Andy heard the news and felt a little nonsensical. I'm busy with some exciting and great things every day, and it's not surprising to come back to this level for a while, but it's very funny.

"Are there sane ghouls?" Andy thinks back to his past experience, such guys are not uncommon, but they are not uncommon.

Even in New California, there are many such beings living a normal life, but people often don't like them, and even discriminate against them openly and secretly.

All of this eventually leads to the draugr either living in isolation or establishing small settlements of their own race.

There are many reasons for this discrimination, such as the ugly face that scares people to death in the middle of the night, the disgusting body odor, and the overall appearance that closely resembles a mad ghoul..... This is an important reason, the wild ghouls in the wasteland are very much talked about, and many people have been seriously injured by them or even killed by their relatives.

An unconfirmed narrative that has been going on for a long time and has spread far and wide is that all ghouls will one day go berserk.

Some people agree with this statement, even claiming to be witnesses to this phenomenon, and even putting their ideas into action, armed with guns to hunt down the unfurnished ghoul inhabitants.

There are also those who strongly disagree with this statement, especially the ghoul inhabitants, who believe that they are indistinguishable from normal people in personality, and because of their general physical weakness, they can be said to be harmless to humans and animals.

Many of the ghoul dwellers are very old, polite and knowledgeable like the average wastelander, and even more disciplined than many pure humans.

String was arranging his hair caught in the mask, but the tank brain next to him didn't know which nerve had been touched again.

"Needless to say, this guy must be a spy!" His electronic vocalization device shouted the words.

"I have received professional counter-espionage training, and there were always some ghostly guys around the big dome in the past, it must be that the bA people are not dead, we must make corresponding preparations in time to prevent them from sabotage!" Andy was a little speechless when he listened, and these statements were outdated and a bit exaggerated.

The tank brain was aware of this and felt that the other party was underestimating him, so he made even more noise.

"Don't believe it, you don't know how rampant those people were back then, the Hoover Dam was almost blown up by them, and the ......" String snapped his own biochemical gun against the head of the tank.

"Shut up, don't want your expired head to become a melting candle, then give me a quiet moment." The tank brain knew something about the contents of the gun, and immediately trembled and stopped making noise.

String glanced at Andy through the rearview mirror, and the gas mask caused her to look a little scary at this point, Andy certainly knew why she suddenly became excited, so he shrugged his shoulders and said that this was the end of the matter.

But after a while, the strings themselves broke the silence.

"Actually, the possibility of a spy is indeed the greatest...."The tank brain immediately continued to make his rambling ideological remarks, and then was threatened to shut up again.

There was a howl of wild dogs in the distance, it was a familiar sound, and it looked like the convoy was about to reach its destination, the dog town... The most important thing there is is to show its existence with impunity.

"So, where could it be a spy?" Andy thought about it with a frown.

“.... Caesar's Legion? Xian was at a loss for what to do, and even wanted to laugh.

"You're kidding me, aren't you? Caesar's Legion? Haha, you. Andy didn't want to explain to him in detail what the term meant, in fact, he had a feeling that it wouldn't be long before people would face the name and be under a direct pressure that they couldn't hide... On that occasion, Andy was struck by their fearless fighting spirit and terrible discipline.

Even the army of the NcR could not compare to them in this regard, not to mention that in the mouth of the original legion standard-bearer, Andy could understand a behemoth enough to be called a country.

Aside from that, where exactly could the strange ghoul spy belong?

"It won't be someone from NcR." The strings came to another conclusion.

"Since the death of the previous president, the strong woman who was revered as the queen of the NcR, the NcR's racial policy has spiraled out of control..... Especially in places like the military, where the rejection of non-humans like ghouls has become more and more intense, not to mention that the NcR has already completed the exploration of the Great Dome and has no incentive to send people to do so." Andy felt that even if they had lost control of the area and started to send Rangers to re-conduct area reconnaissance, they probably wouldn't be able to do it, and the current tentacles of the NcR have only reverted to re-establishing contact with Dogtown through the main railroad, and this connection is still quite fragile.

It's too fanciful to send a ghoul Ranger deep into the dangerous eastern terrain to do a reconnaissance mission.

"Since it can't be a spy of a big force, it can only be some small force or a strange individual, such as that ghoul is an adventurer or something, relying on his own fear of radiation and wild ghouls so he picks around the pre-war facilities in dangerous areas and wanders."

"Or... He belongs to some team of treasure hunters, or a member of some bandit gang? Andy said, not taking the incident he mentioned seriously.

But the strings disagreed.

"No, Dr. Donald once showed the footage to Dr. Goddard, he still knows something about the military, after all, he has worked with the military for a long time during the eastern expedition.... According to him, the spy's actions were quite professional, and the equipment in his hand was not simple, and this guy had a big problem. "The discussion ended in nothing, because no one could figure out why such a guy would act, this area was too far away from the NcR and its area of control, and they didn't know what forces were here, let alone their motives and strength, and even if they wanted to prevent it, they couldn't talk about it.

............ As the car drove farther and farther, the dome had completely disappeared from view behind it, and in its place, red dust began to appear around it.

It is said that it is dust, these things Andy has carefully observed, but they are not actually dust. Originally, it resembled a flocculent, but it was sticky when wet, and many of the remains of abandoned pre-war buildings in Dog City were covered in a large number of red stains, which were used by the storm

"Painting". Of course, most of them are thoroughly powdered and turned into a very small particle

"Sand". And after the analysis of the beep boy, this thing has a lot of radioactivity. Theoretically, there should have been a lot of ghouls roaming the dog city, after all, there were many inhabitants here, and now it is a strong radiation environment, but the wild dogs occupy the ecological niche, they are much more numerous than ghouls, and they are extremely vicious.

The ghouls eventually became their food, and there were almost no ghouls in the city, except for those who later wandered the northern part of Dog City.

The tank brain looked at the red things outside and was silent. He knew why these things were produced, and it was normal, although the Rocky Hill military base was serious at that time

The "leak accident" was carried out after that

"All-round security rectification", but after the big war, the loss of control of something is natural..... In addition to being toxic, these red gases also have the property of absorbing retained radioactive materials.

No one knows why it became the way it is, but the nuclear bomb must have played an important role in it.

Fortunately, he thought, the Great Dome was no longer used as a place to cooperate with military bases in the development of high-tech weapons and further experiments with this poison gas, he thought.

With the main scientific team moving further west, otherwise Denver would be closer to hell now.

The silhouettes of the wreckage of high-rise buildings gradually appeared in the distance, which meant that the destination of their group was almost reached.

The wild dogs, alarmed by the vehicle, gathered and let out a deafening and terrible howl, and they even tried to swarm and storm Add's truck, but they were eventually dissuaded by the terrible kinetic power.

A truck that looks slow from the front only needs to be touched to pieces. The lesson of blood is always the most effective.

The wild dogs are barking, and the dog town has arrived.