Knight Rama and Scribe Byron walked into the interrogation room, both of them were somewhat suppressed excitement.↑,

"Yes, I've seen her before." Rama confirmed this again, and he had seen the brown-haired girl from afar in a telescope, impressed by her mechanical prosthesis.

"The technological level shown by her equipment is not even below the large scientific research companies before the war." Byron turned around the girl with interest. He bent down and took out the prosthetic limb from a sample box. The prosthetic limb had been removed, revealing the sophisticated mechanical transmission equipment inside. "The design is very mature and exquisite. I can only think of it as a very cutting-edge non-civilian version of the pre-war biochemical technology system. I heard that MIT in Manhattan is good at manufacturing such equipment, but I don't see any trademarks on it."

"Woman, where did you get this thing?" Rama asked with a frown, "or is it you got it from that person on the East Coast."

"Bah, I designed it myself." Gai Qi spitted, and the two men immediately took two steps back as if they were afraid of being infected by germs.

"You designed it yourself," scribe Byron laughed, "Little girl, don't lie to me. How old are you? How much can you learn in this wasteland? In addition to our Brotherhood of Steel, who else can cultivate talents who are proficient in technology? Don't joke. Now tell us where you picked up this thing, or where did you get this kind of medical treatment?"

The mechanical warlock was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and sat on the stool without saying a word.

"It seems that this lady is unwilling to cooperate well." Rama walked forward and punched the girl in the stomach, but was blocked by a layer of translucent shield.

"Wait, what's this again?" Byron pushed Rama's hand away. He touched it with his hand, but it did not trigger the defense function of the automatic shield. He tried to punch hard, and a translucent force field shield immediately blocked his hand. "Oh my God, this is some kind of artificial force field that can intelligently determine whether there is an external attack. We have studied it for so many years but have not figured out how the refractive power field on the black dragon stealth suit in China. We can only make a substitute like Invisible Boy. However, this is a new force field. Is it related to that country on the Eastern Continent? What's this?

Rama pulled out a laser pistol, aimed at the calves of the mechanic and fired two shots. The high-energy laser shot on the shield, and the energy spread rapidly.

"It seems really interesting." The knight smiled. "It is too dangerous to let people in the wilderness have this high technology. Even if you barbarians have treasures of this technology, they are just used to fight each other. Think carefully with your undeveloped little head, how much time has it taken for our predecessors to develop such technology. In this era of technological decline, have you not realized that you should leave these technologies to future generations and those who are truly qualified to use them to discover them?"

"Ph." The mechanical warlock sneered disdainfully, "Just you, the rich-guarded slaves, are also qualified to talk about science and technology. You are contrary to the spirit of real technicians. You are simply a reactionary robber landlords."

"Haha, tell me the spirit of the technician." Byron looked down at the girl sitting on the stool with tolerance, "I want to know. What messy things have come up with you little brains that are burned by radiation."

"Open source, sharing, and breaking the barriers of technology can only grow through communication. Only free land can develop a vital scientific system. You guys who sealed technology like infectious diseases are simply the medieval church that monopolized knowledge. Only with a torch burning you all, can the flowers of technology be developed on this land."

"Oh, young and innocent little guy." Byron shook his head sadly, "This kind of thought led to great destruction two hundred years ago, and in this wasteland, there are still people who continue to believe in it. The source of infection is not wrong. But technology is not the source of infection, and toxic thoughts are the source of infection that can really kill people. Your thoughts are too dangerous. It seems that we have to deal with this matter seriously."

"Where is that man left?" Rama asked with narrowed eyes.

"We don't know what happened." Byron shrugged. "We were so neat. He wouldn't know what happened. The girl was attacking the mutant creatures on Montenegro at that time. According to common sense, her disappearance must have been caused by the attacks of the mutants on the mountain. How could it be blamed on us? And your analysis report has already written that there are only two people here, she and that man. If we can not drive the senior scribe who claims to be a member of the East Coast Brotherhood and let the elders expel him, then we can accept those combat robot troops. If we want to counterattack NR, then these robot troops will be a great addition to our combat effectiveness."

"You're right." Rama nodded, agreeing with Byron's judgment, "Then, her remaining value is to spit out all the secrets of her high-tech."

"You idiots, wait to collect your body." The mechanic felt very ridiculous about these two people talking in front of her without any hesitation. "You are dead, my boyfriend is very fierce. I bet that he is now standing at your door and ready to attack."

"Haha. I want to know how your man can find our underground fortress." Byron smiled calmly, "Now I'm not afraid to tell you that our fortress is underground, hidden in a very hidden canyon in the Mojave Desert, and only exchanges air with the outside world with large ventilation ducts. In order to avoid the surveillance technology our enemies may have, we will open the artificial sandstorm system every time we patrol and hand over shifts, and cover the entrances and exits of the bunker with abnormal astronomical phenomena. Sandstorms are common in this desert, and if we don't open the inside and outside channels, even if we stand at our door, we will not be able to find our specific location."

As soon as the words were finished, everyone felt a little shocked on their heads.

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Byron and Rama exchanged glances.

Su Jing stood on a canyon land that looked nothing strange. It looked like a desert nature reserve before the war. It was surrounded by dilapidated barbed wire, and only a few old-style houses that looked disrepaired last year stood listlessly in the middle. However, he knew that this was the location of the Mohavie Steel Brotherhood branch.

He closed his eyes and used his perception to feel the flow of air. It is impossible for an underground fortress to completely separate the inside and outside. It requires the circulation of air inside and outside, and a central ventilation system.

There are some well-camouflaged rocks on the sand, and the flow of airflow is not normal in these places.

Su Jing aimed at one of the rocks, switched to the grenade mode of the Friendship Destroyer, and fired a shot. The shielding layer outside was lifted, revealing the rotating fan blade. He directly stuffed the head of the Sky-Cornet toy in his hand into a giant pipe, and then fired three shots to collapse the fan blades and pipes.

This cannot block the fortress in one breath. But at least you can notify the person inside: I'm here.

The signal detection system has received some internal communication, but the interference caused by the blocking nature of the earth is too strong, making it difficult to filter the signal.

“I want an internal topographic map.”

The oscillation sample just now is not enough to analyze the specific structure of the bunker, and can only give you a layout diagram of the ventilation system.

"Then I'll fire a few more shots."

Su Jing aimed at the other suspected vents and pulled the trigger. As soon as he reached halfway, the power of these vents suddenly increased a lot. The large fan hidden around began to start, and the sand in the desert was blown up. After a few dozen seconds, the entire protection park was shrouded in sand and dust, and he was in a state of being unable to see his fingers. The dim sand blocked Su Jing's vision, and the sky became dark and he couldn't see clearly after a few steps.

They have interference system analysis someone is close

"I understand." Su Jing patted the beeping boy on his arm, "I can see what they are doing."

In the artificial storm caused by strong winds, Su Jing's perception was also greatly curbed. He vaguely knew that someone was approaching him and should be wearing power armor with thermal sensing instruments. This group of iron cans may have been angered by him. Very well, that's what he wants.

In the sand and dust, several vague figures were carefully approaching him from behind.

After a while, there was a violent fighting sound in the storm, and the fierce collision between metal could be heard. This sound spread for a long time, and the violent gasping sounds inside the power armor helmet could be heard.

The storm gradually stopped, and then nothing was left on the ground. If you observe carefully, you can still see traces of dragging and traces of violent struggle on the ground.

"Report, we caught the troublemaker outside. He actually tried to fight us with his body. It was ridiculous." In the dilapidated small refuges, several knights in power armor were dragging an unconscious young man, one of them holding the seized toy in his hand. The door of the bunker slowly opened, and then several people slowly walked into the bunker, slowly closing the door, dividing the inside and the outside into two worlds.

The bunker of the Mojave branch of the Iron Brotherhood has been opened in front of Su Jing. It will not be continued
Chapter completed!