Chapter 182: Power Armor! With a black suitcase!
ββ¦β¦ This is the voice of Boulder City, and now there is a news that the Black Snake mercenary group clashed with local survivors on their mission in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City. Although Commander Prit and his brothers had an absolute advantage in both tactics and equipment, they unfortunately encountered a group of shameless people who bullied the few. β
"The mercenaries stationed near the metro station put up a heroic resistance, but eventually they were drowned by the sea of people. At present, the entrance to the subway station has been controlled by hillbillies in the northern suburbs, and the head of the Preet group and the rest of the people have to retreat into the subway station to find another way out. β
"We will continue to monitor the situation near the Garden Street MRT station, and let's pray for Captain Prit for three seconds that he will come back alive."
Prayer?
Inexistent.
For those who have lost money, it is considered a good idea not to scold this group of fools for three days and three nights.
It's just twelve mercenaries, and they don't necessarily care about that rotten life. Except for the bosses who hired them, no one cared at all whether they lived or died.
The gamblers in Boulder City only care about their money bags, and they can't wait for the dead stars who hurt them to lose money, all of them die outside, and it's better not to come back.
The Twin-tailed Tavern was filled with angry yelling and curses, and even the bartender standing behind the bar couldn't help but slurp at those vicious curses.
It's rare for these gamblers to reach a consensus on the same thing, and they are even bored enough to quarrel over something obvious like "today's beer special, a few glasses of water".
"Damn, get the money back!"
"I can't even beat a group of beggars, it's really a shame for the mercenaries in Boulder City!"
"I seriously suspect that this is a scam by that old bastard of Prit in collusion with the Central Casino! Think about it, what good things can be in the northern suburbs? It's worth their special flight to get there! Renting a plane for a militia regiment is not cheap! β
"Whatever their commission is, don't let me see that idiot in the tavern! I swear, I'll spit in his face! β
"The Central Casino has also degenerated, and actually opened for such a boring thing! They might as well guess the weather the day after tomorrow, at least that's fair! β
People's joys and sorrows are always incompatible.
When the gamblers of Boulder City were cursing the twelve mercenaries of the Black Snake Mercenary Regiment, hoping that they would all be disemboweled by the barbarians, Jerry, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, was trembling and praying that these survivors could let themselves live for the sake of their surrender.
Although the moment he became a mercenary, he had expected such an ending, but it did not mean that he had put life and death aside.
If you can live, no one wants to die.
In the tunnel.
More than a dozen players are standing in front of a corpse, blushing in the face.
"Gan! Whose head is this? β
"My first stab!"
"It's clear that my knife is more deadly!"
"If you contribute, give me the silver coins."
"Fuck off! Everyone is a veteran player with VM, who is missing any contribution! β
Looking at the survivors who were arguing and arguing, Jerry couldn't help but feel inexplicable, completely unable to understand what they were arguing about.
At this moment, Jerry suddenly noticed that the men were looking at him.
ββ¦β¦ Anyway, there's a captive here? β
"You said that if you make up for him, will it be considered a head?"
"The red name is gone, probably useless."
"Yes...... And I remember that the Vault Dweller Handbook said that attacking neutral NPCs would result in a ban on a Neutral NPC, and a maximum sentence of permanent repatriation for attacking a friendly NPC. His markings on the map are gray, presumably after he became a captive and the bounty has been completed? β
"What about the bounty? Which of you received the bounty? β
βemmmβ¦β¦ Maybe it's after the settlement? After all, it used to be like this. β
Although Jerry didn't understand what those people were talking about, the glances that glanced at him from time to time did make him feel a little creepy.
It's like fish on a chopping board.
His life and death depend entirely on the thoughts of these people.
At this moment, a man wearing a blue exoskeleton walked from the direction of the platform.
He had the ridiculously powerful warhammer on his back, but Jerry was certain that he wasn't the one who had blocked almost all of their firepower.
At the same time, Jerry clearly felt that the moment he appeared here, the survivors around him clearly showed a respectful attitude, and even the voices of the heads and ears were much quieter.
Stopped in front of him.
The man asked, looking down at him.
"Where's your captain?"
Jerry swallowed and glanced at the shelter next to him.
"He's already in......"
Chu Guang looked to the side.
There was an open iron door with a no-entry sign on it, and behind it was a straight passage leading to the main entrance of the vault, the iconic cogwheel door that was more than ten centimeters thick.
The entrance to Vault 117, unlike the sunken entrance of Vault 404, is built directly next to the subway tunnel.
Shelters with three-digit serial numbers are "full loop" shelters, and the doors are physically cut off from the outside world when the doors are closed. As long as the thermonuclear fusion reactor continues to generate energy, the shelter facility will be able to operate without any material exchange with the outside world.
Theoretically, if the people inside don't want to come out and lock the door directly, no matter what the people outside do, it's useless. This is a civil air defense facility built to resist a strategic nuclear attack, and its designers have long considered all possible scenarios, including "suffering a nuclear strike with a megaton yield."
Butβ
Vault 117 had apparently been abandoned for many years, and the reactor inside had long since ceased to function, and it was okay to open the door with that backup power supply, and it was impossible to expect a full cycle.
After thinking for two seconds, Chu Guang leaned down and stared at the mercenary's eyes.
"Let him come out."
Jerry nervously moved back an inch.
"It's useless, it's useless for anyone to go, Captain Prit won't listen to me...... He doesn't care if we live or die at all. β
Chu Guang smiled faintly, took out a long nail, and gently placed it on his hand.
It was a bullet from a Gauss rifle - albeit a copy of a forged steel.
The moment he saw the bullet, Jerry's breathing visibly paused for a few seconds.
Chu Guang continued.
"and tell him."
"If he expects to get out of here with a suit of power armor, I'll let him know what the price of stupidity is."
"Of course, if he's scared out and plans to live with this vault for the rest of his life, I can help him. For example, 20 tons of cement were used to completely seal the place. β
"This is my ruins, I can't get it, no one can take the contents with me."
"Of course, if he's smarter, and gets out of it himself with his head in his hands, and explains who your employer isβ"
"I'll spare him a dog's life."
β¦β¦
Commander Prit surrendered.
When he saw the spike in Jerry's hand through the camera, it didn't take much effort to make a choice between surrender or death.
There is no need to hesitate at all.
The reactor has long since been shut down, and the cold fusion battery plugged into the backup power supply is barely enough for a light and a door, not enough for him to hold on here.
Don't say that you will guard this gate until you die of old age.
For a week at most, he would starve to death or die of thirst.
He is just a mercenary who takes money to do things, but he does not have the ideological consciousness of "living and dying with the commission".
The door to the vault slowly opened.
Leaving his weapon at the door of the buffer room, Prit, with his head in his hands, walked out of the door of the shelter under the watchful eyes of a crowd of players.
Looking at Chu Guang standing at the door, he hung his head and said in a low voice.
"I surrender...... We hope you keep your promises. β
"It depends on whether you are honest or not," Chu Guang looked at him and continued, "Say, who is your employer?" β
Prit glanced at the survivors around him, swallowed, and said.
"My lord, we are just mercenaries who pay for our lives, and we are not qualified to meet our employer. The intermediary who sent us the mission was called 'White Shark', including the advance payment and the magnetic card from Vault 117, which he gave us ......"
White sharks?
Chu Guang looked at him and continued.
"What's your commission?"
Pryt: "The employer commissioned us to find a black suitcase, which it said was in the administrator's office at Vault 117. In addition, the employer mentions that there is a power armor here, which is said to be the private collection of the Vault's administrators. However, the intermediary told me that the employer was not sure if it was still here, and only mentioned that if you saw it, remember to bring it with you, and he would give us an extra reward. β
Chu Guang smiled faintly and said, "It seems that your employer is familiar with the situation in this shelter. β
Pratt swallowed and said, "I thought so too...... I had a feeling he might be from Vault 117, but I hadn't seen him yet, and I wasn't even sure if he was in Boulder. β
Chu Guang looked at him and continued to ask.
"Where can I find that white shark?"
"The Pirate's Bay Tavern in Boulder City, he's the boss there, and a lot of mercenaries are there to take jobs." Worried that Chu Guang would not be satisfied with his answer and wanted to live, Pritt continued with a nervous expression, "My lord, we really don't know who the employer is...... But if you'd like to talk to White Shark, I've got you covered. β
Chu Guang smiled faintly.
"I'll find him, of course."
Estimating that he couldn't ask anything crucial from this guy's mouth, Chu Guang asked him to roll over to the other prisoners, and squatted against the wall with his head held with his head held with the other three prisoners of war.
Counting the sniper who was found by the Cow Horse Squad, there were a total of thirteen mercenaries in the Black Snake Mercenary Group, and only four were captured.
The others either died under the indiscriminate guns, or before they could surrender, they were poked into funnels with bayonets by the players in a white-knuckle battle.
As for the player's side, not counting the newcomers who died in the sneak attack, the casualties reached 17 people. Relative to the base of 500 players, this number is not too nerve-wracking.
After the battle of the Legion, the outpost will not be short of active substances for a short time, and these dead little players will be good again three days later.
Chu Guang will dispose of these captives later.
As for now, of course, it is more important to count the loot.
As the manager walked in the direction of Vault 117, the players guarding the door received a notification that the mission had been completed at about the same time.
βgiaoοΌ This! Look at the VM! Holding the tail of the iron pipe rifle, he shook his arm excitedly and said, "37 silver!" We're rich! β
"Huh? I also received it," looked at the VM's Si Si with a look of surprise, "It turns out that as long as you participate, you will have a share, but why do I only have 21 silver ......"
"It must be because Sisi doesn't have a tail to rush fast!"
Glancing at his triumphant tail, Si Si touched his chin thoughtfully.
"Well, maybe...... It's really possible that it's because of this. β
The other side.
Lao Bai, who was wearing heavy armor, walked over to the other three people of the Niu Ma team and said excitedly to his good friends.
"It's cool! That hammer is simply invincible! As soon as the shield wall is opened, no matter whether it is a machine gun or a rifle, no bullets can penetrate it! β
"After all, it's the Administrator's weapon," Ye Shi, who was carrying a sniper rifle on his back, smiled and said, "Lao Bai's armor is worth buying." β
"Hey, if only I could buy it!"
"Don't think about it, that kind of weapon that destroys the balance, even if you can buy eighty percent, it is ridiculously expensive," casually replied to Lao Bai, staring at the head of the VM, and said thoughtfully, "Anyway, the settlement of this mission is quite fast, and I actually have 111 silver here." β
"Already settled? Is it so fast...... No way! It's 144 silver on my side! Looking at the numbers that popped up in the VM, Ye Shi's eyes widened.
Tempest tried to analyze, "Maybe it's because you killed one with a sniper rifle?" I'm 107 silver, about the same as Fang Chang. β
Fang Chang nodded thoughtfully and said.
"Yes, you click on the checklist on the completed task page, which details the source of the rewards for each task. There are two parts to the rewards that I can see here, one is the bounty mission reward, and the other is the battlefield mission reward. β
"For example, for the Sniper we killed before, the bounty and contribution points will be counted towards the bounty task at 25% per person. At the same time, that sniper is a high-threat target, and he also gives us 50 points of battlefield score, which counts towards the battlefield mission. β
A touch of surprise appeared on Ye Shi's face: "I see...... But what about the few red-named elite monsters that were killed later? It's hard to tell who killed it. β
Fang Chang: "Yes, so the few red-named elite monsters killed in team battles are all included in the total income of the battlefield mission, and they are divided according to the battlefield score. For example, if you look at your bounty mission rewards, they are all the same as ours, but the battlefield score is slightly higher than ours, so the benefits are also a little higher than ours. β
The total payout of battlefield missions is varied, and is calculated based on loot and campaign difficulty. Although Wasteland Online does not disclose the specific formula for calculating battlefield benefits, players can still clearly feel the difference.
For example, at the most basic level, the contribution point income of defensive warfare is higher than that of offensive warfare, and the income of credits in offensive warfare is higher than that of defensive warfare. The benefits of fighting legions are higher than those of marauders, and the benefits of fighting people are higher than those of xenos.
Lao Bai said with a look of surprise: "I am 171 silver ...... Cow Pie! Just now, I opened the shield in front of me, and I actually added 50 battlefield points! β
Listening to the discussion of the Niu Ma squad, the players around him all had envious expressions on their faces.
The vast majority of them are 50 silver, and few can reach 70 or even 80 silver, which is the top play of the T2 or even T1 echelon.
Looking at the VM on his arm, the mosquito couldn't help but curse.
βMMPοΌ I'm 111 silver! What about the pit daddy! β
Of these, 100 silver was contributed by the captives!
The mole standing next to him said calmly: "Normal, after all, we really don't have much participation except for picking up people's heads...... But the good news is that I got a pop-up on my side that the mission was completed. β
The mission here is obviously not a bounty quest that everyone has, but a quest to open the passage from the subway station to Vault 117.
Hearing the mole's words, the mosquito that was still complaining before instantly lit up his eyes: "! Dude is awesome! The reward has arrived!? β
"It's arrived, according to what was said, you are four and I are six, and I will divide you now."
As he spoke, the mole stretched out his index finger and tapped twice on the VM, and generously crossed the 1200 silver coins he had just received and crossed 480 silver to the mosquito.
As for the cost, the two have already shared it before.
Looking at the 480 silver received, the mosquito instantly raised his eyebrows, and he couldn't close his mouth with joy.
"Cool! Hahaha, get rich! β
Seeing that the people around him were happy, Zhang Hai, who was holding his buttocks to stop the bleeding, couldn't help but leaned over and asked, "If you don't understand, just ask, is there a reward if there is no VM?" How do you see where the reward is? β
The mosquito glanced at him.
"There's a fart, do you have DPS!"
The mole also laughed.
"Don't think about it, brother, I didn't get the task, there is a yarn reward. This task is not for newcomers to do, so you should follow the wave of experience. β
Zhang Hai: "Gan, it's cold!" Newcomers don't have human rights! β
Patting him on the shoulder, the mole said earnestly: "Be content, everyone has come here like this, not to mention that we have to rely on moving bricks and cutting down trees to praise our contributions at that time." Listen to my advice, hurry up and save up to buy a VM. β
Zhang Hai: "%Β₯#@!" β
The players at the door of the vault were still noisy, and Chu Guang had already passed through the open alloy giant door, and stepped into the interior of Vault 117 with a wrench and another guard.
Stepping on concrete floor tiles, the soles of shoes creak.
Judging by the thick layer of ash on the ground, it had been unvisited for years.
Although the possibility of encountering danger was very small, Chu Guang still held the war hammer in his hand just in case. So far, he has not encountered energy weapons, and the common damage on the wasteland is mainly kinetic energy, while the interception effect of the Nitrogen Shield on small flying items is almost absolute.
Picking up a flyer from the ground for Vault 117, Chu Guang flipped to the back, where a schematic diagram of the structure of Vault was drawn.
"Vault 117 is actually only three floors......"
And it's a lot smaller than Vault 404!
According to the leaflet, the number of reasonable shelters here is between 100~200 people, and Vault 404 has a total of 600 rooms in the three BCD subdivisions on the B2 floor alone.
However, Chu Guang could clearly feel that life in this vault should be much better than that of Vault 404.
The individual rooms here are more than 10 square meters in size, and some even have private bathrooms, which are much better than the pigeon cage-like rooms in Vault 404.
If you want to live here, I'm afraid you have to spend a lot of money!
Directly opposite the main door of the Vault is the maintenance room, which is similar in layout to Vault 404, with a large number of standing cabinets lined up.
Chu Guang opened the cabinet and found that in addition to protective clothing and gas masks, there were also a lot of police equipment inside.
However, most of these police equipment are mainly batons, shields, riot forks, stun guns and body armor, and there are no automatic weapons or pre-war police pistols, let alone a "light cavalry" Type 5 police exoskeleton on his body.
Chu Guang checked the quality of these equipment.
In addition to the fact that the battery of the stun gun is broken and can no longer be used, the quality of the body armor and shield is very good, and the batons and riot forks are not far behind, and it is not at all obvious that these things are more than two hundred years old.
"Body armor should be more reasonable to sell for 200 silver coins, and the shield is ...... If it's cheaper, sell it for 100 silver coins. Looking at the equipment in the maintenance room, Chu Guang touched his chin and pondered.
As for batons and riot forks......
It doesn't make much sense to sell it to players, so it's better to leave it to NPCs as a tool to maintain law and order.
No power armor was found in the maintenance room, and Chu Guang left one guard here to watch, and walked to the buffer room with another person.
After passing through the two gates of the buffer room, you will officially enter the interior of the vault.
The reactor has stalled, leaving only a backup power source plugged into a fusion cell, leaving the vault barely running at minimum power. Facilities such as refrigerators and water purifiers have long been unable to be activated, and even lighting is only activated when people are approaching.
"My lord, I feel that the air conditions here are a bit bad......" The wrench who followed Chu Guang said cautiously, "Otherwise, leave the rest of the exploration to me." β
"Don't worry, I know it."
Chu Guang's index finger tapped at the VM on his arm, and the oxygen content displayed on it was still at a safe value. Although a small amount of ozone appeared in the air, the concentration was very low, not to mention his 14-point physique, even if a normal adult stood here, it would be fine.
The wrench didn't say anything more, but walked in front of Chu Guang loyally.
Instead of taking the elevator, take the secure passage next to the elevator to the deepest part of Vault 117 on Level B3.
Chu Guang clearly felt that the dust here was more than a little thicker than the first layer.
The two of them made it through the corridor to the door of the manager's office.
The doors here are tightly closed.
Chu Guang stretched out his hand and groped for a while on the door, his heart moved, and he took out the magnetic card and pasted it.
The signal light on the door is lit and the alloy door panel opens to one side and is included in the wall.
Looking at the decoration in the office and the power armor displayed on the wall, a trace of envy appeared on Chu Guang's face.
"Damn, why are other managers so rich, but Lao Tzu's shelter is so poor!"
There is a subtle luxury in the minimalist dΓ©cor, and the display cases are filled with the manager's collection during his lifetime, including books and some ornaments.
None of that's the point, though.
The focus is on the power armor with its streamlined armor shell, dark blue livery, and the black case leaning against the desk!
That should be the suitcase that Dr. Principle mentioned!
However, rather than a suitcase, Chu Guang felt that it was more appropriate to describe it as a suitcase. This thing is not small, it is as tall as its calf when laid horizontally.
In addition to this, behind the desk, there is also a skeleton wearing a blue coat. The skeleton's left elbow was propping up the armrest of the chair, and VM had slid from his forearm to the joint.
The moment he met the line of sight with the VM device, a line of light blue pop-ups appeared in Chu Guang's field of vision-
[Mission accomplished!] γ