The ruins next to the camp.
Looking at the signal tower with concrete-colored camouflage nets, Chu Guang, who was riding on Neeko's back, didn't know how to complain for a while, and finally said with a smile.
"...It seems that they have been preparing for this plan for a long time."
They actually laid a signal line from outside the thunderstorm's influence area...
Because the thunderstorm interfered with the radio signals outside the battlefield, the Iron Heart did not detect the long-distance communication from outside the battlefield at all.
The radio equipment used by the Enlightenment on the battlefield, the signal source is the signal tower in front of him as a repeater.
Lu Bei, who was standing aside, whispered.
"My lord... do you want to follow this line down?"
"It's meaningless. They are so cautious that they won't move this signal line to their own home... Even if you follow it, you may find a pile of rubbish or even a trap."
Finally, after staring at the signal tower for a while, Chu Guang patted Neeko's neck. The latter purred very well, flicked his tail and turned around.
"Find a few people to dismantle this thing... I'll go to the industrial building to take a look."
Lv Bei, who was standing aside, answered loyally.
"Yes!"
...
Although it was a pity that the mastermind behind the scenes was not caught, the large number of high-tech equipment abandoned by the Enlightenment Society were left behind.
I have to admit that there are really a lot of good things in the shelter, and the Enlightenment Society has concentrated these good things.
Now all of them are cheap for the Alliance.
According to the statistics of the logistics department, the biggest gain of this battle is undoubtedly a phase cannon.
This thing is not small in size, shaped like a five-meter-long oil pipeline, carried on the back of an all-terrain crawler, powered by a one-kilogram cold fusion battery. From a distance, it looks like a missile vehicle from the pre-prosperous era.
It can take down two airships converted from frigate cores. This phase cannon is either a part removed from a starship or has not been installed yet.
Chu Guang plans to hand it over to the Alliance's research institute for analysis to see if he can recover some useful technology from it.
Don't expect Yin Fang and his team to reverse the relevant technology of the anti-gravity device, because the production difficulty of that thing is greater than the technical difficulty.
But even if the capacitor technology inside can be recovered, it would be great, because this thing can be used for both electromagnetic guns and electric vehicles.
In addition to the "strategic weapon" such as the phase gun, there are more than 200 sets of the fifth-type "light cavalry" exoskeleton for police use, more than 200 sets of the tenth-type "pledge" exoskeleton originally belonging to the People's Alliance Army, and 60 "magnetic rail acceleration rifles" with different uses, and more than 200 shellless assault rifles and basic light weapons, etc.
Together with the seized anti-armor rocket launchers, grenades and other military equipment, etc., the equipment seized in this battle is enough to arm half of the special operations brigade!
Near the industrial building.
Frost, with his arms folded, curled his lips at the mechanical dog lying in bed not far away.
"I said that kind of thing is unreliable."
The child's hole of the Eclipse flickered slightly, and said after a while.
"It was damaged by EMP."
"EMP, haha, I'm not afraid of that thing."
"But your firepower is not as strong as it."
"Haha, that may not be the case."
Jiang Xuezhou, who was standing next to the wreckage of Xiao Wang, did not hear the chattering of the two androids. If she heard it, she would definitely go up and argue with these two guys.
She glanced at the tablet in her hand and the tent not far away. She hesitated for a while and finally walked over there.
The administrator log of Shelter No. 0 and the backup of the original Torch Plan have been recovered. Her mentor just asked her to go back and report and narrate what happened just now.
Next, her mentor will probably take her back to the Wandering Swamp to archive the recovered data and attend the seminar of the Research Department.
Busy days are still ahead.
When she thought of the work to be done next, she couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on her scalp.
I don't know when I will come out of the Wandering Swamp next time... I don't know, the next time we meet will be on the battlefield again.
As a final farewell, she wanted to at least say hello to those companions.
Although the time they spent together was short, it was still a valuable experience for her.
Her gains were far more than the K points and merits she got in the mission, and she also found herself...
…
At this moment, in the tent.
Ye Shi was vividly describing what happened in the shelter to Chu Guang, and handed Captain Lu's video and the captured memory extractor to him.
"…This is what happened. Dear Administrator, I suggest you use this memory extractor to interrogate this guy."
While saying this, Ye Shi stared fiercely at Zhuang Lan, who was tied up not far away. This guy had made him suffer a lot.
Looking at the memory extractor, Zhuang Lan's face turned slightly pale.
She knew better than anyone how terrible that thing was.
Even though she had received special training, she had no confidence that she could hold up under the interrogation, so she would rather confess clearly before wearing the thing.
The most terrifying thing about that thing is not the retrieval of memory, but as the retrieval progresses, it will gradually wake people up from their dreams, and use the fear dug out from the depths of memory to repeatedly torture the user until a person's spirit is completely destroyed, and the last remaining clues are squeezed out from the fragmented memory fragments.
She herself didn't know what she would remember...
Looking at Ye Shi who looked unsatisfied, Chu Guang nodded and said in a gentle tone.
"I will consider your suggestion as appropriate, and if necessary, I will do so."
Put the memory extractor on the table beside.
Chu Guang was about to assign a new task to Ye Shi, and suddenly noticed that someone not far from the door was looking over here.
The soldiers of the Guard had noticed the man and stopped in front of her to ask.
Chu Guang had some impression of that person. Although he didn't know his name, he remembered that he seemed to be a D-level researcher in the academy. The hesitant and uneasy expression seemed to have something to say, but he was too embarrassed to approach.
His eyes fell on the memory extractor, and Chu Guang vaguely guessed something, and a smile appeared on his face.
Looking at Ye Shi again, he spoke.
"You did a good job, thank you for your hard work. Let me take care of the next things, you go and rest."
"Oh, actually I'm not that tired... but it's okay."
Although it was a bit regrettable that there was no follow-up task, thinking of the hidden task that Lao Bai had told him before, Ye Shi scratched his head and hesitated, and then walked out the door excitedly.
As Ye Shi left, in the spacious tent, except for the Enlightenment agent with his hands and feet tied, there were only Chu Guang, Lu Bei and several soldiers of the Royal Guard.
Putting away his warm smile, Chu Guang looked at her and said.
"Name?"
The eyes around her made Zhuang Lan feel numb.
Especially before she stepped into the tent, the death claw at the door looked at her twice with its amber eyes, which made her feel fear deep in her bones.
She nervously glanced at the memory extractor on the table, swallowed her saliva, lowered her head and trembled.
"...Zhuang Lan."
Chu Guang stared at her for a while.
"I don't want to waste time, so you'd better not waste my time. Now I ask what you answer. If I think you are lying, I will use this."
As he said, Chu Guang raised his index finger and pointed at the glasses on the table.
The black eyes made her feel a fear from the depths of her soul. Zhuang Lan's shoulders trembled involuntarily, and she nodded tremblingly.
"Speak."
"Yes!!"
She didn't understand why she was so scared at this moment when she was not afraid of death.
Is it the talent brought by awakening?
But how could there be such a strange ability...
Looking at the memory extractor on the table, she didn't dare to think deeply, she could only lower her head, and didn't even dare to look directly into those eyes.
"Which shelter are you from?"
"No. 6, No. 68..."
"How many people are there?"
"Two thousand."
Two thousand people.
That's a pretty big shelter.
Thinking of the underground city in Shelter No. 79, Chu Guang was not too surprised and continued to ask.
"Where is your manager?"
"...dead."
Chu Guang raised his eyebrows.
"Before joining the Enlightenment Society?"
Zhuang Lan nodded silently.
"Yes."
Chu Guang continued to ask.
"How did you join the Enlightenment Society?"
"...The Wastelanders occupied our outpost on the surface, took advantage of our kindness to occupy our shelter, killed our managers, and put us in cages. Later, the Enlightenment Society found us. They saved all the survivors and executed the Wastelanders. They were compatriots, so we followed them."
Knowing that there was no point in hiding, she simply confessed everything.
And her words just happened to confirm Chu Guang's guess.
The Enlightenment Society grew and expanded by searching for shelters like Shelter No. 401 that were persecuted or even occupied by predators.
It's just that after those people found other shelters, they didn't build settlements with those blue jackets, but fanned the hatred in people's hearts, pointing all the contradictions to the Post-War Reconstruction Committee and even the entire wasteland.
There is actually nothing wrong with this narrative logic.
The Post-War Reconstruction Committee did some things, but it is also true that it did not do everything well and failed to live up to the expectations of many wastelanders and survivor colonies.
But if all the mistakes are attributed to the failure of the post-war reconstruction committee, it is undoubtedly equivalent to blaming all the problems in the wasteland on the stinking shit of mutants. It sounds fine and many people will believe it, but if you think about it more, you will find that it is bullshit.
In fact, Chu Guang is more curious about another thing.
That is whether the Enlightenment Society itself actively intervened, or accelerated this process.
According to his own observations and judgments, the attitude of most survivors' settlements towards the residents of the shelter is actually neutral.
Those ordinary wastelanders neither worship nor hate the blue coats. They don't care who abandoned whom two hundred years ago, whose ancestors owed whose ancestors, and they don't care why they fought in the past. Most people have long forgotten the prosperous era and the human union, and just want to concentrate on living a good life in the present.
Even the people in Xiaoyu's family felt sorry for him and squeezed out the few rations to give him a bite of food, and taught him which waste products can be exchanged for money from merchants.
Putting aside the shelters targeted by the predators, most shelters can basically develop into "No. 101 mode" under normal circumstances as long as they maintain basic vigilance, limited contact, and cooperation above neutrality... It is actually not common to develop into the extreme situation of "No. 401 mode".
Chu Guang is more inclined to believe that the people of the Enlightenment Society should have taken the initiative to do something to accelerate the deterioration of the relationship between the shelter and the nearby survivors.
For example, deliberately revealing the location of the shelter to the nearby predator camps and mutant nests, or bribing the unsteady wastelanders to betray the blue jackets who cooperated with them...
Chu Guang finds it hard to believe that an organization whose mission is to destroy the world will be reserved in the means of achieving its goals and let go of those shelters and managers who are unwilling to cooperate with them.
As long as the residents of those unwilling shelters fall from the abyss as saviors and instill in them the idea that the enemy is the entire wasteland, the Enlightenment Society can easily gain a large number of loyal and reliable disciples.
In the conversation with Guixu, Chu Guang could clearly feel that although the goals of the upper and lower disciples of the Enlightenment Society were unified, their positions were actually inconsistent.
The former was purely to create a new world in their dreams that was completely dominated by the elite.
Most of the latter did not care who dominated the new world, but were simply desperate about the current situation.
"Have you seen the guy named Guixu?"
Zhuang Lan was silent for a long time.
"...No."
Chu Guang continued.
"You haven't even seen him, why do you believe that what he said is true?"
Zhuang Lan was silent for a long time, and slowly spoke.
"I don't care if he's hiding something, it's not important to me, I just know that those wastelanders did something to me--"
"And then you did the same thing as them?"
"I... I didn't, I was just saying--"
"You said you didn't, but those compatriots you mentioned didn't do anything bad."
Looking at Zhuang Lan, who was blushing and making excuses, Chu Guang pointed his chin in the direction of the camp outside and said bluntly.
"Look at those tents, the people living in them are all victims of your atrocities, do you want to say that because you didn't kidnap those people, it has nothing to do with you?"
Looking at Zhuang Lan, who was silent, Chu Guang continued.
"I didn't expect to generate sympathy from a cold-blooded guy, but I'm curious about one thing. Do you really think your home, that is, Shelter No. 68, was destroyed by the wastelanders?"
"Of course! I saw them with my own eyes--"
Staring at Zhuang Lan, who looked determined, Chu Guang recalled what he had read in a discussion post on the official website and continued in a calm tone.
"You saw them chop off your parents' heads, watched them put you in a cage, watched the people of the Enlightenment Society save you, and each of you said the same thing, including the prisoners we captured on the battlefield... You never doubted it once, isn't this too coincidental?"
"How did those wastelanders rebel, when and how did the people of the Enlightenment Society find you, how did your manager die, where is his work log, wastelanders should not be interested in that kind of thing... Have you checked his manager's log? Can you answer these doubts for me?"
Zhuang Lan was stunned.
"I..."
Chu Guang stared at her and continued slowly.
"You don't know. You believe whatever they say, and you do whatever they ask you to do. Even for such a life-threatening mission, that Guixu doesn't have the courage to meet you in person?"
Looking at Zhuang Lan, who was pale and speechless, Chu Guang suddenly showed an interested expression on his face.
"Let's make a bet."
"Bet...?" Zhuang Lan looked at him blankly, "What to bet on."
"Your freedom," Chu Guang looked at her and continued, "The administrator log of Shelter No. 68, that thing will be backed up in the shelter, even if it is destroyed, there is a way to restore it. That thing can answer your confusion, and it just happens to satisfy my curiosity, find it for me."
Zhuang Lan looked at him in surprise.
"Are you going to let me go?!"
"I'm just lending you your freedom temporarily," Chu Guang said calmly, "If there is no trace of the Enlightenment Society behind the disaster in Shelter No. 68, you will be free. If the clues recorded in the log are consistent with my guess, you will come back. Remember to bring it to me."
The manager's log of each shelter is an important file. It is the obligation of all managers to recycle it as much as possible after the shelter is closed.
Even if there is only one punctuation mark on it, it is worth recycling.
These are all valuable sociological experiences.
Including the log stored in Shelter No. 0 and the relevant plan of the "Torch Plan", Chu Guang also recycled them.
"Aren't you worried that I will run away?" Zhuang Lan took a deep breath and asked in disbelief.
Chu Guang smiled calmly.
"Your expression tells me that you will do this, but if you have any brains left, you will realize how stupid it is to do so."
"The enemy who really killed your parents deceived not only you, but also your most cherished compatriots."
"Find that thing for me. This is your only chance to atone for your sins."
"The Post-War Reconstruction Committee and his three sons don't care about you. We will take care of you."
...
Staring at the figure that disappeared at the door of the barracks, Lu Bei hesitated for a moment and whispered.
"Sir, is it really okay to let her go?"
He did not doubt the decision of the administrator, but he doubted whether the cunning guy would abide by such an unbinding promise.
Unlike the worried Lu Bei, Chu Guang didn't care much and replied casually.
"If she finds something, maybe she can help us disintegrate the Enlightenment Society from within. At worst, she can find the location of the Enlightenment Society headquarters for us."
Can't find it?
That's impossible.
Chu Guang didn't believe that the villain could resist the temptation of taking shortcuts.
If he guessed wrong, then he was wrong, it didn't matter.
A small follower, one more or one less would not affect the overall situation.
After a pause, Chu Guang continued.
"Of course, if she didn't check at all and just went back unscathed, if you were a senior member of the Enlightenment Society, what would you think?"
Lu Bei thought for a while and scratched his head.
"I am a senior member of the Enlightenment Society... But sir, I don't have that kind of vision."
Looking at this unpromising young man, Chu Guang shook his head and criticized him harshly.
"Thinking that the superior must have three heads and six arms is a slave mentality. People are people. How many times have I told you!"
Lu Bei is a young kid, and his mind is still bright. After being glared at by Chu Guang, he immediately reacted.
"Doubt! I will doubt why she came back alive!"
Chu Guang nodded approvingly.
"Smart."
Especially the guy named Guixu, who gave him the feeling of a collection of arrogance and arrogance.
That guy may have something, but not much. Theory is greater than practice, and the inferiority and urgency in his subconscious make him eager to prove his strength, even showing it off in front of the enemy.
In contrast, the marshal of the legion, the conclusion doctor of the academy, and even the mayor of the stone city are more inclined to "hide" themselves.
These old monsters who have lived for who knows how many years have never been willing to reveal how many cards they have in their hands, and their minds are even more difficult to guess.
"But... is she okay alone?" Lu Bei looked at Chu Guang puzzledly and asked.
Chu Guang said indifferently.
"That's her own business. I didn't put all my hopes on a temporary idea."
The people who killed the Pioneer crew had died in the nuclear explosion. This guy had nothing to do with that incident and had never been exposed to those data. The Legion was not his ally, and he had no obligation to avenge the Weilant people. There was no point in killing people.
If he was locked up with other prisoners of war for labor reform, the Legion would definitely use this reason to pressure him and ask him to extradite. This kind of thing happened once and twice, and it was just a trouble.
If Cohen wanted to avenge his confidant, he could chase him himself. It was just right for them, who were closer to the Great Desert, to keep an eye on the little actions of the Enlightenment Society for the Alliance.
When he said this, Chu Guang paused for a moment.
"By the way, you and Captain Adria will notify them later and say that the Enlightenment agent who murdered Wally ran away. Let them handle it themselves."
With his right fist on his chest, Lu Bei looked at the manager with admiration.
"Yes! Sir!"
"Go ahead."
With a smile, Chu Guang watched the young man disappear at the door, and then he turned his eyes to the memory extractor on the table.
I heard that this thing is quite weird. It can not only extract people's memories, but also help people remember things they don't even remember.
When he just came out of the shelter, Zhan Di Lao secretly put it on and tried it, but it was a pity that it was useless for players. He posted a message and gave up thinking about it.
It would never be useful.
The brain of the clone is like a blank sheet of paper, just a signal repeater, with a cache at most, and it does not store very long memories. As for the memories of the players, they are all stored in their own brains - the brains in another world.
Suddenly, an idea came to Chu Guang's mind.
What would I see if I put it on?
The most terrifying thing in the depths of memory...
When thinking about this, Chu Guang's hand was already on the glasses. However, after just a few seconds, he shook his head and gave up the idea.
The inexplicable sense of déjà vu reminded him that doing this would not have good results...