancing at the blank expression on his adjutant’s face, General McLennan looked away.
”…Nothing.”
Perhaps it was an illusion.
For some reason, he always had a bad feeling in his heart.
It was as if some conspiracy was brewing beyond his sight…
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