There seems to be monsters inside the Corpse Demon Club, because he can hear gunshots occasionally ring out.
At the site where the helicopter crashed, he saw a scattered pile of bottle caps, and so broken vial syringes, which appeared to be damaged potions. Next to the helicopter lay a man who had just recently breathed his last; his upper body had undergone a degree of bionic transformation, with tattoos of bear claws on his exposed arm, while his lower body was a mangled ss of flesh and blood, and not far away were two broken chanical legs.
"We’re rich!" Matty exclaid, eyes wide, looking at the scattered bottle caps over there.
Su Ziyu glanced around, estimating there to be over ten thousand bottle caps here, but he had no real interest in such things, and he reached behind the broken door of the helicopter to retrieve a relatively undamaged safe.
Clang.
A flash of cold light.
Su Ziyu opened the safe with brute force, and inside were so intact vials, along with a large amount of docunts.
—"Super Soldier Genetic Modification Potion (Pollution)."
These people actually had such things in their possession?
The Super Soldier Genetic Modification Potion had been researched in the old era but was never fully developed, containing significant risks and drawbacks, and even now these genetic potions had major issues.
Inside the helicopter were three charred bodies.
Su Ziyu rummaged through briefly and found another safe, which upon opening contained a large stack of docunts seemingly related to the Financial Group.
"Let’s go."
Su Ziyu gestured to Matty not far away, signaling her not to keep collecting, before picking up a box and filling it with a handful of bottle caps, and said straightforwardly: "These will suffice."
Matty reluctantly got into the car, hugging a large handful of bottle caps, regretting: "There are so many left on the ground..."
What would you do with so many bottle caps?
Su Ziyu drove away from the place and did not return to the Corpse Demon Club, as he had two young girls with him, which made returning unsafe.
Half an hour later.
Just when Su Ziyu had driven away, three helicopters flew directly from the south over the Corpse Demon Club.
"Quick, quick, quick!"
"Prepare to land! Ready for combat!"
Three figures in exoskeleton armor descended from the sky, differing sowhat from other exoskeleton armors, as upon landing a jet of air shot out from beneath their feet, allowing them to land smoothly from tens of ters above the ground. The armor of these three exoskeletons bore bear claw symbols with special spray paint coatings that seed quite different from those of the exoskeleton power armor comrcially available.
Followed closely by more than ten n in black combat uniforms descending via rope, revealing uniformly chanical arms, they wore black and red goggles on their heads, with the lenses displaying so minute data.
"Radiation pollution levels normal!"
"Detected traces of a Super Mutant!"
The leading combat personnel placed a hand by his ear, gently pressing a button on his goggles, and said solemnly: "The battle here seems to be over."
"We only saw a few Living Corpse Ghosts."
"Requesting instructions!"
Quickly, a slightly hoarse, aged voice responded: "Clean up the battlefield. Retrieve the mission objectives."
"Find out who did it!"
These combat personnel swiftly scattered, clearing the battlefield in teams of three.
A Living Corpse Ghost lunged from the shadowy second floor, but before it could approach, it was instantly riddled with bullets and reduced to a heap of rotten at by powerful firepower. The personnel nearby gestured to his teammates and said: "There’s another one upstairs nearby!"
"I’ll lure it out."
Another combat personnel slightly adjusted the black and red goggles on his head and nodded, saying solemnly: "At the position close to the stairwell."
"No risks! Use grenades to lure it out!"
Red dots scattered across the black and red goggles, and this team of combat personnel advanced swiftly and cleaned up, eliminating seven or eight Corpse Ghosts within monts.
This was when the helicopter in the sky landed.
As the helicopter turned in direction, a row of black characters printed on its tail clearly erged.
—"Blackwater Group."
A middle-aged man wearing a suit and sunglasses stepped down; he seed to hold a relatively high position, at least at the departnt manager level. He took out a communication device and spoke for a while: "The Six Living Experintal Field has been obliterated."
"Unclear who did it!"
"We are investigating!"
"Yes."
"We are now retrieving experintal bodies."
At this ti, a squad of combat personnel ca over, with one person whispering: "The items are gone."
"We’ve found a Super Mutant’s corpse."
"It’s... it’s dead in a rather strange way..."
The middle-aged man furrowed his brows slightly at the words, glanced at the person, and said solemnly: "Take there."
Soon.
A group set off towards the location of the Super Mutant’s corpse.
"Electromagnetic weapons?"
The man focused a glance and instructed: "Capture so nearby survivors, I need to know what happened."
Across the boundless wasteland.
Su Ziyu drove swiftly, while the two young girls in the back were counting bottle caps, the little girl lost interest after so ti, occasionally casting furtive glances at her father, while Matty next to her continued counting with enthusiasm, muttering as she counted: "We’re rich now!..."
"So many left there... it’s such a waste not to take them along!..."
Little miser.
Su Ziyu smiled and casually set down the docunts in front of him.
The docunts seed a bit cryptic, as if encoded, but so of them bore the bear claw emblem identical to the tattoo on that man’s arm.
Blackwater Group.
An active Financial Group in the south of the wasteland, rumored to possess considerable power.
He couldn’t quite grasp why a hub in a gray area would be connected with Financial Tycoons’ Influence, but judging by those genetic modification potions, they might be conducting illegal experintal transformation, with many people mysteriously disappearing in the wasteland world.
The Gauss Sniper Rifle had already been acquired.
Su Ziyu drove directly towards Polaris, uninterested in investigating the secrets within the Corpse Demon Club, planning to casually toss the items to the Brotherhood when the ti ca, letting them handle the affair.
After all, they enjoyed handling such matters.
anwhile.
Near an abandoned aircraft carrier, fierce crossfire erupted, accompanied by a dull explosion, as a figure donned in exoskeleton power armor charged in.
"Quick!"
"Those Mutants are catching up! Get inside the carrier and hide!" Leon wielded a heavy machine gun, firing madly.
The others swiftly followed him in.
The aircraft carrier had been stranded for an unknown length of ti, its interior covered in a thick layer of dust, with a few tal barrels stamped with radiation symbols scattered in the corners.
"Any supplies? Everyone hurry up and search," an imposing man said in a deep voice.
Bam.
Leon slamd an iron door open, relying on the brute force of the exoskeleton armor, he pushed open the heavy iron door, taking out an instrunt to test before cautiously entering.
As the seconds ticked by.
Leon remained inside for quite a while with no movent; just as the others sensed sothing was amiss, a low, hoarse voice from Leon echoed, saying: "You all can co in."
"We seem to have discovered sothing extraordinary."
Pasha exchanged glances with the others and simultaneously rushed in with their guns, finding Leon standing by a safe, tossing a stack of docunts over and saying solemnly: "See for yourselves."
—"Antiradiation Modification Plan."
—"Unknown Biomatter Exhibits Strong Resistance to Radiation."
—"Genetic Extraction for Antiradiation Potion."
—"Do the Potions Created From Extracting Unknown Biomatter Pose Risks?"
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