Angry voices echoed through the spacious cavities, and even the ripples of the sea at the edge of the square were blown in circles.

The crew members of the Glory Standing on the concrete floor involuntarily stopped, at a loss for a while.

The atmosphere at the scene was a little stiff.

Or embarrassing.

Especially for a few "outsiders" from Vault 404, Sesame Paste looked at Sis for some reason, and the tails of his hands that had nowhere to put them had quietly played with fleshy chest hair.

Sith glanced at the door of the vault, looked at Sesame Paste who cast an inquiring gaze, and shook his head.

"There are no terminals."

"Ah......h

Sesame Paste also had a headache on his face.

But it makes sense.

After all, according to Captain Chen, this was the first entrance to the construction of Vault 70, and it was only retained as a backup entrance after completion, and it was not clear that the gear gate was installed last.

Since it is similar to an escape route, it is not usually used at all, and it does not need to be opened from the outside, and the terminal that is not connected to the security system of the evacuation center is also being cleaned up.

“…… It might be better for them to take care of this kind of thing on their own. The tail with two braids on the flesh's belly interjected in a low voice.

She's agile.

As soon as she came ashore, she saw that there was no place to enter the code in the door.

"I think so too."

Sis nodded, looked not far away, and said meaningfully, "If Vault Clearance had solved all the problems, the problem wouldn't have happened in the first place. ”

She had the privilege of having access to Vault authority at Vault 79.

Because of this, unlike most players who haven't touched the key, she knows very well that it is not a universal wishing machine, and that using it in the wrong place can mess things up.

Perhaps it is for the same reason that the manager will give this key to her who has used the "manager permission experience card".

Facing the closed giant door, Dongwen was silent for a while, and then sighed lightly.

“…… You're right, we really don't deserve your help. ”

As soon as his words fell, a noisy roar poured out of the radio.

"Less in that false introspection! Do you think we'll believe it? ”

"Thankless fellow!"

"Go back where you came from!"

"Even if you fight well, you'd better tear down that coral city, and we'll come out when you're dead!"

"Don't miss us in the future, we don't deserve it, thank you!"

The crew lowered their heads and looked at the submarine Dolphin silently, wanting to go back, but remembering that this submarine was technically Vault 70.

Listening to the continuous noise of the broadcast, Chen Jianhong walked to the side of the cave and fumbled around the wall with a flashlight for a while.

After a few moments, he seemed to have found what he was looking for, stopped fumbling his hands, and roared into the loud radio.

"Enough!"

The square fell silent for a while.

The people in the radio room were obviously stunned, as if they didn't expect that this Captain Chen would attack him.

“…… I don't object to you trying to make the people of Vault 404 laugh at you, but please look down at that coat and ask it, what did our fathers say when they entered the Vault? ”

There seemed to be silence in the square.

No one responded.

However, Chen Jianhong didn't intend to wait for them to answer, but just cleared his throat and read out the gray words carved on the wall word by word.

“…… Thank you for your trust and sacrifice, you are the greatest contributor to our civilization! ”

"I will be grateful, and I will continue to move forward with today's shame and your memory."

"We will always remember what you have endured at this time! I hereby make a vow that your children will live in a beautiful new world in the future! It will be a new era of greater unity than the Age of Prosperity, and it will be greater than all the moments in the history of our civilization! ”

“…… I'm sorry, we can't take everyone, but it's the only option, for all of us to have a bright future. ”

"Are there your ancestors here? Don't worry, I haven't finished reading yet, there's still a long list of ......" said loudly, Chen Jianhong continued to walk along the wall for a while, stretched out his hand to brush away the dust on it, and stared at the wall with a sudden pause.

With a hint of complexity in his pupils, he looked at the door of the vault and read out the words he had just seen.

"From now on, your children will be our children......"

There was silence in the square.

That sentence was like a sharp knife into the hearts of all the inhabitants of Vault 70.

Chen Jianhong was sure that it was definitely not just the dozen or so people gathered in the radio room at this moment.

I spent four months in the Vault, with no bars, no news, just the few entertainment facilities and the slightest palatable food reserves. Like him, they have long been accustomed to life outside, and they can only have ghosts if they can stay inside forever!

Thousands of people in the entire Vault were probably gathered in front of the holographic screen, waiting to see the jokes of the "poor worms".

After a long silence, a light cough came from the radio.

“…… But either way, it's our refuge, and we have the right to decide how to use it. ”

"'We'! The refuge! ”

Chen Jianhong looked at the rectangular gear, repeated the sentence, and then said word by word.

"You touch your chest and tell me out loud who this vault is! Who built it! ”

Silence spreads across the square.

Only the loud roar echoed.

Looking at the silent broadcast, Chen Jianhong slowly spoke.

“…… You all know, you just don't want to think about it. It's okay, I'm also a member of Vault 70, I'll say okay. ”

He reached out to the door of the vault, like a tour guide, to the people standing behind him.

"There is no doubt that the alloy gate was made in the factory of the Prosperous Era. I don't know exactly which factory made the shield, but I'm sure someone cast it, someone polished it, someone put it on rails, someone designed a lock and code for him...... It is a large and tight industrial chain, and the existence of similar to it has built our era of prosperity. Strictly speaking, it is the result of all participants in the entire value chain. ”

"It's not just this door!"

"And the excavator driver who dug up this cave, the designer who designed the functional areas of the vault, the engineer who installed your reactor and light bulbs, and even the miner who drove the mining ship in outer space...... Of course, there are also the teachers who nurture these talents, the doctors who treat them, the parents who raise them, and the countless citizens who contribute sweat, creativity, and taxes. ”

"Tell me where they are now!"

Looking at the indifferent door and the silent broadcast, Chen Jianhong took a deep breath and exhaled the turbidity in his chest and the words he had been holding for a long time.

"If you don't want to say it, let me come, there is no doubt that they are all dead, most of them are dead...... It's obvious. The Vault is designed for the Wasteland Age, but our planet has never been, it's like a spacious and beautiful house, no matter how many people you cram, you won't have a problem when it's good, but once the house collapses, 99% of the people will definitely die! ”

"Some people survived, but their nightmare has only just begun. Never-ending winters, mutated xenomorphs in infection and radiation, and the despair of heaven collapsing. A few live as human beings, and many more are distorted into beasts by the environment...... The number of people who survived could be as little as 1%, or even less, but no one knows? In that case, it's impossible to count this thing! ”

"They survived in Hell until the 50th year of the Wasteland Era, a full 50 years! Survive until they lie down in the grave with their own children, and survive until their grandchildren are just adults! At this time, the nightmare showed a slight sign of an end, but it was not long before new troubles followed. ”

His index finger tapped on the wall where the words were engraved, and Chen Jianhong's tone took on a hint of sarcasm.

"That's what's happening out there, when do we open the door? It's 100 years of the Wasteland Era! It is the 50th anniversary of the completion of the roundabout! Our ancestors promised to let the children of those who remained outside live in heaven, and in the end we lived in their paradise first. ”

"Do you think you're enlightened or colonized from an alien planet?"

"Listening to the stories of my fathers telling the story of the Prosperous Era, my dreams at night are sweet, and I shout the slogan of rebuilding the Prosperous Era, but you know best what you are thinking in your heart! Rebuilding an era of prosperity? Haha, don't try to lie to me! I'm one of you! ”

"The natives must worship us as gods, right? They must be shocked to see the omnipotent black box, right? When they saw the door of the shelter open, they would have knelt down and thanked Dade, right? Just like the poor great-great-grandparents who knelt in front of the door of the sanctuary and begged your ancestors to open the door, now they will kneel in front of the gate and thank us for finally opening the door! Am I right? ”

When he said this, his voice was very soft, like a needle falling to the ground, with which he weaved the dream he had had.

“…… Yes, we have the knowledge of the Age of Prosperity, the machines of the Age of Prosperity, and the black boxes that are designed to be used by baboons who can't read a single word, so that when those baboons eat soil, we can even add a piece of sugar to black tea, and in their eyes are not gods? Should I use 'them' to make it look more like what we're talking about? ”

"A dozen small islands have no future, and they can't rebuild a utopia, so we drove back the survivors who had fled from the shore to the sea and let them develop settlements on the shore. Later, we found out that there was a big problem there, so we called the dead a little twist and turn on the right road, and blamed the natives for being greedy for life and afraid of death, and they deserved that their ancestors could not enter the shelter, so we had to bear the high cost of going to the bottom of the sea to build houses for them. ”

"Now that they are disobedient and no longer grateful, we can't afford to play anymore, shouting like a crying kid to get out, we won't take you to play, and when you are dead, we will come out again, and then come back to build an era of prosperity that belongs only to us."

"It's no wonder that shelters have a maximum number of years of shelter...... I think it's understandable that they're crazy, but you're really crazy hiding in that hole! ”

At the end, he was almost hysterical as if he had changed into a different person.

For a long time, there was only the sound of soft gasps and the echo of the roar in the square. And the previous noisy broadcast, but not a word could be spoken.

That is a fact that no amount of hardship can change, and the refuge is indeed not the refuge of a certain person or a group of people, but the refuge of human civilization.

After being silent for a long time, Chen Jianhong slowly opened his mouth and continued.

"I thought about it for a long time when I was in Dawning City, including when I was on the submarine just now."

"I'm thinking that if my ancestor did come back, it's hard to say whose naivety he would be ashamed of."

At this time, a dull voice came over the radio.

As if to soothe him, the voice was very soft.

"I understand your feelings, but ...... Those things you said are too far away. Two centuries ago, we and those people outside may have been compatriots, but you also have to know that two hundred years later, they may not be the same kind as us. ”

did not feel any comfort from this sentence, Chen Jianhong laughed out loud.

"So the oath made 200 years ago can't be counted, which means that the oath engraved on this wall was a lie from the beginning, right?"

There was a roar of exasperation over the radio.

"Chen Jianhong! Which side are you on! ”

"I'm on the side of humanity! Where are you standing? Humanoid! ”

Fearlessly responding to an angry roar, Chen Jianhong pointed behind him.

"Look at the guys you despise the most, the Federation that looks like a joke to you! It was built on lies for less than 4 months, and no one even pushed it, and it shattered itself! What about you? Can the era of prosperity, rebuilt by a mouth full of lies, last for 4 months? Don't say you haven't gone back yet, do you crazy people have the slightest hope to go back? ”

"What did the other Vaults do when you were stupid?"

Without giving the radio a chance to speak, Chen Jianhong pointed to the side, pointed to the girl with long hair, and repeated the sentence with a deafening roar.

“…… From the moment we step out of the shelter, we are already aware of our mission, and death is just a return for us! Here's what she told me! They told me with their actions! How do you think we got here, waiting for those mutants to drown themselves in the water and sneak in? ”

The topic suddenly led to himself, Si Si couldn't cry or laugh for a while, and he didn't expect that guy to take what he said casually seriously.

But—

Although she said that sentence casually, she really didn't lie.

They are really aware of their mission.

Especially when they ticked the "whether to ......swear under the banner of the People's Federation" in the reservation form, they have already made clear their identity, responsibilities and obligations, as well as the penalties they need to bear for violating various terms.

Death is indeed only a return for them as players, although they can return many times.

As a reward for their bravery, their managers would even pay them a "salary" - through the special channel of the Silver Exchange.

However, regardless of the premise, one thing is an indisputable fact.

The inhabitants of Vault 404 are indeed fearless in front of everyone, always on the front line in both battle and exploration.

Even if most people don't do these things with noble motives, and even if there are a lot of fungi and performance artists mixed in, there is no doubt that what they do is worthy of high praise, regardless of the set of ethical standards.

At least overall, yes.

It is for this reason that the wastelanders who are inspired by them willingly become their followers.

Although the topic was turned to herself, Sisi felt that it was better to quietly play a background board at this time, waiting for the NPC to finish the story.

Fortunately, the captain didn't mean to throw the stubble at her, and there was not even a pause in his voice.

Thinking about it, he knew it very well.

This is Vault 70's own internal affair, and it should not have been interfered with by anyone else......

“…… They brought the survivors together, and what are we doing at this time? The leaks on the ship were repaired more and more, and in the end they couldn't be repaired, and our managers didn't know what to do, so they ran out to find the War Construction Committee, which had been gone for a century and a half! Of course, we're even more stupid than him, and we'd rather go back here and shut the door than face our own people! ”

As he spoke, there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"What a wretch. Aren't you blaming Sun Yuechi for not opening the arsenal for you? Now we've got the keys, take them, go get those weapons! ”

"Let's use the guns made by the ancestors of the survivors outside and wipe out their children one by one! If only that stock was enough! That's sending them to heaven! ”

"It doesn't matter if the people die, go to Borneo Province to grab some real slaves and come back, and let them build that colonial era for you! You don't have to build them a house or give them a bite to eat, they can lick your toes with that disgusting tongue. If you frown when you're unhappy, they'll be able to kill the ones you don't like, even their compatriots! Even neighbors! ”

After a pause, his contemptuous eyes hardened, and he stared intently at the unmoving door of the vault.

“…… As for me, I'm going to stand with people who I think are truly worthy of respect, and I'm going to stand in solidarity with the survivors out there. I believe that my parents will be gratified and proud of my choice at this moment, and not like your fathers, with a lifetime of shame and remorse, leaving jokes on this wall as an epitaph! ”

After finally saying all the words in his heart, he let out a sigh of relief, and turned to walk towards the Dolphin.

It was a pity, but he had to admit that there was not the kind of union he longed for, and perhaps the Enlightenment would be for them.

In fact, the alliance is not the most perfect union.

They also have people who can't be united, and people who can't be united for the time being.

He still remembered the manager telling him that a person who has ideals and does not look at his feet is like burning the hottest coals, and a gust of wind blows them to ashes. He would not ask his supporters to be that kind of person, let alone the slogan of rebuilding an era of prosperity.

In Chen's view, it was more like a humble word, because what they did was worthy of their oath.

They're always ahead of the wastelanders!

And these guys......

Even myself a few months ago was simply cold and hard stone.

Maybe when they first came out, the good people of their ancestors also burned for their ideals, just like the current residents of Vault 404.

But that kind of thing is really too far away.

Even more distant than the vow made two hundred years ago......

Just when he no longer had any hope of convincing these unsalted fellows, the gear embedded in the wall suddenly made a slight click.

It's like a mechanical watch that hasn't been oiled for years and suddenly gets wound up again.

"Ryu—"

With a clanging bang and a deafening roar, the giant gear rolling to one side slowly gave way to the passage behind it.

Chen Jianhong stopped and looked back, a touch of surprise involuntarily appeared on his face.

Hundreds of people stood at the entrance to the passage.

He couldn't see their expressions, but he could feel those eyes on him.

The Adam's apple moved slightly, and Chen Jianhong suddenly felt a throbbing gushing from the depths of his soul, surging from the back of his neck to his eyes.

The stiff muscles of his face twitched slightly, and he grinned at the crowd to keep the expression from appearing on his face.

"Are you here to get the key?"

"Don't be like this, Brother Chen......" Lin Nuo, who was standing at the door, sighed, and his eyes drifted to the side, the wall with words engraved.

"We've finally made up our minds, is that all you want to say to us? It's too hurtful to settle the accounts. Of course, I'm not saying you're wrong, there's no right or wrong thing in the first place. In a word...... Let's save some face, too. ”

The man standing next to him had the same expression, and it seemed that he had snatched the microphone just now.

Coughing again, the man spoke.

"Let's think about how to solve the current problem......

Picking up the pieces may be more troublesome than you think.

But at least they now have like-minded allies.

After a pause, the man glanced at Chen Jianhong, then at the residents of Vault 404 who were standing not far away, and at the crew of the Glorious who were hesitant to return to the submarine.

"In short......"

"Come in and talk."

……

In the sea near Coral City, the rocky seabed is littered with broken branches.

Two giant mechanical crabs lay on the reef, one of them missing three legs, and the other had only three left.

There was a rustle of electricity in the communication channel.

After a long silence, the staccato sound reached the ears of Voldemort.

“…… Model Worker. ”

There was tiredness in the voice, but there was also a hint of unfinished happiness.

It's like after a tense and exciting workout.

Nope-

It's a lot more enjoyable than that.

Not surprisingly, it should be the trump card of the aquatic mutants who were wiped out by them just now.

No matter how you think about it, there are seven or eight hundred elite monsters of level twenty or thirty.

Although the price paid is heavy, isn't this what they are pursuing because they follow Brother Ji?

Blood sacrifice to the god of blood, skull sacrifice to the skull...... Long live the real emperor, of course!

If only the three-day wait had passed a little faster......

Of course, it's better to save a file before you die.

Finally reconnected and looked at the cracked observation window, and the model man shook his groggy head in reply.

"Ah...... I just came back, and I just dropped it. ”

There was silence on the other end of the communication channel for a moment, and then a mockery came.

"Damn...... It's only been an hour to get tired like this? ”

"Shut up." Voldemort rolled his eyes and began to examine the three remaining mechanical legs.

Of the nineteen "king crabs", only two remained, and they were two large remnants.

Looking at the only remaining icons in the list of teammates, Voldemort held back for a while, and couldn't help but curse.

"This armor is also Teterala!"

"Ahem...... Hahahaha! ”

"You're smiling!"

"It's okay to blame the equipment if you can't do it...... Ahem, but one thing to say, this thing is really not as good as it is on land, and the mobility is really a bit uncomfortable. ”

Unlike aquatic mutants, who tend to maneuver in a curve, the "King Crab" mostly maneuvers straight to the ground, and the result is that the surrounding water is running around, which not only gives the opponent a hint of the direction of attack, but also consumes a lot of mechanical energy on the resistance against the current.

In contrast, the elite variants are much more nimble underwater, scurrying around the reef like fish.

Especially when they use underwater rifles, portable torpedo launchers, thermite bombs, and other weapons that can break through the armor of the "king crab", the combat becomes extremely tricky.

Recalling the fierce battle before, Voldemort said with a sigh.

“…… Sure enough, the beach is the main battlefield for the crabs, and it should be good to use this thing for beach landing. ”

Communication Channel: "+1, it's better to have a nitrogen shield or a deflection shield...... Hey, let's go back and brush up on the tasks of the scientific expedition team. ”

Defeat in one or two battles is nothing, and after three days they will only be stronger.

Facing the silence of the deep sea and the corpses floating around, the player sitting in the cockpit suddenly thought of something and asked into the communication channel.

"What are we going to do now?"

The model worker was stunned and a little confused.

"I don't know ......"

There are only two of them left in the team, and although the remaining wreckage has the value of recovery, they will definitely not be able to recover it alone.

The "King Crab" amphibious armor is only a single soldier equipment and does not have the ability to travel long distances.

Relying on these few incomplete legs to run back to the french fries port, I'm afraid I won't be able to run back when the game is open beta.

Just as the model workers were hesitating whether to close themselves on the spot or wait for the submarine Dolphin to come back to retrieve people, the sonar sensor installed on the shell of the king crab suddenly sensed an unusual movement coming from above them.

It was very quiet.

If they weren't close enough, their sonar systems wouldn't be able to pick it up.

Voldemort quickly looked up and saw a submarine approaching slowly from the north.

There was a sound of swallowing saliva in the communication channel.

"That's ......"

Voldemort said in a difficult voice.

"Eighty percent are submarines of the Federation...... Don't move on your stomach and turn off all your devices! ”

When they were on the Dolphin before, they had already listened to the North Island radio.

Not surprisingly, the Northern Federation led by the Charas authorities has been standing with the torch, in other words, the submarine is not here to support the mutants who blockaded this place.

Thinking of this, Voldemort's heart couldn't help but sink.

It's only been a few hours, and the gang has broken free from the initial chaos.

If they hesitate for even an hour while they are in the port of fries, it will probably not be a group of mutants who intercept the Dolphin, but a real attack nuclear fusion-powered submarine!

The two "king crabs" lay motionless in the wreckage and fell into silence.

The submarine had clearly spotted them, and a bright light shone straight above their heads.

Voldemort felt his heart pounding and involuntarily held his breath.

Luckily, the big guy floating not far above them didn't seem to think they were alive, and just searched around and gave up looking.

The sonar system on the opposite side must still be on, and Voldemort did not dare to turn on the engine or communicate with his teammates.

The most important thing he needs to do now is to be quiet and stay here for as long as he can, and pass the news on the official website forum to the tails who may already be in Vault 70.

The submarine seemed to be on guard against something, and hastily turned off its searchlights a short time later, then turned around and headed west.

Just as Voldemort was wondering what the guy was going to do, a slight noise was picked up by his sonar sensor.

The ripple was almost fleeting, as fast as an illusion!

Faintly, looking up at the model worker overhead, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a galloping black shadow, silently passing directly above him.

Then, the shadow slammed into the side of the submarine impartially, and exploded into a blinding fire!

"Boom ——!"

The roar of the explosion swept along with the surging water, blowing him and his only remaining teammates away from a distance of hundreds of meters.

The bewitching fire burned in the depths of the sea, and the sea water near the submarine seemed to be boiled, rolling out large bubbles.

The submarine that had been fired from the side seemed to have a large hole, let out an overwhelmed scream at the inwardly dented armor, and fell downwards on its side when it lost power.

Not willing to fail, it fired two torpedoes in succession into the dark sea.

However, judging from the blast of the blooming fire, it was clear that the two torpedoes had not hit anything, but had only crashed into a steep cliff.

Finally stabilizing the tumbling body, Voldemort looked at the submarine that had been slammed into the seabed, his eyes almost bulging out.

"it?!"

What the heck?

The boss was just brushed out and was seconded?!

Although even if the NPC didn't grab the head, he didn't think about how to brush that kind of boss......

……

"Beautiful!"

At the same time, the tense and solemn atmosphere at the command headquarters of Anle Island was broken by a burst of cheerful applause.

Even Commander Li Minghui, who had always kept his face calm, couldn't help but relax his furrowed eyebrows.

It's not just the fleets of the Northern Federation that have come out of the chaos and gone into battle, but also the fleets of Anle Island.

Rather, compared to the tough guys who pretend to be tough like Charas, they are really good at fighting.

Considering the Torch Church's interest in Coral City, they immediately judged that the Torch Church's ships or mutants might take advantage of the internal turmoil in the Federation fleet, so they decisively dispatched two attack nuclear submarines, "Shark Tooth" and "Polar Region", anchored on Anle Island.

I didn't expect the mutants to see it, but they caught another big fish!

It didn't take long for them to receive a communication signal from near Coral City.

"This is 'Shark Tooth'...... The Cold Night has sunk, and we will continue to be silent. ”

Restraining the excitement in his heart, Li Minghui clenched his fists resting on the command table and replied with a serious expression.

“…… Here is the command we've received! Be careful with their destroyers, and remember, your main objective! That battleship! ”

The Northern Federation has only one nuclear submarine USS Cold Night!

Now the only three remaining submarines are in his hands!

Counting one cruiser and two destroyers, although they still have a huge disparity in military power with the North Island, they have at least regained some advantages.

At the same time, on the other side, in the North Island of the Northern Federation, Charas, who was sitting in the presidential palace, swore his pen on the chart after listening to the report of his subordinates.

"What a shit!"

The Cold Night has been sunk!

The only nuclear submarine in his hand was compensated in the first battle!

While the advantage is still in his hands, this obviously does not bode well.

Looking at his subordinates standing aside with bated breath, Charas yelled and shouted.

"Let the shipyard start work immediately! Don't worry about the cost, give me all the materials I can use! ”

The North Island Shipyard has a batch of unfinished projects, including a destroyer that has already completed the construction of the main frame.

If it's fast, it should be out of port in two months.

As for the raw materials......

At this time, it may be difficult to mine the seabed mineral deposits, but Haiya Province can help them solve some of them.

Charas picked up the ballpoint pen on the table again, propped his hands on the map, and thought with a frown.

Maybe......

He could consider using the North Island's industrial advantages to arm their allies, such as getting the "fishermen" more decent equipment or something.

This seems much more practical than rushing to build a few destroyers.

Looking at the angry president and the blood on the table that had not yet been wiped off, the staff didn't dare to say a word, and straightened his waist and gave a military salute.

"Yes!"