"Do you know the phrase 'I'm back from hell'?"

Faced with this problem, Cui Ji was somewhat confused.

"Ah, if you really want to ask me who I said, I really don't know ......"

- Gan.

This time it was Xiang Shan's turn to be stunned.

"Ah, I'm sure the Eighth Valkyrie didn't say that line." Jadel pondered for a moment and gave the answer: "The Eighth Martial God was exposed too early, and he was righteous too early. She was directly shot by King Agnini with a fleet beyond visual range, and did not do anything worth mentioning until her death. ”

"Then, the second martial god must have said it. In his first battle, he used these words to announce his return and issue a declaration of war to the asylumers. ”

"Then, the Eleventh Valkyrie...... Did you say that? ”

Cui Yu nodded: "Yes, yes." It has been circulated on the Internet. ”

Xiang Shan held his forehead.

He was really tired.

It seems that another question has been solved.

The Demon Research Knight said to him, "Congratulations on returning from Hell once again," and the reason has been found.

Gan.

It's true......

I don't know what to say.

Xiang Shan vaguely remembers the lines of what kind of work this is. He had no memory of that work, but he remembered it as imposing.

Probably......

Personality overlay will make similar judgments.

Obviously, the other Valkyrie felt the same way.

This sentence has probably been used too many times, so that in the process of circulation, it has been integrated into the quotations of Wu Zu.

Too......

Xiang Shan really doesn't know how to evaluate it.

- Avoid the use of this line.

He thought to himself.

The single killing king patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, brother, let's go." ”

Xiang Shan nodded and followed him into the "donkey".

Taking advantage of the darkness, the three vehicles set off again.

The young knights, along with Yuki and the little guys, are crowded in the "mules". This vehicle is a little more powerful than the original "Donkey". If necessary, the vehicle carries a slightly better chance of their escape.

And the single kill king and Xiang Shan are prepared inside the donkey.

After advancing for about an hour, the group stopped.

This is also to dissipate heat from the body to avoid detection by satellites.

And Xiang Shan and the single killer king went out to lay out the EMP mines according to the way they had agreed in advance.

This place is far away from the settlement, so there are basically no ordinary people passing by, and there is no need to worry about accidental injury.

In fact, when facing the pursuit of the army, Tiehua was not so good.

Unless Tiehua is spreading in the center of the army, otherwise, the moment Tiehua appears, the army can rely on firepower to cover Tiehua's coverage area.

Especially in the wilderness.

An EMP mine, on the other hand, can create a short-term shield in several areas and disrupt the opponent's chain of command.

If in a life-and-death battle, the distant EMP erupts and disrupts the opponent's command system, then the knight can often pick up a life.

Even if it doesn't detonate in a life-or-death situation, under normal circumstances, this thing can greatly slow down the enemy's march.

The young knights are also helping with some improvised traps.

It's just that every cent of electricity is precious now, so it is not necessary to divide labor, and these young people will choose to sit quietly in the vehicle to save electricity.

Yuki also hugged the little one and sat obediently in the corner.

The direction of the mine to the mountain is relatively far, so it is relatively late.

When he returned to the vehicle, the Single Killer King was already waiting, shaking his head and humming some song.

Launched the vehicle towards the mountain.

The group continued to walk in the predetermined direction.

Ten kilometers further northwest, they would turn northeast to avoid the vigilance of heavenly punishment.

Xiang Shan glanced at Jadel curiously, and said, "My brother is in a good mood?" There will still be a heart to hum. ”

"Uh-huh." Jadel said: "I found a broadcaster with good taste." ”

"Huh?" Xiang Shan rang for a moment: "What's wrong with the Internet now?" ”

"Radio?" Jadel was also stunned: "Brother, haven't you heard of it?" ”

"Broadcasting...... Oh, the radio......"

Xiang Shan nodded.

Only then did he notice that the back of Jadel's head had been resting on the firing port.

Receiving an electromagnetic signal in a place where there is metal on all sides, it really has to be.

In his time, the concept of "radio" still existed. But at the beginning of the twenty-first century, traditional radio has withered.

The "radio" that Xiang Shan is familiar with is not so much a radio program as an "online audio program", or simply "audio".

But he really didn't expect that in this era, the original radio would be able to recover.

But custodian, the broadcasting technology of this era is also different from the past era.

Faced with an environment in which patrons rule everything, radio has also changed.

Today's broadcasters work independently.

Their broadcast antennas are completely contained in the prosthetic body, and they can disguise themselves as normal workers.

But in the dead of night, they show their minions.

Unlike in the past, today's broadcasters don't send signals directly in all directions – in that case, they can quickly locate the location of the broadcaster by comparing the strength of the signal in different areas.

If the broadcaster works like this, the possibility of being killed is too great.

They shoot a directional electromagnetic signal into the sky. This signal cannot penetrate the ionosphere, but is reflected by the ionosphere and then dispersed to the ground.

Of course, this is still not very safe. As long as there are enough receivers for the asylum, the algorithm is accurate enough, and multiple parameters are calculated, the range of suspicion can still be determined in a relatively small area.

After all, "rebellion" is never an easy task.

Broadcasters are chivalrous men who have opened up another propaganda front.

Not everyone can be able to come and go freely in the network built by the asylum.

Not every ordinary person has access to the Internet from time to time – in the vast majority of cases, they are unwittingly and passively connected, controlled by the back door of the prosthetic eye.

And the broadcasters came into being. They are a type of chivalrous warrior - just as in the past there was a distinction between "swordsman" and "swordsman" in martial arts.

"Radio" is their weapon.

Most of their internal strength is not enough to run rampant, and occasionally there are strong external skills, but most of them are only at the level of martial arts students.

But they have been passing on the "fire" from the past – the embers of culture.

Xiang Shan whistled: "Cool." How do you hear it? ”

"Brother, you really don't know anything about what young people like." Jadel shook his head: "Although this is something that has only been established in the last seventy or eighty years. ”

In his heart, Xiang Shan may be an older chivalrous man.

Xiang Shan nodded: "What do you say?" What frequency? I'd like to hear about it too. Quite curious. ”

"This, first of all, go to the next plugin on the Internet......"

"Huh?" Xiang Shan was stunned.

For the first time, he heard that he needed a plug-in to listen to the radio.

"Oh, I can't get online right now. It's okay, I'll just pass it on to you. Jadel said, "Don't think it's." If you think about it, if the electromagnetic signal is lost all the way to the atmosphere, and when it reaches the ionosphere and then reflects back to the ground, how much mass can it have? ”

Xiang Shan nodded: "This is also ......"

"Install a plug-in to ensure that the sound is pre-processed, at least it can express the meaning clearly." Jadel said: "You should have hardware that can accept medium and long wave signals, right?" Don't need to install additional plugins? ”

Xiang Shan nodded.

He quickly installed the plug-in shared by Jadel, and then under the guidance of Jadel, he found the corresponding channel.

According to Jadel, every broadcaster is a potential hero, so they generally have no permanent place to live, hiding from the search of asylum seekers.

And the broadcasting technology they use determines that the scope of their broadcasting is limited.

So what kind of radio you can hear in one place depends on luck.

And these broadcasters are also waiting. If there are seniors who listen to their broadcasts and think that they are a plastic talent, they will often try to contact them and give them a magnetic chain.

In those magnetic chains, there may be internal power that leads to a higher level.

Close your eyes to the mountain.

In the midst of a rustle, he heard a low, hoarse voice singing.

"Die Gedanken sind frei, [Thought is free]

Wer kann sie erraten, [no one can guess it]

Sie Fliehen Vorbei [It slipped by]

wie n?chtliche Schatten.

Kein Mensch kann sie wissen [No one can understand it]"

………………………………………………………………

kein J?ger erschie?en [The hunter can't shoot it either]

Es Bleibet Dabei: [It's always been like this :]

Die Gedanken sind frei! 】

Ich denke was ich will【I think about what I want,】

und was mich beglücket [What makes me happy]

doch alles in der Still ['It all happened in silence']

und wie es sich schicket [as they should be]

Mein Wunsch und Begehren

Kann Niemand Verwehren [No one can suppress]

Es Bleibet Dabei: [It's always been like this :]

Die Gedanken sind frei! 】

A prosthetic body crawls on a small mound. He looked like a worker, with a standard industrial prosthesis, with a torso two meters long, two meters high, and two meters wide, and exceptionally thick hands and feet.

It's no different from the sorters in the recycling station town.

However, on his abdomen, there is also an extra pair of prosthetic hands.

This prosthetic hand is also similar to the civilian hand that Xiangshan used a long time ago and Yuki's grandmother used. Similar model, same rags.

The pair was holding a tin guitar. The guitar strings are made of copper wire.

The guitar itself doesn't sound very good. However, the vibration of the wire is converted into an electrical signal.

These electrical signals will fly up the ionosphere along with his song, where an invisible flower will bloom.

Just through the trumpet-like transmitter on his back.

The broadcaster stood in the moonlight, like a potted plant of metal.