West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center?What a fucking thing?
The beating heart gradually returned to calm. With the light of the burning rod, when he saw the big rusty words clearly, a wave of indescribable disappointment surged in the heart of Blood Axe.
After half a month of life, countless brothers' lives hiked across half of the Nevada desert, he finally arrived here at the risk of death. However, what was placed in front of him was not a NATO nuclear arsenal, but a meteorological observation center.
Even the radiation-resistant scent filled with backpacks is useless...
Fark...
The fist that was pinching the burning rod shook, and after squeezed out this sentence from the cracked lip, the blood axe sniffed hard to the ground, extinguished the flames of the burning rod, found a place next to it, and sat down slowly against the rock wall.
This is impossible... there is obviously no problem, and the delivery address is clearly here.Opened the EP on his left arm, and Blood Axe's eyes stared at the flashing fluorescent screen, looking at the coordinates on the map.
Could it be...
The name of this West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center is just a cover?Actually, it is full of nuclear warheads of various types?
It's not without this possibility.
Unwilling to let my efforts go to waste.
After sitting on the ground and resting for a while, Blood Axe stood up, took out the lighter in his pocket, and re-lit the burning rod in his hand.
After adapting to the orange-red flame, I walked towards the meteorological monitoring center located underground.
The door was open, saving him a lot of trouble.
The empty hall was scattered with pieces of paper and garbage, and the dry ground was covered with a thick layer of dust, just like most buildings that had been abandoned for many years on the wasteland. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.
The silent corridor cannot even see a mutated cockroach, and this situation is quite rare even if it is located more than 100 meters deep underground.
The ventilation system should be normal, probably because the energy-saving mode has been activated.The power system should be kept intact, but I don’t know how long it will last... After looking at the slightest fire in my hand, the Blood Axe walked to an electronic door and stopped, and took out a brown graphene card from his pocket.
This kind of card is sold in many places, with various models of viruses downloaded, specifically cracking electronic locks like this.
Many pre-war facilities that have been in disrepair can be swiped with this card, and whether it is a scavenger or a plunderer, they can be worn on them.
He swiped the card against the infrared scanner and the Blood Axe took two steps back.
However, what surprised him was that the electronic door did not open, but instead a light sound came from the crack of the door, which sounded like it was locked from behind.
The slight sound made the Blood Axe stunned. He had lived for so long, and this was the first time he had failed to make this proven unlock card.
However, this mishap did not disappoint him, but instead made him feel a little excited.
If this is really the West Coast Meteorological Observation Center, there is no reason why the security level is higher than that of Bank of California. He used this card to open the door of the California bank safe.
Throwing the backpack on the ground, the Blood Axe excitedly took out the aluminum heater from it, roughly estimated the thickness of the lower door panel and the required amount, and then stuck it to the lock position.
He grabbed his backpack and ran for about ten meters, and pressed the detonator in his hand.
With a loud bang, the white light burst directly melted the thick metal door and penetrated it, and Mars exploded everywhere.
The blood axe walked forward, kicked the half-covered door panel, and then picked up the rifle and killed it.
Generally speaking, this violent demolition method usually triggers the security system in the building.
However, perhaps because of the disrepair, no one has been maintaining the security system for a long time. After breaking the door, the Blood Axe did not encounter any resistance. It just blasted all the way and advanced deep into the facilities.
Fortunately, he had a lot of aluminum heater in his backpack. Just after the fourth electronic door was blown up by him, he used his shoulder to break open the iron door hanging on the door frame and rushed into a hexagonal hall.
The dry air came to my face, and the sound of the chassis running was whimpering.
The hall is quite empty, with a hanging walkway derived from the main entrance to the center.
There are bottomless abyss on both sides of the aisle, and the same is true when looking upwards.
A giant made of steel rose from the unpredictable abyss and stretched out spiral interlaced cables toward the invisible ceiling. The signal lights arranged on the steel surface flashed in sequence and operated smoothly according to the established procedures.
What's this fucking thing...
Looking at the huge creature blankly, the blood axe slowly pressed down the muzzle in his hand.
The nuclear warhead was not found, but it was found such a big thing.
Intuition told him that this thing should be a supercomputer, and it was a very large one.
I just don’t know why NATO people secretly transported nuclear weapons here, and they were also loaded on the freighter that transported toys. They were contracted to civilian companies to deliver goods along the way...
Forget it, don't care.
Blood Axe shook his head hard, leaving all the entanglement behind.
He vaguely remembers that NAC is buying these novel things everywhere, including spacecraft or other interesting high-tech instruments.
Although no nuclear arsenal was discovered, discovering this thing should be considered a great achievement, at least it was not in vain.
What we need to do now is to find our way out.
The elevator in front of the main entrance has been broken, and now we can only hope that this facility is elsewhere and there are spare emergency evacuation passages.
Thinking of this, he finally glanced at the giant behind him with no idea of what his function was and turned away.
However, the moment he turned around, he felt like he had been immersed in a fixed position, and his steps were frozen in place.
A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the rifle was held in his hand and began to tremble.
Since when, his retreat has been blocked by a group of soldiers.
The soldiers wearing NATO exoskeletons were like painted black ghosts, standing neatly into four rows at the entrance of the hall, with tactical eyepieces flashing with a faint blue light.
Those streamlined rifles, like steel, made the Blood Axe unable to raise the courage to resist.
He had no doubt that if he showed hostility, he would become a corpse in 01 seconds.
At this time, a man in military uniform departed from the crowd.
I saw him looking up at the giant creature, and there was a hint of unspeakable shock and excitement in his pupils as if he was an eagle.
As if he didn't see the blood axe standing there, he walked forward and stood under the chassis, as if he was looking at a miracle left by God, sighing and sighing.
Twenty years have passed, and I finally found it...
Who are you... Blood Axe couldn't help asking.
Finally noticed the Blood Axe. The officer turned around and looked at him like an eagle, making the Blood Axe feel a burst of hair in his heart.
There was no warning, and the pressure on the blood axe suddenly relaxed.
McCarthy, you can call me my Colonel McCarthy, or General McCarthy.The majestic man stretched out his right hand, the breath of the superior from the inside out, and the tone did not hide the awesomeness and indisputability. First of all, on behalf of the American government, I would like to thank you for your contribution to the great rejuvenation cause.When everything is over, I will award you the Medal of Excellent Citizenship.
The blood axe was stunned.
America...Liberty?
If there was no problem with his pre-war memory, it should be a word that dates back to the mid-twentieth century, before NATO upgraded from a military complex to a political complex.
Now when he heard someone say it seriously, he couldn't find any more feelings except for the full sense of weirdness and incongruity...
The beating heart gradually returned to calm. With the light of the burning rod, when he saw the big rusty words clearly, a wave of indescribable disappointment surged in the heart of Blood Axe.
After half a month of life, countless brothers' lives hiked across half of the Nevada desert, he finally arrived here at the risk of death. However, what was placed in front of him was not a NATO nuclear arsenal, but a meteorological observation center.
Even the radiation-resistant scent filled with backpacks is useless...
Fark...
The fist that was pinching the burning rod shook, and after squeezed out this sentence from the cracked lip, the blood axe sniffed hard to the ground, extinguished the flames of the burning rod, found a place next to it, and sat down slowly against the rock wall.
This is impossible... there is obviously no problem, and the delivery address is clearly here.Opened the EP on his left arm, and Blood Axe's eyes stared at the flashing fluorescent screen, looking at the coordinates on the map.
Could it be...
The name of this West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center is just a cover?Actually, it is full of nuclear warheads of various types?
It's not without this possibility.
Unwilling to let my efforts go to waste.
After sitting on the ground and resting for a while, Blood Axe stood up, took out the lighter in his pocket, and re-lit the burning rod in his hand.
After adapting to the orange-red flame, I walked towards the meteorological monitoring center located underground.
The door was open, saving him a lot of trouble.
The empty hall was scattered with pieces of paper and garbage, and the dry ground was covered with a thick layer of dust, just like most buildings that had been abandoned for many years on the wasteland. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.
The silent corridor cannot even see a mutated cockroach, and this situation is quite rare even if it is located more than 100 meters deep underground.
The ventilation system should be normal, probably because the energy-saving mode has been activated.The power system should be kept intact, but I don’t know how long it will last... After looking at the slightest fire in my hand, the Blood Axe walked to an electronic door and stopped, and took out a brown graphene card from his pocket.
This kind of card is sold in many places, with various models of viruses downloaded, specifically cracking electronic locks like this.
Many pre-war facilities that have been in disrepair can be swiped with this card, and whether it is a scavenger or a plunderer, they can be worn on them.
He swiped the card against the infrared scanner and the Blood Axe took two steps back.
However, what surprised him was that the electronic door did not open, but instead a light sound came from the crack of the door, which sounded like it was locked from behind.
The slight sound made the Blood Axe stunned. He had lived for so long, and this was the first time he had failed to make this proven unlock card.
However, this mishap did not disappoint him, but instead made him feel a little excited.
If this is really the West Coast Meteorological Observation Center, there is no reason why the security level is higher than that of Bank of California. He used this card to open the door of the California bank safe.
Throwing the backpack on the ground, the Blood Axe excitedly took out the aluminum heater from it, roughly estimated the thickness of the lower door panel and the required amount, and then stuck it to the lock position.
He grabbed his backpack and ran for about ten meters, and pressed the detonator in his hand.
With a loud bang, the white light burst directly melted the thick metal door and penetrated it, and Mars exploded everywhere.
The blood axe walked forward, kicked the half-covered door panel, and then picked up the rifle and killed it.
Generally speaking, this violent demolition method usually triggers the security system in the building.
However, perhaps because of the disrepair, no one has been maintaining the security system for a long time. After breaking the door, the Blood Axe did not encounter any resistance. It just blasted all the way and advanced deep into the facilities.
Fortunately, he had a lot of aluminum heater in his backpack. Just after the fourth electronic door was blown up by him, he used his shoulder to break open the iron door hanging on the door frame and rushed into a hexagonal hall.
The dry air came to my face, and the sound of the chassis running was whimpering.
The hall is quite empty, with a hanging walkway derived from the main entrance to the center.
There are bottomless abyss on both sides of the aisle, and the same is true when looking upwards.
A giant made of steel rose from the unpredictable abyss and stretched out spiral interlaced cables toward the invisible ceiling. The signal lights arranged on the steel surface flashed in sequence and operated smoothly according to the established procedures.
What's this fucking thing...
Looking at the huge creature blankly, the blood axe slowly pressed down the muzzle in his hand.
The nuclear warhead was not found, but it was found such a big thing.
Intuition told him that this thing should be a supercomputer, and it was a very large one.
I just don’t know why NATO people secretly transported nuclear weapons here, and they were also loaded on the freighter that transported toys. They were contracted to civilian companies to deliver goods along the way...
Forget it, don't care.
Blood Axe shook his head hard, leaving all the entanglement behind.
He vaguely remembers that NAC is buying these novel things everywhere, including spacecraft or other interesting high-tech instruments.
Although no nuclear arsenal was discovered, discovering this thing should be considered a great achievement, at least it was not in vain.
What we need to do now is to find our way out.
The elevator in front of the main entrance has been broken, and now we can only hope that this facility is elsewhere and there are spare emergency evacuation passages.
Thinking of this, he finally glanced at the giant behind him with no idea of what his function was and turned away.
However, the moment he turned around, he felt like he had been immersed in a fixed position, and his steps were frozen in place.
A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the rifle was held in his hand and began to tremble.
Since when, his retreat has been blocked by a group of soldiers.
The soldiers wearing NATO exoskeletons were like painted black ghosts, standing neatly into four rows at the entrance of the hall, with tactical eyepieces flashing with a faint blue light.
Those streamlined rifles, like steel, made the Blood Axe unable to raise the courage to resist.
He had no doubt that if he showed hostility, he would become a corpse in 01 seconds.
At this time, a man in military uniform departed from the crowd.
I saw him looking up at the giant creature, and there was a hint of unspeakable shock and excitement in his pupils as if he was an eagle.
As if he didn't see the blood axe standing there, he walked forward and stood under the chassis, as if he was looking at a miracle left by God, sighing and sighing.
Twenty years have passed, and I finally found it...
Who are you... Blood Axe couldn't help asking.
Finally noticed the Blood Axe. The officer turned around and looked at him like an eagle, making the Blood Axe feel a burst of hair in his heart.
There was no warning, and the pressure on the blood axe suddenly relaxed.
McCarthy, you can call me my Colonel McCarthy, or General McCarthy.The majestic man stretched out his right hand, the breath of the superior from the inside out, and the tone did not hide the awesomeness and indisputability. First of all, on behalf of the American government, I would like to thank you for your contribution to the great rejuvenation cause.When everything is over, I will award you the Medal of Excellent Citizenship.
The blood axe was stunned.
America...Liberty?
If there was no problem with his pre-war memory, it should be a word that dates back to the mid-twentieth century, before NATO upgraded from a military complex to a political complex.
Now when he heard someone say it seriously, he couldn't find any more feelings except for the full sense of weirdness and incongruity...
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