I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"Just think of it as the invisible Pip-Boy," the postman said briefly.

"Now I understand. It's really high-tech." Old Popsicle nodded.

Is this old popsicle not very intelligent? The postman muttered to himself, but he is quite charming.

When Sun Yang in front of them heard the news, his anus tensed up.

Commander! We've detected the Washington Brotherhood's movements! A massive airship called the Predwen is undergoing a test flight! All nearby personnel have been deployed to the Pentagon! They're probably concentrating on transporting supplies!

"According to the information we've picked up on our surveillance equipment, the reason for their activity is likely due to the return of a man named 'Long Wande' to the Brotherhood of Steel! Commander! What should we do next? Should we execute the plan ahead of time?"

[Commander?] The figure on the other end of the communication channel looked at the stunned Sun Yang and asked.

Send. This word suddenly popped up in Sun Yang's mind.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, why are they popping champagne at halftime! What’s the point of being so happy! Sun Yang cursed himself repeatedly.

"I'll be back soon! You guys, keep up! Time is running out!" Sun Yang said and ran forward. Although the people behind him didn't understand the situation, they could only follow Sun Yang and run.

"Mr. Sun! What happened?" Knight shouted as he chased after him.

"It's the Brotherhood! It's the Brotherhood of Steel! They're coming!" Sun Yang said as he ran. "If they come, all this technology will be destroyed! With how stubborn those guys are, they'll definitely blow the academy to pieces without leaving anything behind!"

320 Action Plan

"Report the situation!" Sun Yang rushed into his temporary base.

At this time, the humanoids in the base were all resting, and the humanoids who were preparing to sneak in from underground had already left and rushed to the vicinity of the mission location to wait.

Following behind Sun Yang were two men and women who were exhausted and out of breath.

Even though Old Popsicle and the Postman possessed exceptional physical strength, they were no match for the undead. They rested for a long time before recovering.

"Commander, the tactical humanoids have adjusted their equipment and are ready to set off at any time. The humanoids from the oasis are also ready and waiting for the commander's call." A tall humanoid with a calm expression and long blue hair reported to Sun Yang.

DP12. After Helena finished her report, she waited for Sun Yang's further instructions. Her gaze shifted from Sun Yang to the two humans panting behind her, and to Ariana, who was opening her mouth to dissipate heat.

"Thank you, Helena. Any news from the academy?" Sun Yang paused for a moment, then opened the window in front of him. There was so much intelligence that sometimes an adjutant had to compile it and verbally convey it to Sun Yang.

"Is this man in power armor trustworthy?" Helena asked.

"He is the helper I brought here. I can let him know the intelligence." Sun Yang nodded.

"Got it. No further movement has been detected in the dome hall of the Federal Polytechnic University directly above the academy." Helena explained the situation.

In the domed hall, a team of Super Mutants and a team of Synths have been battling for territory. Oasis's research department confirmed that this was a false signal sent by the academy to the outside world, in order to prevent other scavengers or members of other factions from wandering around.

When most people see Super Mutants and Synths fighting each other, they basically choose to avoid them. No one is idle enough to start a fight. You only have one life, so most people still cherish it.

Helena continued, "The local super mutants and synths were all created by the Academy as a means of concealing their true location. Currently, no signs of any forces being eliminated or of any collaboration between the two sides have been observed."

"Very good, thank you Helena." Sun Yang reached out and gently patted Helena's shoulder.

Just as he finished speaking, a new contact signal came through the window. Sun Yang picked it up and found that Rukatiye's face filled the entire screen.

[Sun Yang, I heard you're planning a raid on an organization called the Academy? I think it's time for me to take action.] Rukatiye took a few steps back. She had a ponytail, two greatswords crisscrossed at her sides. She seemed to have adapted to the oasis and adjusted her mindset.

"That's perfect." Sun Yang still needs a warrior who is good at charging into battle. Now Rukatiye has grown to a very powerful level.

Even Qiu or Sur from the Oasis could not defeat Rukatiye. Their physical and mental levels could no longer catch up with the performance of Rukatiye's undead.

Even so, Rukatiye has not yet reached the upper limit of her combat power. She can still continue to strengthen her body.

"Commander, is the academy a scary place? Why does it need so many troops?" Helena saw Sun Yang rubbing the dragon bell and shaking Rukatiye out of the base with great difficulty.

"Better safe than sorry, the more prepared the better. Welcome, Rukatiye." Sun Yang hugged Rukatiye, she looked in good spirits.

Perhaps she had a good time in the base during this period, and had many lively humanoids to accompany her, which made her feel much better.

"I mean what I say, Sun Yang. When do we start?" Besides two swords, Rukatiye only carried a pistol on her back. For her, long-range shooting was only used when absolutely necessary.

"It will be soon. I just need to take care of a few more things and we can start." After Sun Yang exchanged greetings with Rukatiye, he checked for loopholes in other plans.

"This..." Old Popsicle, who was resting nearby, wiped his goggles. "What kind of teleportation technology is this?"

They really don't have any secrets about me. Old Popsicle muttered to himself. And why are they all women? Only the logistics staff have a few men.

"The mission will start at nine o'clock tonight. Those bird detectors outside don't have very good night vision capabilities, and the environment is convenient for us to launch an attack. All units should maintain sufficient power and check the status of the bodies." After Sun Yang finished speaking, he turned and looked at Youchi and Lao Binggun.

"I won't assign you two a complicated task. Just follow the main force and kill the synths if you meet them. As for the scientific personnel, just leave them alive. Follow the main force, kill them or not, it's that simple." Sun Yang said to the two.

"No problem, Mr. Sun." Old Popsicle was not dissatisfied with this arrangement. Being able to join this battle was already a hard-won opportunity.

"Very good. Also, I can't find the caliber of your ammunition. If you don't mind, you can use plasma launchers and laser launchers. Would you like to choose one?" Sun Yang asked the nearby humanoids to bring over two heavy launchers and let Old Popsicle choose one.

"From what I've heard... don't you have an excess of firepower?" Old Popsicle looked around. Many shotgun T-Forces were carrying heavy launchers. There were also quite a few SMG T-Forces and Assault Rifle T-Forces mixed in, their role being to provide supplemental firepower for close-to-medium range combat.

"No one would complain about having too much firepower," Sun Yang warned. As someone with a deep-seated fear of insufficient firepower, Sun Yang always subconsciously pursued better firepower.

"That's right. Then I want this laser weapon... The configuration on it looks so familiar to me." Old Popsicle moved the heavy laser launcher over. Many of its structures and layouts were very similar to the laser machine guns he had seen before.

"You're right, it looks familiar. This weapon was developed based on the laser machine gun. After all, this type of weapon has been undergoing technological iterations for quite a while, so why not use an existing one? Don't think this is similar to the laser machine gun you use."

"This weapon embodies the hard work of the R&D department. Its range, power, focusing level, capacitance, and overheating problems have all been properly solved. A standard nuclear fusion core allows it to fire continuously for dozens of hours. You will have fun later." Sun Yang boasted like he was doing an advertisement.

"Let's take this weapon." Old Popsicle happily accepted the launcher.

"Alright, we've pretty much figured it out. All that's left is to wait for night to fall... You two should go get some sleep and rest. Once the fighting starts in a few hours, you won't have time to rest."

Sun Yang drove the two pure humans to a sheltered rest area to sleep.

Then he looked over the battle plan again and again, and explained in detail to Rukatiye the points that she needed to pay attention to later.

321 All-out War with the Academy (Part )

Everyone checked the time one last time and their equipment one last time. At nine o'clock in the evening, in the slightly cool night, humans and undead from different worlds and regions gathered together.

The humans who needed rest had already recovered to their best condition, while the humanoids who didn't need rest had been waiting for a long time.

They fight for the same people and the same goal.

"Professor." "Commander." "Sun Yang." "Mr. Sun Yang." "Boss."

A mess of names came from all directions, all directed at a silent man.

"The engineering humanoid team assembled, forward. The assault team will lead the way, and the heavy team will be responsible for the security of the left, right, and rear. Infiltration team, status?"

[This is AK15, in good condition, undetected.] Across the communication window was AK15's impassive face. Behind her were the long-awaited Rebellion Squad, AR Squad, and 404 Squad.

To ensure success and secrecy, the infiltration team did not deploy puppets. Instead, Sun Yang deployed his three most elite humanoid teams to the infiltration mission to ensure rapid advancement.

"Stay on standby and wait for orders." Sun Yang briefly gave the standby command and then signaled the humanoids on the ground.

The Oasis engineering figures, clad in heavy industrial power armor, were covered in tools for disassembly and assembly. They gathered in the center, surrounded by shotgun figures and puppets carrying heavy weapons.

At the front was the vanguard consisting of two Iron Bloods, Aliana, Rukatiye, the Postman and Old Popsicle.

Iron Blood provides sufficient firepower and breakthrough capabilities.

Ariana is equipped with an advanced sensory system and has extensive experience.

Rukatiye possesses the ability to "sniff" souls, allowing him to detect the specific location of soul-bearing individuals within a certain range. This power is possessed by all undead, though some possess more acute senses, while others are less so. Sun Yang falls into the category of those with less acute senses.

Old Popsicle and the Postman were two veterans, one a local and the other a warrior who had fought his entire life in the wasteland. If the former two overlooked some danger, these two should be able to spot it in time.

There were also some scattered figures with submachine guns and assault rifles moving through the surrounding buildings. Their formation was relatively loose, mainly used to scout whether there were any ambushing enemies around the team.

There are also several rifle and machine gun figures occupying the higher houses around, who can provide reconnaissance and fire support when necessary.

The assembled bunker buster was so large that Sun Yang couldn't move it. He could only have the engineering figures carry the tools and then assemble it on site.

This requires the engineering figures to manually assemble the several parts of the bomb device under the firepower of the battle, and then carry out the detonation mission.

This was a difficult task, and the Academy would certainly spare no effort in sending all of its synths to obstruct it. If the ground-penetrating bombs could not be assembled successfully, then the underground sewer team would be responsible for all subsequent operations.

After all, according to calculations by the Oasis Research Department, the academy had likely dug hundreds of meters down, and had also used a lot of materials for reinforcement. Those academy members hadn't dug down that long in vain.

The fact that such a large space hasn't collapsed shows that the academy has managed to produce some impressive materials. Without the demolition work, it would have taken a long time to even get the bombs there.

This well-equipped army marched forward in the darkness. Even if they tried to cover up their footsteps, it was useless; the noise made by their equipment alone was loud enough.

"Oasis Research Department. Is the signal jammer ready?" Sun Yang called Antonina, who was waiting at Oasis with a serious attitude.

[It's already been made.] The green-haired Antonina on the other side of the screen moved her camera, revealing a large signal jammer behind her. [This thing can theoretically disable all surrounding signals. However, if the academy has activated some kind of signal enhancement technology, it could still forcibly teleport troops at a relatively close distance.]

"It doesn't matter. I just need to prevent them from being teleported to the team. Thank you, Antonina." Sun Yang blew a kiss to Antonina, then took out the interference device and hung it on his body to prevent his team from being teleported in the face.

[Uh...] Antonina glanced around awkwardly. Over the communication channel, she could hear the snickers of the surrounding figures and Pascal's questioning voice.

[Antonina? Even you?] Pascal approached the camera, looking anxiously at Antonina, then at Sun Yang.

[What?] Antonina pinched Pascal's waist unhappily, causing him to bend over in shock.

[Ah, it hurts... I was just kidding.] Pascal closed one eye and stuck out his tongue.

[You're becoming more and more out of character. I'm going to rest! Pascal! Call me when you need me to go on stage!] Antonina poked Pascal's "majestic" chest muscles again and ran off camera to rest.

"Professor, could you please calm down a bit?" Pascal turned around, his face puffed up, and said, "Even I would be angry. Can't you wait a few days?"

"Okay, okay... I will pay attention to my words and actions." Sun Yang quickly said that he would not do it next time.

***

The team moved quickly along the main road. Their previous temporary base was west of the Federal Polytechnic Institute, and now they were heading east.

Under the cover of night, several drones rose into the air, circling in the cold wind. These standard combat drones were equipped with cameras, fire control equipment, and automatic machine guns, capable of carrying out integrated strike and reconnaissance missions.

"Commander, there's a group of Super Mutants three kilometers north of our team moving towards us." Helena (DP12), who was temporarily acting as adjutant, reported to Sun Yang.

"Hmm? That shouldn't be the case. The academy can't control the activities of super mutants. They're just left alone." Sun Yang moved forward while letting the drone conduct a detailed inspection nearby. "Is there something attracting them?"

"Commander, we've detected a large amount of slaughtered animal flesh nearby. However, we can't verify what kind of creature it is."

As soon as Helena finished speaking, in the drone's field of view,

Suddenly, several blue lights appeared near the group of super mutants, and several synths jumped out carrying large barrels filled with chopped meat. They scattered the minced meat on the ground and moved towards their own troops while spreading it.

The super mutants, who were obsessed with fresh flesh and had a penchant for eating all kinds of creatures, began to stir as they smelled the strong scent of blood in the air.

He'd been hooked already?! Sun Yang's gaming mindset had once again become his downfall. In the original game, he'd only known that super mutants made all sorts of meat bags, filled with pounded flesh, but Sun Yang had never considered why they did this.

After all, a blood bag in the game is just a box. Sun Yang had assumed that super mutants would eat humans and animals. But he hadn't considered that these giant green creatures had voracious appetites and would frantically search for fresh flesh and blood to fill their stomachs.

The academy had invested heavily in biological experiments, apart from other things. All they had to do was slaughter and grind up some failed biological experiments, make bait, and then have the synths teleport them away, and the super mutants would naturally be lured in.

The strong smell of blood made the super mutants within a few kilometers radius excited.

"North Side Action Team! Intercept those super mutants! PKP! Ram! Bring your puppets to support the North Side Team!"

Sun Yang immediately gave the order, and the submachine gun and assault rifle figures in the north building immediately moved into action. The puppets in the team launched combat drones, which circled around the figures.

At the end of the main team, two machine gun dolls providing fire support also followed.

PKP and Ram ran past Sun Yang, and the northern team hurried out. The shotgun troopers in the main group repositioned their defenses and rebuilt their firepower network.

This unit's speed wasn't slow. Even the engineer figures, laden with equipment, could trot along the bumpy road.

Even so, the academy sensed danger. They probably hid a lot of crows around to monitor the road, and when a large number of crows lost their signal, even the dumbest person would have reacted.

Sure enough, they noticed it. Sun Yang was not surprised. Such a large-scale activity could not have gone unnoticed.

Zizizizi... an inexplicable sound of electrical signal interference wafted through the air. Dozens of blue lights flashed briefly in the center of the main group before being deflected by the signal jammer carried by Sun Yang.

The humanoids using the Zener Protocol, whose communications had been upgraded by Pascal, a mentalist, and Antonina, an electronic warfare specialist, were naturally not afraid of such interference. However, the academy's transmissions were heavily dependent on radio signals.

After all, classical music can be heard everywhere in Boston, and the academy can basically transmit it wherever classical music is needed. Similarly, if the radio signal is interfered with, the academy's transmission will become less accurate.

Blue lights flickered outside nearby buildings and the team. A large group of heavily armed first- and second-generation synths teleported dizzily into the action team and the defense network. Most were teleported to the south of the team, with a few to the north.

Most of the synths that were transported were first-generation synths, armed only with blue iron tubes (the academy's laser guns) and stun guns. The remaining second-generation synths wore heavy white armor and carried plasma projectiles. This was probably the best weapon the academy could mass-produce.

These synths were supposed to have originally planned to run to the designated ambush site and try to ambush their own troops.

But the people in the academy obviously didn't expect that Sun Yang would carry the jammer around. The interfered transmission device directly teleported the synthetic human troops to the periphery of the team, without affecting the engineering team on the way in the middle at all.

What they didn't expect was that the humanoid's alert range was ridiculously large, even in the dark.

The roaming T-dolls armed with submachine guns and assault rifles were no pushovers. They attacked the instant the synths teleported in. Before the synths could react, they were showered with laser and electromagnetic weapons.

The synths' flimsy armor was no match for the Griffin humanoids' excessive armor-piercing firepower. After all, these weapons were originally intended for the Brotherhood of Steel. The humanoids were quite fascinated by weapons that could penetrate tin cans.

The laser weapons in the hands of the submachine gun humanoids shot at these synths. These laser weapons with outrageous power and accuracy harvested large numbers of the first generation of synths who tried to launch an attack. The red lasers cut and melted these synths into waste.