Pablo Vaughn is not a newbie. Before entering the shelter, he was also a well-known... little leader of the Valentino Gang. Vaughn claims to be well-informed and has killed many people in his life.
Several people have seen blood, seen death, carried out several explosions, seen cars blown up into the sky, and blown down several small wooden houses outside the city. They feel that they know what destruction is.
But it was not like this. Vaughn stood frozen at the entrance to the surface, unable to move forward. The wild storm was like a wall, holding Vaughn in place, and the roaring sound was like thunder.
Through the sound insulation layer of the protective suit, his eardrums were buzzing, and he couldn't even hear the alarm sound of the Geiger counter.
According to the information Vaughn obtained, the place they came out of should be the former city hall, but it didn't look like it... Vaughn saw a small triangular piece of ruins left of a building, cast by this wall
The shadow area just covered their exit, forming a safe haven.
Wherever Vaughn could see and step on, there was nothing but sand, gray sand that creaked when he stepped on it.
It wasn't until he was pushed that Vaughn came back to his senses and followed Boris' figure as he took a few difficult steps forward, with a trace of tenacity in his eyes.
Boris took off the suspension frame on his body. This thing is now considered a high-end product from Valentino's shelter. The metal used to make them was originally reserved by scimitars and was used to make a new type of alloy for the gun barrel. The price
It's calculated in grams.
But now, they are just made into this kind of suspension frame that seems to have no technical content. Only the tail end comes with an eight-claw blade that can pop up in all directions to increase its grip after being inserted into the ground.
Boris staggered in the storm and took off his luggage while keeping his body close to the side of the wall. This was not his first time on the surface. He was one of the first people to explore the tunnel.
, but as of today, he is the last one alive among that group of people.
"Be careful! Stay close to the wall and pay attention to the windshield area!" Boris shouted with all his strength, but he doubted how many of the rookies behind him heard this warning.
By digging underground passages, they explored nearly twenty kilometers into the city relatively safely, but going further would require people like them to take risks.
According to the city plan, they only need to build a 'safety belt' less than four hundred meters forward from here to reach the City Hall Station, which was once the Night City subway system. Their ultimate goal is to determine whether there is still available space there.
underground space.
Boris glanced back and saw the man named Vaughan following behind him. He carefully handed the luggage to the other person, then pulled out a hanging rack, inserted it with both hands, and held the hanging rack tightly.
In the central part, feeling the strong wind blowing through the T-shaped metal pole, he turned his head and nodded to Vaughn.
This is what they have trained countless times in the shelter. The person in front fixes the suspension frame, and the person behind ensures that their body is stable and hammers the top of the suspension frame with a shock hammer to hit it deep enough.
The length of the entire suspension frame is only one hundred and fifty centimeters, because if it is longer, people will not be able to exert force. Except for people, no machine can work well in this environment outside.
Vaughn nodded and patted his companion who came behind him. The other party grabbed his waist knowingly, and then Vaughn fiercely picked up the hammer and smashed it towards the top of the suspension frame!
Boris closed his eyes nervously, but fortunately Vaughn didn't make a mistake. He accurately hit the stress point less than one centimeter square at the top of the suspension frame. Due to the storm, any plane that can bear the force will be eventually destroyed.
The weakness of the entire system, so it is made as small as possible.
Under the force of the impact, the suspension frame moved downwards for more than ten centimeters, followed by the second and third blows...
Vaughan squandered all his limited energy in a short period of time. In the end, only a T-shaped head of the entire suspension frame was left exposed. The low height seemed to be only about 30 centimeters. Boris carefully pressed it on
There is a small switch on the side. According to the design, when this switch is pressed, the eight-claw blade at the bottom of the suspension frame will pop up to expand its fixing area.
According to the designer's description and their previous tests, there should be an obvious vibration transmitted to the palm of the hand through the main body of the suspension. However, due to the violent storm, Boris could neither hear other sounds nor feel the suspension itself.
The shock came.
He could only assume that this thing was successful, and then put the carbon nanorope through the rope loop and tied a knot around his waist.
Boris signaled, then continued to walk about two meters forward, took the second suspension frame handed over by his teammates behind him, and fixed one suspension frame to the ground again.
But this time it wasn't Vaughn who stepped forward again. Vaughn fixed his safety belt on the suspension frame instead of the carbon nanorope, and then made a way for the people behind him. He didn't have the strength to continue with the second one.
Wearing a heavy protective suit with a fairing, every movement consumes several times the energy of a normal movement.
The teammate behind him patted his shoulder, then walked forward along the carbon nanorope to Boris, continuing Vaughn's work just now.
Time passed like this, and it took them an hour to fix the four suspension frames and advance the forward distance by about eight meters. During this period, Boris also chose to fix himself in the position of the second suspension frame.
Take a short break, because the fifth root is the real focus of testing them.
The fifth suspension frame will force them out of the shelter of the wind shelter wall, and they will face the raging storm without any protection.
Boris looked at the timer strapped to the inside of his wrist. According to the weather data transmitted from Shelter 0, today is a good day. The average level of violent storms is only level fourteen. At this moment, the wind speed is about 42 meters per hour.
Seconds, it is showing a weakening state.
But no one can guarantee that it will go as predicted by the weather forecast. After all, this storm is called furious. It has always been bad-tempered and may suddenly explode at any time and become more deadly.
Boris prayed that if Tang Jiquan knew better, he would bless the people of Old Night City one more time, and then motioned for everyone to take a break. This was a very risky decision, but Boris was inclined to take a gamble.
Their way of resting is very simple. Find a suitable angle and lean against the wall. The powerful hurricane will naturally press you to the wall. As long as you can ignore the whistling in your ears and the gray color being swept away.
The experience of having gravel crackling against your mask is actually quite interesting.
Almost ten minutes later, Boris suddenly opened his eyes. Not only him, but also Vaughan and the people next to him. The wind weakened!
"I knew I could count on you! Tang Ji, you are a legend!" Boris, regardless of the safety regulations, unbuckled his seat belt, picked up a hanging frame and put it against the wall with each team member, and ran to the end of the team.
In front, he tied the carbon nanorope around his waist again, then took a deep breath and suddenly jumped out of the shelter of the wind shelter wall!
The wild storm almost instantly overturned the man who dared to provoke him, but Boris corrected his position while rolling and crawling, wrapped his whole body around the suspension frame, and used his weight to insert it into the expected position.
!
Boris didn't dare to let go, so he could only yell at the people behind him to find opportunities to 'smash nails'. He didn't know if others could hear him, and if they had the courage to rush forward. He only knew that if he didn't seize the opportunity, then
Humanity will never conquer the surface of the earth again.
They come from the surface and have the natural right to live under the sun. Boris does not want his child to be born in a shelter one day in the future, and become accustomed to the life of the shelter, calling himself a shelter person.
The wild storm tore at the carbon nano-rope around his waist, making Boris wonder whether the drag force from behind was caused by the wind or someone crawling forward along the rope...
when!
A crisp knocking sound penetrated the whistling sound caused by the storm, with a unique trembling feeling of metal, letting Boris know that someone was coming... But he did not dare to lift up, he was afraid that he would fall into the trap as soon as he changed his posture.
Will be overturned by the storm.
However, Boris buried his head and waited for a long time, but did not see a second blow. Obviously, the person responsible for smashing the nails had to bear greater risks, and he failed to fix himself in place!
In fact, this was indeed the case. Vaughn used that momentum to successfully hit the target once, which was a very risky move, because he didn’t even know when he dropped the hammer, whether it was the impact point of the suspension frame or Boris that was hit.
's head.
After that smash, Vaughan was blown down by the storm and rolled several meters in the direction of the wind. He only relied on his safety belt to prevent him from disappearing directly into the hurricane.
The companions behind the wind shelter wall tried their best to pull Vaughn back, while someone else broke through the storm and completed a smash. They practiced thousands of times in the shelter just to make the smash more accurate and powerful.
Now, it’s time to get rewarded. After successive attempts by the forerunners, the fifth suspension frame finally landed on the ground. Like the other suspension frames, only a T-shaped head was left.
Boris made a thumbs-up gesture with difficulty, then crawled on the ground and continued to crawl forward. Vaughn followed him, still holding the sixth suspension frame in his hand.
No matter what his purpose is, at least their interests are the same now, and they must complete this journey first.
When Valentino Vault was trying to complete the connection with Haywood Vault, Vault 97 in the same city was not idle either.
Supervisor Anthony is interrogating a prisoner, a special prisoner.
"Yinvanov Malen, this is the third time we have met." Anthony's hair on his temples looks more white, but his body is still strong and he only wears an unadorned military green training uniform.
, looks much healthier than the young people in his shelter.
"You were imprisoned for committing crimes against humanity. Do you plead guilty?" Anthony continued to ask the same old question.
"I do not plead guilty, Mr. Supervisor." Yinvanov is a taciturn man, his face is expressionless, and he obviously has no remorse for what he has committed.
He is a very special prisoner. He... After living in the shelter for four years, in an unexpected incident where a player came to the body, he communicated with the player within a limited time, and then voluntarily became a prisoner.
A new body, an invisible body that is not on the monitoring list.
If there hadn't been a superhuman under Anonymous who could recall images in the area, they might have missed this gentleman.
"You said that I committed crimes against humanity, but where is the evidence, Mr. Supervisor?" Yinvanov Malen chuckled and said with a mocking look on his face: "You and the forces behind you were destroyed with nuclear bombs.
The whole world has killed billions of human beings, but in turn accuses me of committing crimes against humanity? Isn't this ridiculous?"
"This is a necessary means to prevent mankind from heading towards a more tragic fate, and it has indeed succeeded." Anthony is a pure soldier. He obeys orders and obeys orders. At the same time, he is more willing to choose to believe...the official statement in the face of big rights and wrongs.
"But what's the price?" Yinvanov Malen's smile disappeared, and he looked at Anthony with gloomy eyes: "I am personally very grateful to you, Mr. Supervisor, you are a kind man who saved us all at the last moment.
Refugees were put into the shelter, but I am also a human being, and I also have a family...and they all died outside the shelter door, by the necessary means you said."
"I heard that in the legend of Night City, Tang Ji went from revenge for his wife to becoming violent." Yinvanov Malen said with some excitement: "I can understand him! Of course.
After they are gone, living alone in the world is a kind of torture! Every breath is painful. Every day when I open my eyes, I ask myself why I didn't die outside with them! I am also very angry! So I want to
revenge!"
"Your way of revenge is to surrender to the players and try to bring them back to this world?" Anthony asked calmly.
He will not think about whether what has happened is right or wrong. He only knows that since mankind has paid such a heavy price, it must not fall short.
"That's right! That's it!" Yinwanov laughed and smashed the table hard, but the chains restrained him and prevented him from making more drastic actions: "Since my world no longer exists, then let the whole world
It’s all gone! Don’t even think about getting any useful information from me!”
Anthony just watched with cold eyes. He interrogated this person to obtain more information about the body lurking in the shelter. Before Yinvanov was arrested, she was a very active politician. No one knew how much she had developed.
'Offline'.
The group of refugees he let in because he couldn't bear it caused considerable damage to the ecological environment inside the shelter. This incident is now becoming the reason for the violent bear gang to attack him. A conspiracy is brewing in Shelter 97