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

Chapter 16: Full-band interference, start! (Seeking votes and support)

The two groups of gunmen hid behind debris on the street, in alleys and in cars, and attacked each other with machine guns, AK rifles, machine guns and flamethrowers.

Although it was not yet night, a snowstorm covered the street in orange and red snow, making it as dark as hell.

The wind howled at 40 miles per hour, and the sound of gunfire and the trail of fire from bullets pierced the snow.

The chaotic airflow rolled the snowflakes into a flying spiral, which slowly fell on the cold surface of the concrete roadblock.

The city was filled with a foul smell. The sewers had long been destroyed, sewage was overflowing on the streets, feces and urine were everywhere, and there was a chill in the air.

Office buildings and residential apartments were set ablaze by the flames of napalm, and flames and smoke continued to emerge from the holes in the walls that had been destroyed. Bullets, bricks, building debris, and fragments of blown-down poles and cars flew everywhere, raining down on the bus where Rafael was temporarily hiding.

The gadgets of the Strategic Bureau agents are really good, or rather, "incredible". She just saw someone launch a block of objects, which then stuck to a certain unlucky Purifier, followed by an explosion.

There are also those grenades or mines that roll on the ground and follow the target after selecting it. It's quite outrageous and disgusting.

Even though the power is not great, being hit by one will definitely make you dizzy. Looking at the gray mist rising from the explosion area and the violent coughing sounds, it can be basically determined that it is some kind of explosion-proof tear gas.

To her right was an office building with brightly decorated exteriors, and across from it was a small building, but inside it was an M240 firing from a third-floor window. The firing rhythm was very smooth, alternating between short and long bursts.

In an instant, more than 20 bullets hit the outer wall of the bus where Raphael was. Fortunately, the mechanical parts of the bus's underbody were of high quality and took on many attacks that it should not have taken on.

"Thanks, buddy!"

Raphael raised his hand and patted the black chassis parts, then turned to look in the direction of the Strategic Bureau agent, his face suddenly fell:

"If you want to fight, then I will accompany you first."

She did not panic, but instead placed the gun against the edge of the vehicle, and while clamping the handguard with her right hand, she also pressed the handguard tightly against the vehicle, thus creating a simple shooting posture that made the most of the cover.

Raphael calmed down immediately after his irritation and methodically fired his rifle at the machine gunners in the building.

At this time, another positioning pulse came from the direction of the special agent team.

She immediately activated the jamming module of the electronic countermeasure system and manually adjusted the transmission power in her mind space. Finally, with the help of the transmitting antenna of the MPU5 individual radio, she expanded the jamming range to half a block.

In the 40-meter radius around her, no one's communication equipment works!

Zhuoni Niang, call for reinforcements? No one should even think about it!

——Full-band jamming, on! She not only wanted to jam the radar-like devices in the agents’ hands, but also to paralyze the radio, satellite and other communications in the battle area, and perhaps even make the agents’ gadgets useless.

"Cooling limit countdown: 600 seconds"

This is the limit of her body's heat dissipation system. If it was just a simple radar confrontation, or communication confrontation, or network confrontation, it would last longer.

But at this time, Raphael no longer cared. With the idea of ​​testing the system stability, all modules of the built-in electronic countermeasure system were started in maximum power mode.

……

“There are still people here!”

"Throw two burning sticks over."

When the Purifiers saw that the machine guns in the building had gone silent, they immediately reorganized their formation and boosted morale, intending to wipe out the enemy who had caused them so many casualties in one fell swoop.

In their eyes, any intruder who interferes is just a dog-eat-dog fight.

The guys who broke in from the outside world, no matter how friendly they looked, were all the same. After the explosion, the engineer said that the Geiger counter he had installed for the safe house went off.

Many of my low-educated peers do not know what a Geiger counter is, nor do they understand the harmful effects of high-energy particle radiation.

But they trusted their co-worker, Verna Gresham, who lived and ate with them. He worked as a repair engineer for the city sanitation company, repairing basically everything from light bulbs to telephones, from toilet flushes to garbage trucks.

He is a very nice person. He never treats these street sweepers coldly and often helps them fix their personal belongings.

In general, everyone can see Weiner's character.

On the mechanical side, no one disputed his conclusions.

This time too, he said the radiation was dangerous and could completely destroy the city.

So they all believed it.

In the Purifier Gang, the leaders in charge of the cleanup operations gathered together to discuss how to save the city. Incineration can only kill pathogens and patients, and high-temperature flames cannot resist high-energy particle rays that can penetrate even steel and concrete.

Joe Ferro suggested that in addition to their daily purification work, the purification team should send personnel to enter large shopping malls to collect all the electronic products on the list provided by Weiner.

After obtaining enough radiation detection instruments, namely Geiger counters, they decided to measure the scope of the radiation zone manually and measure the radiation dose in each area.

Joe Ferro and Wiener Gresham had no idea how to deal with the radiation source. With Wiener's poor knowledge of chemistry and physics, he only thought of the Soviets who used boron and sand, and then thought of boric acid water.

The reason for thinking of boric acid water is very simple, because boron has a large neutron absorption cross-section and can effectively terminate nuclear fission.

You know, the control rods in nuclear reactors are made of boron.

But where can you get so much boric acid water in New York City? You have to go to glass factories to find some stock. Pure boric acid may be stored in chemical markets and some high schools and universities, but the quantity is not enough.

The more serious point is, where did the nuclear reactor come from in New York City?

The two of them thought of the huge explosion near the Empire State Building two days ago... radiation, explosion, maybe a dirty bomb?

There is no other way but to use manual measurement to figure out the radiation range of Midtown Manhattan.

Therefore, the Purifiers had a special exploration team to explore the deep blockade area. Zamora groped his way here, not only had to fight with the stranded hooligans, but also had to have a cordial exchange with the asshole with orange light on his body and exchange opinions with both sides.

Just fight if you want to. We're used to it anyway.

Although I don't understand the principle of radiation generation and how much damage it can cause to humans, it is definitely not something that is easy to deal with since it can make the boss and the mechanic show such terrifying faces.

Before departure, the two specifically reminded us that based on current protective measures, we should not enter areas above 3 roentgens.

You should know that 1 roentgen is approximately equal to 100 millisieverts (mSv), and a chest X-ray requires about 0.02 millisieverts, which is basically equivalent to three days of sun exposure; a CT scan with a larger measurement only requires 5 to 8 millisieverts.

The harm of nuclear radiation to humans and organisms is related to the dose of nuclear radiation, the time people are exposed to nuclear radiation, and the half-life of nuclear substances. In severe cases, it can cause immediate death. Specifically:

When the short-term radiation is less than 100 millisieverts, it is harmless to the human body; if it exceeds 100 millisieverts, it will cause harm to the human body;

At 100 to 500 mSv, people will not feel anything, but the number of white blood cells in the blood will decrease;

At 1000 to 2000 millisieverts, it can cause mild radiation sickness, such as fatigue, vomiting, loss of appetite, temporary hair loss, and decrease in red blood cells.

If the amount of radiation accumulated is higher, there will definitely be no future.

Chapter 17 Radiation Mutation

"3 roentgens, which is about 300 millisieverts per hour."

Zamora calculated in his mind that the pointer of the simple counter had reached 5, which meant that the radiation dose they were exposed to every hour in the radiation zone had already exceeded the safe upper limit.

Not only them, but also those bastards on the opposite side who were fighting with them fiercely were going to suffer the same fate.

Radiation damage has both random effects and determinism. The randomness cannot be evaluated, and anything can go wrong.

But there is a threshold that can be determined, and something bad will happen if it is exceeded.

Taking the evaluation of the deterministic effect of CT irradiation as an example, 1 Gray (Gy) is the threshold.

1戈瑞等于100个拉德（rad），1个拉德等于1.19个伦琴，所以确定要照出事儿的就是119个伦琴。

The radiation rate here is 3 roentgens per hour. The longer the delay, the more damage will be done to both sides. Zamora knew that this detachment had been in the radiation zone for too long. Even if they retreated now, the best outcome would be death from leukemia or some cancer in five years.

After all, the prognosis for radiation sickness depends on the radiation dose, dose rate, and part of the body irradiated. Other factors include the health of the person affected and whether they receive medical care.

In general, without medical care, half of the people exposed to a whole-body radiation dose of more than 3 Gy will die immediately, and those exposed to a dose of more than 8 Gy will almost certainly die.

People who receive doses of less than 2 Gy almost all recover completely within a month, although long-term complications such as cancer may occur.

With proper medical care, half of people who receive a whole-body dose of 6 Gy can still survive.

But this is New York, and hospitals with well-developed systems have long been overwhelmed by the huge number of greenback patients.

Therefore, if we delay here long enough and cause the opponent's entire elite agent team to suffer from acute radiation sickness, it will definitely be a profitable deal.

Maybe the other party doesn't know yet, but the Purifier Exploration Team encountered some strange guys when they entered the radiation zone of the Empire State Building.

They didn't look like living people. They exuded a foul stench from all over their bodies, walked crookedly, and waved M4A1 rifles randomly in their hands.

This always reminds Zamora of a movie from many years ago - Dawn of the Dead, in which the soldiers infected with the virus behaved almost the same as the guys encountered by the exploration team.

Reality has long proven that zombies are nothing more than an exaggerated interpretation of Haitian witchcraft.

When it actually appeared before my eyes, it was just a nightmare, and the effect was a bit creepy.

For a moment, Zamora even thought that these were all hallucinations and couldn't breathe.

When the charred figure appeared, he thought it was a dark devil coming down to the world with a grin, so he almost screamed.

But all that emerged was a man—in a men's suit, albeit a tattered one—with a gun, and the muzzle of the gun swayed up and down as his body moved.

It's okay to encounter strange things in shopping malls, but you can also see them on the street. The only explanation is that something unspeakable has changed in downtown New York.

The mutants with metallic luster on their faces were also difficult to deal with. It was difficult to kill them with pistol and submachine gun bullets. In the end, they were set on fire with napalm, and the difficult mutants were solved.

"What a fucking idiot," Zamora spat.

He felt the vibration from the bullets hitting the bunker and felt that he had to send someone to deliver the current surveying results, otherwise all his efforts would be wasted.

——We need to find someone smarter.

Zamora looked around at the people around him. They were not in good condition. Their faces were red, and their exposed arms were also red. It was hard to tell whether it was the result of the high temperature of the flames or the damage caused by the radiation.

His eyes kept scanning the members of the exploration team, giving people the feeling that he was suffering from severe mania.

But only he knew that "Zamora" was now sober and rational, and did not seem to be on the verge of mental collapse.

Those damn terrorists must have done it. They used explosive devices to release radioactive materials, turning New York's Midtown into a radioactive contaminated area.

At this moment, the enemy's bullets hit the bunker, and Zamora consciously bent over and leaned against the car body.

"Thomas!" He shouted to the young man hiding behind the pickup truck bed, "Come here!"

The young man wearing a chemical mask used his hands and feet to move around on the road full of junked cars and roadblocks, as agile as a monkey.

"What can I do for you?" he asked.

"Take it."

Zamora put two notebooks and a map with part of the city painted in red and yellow into Thomas's bag, then held his face in his hands and said word by word: "Deliver them to the leader. Can you do it?"

“But…” Thomas’ neck flushed and he looked left and right at his companions who were still fighting in front of him.

"Listen carefully. If we don't move, we will be in danger of being destroyed at any time. You haven't forgotten the weirdo we met when we were collecting supplies before."

The young man nodded.

"They will catch up. If we delay for even a moment, everyone will be in danger of being wiped out. Not only us, but also our companions who took a detour through the side alley."

Thomas nodded, looking at the other side with hatred in his eyes.

The guys on the other side are all assholes. They are clearly here to purify the city. Only in this way can New York recover from the disaster.

This has always been the case. As long as all sources of infection are eliminated, the plague will disappear naturally.

Why don't the guys who are against them understand?

The New York City government, the state government, and even the federal government do not care about the lives of ordinary people. Politicians and officials only care about their own lives.

Maybe they don’t even know that New York was hit by a dirty bomb.

……

ISAC, which was running offline, suddenly spoke:

"Ambient readings: Radiation index rising, agents evacuate the area as soon as possible."

……

The streets were littered with rubble, much of it from buildings destroyed by the riots, as the attackers attempted to re-establish their firing positions, thereby pinning down her and the other side of the mob that was playing with fire.

She fired sporadically to repel the Bureau agents, then turned to fire at the thugs advancing against the shops along the street, and assisted the agents in repelling the Purifiers.

The XM250 general-purpose machine gun has already been set up and can be operated and fired by simply turning around.

Raphael was not too worried about the amount of ammunition, as his good brothers stationed at the Williamsburg Bridge would provide it.

Although their role is more like a courier transit station, who cares, as long as it can be delivered to the designated location in time.

Raphael hated the thugs who played with fire more than the agents who used various props.

Now here, now there, they lit new fires, which were just as terrifying.