Something's wrong with the little monster I picked up

In the dead of night, Lin Jian and his reinforcement team finally arrived at the location they had positioned. Taking advantage of the cover of darkness, they stopped in an open space one kilometer away from Mu Yufeng.

The night wind blew slowly from behind, and Mu Yufeng and the others were downwind from Lin Jian.

Lin Jian's adjutant is adjusting the car audio. According to the experience of the shelter 001 in the past, it is not the goal, but the propaganda is the goal. They always focus on attacking the heart.

Lin Jian pressed the adjutant's hand, the adjutant raised his head suspiciously, Lin Jian shook his head secretively.

The leader's words before the expedition made Lin Jian's heart heavy. It meant that this time, he didn't even want the face of being a soldier.

Lin Jian sighed. He looked through the binoculars. The camp in the distance was shrouded in pitch black night, standing there quietly, like sleeping in a dream that would never wake up.

If they were allowed to die painlessly in their sleep, wouldn't their sins be less serious?

Lin Jian whispered a few words into the adjutant's ear. The adjutant was an uneducated young man who came out to get his qualifications. His eyes were wide open, and disbelief was written all over his face.

"Go quickly, I never repeat my orders twice." Lin Jian turned cold.

The adjutant shivered, opened the door of the passenger seat in a panic, climbed out of the car, stood in front of the car, and gestured to the soldiers behind him:

Everyone put on protective clothing, and the sapper took out the weapon box from the car hidden in the middle of the team.

The leader said that their enemies were best at deceiving the crowd, and Lin Jian and his subordinates were not allowed to listen to a word of the enemy. In order to prevent possible interference from the enemy camp ahead, Lin Jian adopted information silence tactics.

The so-called information silence means abandoning all the means of the information age, turning off everyone's communicators, and passing orders from the command vehicle, all following the oldest gestures and semaphores.The adjutant became an orderly, taking over the function of the communication system of the original command vehicle. Now it seems that he is quite suitable.

The whole team was silent, and there was the rustling of protective clothing. If you didn't listen carefully, it was similar to the sound of tree shadows whirling.

In the middle of Lin Jian's convoy, the door of an ordinary transport vehicle opened. Engineers in full protective clothing jumped out of the vehicle, and carefully lifted out a well-sealed weapon case.

The engineers carefully placed the box on the ground, not daring to bump it in any way. They didn't know what was in the box, but everyone had seen this box in the recruit manual.

Top secret and extremely dangerous.

Lin Jian got off the command vehicle, and he also put on the protective clothing. The engineer was about to open the box when suddenly a gust of wind blew in his face.

"Pause!" Lin Jian quickly stopped.

The wind direction has changed.

Although the leader insisted that the protective clothing issued to them could 100% block the toxicity of the weapon, there was no chance of trial and error in Lin Jian. If there was any problem with the protective clothing, the group of them had to explain it here.

"What's the matter? What are you going to do next?" the adjutant asked under his throat.

"Wait, wait for the wind direction to change back." Lin Jian said.

One kilometer away, in front of the monitor, Mu Yufeng rested his chin and waited for Lin Jian's next move.

The faint blue fluorescence of the screen shone on her face, making her complexion shockingly white.Mu Yufeng made a hand gesture, and a corner of the screen was automatically enlarged, and the box on the ground under Lin Jian's feet clearly occupied most of the screen. With this size and such a guarded posture, Mu Yufeng became more certain that her Guess right.

Mu Yufeng and the others did not have the protective clothing of Lin Jian and the others, and there was no possibility of temporary production. Not to mention that there was no production line in the camp that could produce protective equipment in large quantities. It made them unable to solve the key problem of protective equipment materials.After all, some dangerous chemicals are corrosive, and general protective materials may not be able to withstand them at all.

Mu Yufeng didn't know much about this aspect. Her impression of poison gas warfare was still the exaggerated and funny gas mask in the history book. She didn't know that the way dangerous chemicals can poison the human body can far exceed her imagination.

Mu Yufeng didn't understand, but there was someone around her who understood.

A Ling is a wild person who studies dangerous chemicals. Although she once went astray, she is the only expert in Mu Yufeng's team.

After Mu Yufeng figured out what the secret weapon of Sanctuary 001 was, she urgently exchanged opinions with A Ling. There must be a medium for matter to work. In other words, as long as they can physically isolate them from any contact with poisonous gas way, then the danger is naturally lifted.

This is simple to say, but it is difficult to achieve complete isolation. Mu Yufeng asked Da Baa to synchronize all the information about that weapon that he could find to A Ling, and let A Ling think about that kind of weapon from the battle examples. Weapon Weakness.

To make Vault 001 look like this, there must be some unexpected and unavoidable mechanism of action, and even the so-called "poisonous gas" is not necessarily a gaseous state.

Mu Yufeng didn't know if the team sent by the refuge 001 would carry that kind of weapon. Maybe they thought it was an overkill to attack Mu Yufeng with so many troops, but when Mu Yufeng saw the shape of the box and the group When the soldiers looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, Mu Yufeng knew that he had made the right bet.

She raised her head, facing the stars in the night sky, and slightly raised the corners of her lips.

"Leaders, you really think highly of me." Mu Yufeng chuckled.

One kilometer away, next to the weapon box.

An inconspicuous little thing approached little by little under the darkness of night. Its brown back was no different from the dead branches on the ground. The way of walking on its legs was similar to that of many-legged insects common in nature.

This is a small bionic robot made by Mu Yufeng. Compared with a big guy like Da Baa, this little one that needs remote control by humans is as easy and easy to get as a small educational toy.

A Ling is controlling the small robot. She is holding the handle in her hand and staring at Da Baa to project an image, like a child playing a red and blue machine on TV in peaceful times, but now her game is about all of them. life and death.

Ah Ling's brows were tightly furrowed, and there was a drop of dangling sweat between his brows.Her palms were covered in cold sweat, and she could hear her heart beating faster and faster in her ears.

right here!

The little robot emitted rays from its limbs, and burned a hole in the sealed weapon case in a blind spot that Lin Jian could not see, and then quietly hid in the hole.

In the picture sent back by the camera, the box is covered with shockproof materials, and there is something that looks like an oversized cream gun lying in the middle.

"What can this thing inspire? Cream?" Mu Yufeng blurted out.

A Ling paused, and said to Mu Yufeng with an ugly face, "This should be an air gun."

"There is a kind of... gas, that's how it is inhaled."

When A Ling mentioned "gas", she obviously stuttered, as if she was thinking about how to say the name of that thing gracefully. Mu Yufeng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what A Ling was talking about.

In Mu Yufeng's time, she had also heard about it, and even witnessed it when she was studying, and she had witnessed that stressed students used something like a cream gun to pretend to be laughing. It is essentially a cylinder that can store gas. Mouth spray.

After mankind entered the era of chaos, luxury foods like butter have already withdrawn from the dining tables of ordinary people. Mu Yufeng did not expect that the outrageous usage of cream guns survived. What is this? Is it the result of human nature being squeezed to the extreme?

Most of the people present did not understand what A Ling meant by gas, except for Meng Zhao, who obviously understood, and she gave A Ling a complicated look.

"What are you looking at? I told you I've washed my hands!" A Ling looked irritable.

This is the first time that Ah Ling controls a small robot. She not only has to avoid the eyes of so many people at Lin Jian's side, but also needs to find out the composition of the poisonous gas without causing leakage, and destroy the launcher of the poisonous gas bomb. .

"If you don't believe me, come here!" A Ling gritted her teeth, her chest heaving violently.

"I..." Meng Zhao was at a loss for words for the first time. She probably didn't mean to be offensive as Ah Ling thought, but she didn't know what she was thinking when she glanced at her, so she just kept silent. .

On the monitor, the whole picture of the cream gun appeared in front of everyone's eyes little by little. The little robot walked around the cream gun for a circle. This thing was not slippery, and A Ling didn't know where to start.

When the wind stopped, Lin Jian gave orders to the messengers. The brave soldiers picked up the steel cylinders in the box and gave each other a firm look. They quickly approached Mu Yufeng's camp.

The little robot hangs from the belt of a soldier in heavy protective clothing, oblivious to the dangling pendant from his side.

That's too late!

"I'll do it." Mu Yufeng snatched the handle from A Ling's hand.

She recalled her few experiences of making desserts. Both times she made them for You Ye, and she tasted them both times. She even baked the simplest muffin cake and squeezed a circle of cream on top. Mu Yufeng They can mess up inexplicably, and were ordered by You Ye not to enter the kitchen for the rest of their lives.

She is not good at making desserts, but she is quite good at frying the kitchen. Although she only used the cream gun once, the cream gun was indeed broken after she used it up, and she could no longer spray cream.

If the structure of this thing is really in line with the cream gun, Mu Yufeng has a bold idea.

There is a gasket in the nozzle of the cream gun, and Mu Yufeng accidentally broke the gasket that time, scrapping a bottle of almost brand new cream.

But the position of the gasket is inside the nozzle, and the nozzle needs to be loosened first, but it must not be fully opened, otherwise they will all finish playing without protection.

Mu Yufeng pushed the joystick carefully, and the little robot over there raised his upper body, moved a little bit on the fabric of the protective clothing, and turned to the nozzle exposed outside the soldier's arm, perfectly hiding his figure in the blind spot , and then stretched out two limbs, hugged the nozzle.

Mu Yufeng held his breath, the small robot has its own weight, if the steel cylinder itself is not heavy enough, or the soldier is sensitive enough, he will be able to detect the weight change.

one second...

two seconds...

The soldier didn't respond and was still running.

Mu Yufeng let out a long breath.

The little robot's legs were locked at the joint between the nozzle and the bottle, and it began to twist slowly.

After all, the safety factor of this thing is different from that of a real cream gun. When the poisonous gas is bottled, the nozzle and the bottle body are welded together. place.But the machinery is different, as long as the strength of the material is in place, no matter how hard it is, it can be used.

Mu Yufeng read the angle carefully and silently. This operation was accurate to a few tenths of a degree. A layer of scale was automatically superimposed on the image projected by Daba, and the robot's field of vision was locked at the junction of the nozzle and the bottle body.

The shiny reflective coating on the outer layer of the steel cylinder was distorted, the nozzle and the bottle body were twisted slightly, and Mu Yufeng's little robot leg exploded with tiny cracks, it was overwhelmed.

After all, it was produced by Sanctuary 001, and the material was stronger than Mu Yufeng thought, but there was no turning back when she opened the bow, Mu Yufeng gritted her teeth, as if she could transfer her own strength to that robot.

"Sister!" Ye Zi, who was staring at the screen, screamed.

The steel cylinder made the sound of air leaking in an instant, and at the same time as Ye Zi exclaimed, Mu Yufeng manipulated the handle, and within a thousandth of a second, inserted one leg of the little robot, and pushed it away based on impression. The gasket was connected to the nozzle somewhere, and then the little robot started the self-destruct program, and the metal shell instantly became red and hot.

It welded itself to the cylinder and plugged the hole in the cream gun.

Half a second later, Daba, as the master control system, announced the composition analysis of the contents of the cream gun sent back by the little robot. During that half second, Dabaa's computing power was maximized.

The complex chemical structure of the poisonous gas appeared in front of everyone.

The soldier stopped, and the huge change in temperature finally caught his attention. He raised his hand, looked at the burnt hole on the sleeve of his protective suit suspiciously, and wondered whether the nozzle of the steel cylinder was so complicated in the first place.

A gust of wind blew from behind him, and the leaves rustled. The wind was blowing towards Mu Yufeng, and Lin Jian gave the final order.

put!

The author says:

感谢在2022-03-1709:32:17~2022-03-1823:44:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~