I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

Ming Jin withdraws his troops.

"Let's go, don't hang around here." Sun Yang really didn't want to stay in this place, so he called on the people around him to move around.

Before leaving, Sun Yang didn't forget to leave a bunch of local supplies here. Basically, it was various medical supplies, a lot of miscellaneous food, and some handheld synthetic detection devices.

This detection device was previously delivered to the Quincy Volunteers along with the supplies, and they have probably already used it.

The material compensation was partly because Sun Yang still had a guilty conscience, after all, he had rushed in and killed quite a few people. The other reason was that if he didn't give compensation, Fanglin Town might be doomed.

The humanoids began to move after hearing the order, and Sun Yang strode out. At the door of the memory vault, several guards stood there, and in front of them stood Hancock, with a serious face.

The guards looked very frightened and would have run away if Hancock hadn't been standing in front of them.

Mayor Hancock did not act rashly. He only slowly approached when Sun Yang walked out, and was then pointed at with guns by the AR team and the puppet.

"Dear sir..." Hancock was about to say something when he heard Sun Yang's voice from under his helmet.

"This store has been assisting synths in escaping. In the name of...um...Mojave Military Base, I arrested the relevant personnel and dismantled and sealed the machines related to synths. Our personnel have already covered the warranty for those infiltration devices, and they can still be used for several more years." Sun Yang interrupted Hancock directly.

"Aren't you from the Mojave Griffin Oasis Expeditionary Force?" Hancock frowned.

"Of course the expeditionary force departed from the military base," Sun Yang argued. He simply forgot the name he had made up. "I left you dozens of instruments that can detect synths. As well as a lot of supplies and materials. Consider it my compensation."

"Then may I ask what you will do in the future..."

"I probably won't come again." Sun Yang didn't want to get involved too much, nor did he want to engage in diplomacy.

Hancock breathed a sigh of relief. These plague gods had come and gone quickly, but this town might never recover. There was still much trouble to come.

For Sun Yang, the mission in this small town has been completed. What he has to do next is to clean up the hometown of the railway.

There's no particular reason, it's simply because Sun Yang doesn't like these guys. It's simply unbelievable that Boston can tolerate such a weird organization like yours.

310 The Fall of the Railway

Desmonda, the leader of the railway, suddenly felt a sense of unease. She raised her head and looked around, trying to find the source of this unease.

There was nothing strange about it. The railway staff were still diligently organizing materials and transmitting information. Occasionally, expatriate personnel would come back to exchange and report information.

The situation had not been optimistic, but since we occupied this central control room last year (Fallout 2281), the deployment of personnel and supplies has finally been put on track. The work of rescuing the synths and confronting the Institute has finally progressed steadily.

Those dispatched operators often don't bring accurate information; there are always ambiguities or misjudgments. But they will grow up; they just need training and experience... Desdemona watched as the dispatched operator excitedly pushed aside those who blocked his path and ran towards her.

Hoping that nothing went wrong, Desymona adjusted her mindset.

"Desdemona! Big event! Big event!" The dispatched operator ran over breathlessly.

"Calm down. Take your breath and speak." Desdemona had seen many new recruits come back shouting and boasting, only to bring back insignificant intelligence. She glanced around, making sure there were no low-level field agents, and then let him speak.

"Fanlin Town was attacked by a group of unknown forces, with about 40 people, all equipped with high-tech weapons. Fanglin Town has now fallen. The group ran directly into the memory vault and smashed and looted. When we entered, Dr. Amari and related equipment were all missing. This news was from half a day ago." The operator quickly explained what he knew.

Desdemona felt her vision go dark. The news was so horrific that even she was unwilling to face the reality for a few seconds. However, her strong mental state allowed her to quickly calm down and think about her next move.

As soon as her mind started to work, she grabbed the operator by the collar and asked, "Have you noticed that you are being followed?"

"Of course, we went through a lot of people to pass the information to me. I'm very sure I wasn't discovered." The operator nodded quickly.

"This should buy some time... I'm sorry, but you can't rest. Go get as many supplies as you can, then go to each safe house and tell all the operators that the control room is no longer safe," Desdemona quickly pushed the operator.

The other party clearly knew about Amari's connection to the railway. They'd been operating there for a long time, so it was unlikely they'd just randomly make enemies. Since there had been no impact for so long, the railway's covert operations must have been reliable enough...

But since they've already found Amari, it means the enemy is fully aware of the Railroad, and that they're supporting the synths and opposing the Academy. It's just unclear to what extent they've already gained this information...

We can't stay in this place anymore, we must move immediately and run to other places in batches!

"Level 1 alert! Everyone! We're exposed! Pack up your stuff within ten minutes! Bury anything you can't take away on the spot! Hurry!" Desdemona gave the order decisively. Although the operators around her looked bewildered, after hearing their boss's order, they still chose to obey the instruction and pack up the things on hand.

But how could they pack up everything they had here in ten minutes? Just packing up their supplies took more than ten minutes, and many people had just been woken up and were just getting up in a daze.

The entire control room quickly became noisy as people gathered their belongings with swift movements. Desdemona gave a few more detailed instructions on what to throw away and what to keep, then joined in the packing.

"No, you're not fast enough." A buzzing male voice sounded from the crowd.

"Who?!" Desimona shouted, but because the environment was too noisy, she couldn't hear where the voice came from.

"You don't need to know." A ball of air suddenly appeared in the open space of the main control room, and then a burning fireball as big as a car tire appeared in the air and hit the senior fighters who were collecting supplies nearby at a rapid speed.

Even the most alert warriors could not have anticipated the fireball that would burst from the air and explode as it struck a person.

The high temperature of nearly a thousand degrees instantly melted the fighter, and the exploding flames made the surrounding fighters scream and fall to the ground.

The lucky ones only had a part of their limbs burned, while the unlucky ones died immediately. The exploding flames quickly ignited everything around them, and the entire control room instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The flames engulfed everything. The ammunition boxes that were affected by the flames that seemed like life immediately exploded due to the high temperature. Countless bullets bounced in the space, and the neatly placed grenades exploded. The shattered metal fragments killed the operators here for the second time.

The railway staff had no idea what was happening, but they knew something dangerous was in the control room. Everyone who was still able to move either took the injured or ran towards the escape route they remembered.

Desimona estimated the opponent's position based on the twisted ripples in the air she had just seen, and she pulled out her pistol and fired repeatedly.

"Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The bullet hit something hard, making a dinging sound, and then the bullet fell to the ground.

"It's a very accurate shot, but it's meaningless." Another ball of fire condensed and hit the crowd that was still crowded and trying to run away.

Amidst the flames and screams, these people who were willing to fight for the synths but turned a blind eye to the people of the wasteland were reduced to an ugly, cohesive mass of charcoal.

Desdemona remained calm and ran quickly, firing repeatedly with her gun, trying to find ripples in the air caused by the opponent's movement... No, the opponent did not move from beginning to end!

"Damn it!" Desdemona shifted behind the cover, her eyes fixed on a nearby supply box that hadn't been destroyed by the flames. This supply box had probably fallen here after being blown away, and there were still a few grenades inside.

The enemy didn't notice! Desdemona decisively fired a burst of shots from another direction, then rushed towards the box from the opposite direction.

"Puff, puff, puff!" Three dull sounds were heard, and Desimona only felt a heat in her waist and thighs, followed by severe pain spreading from the wound to her whole body.

Although Desdemona's clothes were made of a lot of pre-war bulletproof lining and had two layers of it, the bullets from the opposite side still easily penetrated her clothes and entered her body.

"Cough! Cough...Ah..." Her abdomen and thigh were pierced, and she could no longer move. Enduring the intense pain, Desdemona pulled out Injection X and a treatment needle from her pocket and tried to get herself back on her feet.

"Puff!" Another dull gunshot was heard, and Desimona's palm holding the potion was directly smashed to pieces, along with the potion in her hand.

A little further away, the operators who hadn't been killed stared in horror at the heavily armed soldiers before them. These soldiers, armed with heavy laser and plasma launchers, pulled the trigger without hesitation when they saw the operators running out.

Crimson lasers and deep green plasma jets bombarded these railway operators. There was no possibility of retaliation. The armor of the humanoids was far beyond the ability of these operators who mainly engaged in covert operations and intelligence work to penetrate.

These operators can't even take out a large-caliber machine gun or anti-material rifle.

Even though some people tried to use their homemade Gauss rifles to fight the enemy, facing the enemy's exaggerated firepower, these railway operators who could only fight in the passage had no chance to fight back.

In a daze, Desimona felt someone holding her up. She couldn't see anything, but only saw Vivi's distorted air grabbing her arm.

Across from her, a male voice that had only just become familiar spoke again, "It's all over. Both your farce and the academy."

Desdemona was almost out of words. Her femoral artery had been pierced and was bleeding profusely. It wouldn't be long before she died from excessive blood loss.

"Why...why did you do this..." Desdemona just wanted to know the answer before she died.

"You don't understand why I do this, and that's why I want to kill you." Sun Yang grabbed a dagger and stabbed it into Desimona's head.

The AR15 and M4, who remained stealthed, put the body down and fired a round each at the body, making sure it was completely dead before reloading.

311 Cutting the Grass and Eradicating the Roots

In reality, the operators' evasive efforts were completely useless. Sun Yang had already had the humanoids locate the railway's headquarters. Before he returned to the Fallout world, several humanoids had activated their cloaking devices and conducted reconnaissance missions near the railway's main control room.

After Sun Yang led his team to rob Fanglin Town, they immediately ran towards the control room.

He divided the troops into three teams here, and the main force advanced to the vicinity of the Federal Polytechnic Institute, where they looked for a place to build a temporary base.

The Heavy Shotgun T-dolls were carrying too much equipment and lacked sufficient power to load their stealth modules, so they could only move with the main group. They separated midway and dispersed to the main control room.

The last small vanguard force activated the stealth module and followed Sun Yang on a long journey straight to the main control room.

Compared to those railway operators who had to go around in circles while running home, the infiltration team led by Sun Yang was much faster.

Even with the stealth module that consumes a lot of electricity, the humanoid can still travel long distances. After Sun Yang used all the invisibility, silence, and fall control magic, he ran for two hours without stopping thanks to the excellent endurance of the undead.

After arriving at the main control room, Sun Yang did not rush to take action. He maintained his invisible state and walked around the main space to see if there was anything that needed to be preserved. Then he waited in the central open space of the main control room for the subsequent heavy-armored humanoids to arrive at the battle position.

Only when the agent carrying the intelligence arrived did Sun Yang take the initiative to attack and wipe out the core personnel of the railway in one fell swoop.

"No one survived," M4 confirmed after communicating with the team members. "But we don't know where the human named Di Geng is. Someone called out that name in the combat logs, but no one responded."

"They must be chasing after Old Popsicle. He can't cause any trouble on his own, at least not for us," Sun Yang said, looking at Desmonda, who had been beaten into a pulp at his feet. "Are there any changes with the Brotherhood? Are they ready to set off?"

"According to the detected logistics data, the Brotherhood of Steel is still preparing the supplies needed for the expedition. But our monitoring equipment detected a significant decrease in the input of a certain type of material, a composite metal armor plate. I think this is a bit strange, Commander, do you know anything?" M4 asked Sun Yang.

"That means their airship is finished. But it's so strange. It's only 2282, and only a few years have passed. How long did it take these people to make it by hand?" Sun Yang felt that time was a bit tight.

According to Sun Yang's understanding of the game background, the Brotherhood of Steel should have successfully contacted the Washington Brotherhood headquarters in 2287 after Dan's team received help from Old Popsicle, and then the Washington side set out north to the Boston area.

As for the number of airships, the setting book seems to say there were two, but there's only one in the game. Sun Yang can't tell which one to take as the correct number.

After all, no one said when the airship was built or what problems occurred during its construction.

There seems to be a Pittsburgh nearby, right? If we clean it up, we'll have a fairly functioning industrial zone. With an industrial zone, it won't be difficult to build an airship.

I should have left a humanoid there... No, I don't think it would have been able to penetrate much even if I had. I can't eavesdrop on conversations in the upper levels' rooms.

The Brotherhood seems to have equipment that can block teleportation technology. The principle seems to be related to electromagnetic barriers or something. The cloaking device on the humanoid will be overloaded.

"Then it depends on Old Popsicle's speed. If he takes too long, I'll have to take action first. These instruments need to be moved over, Old Popsicle will need them." Sun Yang asked several humanoids to move out the high-tech-looking instruments around, and then return them to the main base.

"What is the speed of an old popsicle?" M4 obviously didn't understand Sun Yang's riddle.

"If nothing unexpected happens, he should face Kroger next, and then look for an opportunity to enter the academy. I admire this person very much, so I arranged for the postman to follow him and help him. I am happy to secretly help him enter the academy and find his child, but if the brotherhood comes before that... I can't wait any longer, I must seize the opportunity and enter the academy first." Sun Yang explained to M4.

The main reason for the change still lies with the Washington Brotherhood. If they don't take action, Sun Yang would be happy to wait slowly for Old Popsicle to find a way to enter the college.

But if they start to move, it will be troublesome. One of the main goals of the Washington Brotherhood in coming to Boston is to attack the academy and eliminate the synths. Their purpose is very clear: to blow the academy to pieces.

That won’t do. Sun Yang is eager to sneak in and steal the third-generation synthetic human technology.

Your brother would say, "These technologies are too dangerous and must be destroyed." Then he would overload the reactor and set the academy on fire. Is that reasonable?

"Commander, I don't think there is any need to wait here. It's a waste of time to worry so much. You know the location of the academy, right? Let's set out now to capture the academy. Is the opinion of that old popsicle important? The volunteers he represents can't provide any real assistance to Griffin." Brother 16 didn't quite understand Sun Yang's arrangement.

"It doesn't matter who he is... What's important is that I hope he can finish his own business and leave no regrets... Just think of it as my personal willfulness. We are more or less qualified to be willful now. Besides, even if we are preparing to attack the academy, we need to make good plans and preparations." Sun Yang was still unwilling to give in on this point.

At least let Brother Knight untie his knot. Sun Yang pondered these things in his mind while letting the surrounding humanoids gather in the destroyed control room.

The heavy-armored T-dolls that participated in the attack need to return to the main base and wait for orders. The fighting that took place between the town of Fanglin and the main control room was too loud. In a day or two, the entire wasteland will know that the town of Fanglin has been severely damaged.

The battle taking place here on the railway is not easy to cover up. Letting the heavily armored humanoid leave on foot will easily expose their whereabouts. Other forces in the wasteland will notice this and arouse suspicion.

"Thank you for your hard work," Sun Yang said, sending the heavily armored T-dolls back one by one after completing their mission. He then turned to look at the AR team still on standby. "Next, we'll have to wait and see what happens, and try to find a way to sneak into the academy."

"Commander, didn't you say before that the academy was built underground in the Federal Polytechnic Institute? How come you got the blueprints?" Brother 16 continued to ask.

"No matter how deep we hide, we still need water. These people in the academy don't have the ability like me to transport water resources back home. What's more, building a nuclear reactor will definitely require a lot of water resources. We should be able to find a water source to enter the academy." Sun Yang said, touching his chin.

"Commander, I thought you would take out those nuclear warheads you have hidden and blow a big hole in the ground. Commander, I have followed you in many battles in various places, and every time we used full firepower and manpower." RO complained from the side.

"If you can end the battle with superior firepower, why would you deliberately put yourself in a disadvantageous position? But the resistance in this area is not very strong. We haven't encountered a battle that is too unsolvable so far... In order to have the ability to resist at that moment, I will find an opportunity to increase your physical strength." Sun Yang moved his body and released the invisibility package again.

"So our next step is... scout and wait?" M4 took over.

"We can have a good rest once we find the entrance to the cave. Well, if the progress on Old Popsicle's side is not going well, I can also share the information about the entrance to the cave." Sun Yang took out a bottle of water and drank it, then waved his hand and burned the bottle with flames.

"That Knight, he's obviously a man..." AR15 frowned.

"It's obvious that the Commander thinks highly of Old Popsicle. Are you jealous regardless of the occasion or the person? How many men has the Commander had close relationships with so far?" RO quickly interrupted this delusion.

"Isn't that Strade? After he left, Ayang lost his appetite and was worried about everything he did." AR15 immediately found the candidate.

"I say again, I'm not a fucking gay. I need the magic research provided by Strade. Without researchers, many things cannot be researched. I only love you guys." Sun Yang said casually.

"Did I hear you wrong? Say it again, Commander!" After checking the bodies on her side, Gouzi jumped over to Sun Yang. However, because Sun Yang had turned invisible, she couldn't grasp the exact location of her commander.

"...I love you all. You are all my wings." It was a bit embarrassing to say it directly. Sun Yang touched his face. He was still not good at saying this kind of thing.

"I vomited, really." Brother 16 stuck out his tongue.

"Hmm... it's a bit unsafe. I'll summon someone later..." Sun Yang muttered.

After finishing talking about all the messy things and assigning new tasks, Sun Yang and the AR team that had been following him left this troubled place.

***

Afterwards, the control room fell into silence and stillness for a while. No one survived, only the corpses scattered on the ground and the traces of fierce fighting, vaguely reflecting the situation at that time.

It wasn't until two days later that a group of cautious scavengers slowly sneaked into the base.

The scavengers had heard the sounds of fighting and had found a place they thought was safe to hide in. They hid there for two full days, and only entered the railway base with trepidation two days after the battle ended.