Chapter Forty-Eight: The Decisive Battle of the Folkau Institute
"Silver-haired, orange-colored combat suit, name Chris?"
In Loos's hospital, Lin Mu was lying shirtless on the operating table, Los was wiping the potion on his bruised waist, and Old Carl frowned slightly on crutches.
"He has a strange logo on the front of his clothes!"
After thinking for a moment, Lin Mu recalled the sign and said in a deep voice: "It looks like a warning sign, a triangular yellow base map, and there are two crossed swords in the middle!" ”
"My God!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Karl's face changed, and he whispered: "You are really a person who provokes a lot of people, if what you say is right, it should be the man of the iron sword." ”
Lin Mu frowned slightly, and Luo Si also stopped what he was doing and looked over, seeing this, Old Carl began to tell in detail what he knew.
Iron Sword is a mysterious large organization that was active after the catastrophe, and the relationship between them is hostile, as for something more concrete? Old Carl didn't know either.
With only a few rumors that are not known to be true or not, legend has it that Iron Sword occasionally recruits powerful enhancers, and after passing a series of tests, they become new members of Iron Sword and take them to a safe new world.
"About two years ago, I happened to hear that the people of the Iron Sword were divided into ranks according to the color of their clothes, and the lowest were the people in the crimson clothes, and they were at least second-level enhancers. After that, the orange ones are relatively few in number, but each of them is at least a third-level enhancer, and many of them are still fourth-level. ”
After Old Carl's words were finished, Lin Mu's face was ugly. He was sure that he hadn't reached the level 3 enhancer yet, but what he could be sure of was that Chris was definitely a level 4 enhancer.
"Enhancers are very powerful, so every time the strength of the body evolution is raised, our body will evolve by leaps and bounds, and if I were you, I would definitely not want to provoke the person of the Iron Sword."
Old Karl's words were full of exhortation, but Lin Mu could only smile bitterly. Provoke? Where did he provoke any iron sword people, whether it was the people who were hired by Silver City that Boston met, or the silver-haired boy named Chris, who took the initiative to find trouble.
"Here's a picture of your son, he's ......"
Sitting up, Lin Mu put on his sweatshirt and took out the bloodstained photo from his pocket. Although Old Carl hadn't asked anything about his son, Lin Mu couldn't see the anxiety on his face.
"Sure enough, I should have guessed that Mick was a goddamn idiot! What a brainless idiot! ”
After taking the photo, old Carl scolded fiercely, but tears were left in the corners of his eyes, dripping down his wrinkled face. After a long time, he wiped the corners of his eyes and threw the broken blanket in his arms into Lin Mu's arms.
"According to the agreement, this battery belongs to you!"
He bent over, turned and walked out, and when he reached the door, he stopped and said in a low voice: "Boy, don't make a decision that you regret, that's a good girl, but ...... Take care of yourself! ”
Old Carl didn't know the truth of the matter, he didn't know the purpose of Lin Mu's desire to go to the institute, and he didn't know Chris's strange threat.
He only knew that if he was targeted by the Iron Sword man, it was best to find a way to hide, and he should not provoke it again.
**
Early the next morning, Lin Mu left the hotel. Before leaving, he left David enough canned food and compressed biscuits, as agreed, and left the pistol that was no longer in use to David.
Today's Sunset Hammer is a bit lively, the streets are filled with robbery and murder, and even some people dressed as guards join in. Obviously, because of Gavin's death, this place has become a leaderless state.
All the way to the gate of the fence, not even a single person dared to attack the forest curtain. In such a small place, rumors are the fastest thing to circulate, and no one would foolishly try to attack a second-level enhancer.
"It turns out that the other person that guy is talking about is you."
At the gate of the fence, a corpse lay on its back on the ground, with a ridiculous pipe in his mouth and gray hair stained with mud. There was a big hole in his heart, and the heart in it was gone.
After a moment of silence, Lin Mu turned around and found the knife gate on a wooden stake, and pulled down the knife one by one, and the sizzle of electricity passing through the fence gate disappeared. He opened the gate and walked westward under the watchful eyes of many.
Rumble! Rumble!
Finding a no-man's land, Lin Mu took out his motorcycle, twisted the accelerator and began to soar. Facing the icy morning wind, he squinted his eyes on alert as his brain began to think.
The nuclear battery he got from Carl Sr. was so powerful that it could keep the power armor running for at least a month.
The three deathclaws in the research institute only need to be drawn out one by one and solved one by one. With the Power Armor prototypes, he was confident that he could kill them in one-on-one combat.
The crux of the matter is the boy named Chris, and the mysterious organization called Iron Sword behind him.
Why should he or it allow himself to go to the institute? Why does it have to be today?
"Bang!"
A mutant dog burst out of the forest, and when Lin Mu raised his left hand, it was a shot, and the Magnum bullet fired from the muzzle of the Colt python lifted the upper half of its head with strong kinetic energy.
"I'll find out right away!"
Putting the Colt python away, he took a deep breath and stopped thinking about what he couldn't understand. If he wants to get Firina back from being taken away, he has to go to the damn research institute as he originally planned.
The motorcycle flew wildly all the way, carrying a thick layer of dust behind it. Ten kilometers was not a long distance, and it only took him fifteen minutes to reach the grass near the institute.
The entrance to the building was still black, and it was impossible to see what was inside. He half-crouched on the ground and looked around for a moment, but found no deathclaw.
Syllable!
Taking the white bee out of the storage space, Lin Mu placed the nuclear battery into the open card slot. The white bee's streamlined body lit up with a blue light, accompanied by a buzzing start-up sound, and its various parts quickly separated.
As soon as Lin Mu sat down, the various parts of the white bee quickly put together, and his entire body was immediately wrapped in the white bee.
"Drop! The operator is verified! ”
"White Hornet Activated!"
His fingers ached slightly, and the darkness in front of him disappeared, except that he felt that he had become a little taller, and he didn't feel that he was wearing an iron shell on his body at all.
He half-crouched on the ground, staring closely at the research institute in the distance, and suddenly, he saw a conspicuous orange-red outline appear behind the door of the black hole of the research institute,
Thermography?
As soon as this thought rose in his mind, a deathclaw came out of the door of the black hole. The reddish-brown body and hideous head are the second-stage death claws that I saw yesterday.
"Roar!"
Deathclaw spread its arms and let out a deafening roar. Then, on all fours, it scurried towards the forest at a swift pace.
Lin Mu waited in place for about five minutes, and seeing that no second deathclaw followed, the white bee moved violently, rushing into the forest at a speed of more than three meters per second.
The thermal, orange-red silhouette of the deathclaw was just ahead, and it was heading towards what looked like a herd of mutant beasts that looked like two-headed giant rats. Lin Mu followed, quickly approaching the deathclaws in front of him.