War Paradise

Ten minutes later, the ten ordinary mercenaries and ten elite mercenaries under Lin Chi's command were all replaced with their own handy weapons. By the way, they were also equipped with grenades, flash bombs, smoke bombs and small ones that Lin Chi extorted from the old priest. Pulse bomb.

Unfortunately, there is no epic equipment in the weapons provided by this priest. But without spending money, getting so much equipment is undoubtedly a big profit.

After the mercenaries selected guns, Lin Chi also equipped a SCAR-H assault rifle and various small grenade.

At this moment, he is holding a cylindrical grenade with a green shell in his hand. The shell is sprayed with white paint with the three letters EMP. Although it looks very rough on the outside, this small pulse bomb can be thrown out. Paralyze all electronic equipment within ten meters.

Of course, this EMP bomb is also a double-edged sword, because once it explodes, even the hacker's electronic eye will fail, and the original high-tech battle will immediately be transformed into a "classical" gunfight and hand-to-hand combat.

But for Lin Chi, gunfights and hand-to-hand combat are also Realm that he is good at.

"Boss, what are we going to do next?" an elite mercenary asked.

The mercenaries who have obtained the new equipment are happily fiddling with the guns in their hands, and the expressions on their faces are very satisfying. For these guys who make a living on murder, it is undoubtedly better to change into a guy who takes advantage.

"You stay here first. I need to draw up a combat plan." Lin Chi said, putting the EMP grenade into the backpack: "I have an idea."

——Although the information he obtained for the first time was not reliable, he did not give up his plan to find the supercomputer that controlled the Terminator. Since it is impossible to find the intelligence directly, we can only try to "brute it".

In other words, what Lin Chi wants to do now is to find a way to capture a T-800 mass-produced robot, and then forcefully find out the location of the control center from the built-in computer of the Terminator!

He can see that these mass-produced Terminators in the city are not only the weakest T-800, but they are also set to read-only status and have no self-learning ability. Although the combat effectiveness is not weak, it is nothing more than a killing machine that is controlled by a computer and has very poor resilience.

But even so, it is not that simple to capture a Terminator and then retreat. If you don't have a plan, you can do it rashly. Once you are surrounded by other Terminators, you'll be over.

So now, to accomplish the goal, a careful combat plan is still needed.

——And this plan requires the assistance of two other special NPCs.

When Lin Chi came to the own studio, he saw Media with a disheveled hair, sitting in front of the metal workbench in the living room, playing with the small drone in his hand. The original white cheeks were stained with oil, and the gray leather coat on his body was also covered. There are a lot of stains.

"Is there anything? I was about to get some gadgets to see if there are any hidden ore nearby." Media raised his head and glanced at Lin Chi.

"Can you make a large drone that automatically runs underground?" Lin Chi asked bluntly.

"It can be. But I don't know the status of the underground passage in New York. I need the width and height of the passage, and the exact route for the drone to move." Media said.

"These are trivial things." Lin Chi's left eye lit up with a faint blue light, staring at the tablet computer next to the workbench that hadn't been turned off, and then took what he had just obtained from the laptop computer of a plumber on the side of the road. The map data was entered into Media’s computer.

"I guess you have a map in your computer," Lin Chi said.

"Impossible, this is my first time in New York..."

Media said that he reached out and took the tablet. When he saw a few extra files on the desktop, his eyes widened in surprise: "What's the matter, I have a virus?"

"It may be hot confused." Lin Chi smiled.

Media gave Lin Chi a suspicious look, then put down the tablet computer in his hand, unzipped the zipper of the leather jacket, and revealed his perfect figure unabashedly: "Maybe it's a bit of heatstroke, this horrible weather..."

"Well, let's start the construction." Lin Chi didn't forget to feast his eyes while speaking: "I need a drone that can move quickly in underground pipelines. It's best to be equipped with an automation chip to facilitate remote control. "

"Of course I need to install an automation chip. I don't want to remotely control that thing in the smelly sewer." Media muttered, and began to check the exact data of the underground pipeline in New York: "Do you want to use the sewer or the gas pipe?"

"Forget the gas pipe." Lin Chi shook his head: "Just go to the sewer. The document should provide the time for regular drainage of various areas of the sewer. As long as you miss the time period for drainage, you can move freely in the sewer."

Hearing this, Media frowned, looked up at Lin Chi, stretched out his greasy right hand and wiped a hand on his face, and asked: "I haven't asked yet, what are you doing?"

"I want to kidnap someone from the street." Lin Chi said solemnly a standard crime statement.

...

The night enveloped the entire New York City, but the colorful lights dispelled the dark shadows. The first night since the beginning of the game finally arrived on time.

There are four days before the end of the game, and there are sixty-three players remaining. After the Terminator appeared on the street, the surviving players also found that the situation was not right, and did not continue to turn the entire city into a battlefield as before. Instead, he hid in a safe room that could not be detected by other players, and began to calculate the next step.

But this does not mean that New York will restore order to the past, and the terrifying war will still occur, but it will only be temporarily postponed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, everyone began to implement their own plan and began to recruit troops for their own "army".

The tall woman strode across the streets of Queens, with a silver hair swaying scattered behind her, and the waist of her brown tight-fitting leather jacket revealed the outline of a dagger.

After the melee broke out in the city, the number of electronic guards in the city has also increased a lot. However, the female Martial Sage knows very well that as long as she does not open the electronic eye or take out the weapon in the street, these guards will not arrest own.

She turned a corner and walked into the next block. She entered a red brick building that looked like an apartment building of a few years. The walls of this building were sprayed with graffiti in hip-hop style. The black-haired woman raised her middle finger arrogantly in front of the door.

The female Martial Sage opened the door, walked into the somewhat damp corridor, walked quickly to the second floor of the apartment, and pressed the doorbell of the room in the corner.

After waiting for ten seconds, a listless male voice sounded from the room:

"Who?"

"Hello, I'm here to ask you to commission a job." Female Martial Sage raised her eyebrows and waved at the rotating circular camera on the door frame: "Trouble open the door."

"I'm not picking up jobs now." The man in the room obviously didn't mean to open the door: "You should go find someone else."

"Don't get me wrong." Female Martial Sage raised her mouth with a scornful smile: "Actually, this is not a commission, but an order."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, she stretched out a strand of silver hair blocking her forehead and lowered her voice meaningfully: "I know your black history. You once participated in the hacker organization Anonymous, and violently cracked the Pentagon and The CIA's closed database, right?"

As soon as he said this, the man in the room didn't answer immediately. It took half a minute before he said slowly, "What do you want?"

"Of course it needs your technology." The female Martial Sage stood in front of the door with her arms folded, staring at the camera without blinking, her gestures seemed to reveal unparalleled confidence:

"Daddy...No, I'm actually a hacker too. As long as we work together, no one in this city will be our opponent."

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