Broadcaster Babbitt is repairing his small box truck. The design of this car is not very reasonable. It is about four meters long, but its width and height are two meters, just like some kind of particularly bloated van.
In fact, there is nothing wrong. This car is Mr. Babbitt's "workshop" and his "broadcasting studio." The outermost layer of the car is made of thick steel plates - but to be honest, in this day and age, even cold weapons have to be
I was thinking about how to cut through the alloy plate. This steel plate was just a comfort to my heart. At most, it could only protect me from stray bullets. If I really encountered a real attack, I would die anyway.
There is a sound insulation layer inside the steel plate. Babbitt finally came to a place called the Recycling Station Town to find something - I don’t know if it was the sound insulation layer material of the battleship or the seats from that year, but he at least gave this car
Installed this part.
Then, there is professional radio equipment and a powerful antenna.
In the circle of broadcasters, this thing is a professional tool that is awesome and extremely trendy.
What Babbitt likes most is his car.
It is daytime, and travelers in the wilderness usually stop at this time to bask in the sun to recharge their cars. As a guy who rebels against the government, Babbitt consciously made a camouflage net made of carbon fiber.
Drape it on your car.
He is dismantling two motorcycles and trying to find a way to replace the worn parts of his own car.
A few days ago, Babbitt met a group of green forest teams in the wilderness. In the past three years, green forests have been migrating to this area one after another. It was also a migration team. The leader of the team even had internal achievements, and was not Babbitt at all.
This kind of internal and external skills can be compared to ordinary warriors who are just starting out.
Babbitt thought he was doomed. But those green woods seemed to have a bad habit of playing tricks on their prey. They allowed Babbitt to escape. Babbitt also thought he was doomed. He fled to the road, hoping that the government would be a bit of a deterrent.
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But it is obvious that the protection of human civilization has not yet extended here - at least this is not a mechanism that can guarantee timeliness.
But luckily, Babbitt met a knight who was rushing on the road.
The knight called himself Noname. He defeated those green woods in two or three blows.
Five motorcycles and a small amount of ammunition were also seized in that battle. The hero Nonem generously gave those things to Babbitt. After some exchanges, Babbitt discovered that the two were actually traveling on the same road.
We traveled together for two days.
Last night late at night, Hero Nonem went out on a motorcycle.
Bobbitt was actually quite depressed.
He knew that Hero Nonem was a true knight, and he hoped to learn more from this man of the world - external skills, internal skills, other skills of being a knight, even personal experiences, historical anecdotes, anything would do. But
Heroes all come and go like the wind. He felt that Hero Nonem should say goodbye this time.
At this moment, Babbitt heard the sound of tires.
The broadcaster walked around behind a stone very alertly.
But another voice came almost at the same time: "Brother, you are hiding it very unprofessionally..."
The broadcaster jumped up as soon as he heard the voice: "Hero Nonem!"
"Hero Nonem" - or once again the pseudonym "Nameless" towed an unpowered trailer toward the mountain and said: "Help me, pick this thing up behind the car and tow it for a while."
“It’s easy to talk about...” Babbitt took the trailer and was surprised.
The trailer that Lord Nonem dragged back was small, but it was terribly heavy. Logically speaking, even a solid piece of iron would not be that heavy.
Of course it will be very heavy. This thing is the best part of that team of rangers.
Excluding those damaged in the battle, the remaining dozen or so isotope batteries of the Rangers are here.
In addition, there are about a dozen phonon knife blades, some miniature short-range missiles, and a small number of parts that are difficult to obtain on the ground.
There wasn't much time to go to Xiangshan, so I ran away after a casual search.
More than ten minutes later, a large group of people arrived at the unknown place.
But Xiangshan still threw off the pursuit.
Bobbitt hung the trailer on the back of his car and complained: "My car is a civilian version, and I have never hung such a heavy thing..."
“Do me a favor.” Xiang Shan said.
Bobbitt said: "Master, where is your motorcycle?"
“The ride exploded.”
Bobbitt was silent for a moment: "What?"
“The cavalry exploded.” Xiang Shan’s tone was calm, as if he was telling a fact.
“What kind of riding method can make the motorcycle explode?”
Babbitt put his hand on his forehead: "There is a super-large-capacity metal battery in that motorcycle! It is also a good thing to put in the city. With such a one, even if it encounters continuous cloudy days, you will not be afraid of power outage and starvation... You can even type
What an industry!”
He has been a broadcaster for five or six years, and he has never knocked down such a good metal battery before.
Xiang Shan scratched his head: "But if it explodes, it will explode. Everything has been used to its full potential."
He must kill that group of rangers in the shortest possible time. Twenty minutes at most after they lose contact, the nearest city will use aircraft to drop a group of reinforcements. This "reinforcement" should be an army of more than 300 people.
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The combat logic of cyber martial arts is a little counterintuitive. If the thirty rangers form a formation, they can overwhelmingly suppress the three hundred cybernetic soldiers. But they can kill these thirty rangers at once.
A powerful warrior might be piled to death by those three hundred people.
Xiangshan's martial arts is superb. For him, these thirty rangers can be "thirty one-on-one attacks" or "a group internal attack". However, it is difficult for him to fight in a large area with no room for maneuver.
Facing an army of three hundred men on the plain.
Excessive numbers of people will severely limit his movement space and even his martial arts posture. If the battle time is extended too long, more soldiers will be attracted.
And under the premise that King Agni's old dog is paying personal attention, Xiangshan may not be able to hack a group of soldiers in an instant.
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Xiangshan felt a little heartbroken when he thought about the trophies that had not yet been collected.
But fortunately the most important part is already there.
These batteries, whether you give them away or keep them for your own use as drones, are excellent as spare prosthetics.
This time Xiangshan didn’t hold anything back.
He was able to spare one of those rangers in the underground canyon before because the Earth-Drilling Dragon Society of the Black Valley lineage was nearby. According to the memories left by the Eighth Martial God, this was a group of reliable people. Xiangshan believed that this group of drills
Earth Dragons can perform fair justice, and if any of those Rangers are willing to be reformed, they can also get a chance in that community.
But this condition does not exist here.
Xiangshan recharged each ranger with a knife, then hacked into the large missiles, explosives and other things they carried, and set a countdown.
After giving a ranger a knife in the back of the head, Xiangshan calmly retreated to avoid the excessive survivability of the base man and let a lucky person survive.
Bobbitt was still chattering, saying that you, hero, should not waste time and live well. He waved his hand to Shan and said that he could help him modify the car a little.
The guy was immediately overjoyed and asked if he could record it with his prosthetic eye.
Soon, Xiangshan helped this guy modify the power part of the radio truck.
In the evening, Babbitt began to broadcast
Except for a few industries that have requirements for lighting and visibility, most of today's cyber workers work at night. Most of them have prosthetic eyes that can see at night. Even if their performance is not good in this regard, adding a small light source to their body can help.
It can make up for one or two.
It is more important during the day. If you find a good place to unfold the solar panels during the day, you can meet most of your needs.
Walking around during the day may affect charging.
Bobbitt liked to broadcast at this time. He ran a personal column called "Babbitt's Story Channel". He liked to choose a time period when everyone started to become active. There might be more listeners at this time.
"Babbitt's Story Channel" mainly tells various stories, including fictional works, various historical anecdotes, and rivers and lakes stories.
In Central America, "Bobbitt's Story Channel" is a somewhat famous radio program.
Babbitt also runs some web pages. But this guy is not very good at writing code. The web page he uses to receive funding from listeners has been hacked several times by the government, and the domain name has been changed every time.
Since the radio guest had no fixed address, Babbitt rarely told those long stories, mainly short stories. He especially liked O. Henry and Maupassant. But at this time, most people had no idea about the cultural background of O. Henry and Maupassant.
I don't know anything about it, so Babbitt will rewrite it a little and put the background of the story in this era.
Xiangshan also had some impression of Babbitt.
He actually listened to this guy's broadcast. Just over three years ago.
Three years ago, a broadcaster named Old Crab was inspired by the "Assassination Incident at the Methodist Building" and rushed around Jayhawk City to broadcast the movements of the Sanctuary Army to the fleeing knights. After that, the man named Old Crab
Crab's broadcaster was blown to pieces by a medium-range tactical missile and died heroically.
After that, nearby broadcasters appeared in unison and repeated what the old crab had said during his lifetime.
Mr. Babbitt was one of the first broadcasters to respond.
According to the records that Xiang Shan later saw on the Internet, the broadcasters’ relay spread spread the news throughout most of North America.
This information also played a role during the breakout battle at Taunhai.
Xiang Shan went with this good man partly because there was Green Forest in action nearby.
On the other hand, this is also because Xiang Shanting is curious about the ecology of the "broadcasters" group.
It happened that the broadcaster said he was going to Jayhawk City, so the two of them just went together.