I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"If it weren't for the intelligence and equipment support, we might have been killed by this guy with a Gauss rifle." UMP9 directly rejected 416's statement.

"Don't be in a hurry, the mission is not over yet. Well, let's do our old job, everyone. I need to find the three people who are still alive here..." Sun Yang described to Team 404 who the people they wanted to capture were.

Incidentally, this old stingy fellow didn't even give him the holorifle. The rifle had been damaged during 416's blasting operation, so Sun Yang had no choice but to send this impressive weapon, Elder Elijah's own creation, back to base for reverse engineering. He also had Strider repair it—using repair magic, of course. You can't just let people research a piece of junk, right?

If reverse research is troublesome, the worst that can happen is that we can negotiate with those weird science cults when we go to the mountains later.

"There are three people here. One is a blue-skinned mutant staying at the police station. He has schizophrenia and possesses two personalities. This Pip-Boy is for you. Go find a tape recorder under the police station and play it. You can change his personality. One of these personalities is called Dog, and the other is called God. It's up to you to decide whether to abduct him or kill him."

"A blue-skinned mutant? And schizophrenia?" G11 seemed to have a thought. "That's too politically correct, Commander. I never thought a non-human species could be labeled as mentally ill."

"You've been playing too many crappy games, G11. Blue-skinned mutants get their skin blue from using a lot of Invisibility Boy. This Invisibility Boy has strong side effects and is also addictive."

"In short, blue-skinned mutants are one of the most violent among the intelligent mutants. There should be someone in New Vegas who can handle this matter, but I don't think I need to take care of it," Sun Yang explained.

"It sounds like there's quite a lot of plot and quest lines. Well, at least it's better than just having an identity." G11 nodded in understanding.

"The next one is a ghoul. Hmm, why is G11 scared?" Sun Yang glanced at G11, whose expression had visibly worsened.

"Shiki, they're just like zombies! 416, why did you hit me on the head?" G11 turned around and looked at 416.

"This joke is too old. Why are you still afraid of zombies?" 416 complained.

"The ghouls in this place are transformed from living people after consuming excessive radiation. The skin of these humans will become very scary, but they actually retain their rationality and can communicate. These ghouls have a very long lifespan, and some have lived from before the war to the present. However, the ghouls' brains may become abnormal over time, and then they will be called crazy ghouls - but then they will be no different from an ordinary zombie. Of course, this ghoul will be tied up if possible, and killed if it cannot be tied up." Sun Yang explained.

"What about the last one?" UMP45 asked.

"I'll deal with the last one. That place does have some technological products, so I'll go and recycle them directly. As for the Oasis base, I'll get a cracking chip." Sun Yang waved his hand and took out a plug-in that could crack local computers.

After all, Sun Yang's body can connect with the signals of the world and Oasis Base, so as long as Sun Yang finds the access terminal, he can just insert the chip and wait.

As for the holographic security guard, Sun Yang simply didn't have the confidence to fight it. Just because the protagonist in the game was hit by two beams of radiation was no problem, that didn't mean they were safe in real life.

After all, in the game, the Mailman's damage reduction from Ranger Elite Riot Armor and Power Armor are similar. Does that mean Riot Armor can really compete with Power Armor? Anyway, Power Armor has better protection.

He knew that the thing was powerful, so he used invisibility and silence to hide away. Even if the humanoid listened to his advice, he probably still didn't think that a broken projection could be powerful.

Although Sun Yang had no idea how the thing attacked, the high-energy beam could probably burn some metal. He wondered how much the humanoid's anti-laser coating could withstand against the holographic guard.

If you are careless and get hit by the laser, at best you will lose your combat effectiveness, at worst you will have to go back to the base to recharge.

As for Sun Yang, he said he could just take a building block from the base, place it in front of him to block the enemy, and then run away. The humanoids didn't have such convenient skills.

"That's it. Go ahead and be careful of traps along the way. Also, the knives used by the demons you encounter along the way are very sharp, durable, and dangerous. Try to kill them from a distance, or find a way to prevent the demons from fighting with knives."

"A table knife? Is there any need to be careful with a table knife?" UMP45 felt puzzled.

"If the table knives here can split metal, I think you need to be cautious. I won't ask you to recycle this kind of weapon for now. We can do this together after we're done." Sun Yang explained.

"Since the Commander has explained it so strictly, I'll remember it." 416 had no doubts. The Commander had repeatedly stated intelligence he hadn't even gathered, and it was always accurate. She couldn't possibly have any doubts.

Sun Yang sent Team 404 aside, letting them form their own team to capture the person. Then he felt over Elijah's body, who was in a deep coma.

Please, I'll just strip you naked. In front of everyone in Team 404, Sun Yang stripped Elder Elijah naked, leaving him only in his underwear and collecting the rest.

"You shouldn't have a welding gun hidden in your crotch, right, Uncle Elijah? It feels too weird to touch someone else's crotch. This isn't a medical operation or an autopsy." After Sun Yang finished speaking, he asked the big orange cat AI to make a large iron cage with fine iron bars, and took out an electric welding tool.

"I'll be kind and spare your life." Sun Yang covered Elijah with a blanket to prevent him from catching a cold and dying quickly, then threw him into a cage and stuffed him with a bunch of Snickers bars and purified water. Then Sun Yang closed the cage and welded the connection points with an electric welding gun.

"Commander, why did you weld the cage shut?" UMP45, who had assigned the personnel, watched Sun Yang's performance.

"Because I didn't plan to let him out. Hehehe, you'll be trapped here to death." After carefully confirming that the welding was solid, Sun Yang pushed the cage near the gate and placed an automatic turret not far away. It was set to shoot when Elijah came out or when non-friendly units approached nearby.

On Team 404's side, UMP45 and UMP9 went looking for the mutants, while 416 and G11 went looking for the ghouls. Everyone immediately split up and went about their own business.

Elder Elijah...didn't wake up, nor did he suddenly open his eyes. Although his experience could be called legendary, his physique wasn't strong enough to recover quickly from taking a powerful anesthetic.

After all, this thing is prepared for use in the operating room, and Elijah is not a superman. Although he has a lot of scientific and technological knowledge in his head, he has not undergone any transformation because of it.

132 Wow, it’s a big blue guy

"Oh? This looks like a code for a vending machine? Take it." 45 put a square of tape into his bag.

"Sister 45, don't we have to avoid that guy?" 9 looked worriedly at the tall human sitting on the ground in the cage and muttering to himself.

He was incredibly tall, at least two meters tall, with a broad frame, well-developed muscles, and skin a deep blue. 9 suspected that this human only needed to use his bare hands to break free from the cage.

After leaving the pool, 45 and 9 successfully reached the Villa District Police Station. They easily shot the ghosts in the head, and they just had to follow the route.

After entering the police station, 45 and 9 searched the surrounding area. Although most of the items they found were unused weapons, equipment, and ammunition, there were also some items that looked like code disks scattered around. Although they didn't know what they were, considering that they were unique, 45 and 9 still took the code disk.

As they walked further down, they saw many different radio stations placed around a prison. Those radio stations emitted a specific frequency, and inside the prison was the blue-skinned human.

Their commander Balabala talked a lot about blue-skinned mutants, and 45 and 9 knew at a glance that the guy in front of them was a blue-skinned mutant.

But contrary to the commander's description, the blue-skinned mutant had been sitting silently on the ground since they entered, completely motionless. Aside from occasional complaints about the loud radio, the blue-skinned mutant hadn't made a single sound. He also seemed to completely ignore the intrusions of 45 and 9.

Its body was covered with scars, and even its arm was clamped by a metal clamp. The metal teeth were deeply embedded in its arm, and the wound had long been festering. The slightest movement would start to bleed from the wound.

But the mutant seemed to feel no pain and just sat there without saying a word.

This was also why 9 was feeling uneasy. This mutant was a little too scary. If he'd just stood there and pounded on the railing, that would have been fine, but he was just sitting there doing nothing.

"Because of those radios, I said don't worry about it. The commander said the collar would be affected by the signal, and these radios should have similar functions. As long as you get close to the collar, the explosion alarm will be triggered. If it is really fully controllable, it would not be placed in the prison. And if it cannot be controlled by itself, then the supervision measures must be reliable and controllable." After 45's analysis, he thoroughly reviewed this level and took 9 to the next level.

"I knew you would come. Go to the level below the cage. Maybe you can see the words I carved on the wall of the villa area." Suddenly, a rational voice came from nearby.

"Recording, someone recorded it in advance?" 45 vigilantly followed the source of the sound and found that a set recorder nearby was activated.

"Follow my voice and go further ahead... The guy in the cage is crazy. I have to lock him in there because he always disobeys me."

"Perhaps you're just another poor soul trapped here, and I can't risk it again. If that's the case, I can't let you unleash Madness, at least not now."

"If you're the one I'm hoping will bring Madness back to me, and I'm using him to bring others here, then I'm going to use you now, and the Pip-Boy you have."

"It is simple to open the cage that holds madness. Bring my voice to the cage, let me talk to the trapped beast. Then you and I, we can talk."

This seemingly rational voice rambled on for a long time, and its words gradually became fragmented. But 45 and 9 still understood the general meaning.

After entering the basement, 45 and 9 consulted the police terminal there and determined that this code was used for emergencies. They also found a strange cassette that could be inserted into the Pip-Boy or the terminal.

Simply put, this code can unlock certain special recipes of the terminal, allowing the terminal to produce certain combat materials normally.

For example, certain calibers of ammunition, treatment needles, weapon repair kits, and other equipment. Considering the large number of weapons left here, as long as the guards have enough chips, it is not a problem to clear all the enemies in the casino.

And this cassette, after pressing the button in the 45-pack Pip-Boy, only an old voice said: "Dog, return to the cage."

"This thing can change personality? Why is it so crude?" 9 pointed at Pip-Boy.

"9, wasn't the Dark Souls world the Commander stayed in before much more outrageous than this? The entire world is in a state of disordered time and space. Once you walk far away, you can't see each other. Dead enemies will be resurrected again after a puff of dust. It's just a matter of changing your personality with just a sentence. What's the big deal?" 45 has already taken it lightly.

"That's right... I really can't understand that world..." 9 muttered in agreement. Then, he and 45 returned to the place where the blue mutants were imprisoned.

The blue-skinned mutant remained seated. 45 had 9 prepare tranquilizer rounds and hollow-point ammunition while she played the recording from the Pip-Boy.

"Dog, get back to the cage."

After Pip-Boy spoke, the blue-skinned mutant trembled all over and then stood up from the ground. He turned around and stared at 45 and 9 with a ferocious face.

He tried to move closer, but the ticking sound in his stomach made him return to his original position.

"Look who's here? I'm disappointed that you're not the ones I was waiting for. But... you're very obedient, which is good. Since you let me out of the cage, it means you're not stupid..." The blue-skinned mutant immediately began speaking arrogantly after seeing 45 and 9.

"You'd better watch your attitude, mutant." 45 raised his gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang, bang, bang! Several bullets struck the mutant, leaving bullet holes in his arms and shoulders. Blood gushed out of the holes, and the mutant successfully shut his mouth.

"You've put yourself in the wrong place. Elijah is our captive, and your life and death rest in my hands. Are you curious why I don't have an explosive collar?"

"You do have that device on your arm. Where are your explosive collars?" The blue-skinned mutant could only see clearly in the dim light that the two women in front of him did not have collars around their necks.

"Tsk, can't a submachine gun wake you up? Or do I need two bullets in your stomach or head to make you see the situation clearly?" 45 pointed the muzzle of his gun at the blue-skinned mutant, with the gun pointed at its head.

133 Let me show you how powerful amateur doctors are

"I understand. You can ask me. I will tell you everything I know." The blue-skinned mutant suppressed the restlessness in his body and said that he would communicate honestly.

"Very good. Stand still." 45 said and moved his body.

"Why?" the very rational mutant said. 9 shot a magazine of fast-acting anesthetic at the blue mutant.

"Uh! Oh! No, wait..." The blue mutant seemed to want to say something, but he had already fallen asleep. He had been knocked down by the quick-witted 9.

"Speaking of which, this guy's stomach was making a ticking sound just now? Should we drag this guy while clearing out the enemies on the road and the signal source speakers from somewhere unknown?" asked 9.

"That's too troublesome. In my opinion, why not just cut open his stomach and take out the bomb? I can shoot him with a hollow-point projectile and he will only suffer minor injuries." 45 considered this problem seriously.

"No, no, Sister 45, can you sew up human wounds? Besides, we can't tell how much human structure this thing has. We don't have the medical facilities here. We can't just do whatever the commander says, right?"

"I'm pretty sure the commander really meant it when he handled things casually, because being casual and being serious are two completely different things. Now, it's time for me to broaden my experience in battlefield first aid. You have to do everything to gain experience."

"Wow, Mr. Mutant who can speak human language is so pitiful. He's about to be ripped open by his sister when he's dizzy. Well, in order to prevent this mutant who looks like a blue orc from dying, I will also lend a hand!"

"Congratulations, your badness index has increased by 9. Let's gather some medical equipment nearby and perform a simple operation. How hard can a mutant's skin be? It can't be harder than my knife."

After careful searching, the two dolls actually found quite a bit of medical supplies in the police station. While many of them looked like pre-war items, they knew full well that things in this world were generally unremarkable, with the exception of their ridiculously long shelf life.

The canned food that the wastelanders eat were all made before the war, so they still eat them, not to mention the medical needles, which are still used.

"I can only say that if nuclear technology is too advanced, the preservation methods of many things will become very difficult to understand." 45 took out his dagger and ripped open the cage door with his bare hands.

"Now, it's time for surgery!"

"We don't seem to know this mutant's blood type yet?" 9 said, holding a pile of medical equipment.

"Then do it before he starts bleeding out. Look at the clamp on his arm. He's been bleeding all the time and nothing's wrong with it. A little more blood for a short time won't hurt. Don't rely too much on your own judgment. Mutants are much stronger than ordinary humans."

"Sister 45, you're just talking nonsense, right? I feel like what you just said is similar to when the Commander tells a joke? Like, you want to give a serious explanation, but it's actually really awkward."

"...Stop talking about the Commander. Get your needle and thread ready. I'll do the knife work." 45 felt the collar's position, then stabbed it into her stomach. She was incredibly skilled at this.

After cutting open the belly and stomach, 45 directly took out a collar soaked in gastric juice and threw it into the middle of the cage.

"Hey? This, this stomach, the needle can't penetrate?" 9 stretched out the muscles on his belly, busying himself inside for a while, and said a little uneasily.

"Is it possible that those mutants who were shot in the stomach will hold on for a while and then heal naturally?" 45 speculated.

"Sister 45, don't you think this is nonsense?" 9 was speechless.

"Oh, I see. Didn't they say you could cut off your own skin and use it to plug the wound? The skin would automatically fuse together afterwards. The human body is amazing." After thinking for a few seconds, 45 recalled a little gossip he had seen.

"That sounds ridiculous, but I'll just have to give it a try." 9 cut a piece of skin from the scarred blue mutant, disinfected it with pure water, and then used a skin stapler to staple the skin to his stomach. The skin stapler was made of absorbable material, so there was no need for a second operation.

"Okay, sew up the belly! Perfect!" 45 used his battlefield knowledge to forcibly sew up the opponent's belly, wrapped it with several rounds of bandages, and finally gave him an antibiotic and a treatment injection.

"If there were a medical humanoid here, he would beat us to death. I can't even imagine how many violations we have committed. Ah! It's so heavy!" 9 tied up the blue mutant and dragged him out of the police station.

"Give him another shot once he starts moving. I don't feel comfortable letting this big guy stay awake and follow us." 45 stood guard with his gun raised, while 9 dragged the mutant towards the pool with great difficulty.

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Click.

G11 rubbed her eyes, dismantled the tripwire trap behind the door, and removed the connected shotgun. Beside her, 416 highlighted several mines in the window and shared the information.

Landmines, or similar traps, are a technology as old as the bow and spear, and humanity has spared no effort in developing this technology.

These mines don't have any eye-catching markings, red sensor lights, or beeping sounds when approaching. Who would deliberately design such features to warn the enemy?

Unfortunately, the 416 doesn't have any serious bomb disposal capabilities, but there are plenty of alternatives.

416 walked in from outside, carrying a few ghost-man limbs still dripping with green slime. The red fog here had no effect on the humanoids. After all, the humanoid structure was not meant to be tormented by the red fog.

"Ugh, disgusting." G11 frowned as he also brought over a body part. A green liquid, the contents of which were unknown, dripped onto the ground.

"Less talk, more action." 416 didn't feel a thing. He had seen too many messy corpses.

Several body parts were thrown into the mine pile, and the mine's sensor module immediately detected something approaching.

Bang! Bang! Metal fragments and explosives instantly collapsed the house. The houses outside the casino were all broken and shabby. No matter how beautiful the exterior was, it couldn't make the thin walls any stronger.

"Yeah~ G11 and 416 add 11 points." G said with a fist.

"Goodbye, the ghosts are coming." 416 heard hurried footsteps outside. She confronted them head-on with G11.

These ghosts, wearing black chemical protective suits and with only a pair of green eyes, rushed forward waving their weapons as soon as they met. Some of them carried homemade gas tanks and javelins and planned to take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Several bullets penetrated the ghosts' heads, but they didn't seem to be affected at all. Apart from the fluids flowing out of their heads, they still rushed forward with full fighting spirit.

"Got through again? These enemies are such a hassle." 416 blew up the gas cylinder in the hands of the ghost behind him, while G11 quickly shot off the leg joints of the ghosts in front.

The explosion of the gas cylinder shattered the remaining demons into pieces, scattering their green body fluids everywhere. The few remaining demons that were still able to move were chopped off their arms and legs by 416 and G11 with machetes, which finally stopped them from moving.