Metal Ranger of the Endless Plane

Outside is a fully enclosed research room. Lu Yuan’s shield was placed on an all-metal table that looked like a tool table in an operating room.

Placed next to the shield, there are also all kinds of debris that had been left at the bottom of the Alamo Sea, Ewan Hertz, and the solo aircraft.

These things are scattered all over the metal countertop.

Two researchers wearing white lab coats, surgical caps, rubber gloves, biochemical masks, and splash-proof goggles are all standing on both sides of the table, picking up the fragments with tweezers, and putting them into the microscope in turn. Observe under the device.

One of them is responsible for the observation, and the other is typing on the computer keyboard next to him from time to time after he tells the result of the observation, as if recording what the former said.

During the observation, the two technicians who were still working in the early morning almost didn't feel tired, they leisurely sorted out the fragments, and at the same time you spit out each other.

"The upper part is also idle, just such a few fragments, most of which have been soaked in salt water, what can be found?" The inputter said while typing on the keyboard.

"Shhh, keep your voice down!" The inspector hurriedly yelled, "I heard that the one who was missing, but the son of the big boss! If the boss hears you so dismissively, be careful and throw you away. Make it into a'model'!"

"Hey~~ Is there anything like this?" The recorder apparently heard this gossip for the first time, and his neck shrank subconsciously in fright. After a while, he said, "What the **** is going on? Also, does our boss have it? How many children? Why do you call him his child if you die?"

"You really don't want to live anymore, do you?" The man couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard that, even though the goggles couldn't completely cover it.

"Hey, what are you afraid of? The camera in our research room only has pictures and no sound, so the guys in the monitoring room won't tell us about it!"

"Don't us ours! It's you!"

...

While listening to the two technicians chatting gossip in the shield, Lu Yuan, who also captured a lot of useful information, finally confirmed that this was a research room in a secret base of the black armor forces.

Faced with the huge happiness that came suddenly, Lu Yuan really couldn't believe it.

Could it be that the Black Armored forces that had been encountered since arriving in Los Santos more than a year ago are going to be buried in their own hands today?

It's just that things suddenly developed like this, Lu Yuan settled down instead, feeling that it was better to fight steadily.

So the first thing right now is to confirm the situation on both sides of Yanzi and Gunther.

However, as soon as he took out the communicator, the system reminded him that there was an external communication snooping and shielding device at his current location. Once he communicated, not only would the channel be intercepted and cut off at any time by others, but his current location would also be exposed.

Luyuan’s communicators have about three systems. The first is the simplest, relying on the encrypted lines of the mobile phone operator. However, that level of encryption, not to mention high-end forces such as Black Armor, or some grassroots intelligence agencies, can borrow equipment from FIB for analysis and monitoring.

The second set is relatively clever and is a secret line specially set up by the security firm around Los Santos.

Out of the need to buy horse bones, at least so far, the security firm has not allowed this line to be successfully monitored by FIB and other departments.

The third set is a wireless communication device built by Lu Yuan with his own equipment. Simply put, it is similar to what the soldiers who carry wireless transmitters on the battlefield use.

These three sets of contact methods are based on the principle of radio communication. Once there are radio monitoring equipment around, although it may not be able to crack, it can confirm whether there is a sound of contact behavior.

Now that Lu Yuan has already judged that he is in a certain nest of the enemy, there is of course a considerable risk in using these contacts. The risk is still very high.

Since the system had personally reminded him, Lu Yuan stopped trying hard.

But he immediately thought of another thing, that is, in the missile base occupied by Ewan Herz before, he left some backhands to keep the system under control of certain computers there.

Since my own communication is not available right now, has the system's control of the base computer also been interrupted?

[Relax, system payment services are not that fragile. But I hope that the small heart of the host will be equally strong. 】

"Huh?" Lu Yuan sighed when he heard it, and hurriedly opened the information panel to check the most recent spatio-temporal point consumption record.

It didn't matter to look at it, a dazzling four-digit number in the record appeared in his eyes, and he was so distressed that he almost bit his tongue.

In particular, seeing the last digit of the four-digit consumption record still beating from time to time, and soon even the second to the bottom jumped up, he felt weak, as if his body, not his wallet, had been emptied.

"Here, what's the matter? Why did it cost so much?"

[Paid service, children are not deceived. 】

[The system specializes in the remote control of the space-time channel, and only collects 30 space-time points per minute. It is exactly one hour and thirty-seven minutes from the establishment of the link to the present, which is 97 points. *** Less than three thousand points, never Overcharge the host even a little bit. 】

"But this is too much, right?" Although Lu Yuan heard that he was much more sober and recognized that the system gave the correct time, he was still a little uncomfortable.

[The host wants the system to cut off the connection? 】

"Don't!" Lu Yuan hurriedly stopped.

Good guy, if this is cut, the three thousand points before it will be completely useless.

Although Lu Yuan was a bit of a financial fan, because of this, he would not commit the stupid thing of losing a watermelon and picking sesame seeds.

There is a saying that the mercenary of the world is always wealthy. Of course, what kind of profession is a mercenary. Simply put, it is to use life to make money, not to use the enemy's life, or use one's own, but in most cases it is a combination of the two.

But there is a saying in the mercenary world, if you want to live longer and make more money, you can't be too stingy.

High-end mercenaries can even cover their own income for half a year or even a year.

This is even more so for the melee mercenaries in feudal Europe. However, most of the mercenaries who can make enough money to go home for retirement, spend no less on equipment than the final balance.

As for the equipment such as Lu Yuan, the equipment has always been the best in the industry. From the start, you can afford to use all the expensive firearms of the HK family, and you don't spend much money to make your own money so efficient.

But correspondingly, he spends a lot more on points.

It is precisely because the system's fee-based service is used from time to time, it can have miraculous effects at certain critical moments, and even make a comeback.

So later, even if he earned a lot of time and space points by chance, there was no time to spend them all at once.

After a major expansion of the work space before, his balance of points remained above five figures, which meant that he kept the key moments to call the profiteer system to make money.

At the moment, the three thousand points spent him a little distressed, but it is not enough to bring his IQ to zero.

Gritting his teeth, continuing to let the system maintain control over that side, ready to make the cost of four or five thousand worth of money in the end, he quickly turned his mind to the business.