Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

"Did you arrange the airdrop of supplies?" Bilis asked.

"No, I'm not responsible for these things."

The two of them asked and answered each other, testing each other and exchanging the information they had.

Lieutenant Colonel Bilis basically got the information he wanted, and the cost he paid was only the use time of the equipment. Even if the cooperation between the two parties broke down, it would be a sure win for him and this shaky army.

Now, his bargaining chips are the information left behind by the Griffin team before the mission and the collapsed radiation concentration map surveyed when the troops retreated.

The appearance of Raphael means that some people in the federal government are unwilling to let New York be completely destroyed, which is the basis of their cooperation.

The divisions within the Department of Defense, the Department of Homeland Security, and the federal government, if handled properly, might actually be their lifeline.

Not to mention returning to the chain of command, as long as he could leave Manhattan smoothly it would be a victory, Bilis thought.

"How are you going to recycle that stuff, Lieutenant?"

"It depends."

"What do you mean?" Bilis continued to ask.

"If its container is still normal, it only requires a simple cleanup and then the remaining container can be recycled," said Rafael.

"What if it's already damaged?"

"No, someone has already opened it."

Raphael sighed, facing the lieutenant colonel's horrified gaze, and said calmly:

"Half a month ago, my people were ordered to investigate Dr. Gordon Amherst's apartment. Unfortunately, they found that the container had been opened and the solution stored inside had disappeared. As a result, I lost a team member."

"Gordon Amherst, one of the culprits of the greenback smallpox virus. If he had access to this kind of item, it means that this was all planned."

The survivor army on Bilis's side is not a pushover. They have also established an intelligence network and used those agents who voluntarily left SHD to set up intelligence exchange channels.

The information about the survivors' army here will spread out, but the information about the agents of the National Land Security Bureau in the neighboring East City District will also spread over.

Yesterday, Liu Fei, the temporary commander of the Strategic Bureau's Post Office Forward Base, issued an order to send a four-man team led by Agent Bill Osborne to Dr. Gordon's apartment to collect the remaining evidence at the scene.

It just so happened that the purifiers active in the white zone were also carrying out purification operations there, and the two sides started fighting in a confused manner.

The Purifiers thought the agents were there to cause trouble, while the agents believed the Purifiers were doing dirty work for the forces behind Dr. Gordon and were willing to destroy evidence at all costs.

The battle lasted for about four hours. The special forces team barely managed to escape the hail of bullets at the cost of one death and two injuries.

According to Liu Fei's description in the communication, they have obtained enough evidence to prove that Dr. Gordon took the initiative to release the artificially bred and modified new smallpox virus.

But she didn't mention anything about the glass container, she just kept repeating that they were about to find out the truth about the plague.

This means that they don't know the source of radiation from the collapse of New York. Of course, it is possible that they know it, but she never mentions it.

Bilis stood up, walked out from behind the desk, patted Raphael on the shoulder, and sat down opposite her.

"It will probably take several hours to rebuild the high-power satellite dish," he said, in order to make the atmosphere dull and awkward. "Can we talk about the latest situation in New York?"

"I'm not sure about the white area, but the situation in the dark area is stable but getting worse. The radiation value of the collapse fluid has been rising."

"But you...?"

"I am one of those special cases who can adapt to the environment better. This is one of the reasons why they sent me here."

Raphael explained calmly that the real adapter was the agent who dared to hold the container of collapse fluid, not her, the bionic iron lump.

Chapter 79 Retreat

"Call the guy on duty," Bilis ordered in his coat. "Forget it, just tell him to pull out the satellite antenna from the warehouse. I'll be there right away." He nodded to Raphael.

"Wait a minute, prepare a single room for the lieutenant."

The soldier on duty glanced at Raphael who was sitting next to him, nodded in agreement, then pushed the door and left.

It was still cold that day, with dark clouds covering half the sky, but the sun was hanging right on the clear half, so there was no shortage of sunlight on the ground.

Bilis opened the window and shivered instantly from the cold air.

A few minutes later, the soldier on duty came in.

Bilis asked: "Have you told them everything?"

"Captain Willie Hudson said that due to the chaos caused by the greenback smallpox virus, the power systems and communication lines in many parts of the city have been damaged, and it will take some time to repair them. However, it is expected that the work can be completed within two days." The soldier on duty closed the document and reported.

"Is it that serious?" Bilis asked.

"Yes, the radiation has seriously interfered with our communication distance. The low-power phones and handheld radios that were previously usable are now unusable."

For a moment, Bilis was controlled by a natural emotion: he wanted to rush to the mayor of New York, grab the mayor's tie and bring him to this place, so that he could see for himself what was happening here.

But he quickly controlled himself.

This was not something he could do. Being controlled by anger would only make things worse and would not help in solving the current problem.

"As soon as there is any new development, report it immediately. I'm waiting," he said to the soldier on duty.

When everyone had left, Bilis walked over and slammed the door open, then said to the soldier on duty not far away, "Where's the room I asked you to clean?"

The soldier on duty raised the thick folder in his hand and shouted to Bilis impatiently: "Sir, I have arranged to pack it up!"

More than ten minutes later, the soldier on duty came back trotting, "Please follow me, your room has been arranged."

Raphael nodded and followed him up the stairs.

……

"Why haven't you contacted me yet?"

Cecilia walked around the house, from the east bedroom to the kitchen, and then walked around the living room twice, which made Tony, who was sitting on the terrace observing the survivors' army's defense line, very unhappy.

Just downstairs from them, ELID infected people were hiding in the shadows of the city. Judging from the scale of their behavior, they should hate sunlight.

Tony felt that this was very much like the setting of a third-rate zombie vampire movie, where they would die when exposed to light or would be greatly weakened when exposed to light.

However, there are also quite a few individuals who wander around in the sun. According to visual statistics, 4% of the ELID infected people staggering on this street don't care about the sun.

"Will you just be quiet?" Tony stared at Cecilia viciously.

Cecilia returned the look with an equally fierce look. They were both stubborn and obstinate. The endless failures and choices they had to make during this period of time had upset them, and they had been eager to have a fight for a long time.

"You two, be quiet..."

Alki sat up from the sofa. He had been feeling very uncomfortable both mentally and physically recently.

After Raphael's continuous and forced scientific research on relics and the hazards of collapse fluid, he has realized how reckless his behavior that day was.

A momentary desire for food can cause irreparable harm to a person.

He looked at Cecilia and Doug. These two guys obviously had much better self-control than him. After taking the anti-radiation drugs as required, they were still full of energy.

Tony didn't seem to be weak. The anti-radiation drug injection seemed to have corrected his physical condition. With the oral medication, he might have gotten rid of the effects of the ELID infection.

The rumbling sound of cannons suddenly rang out, and then slowly died down.

Every day, the survivor army will detonate explosives of sufficient magnitude far away from the defense zone, using sound to attract active ELID infected people.

This is somewhat effective, but not very effective.

About half a kilometer away from the defense line, Alki saw many swaying figures stop, turn around and continue walking in the direction they had identified. Although their steps were slow, they were very firm.

He patted Tony's shoulder and sat down next to him.

The screen set up next to the sniper rifle displayed the images captured by the scope. He looked at it for a while and then closed his eyes. He felt that the world was like a dream and he felt drowsy again.

In fact, he lost consciousness from time to time, but then woke up again. The feeling of fatigue came like a tide, trying to break his will.

"Is this what is called internal irradiation?" Archie teased himself.

"Why am I okay?" Tony asked back.

"I don't know. Maybe you really have adapted. Congratulations."

This congratulation sounded somewhat ironic, but Tony said nothing. He was also nervous, and the fact that the drug reaction was not as intense did not mean that he was out of the sea of ​​suffering.

"No, maybe not that good." He adjusted his sitting position and continued to observe. Sometimes, improving physical sensation is not a good thing, but rather an increase in mental tolerance.

It's like being in a bad environment for a long time and slowly adapting to it, so you don't notice anything unusual.

Then there’s this thing called Murphy’s Law, which states that if something could go wrong, it will, no matter how small the chance of it going wrong, – being busy and optimistic is a big no-no.

Raphael has said in the past that the United Nations Heritage Administration has not yet found anyone who is truly adaptable to wide-area collapse radiation.

Although such people are bound to appear, he never thought that such "good luck" would fall on his head. Moreover, he also has a wife and children. If he becomes a person who relies on collapse radiation adaptor, his life will definitely be ruined.

If he became that kind of person, there would be no hope of leaving New York. If the news leaked out, it might attract a large number of people who wanted to arrest him, and he would end up being sent to the dissection table.

He rejected such a cruel fate.

If that really happened, Tony promised that he would take care of his body. Becoming a laboratory animal and a corpse would be worse than death.

So as long as things are heading towards an irreversible direction, he will make sure to keep the last bullet for himself, and Raphael will take care of his affairs after his death.

He privately discussed with Raphael that if they completed the recycling mission and he was the unlucky one, then they could only ask for help from this mysterious girl who seemed to be in a very different status.

Hopefully, when the time comes, she can make a choice that is consistent with her credentials and her personality, just as she sent away Miss April Kehele before.

Maybe it will work, right?

Chapter 80 Verification

Regarding the agreement, Raphael did not give a clear and definite answer, she always had to weigh the pros and cons.

The value of a man like this is almost immeasurable, whether he is alive or dead.

She dared not say it completely, because she was not a god who could do whatever she wanted, but an ordinary person walking in the world. The information on the Internet is full of false and outdated information, but the public information that floats on the surface...

Those weapons and satellites flying outside the atmosphere are really scary.

For example, given the corresponding coordinates and inertial navigation system, all you need to do is to control the person and press the launch button. Even if you are thousands of miles away, there will always be a missile that will fall on your head.

If it's closer, you can choose to use a bomber to deliver a 2,000-pound bomb, and everything will be reduced to ashes, right?

If the distance is closer, a systematic army can call in 203mm, 155mm, or even lower 105mm howitzer shells to fly over your head immediately.

If the distance is closer, there are various weapons that can be operated and carried by individual soldiers.

In general, there is always a weapon that suits you.

The US military happens to be one of the only coercive agencies in the world that possesses this capability. When facing such a powerful group, the will of an individual is so insignificant that it is even more terrifying than the powerlessness that an ant feels when it sees humans.

So, she is not a god either.

As long as the worst situation does not come to the worst, Raphael intends to fulfill the agreement. If things get out of control, what happens will be beyond her control.

Raphael lay on the single bed and retrieved the most suitable building nearby from the database. However, there was no information about the communication cables issued to the Rangers in the database.

The performance is certainly not bad though.

The so-called reconstruction would take time, but it was just an excuse made by Lieutenant Colonel Bilis to prove her story. If the journey went smoothly, the reconnaissance team of the survivors' army would have arrived at the address she had given.

I should be looking for traces of her life in the house now. Photos, uniforms, study books and tools, especially things that only naval officers have...

Raphael and the Centaur team have already prepared these things and are just waiting for them to take the bait.

……

“Check the corners!”

"Hold on there!"

"Check the second floor!"

The thumping of collapsible crowbars and telescopic hammers came through the bug, and Doug heard the sound of wood splintering and muttered curses that challenged the human lexicon.

Doug smiled at Cecilia, Tony, and Alki, and whispered, "The survivors took the bait... They really came to check as Raphael planned."

"Won't it be exposed?"

"Probably not. We have been preparing for a long time."

"Found it, the Naval Academy ring..." Newman Lawrence held the huge Naval Academy ring and complained, "How can I put it? Why does every officer who graduated from the academy have this thing?"