I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

But no turret appeared, only the door at the end of the metal corridor was covered with a layer of dark blue.

"Out there are still people fighting with cold weapons, but here they're using stance technology? Are we finally going to fight enemies with shields? I'm kind of looking forward to it." G11 said with full fighting spirit.

I don't know if there are any shielded enemies, but I do know we can't break through this metal wall and glass. 45 stepped forward and examined the glass in front of him.

After walking out of the metal door, the humanoids realized that they were standing in a room similar to an observation room. The floor, walls and ceiling were made of metal, and there were several large glass windows in front of them that could see inside.

Through the glass, Team 404 can see the shelter deep inside. There is an inverted hemispherical shell outside the shelter, and a tightly closed door can be seen inside.

This area is composed of countless cylindrical rooms, connected by suspended metal corridors and stairs. Beneath the corridors, there is a thick red fog.

The shelter is just a few steps from the door, but advanced standoff technology has sealed it off.

416 punched the glass, causing only a slight ripple. Whoever had built this facility wouldn't have been so foolish as to reinforce the door without also reinforcing the frame. The entire room's walls were protected by a protective barrier.

"Indeed, there must be several fusion generators or something similar down there, maintaining this shield. And there must be something on the outside that can resist the red fog. Even if we run out of bullets, we'll drain its power." 416 waved his hands, resigned.

45 opened the security terminal next to him and opened the maintenance entrance inside. There was also a message below that was very concerning.

- Elevator Protocol: Warning -

WARNING: If the Vault Security System is disabled and the Vault Terminal is compromised, the elevator will automatically return to the suite level and permanently lock in place. From this point on, the elevator will be inoperable and the Vault area will be sealed.

According to Sinclair's requirements, once the elevator is locked, no manual or terminal control can override it. Once executed, it cannot be canceled.

Before this, the elevator could be controlled at will through the terminal above.

[No wonder the commander is considering sealing it off. But the problem is, this thing is a stance shield, and it covers everything.] 45 was a little worried about this.

"That's not to worry about. This space has terminals for disabling the alarm, radio, holographic guards, and the perimeter wall. It's a bit tedious to explain everything, but you can understand that the boss here originally wanted to completely trap the ghoul and Vera, but at the last moment, he changed his mind and decided to forgive Vera." Sun Yang's voice rang out again. The situation over there, as he had seen through 404's eyes, looked much the same as before.

In the original work, when the postman ran into the shelter with great difficulty, set off the alarm, and met Elder Elijah, he finally tricked this guy down after a heated debate.

Then the postman would trick Elder Elijah into the shelter, or trick him down and kill him on the spot. If he didn't trick Elijah in or kill him, the explosive collar on his neck would let the postman know who was the most powerful.

In short, the postman's exploration and escape work are very difficult. The traps can kill people a hundred times, and the negotiation with Elijah is extremely difficult.

But the postman didn't have to worry about these things now, because Elijah had been captured by Sun Yang. Elevator? Take it anywhere. Stuff? Take it anywhere.

But the trap he'd set was too absolute. This guy fell to his death while trying to change the configuration. I can't say if this love story is touching, but it's definitely torturous. Go, Team 404. Just leave the letter for Sinclair inside. You can take the elevator back later. Sun Yang had already prepared the base's drones and mindless automatons.

After Team 404 cleared all the alarms inside, he went down and released all the engineering machinery. He then dismantled and moved all the supplies in the shelter, as well as the fusion generator and red mist manufacturing facilities at the bottom.

146 The End of Dead Money (Part )

There were no gunshots, no fierce battles, no verbal exchanges. Only the sound of countless metal being cut and probed.

In just a few dozen minutes, the scattered drones and Team 404 reset the IFF (Identification Friend or Foe) of the holographic projection transmitter here and turned off the position alarm here.

Although the position can't be turned, it is still possible to turn off the alarm. Obviously, when designing this, they took into account the possibility of problems with technological products, so they reserved a backup path.

A large number of engineering machines poured out of the elevator. These engineering machines were connected to the Oasis humanoids from another world. These humanoids who were good at scientific research and analysis controlled the machines and soon filled the entire space filled with corridors and aisles.

The facilities containing the Standpoint technology were completely dismantled and kept for analysis, and the holographic transmitters were also completely recovered.

Several rubber-clad exploration robots also penetrated deep beneath the red fog to analyze the production facilities there. This task, however, proved to be the greatest difficulty of the operation. The entire system was so massive that it required the full concentration of the Oasis humanoids to complete it.

The deepest refuge in the Sierra Madre wasn't particularly appealing. The most important items had already been salvaged along the way, and the crucial technology here would be scooped up by Sun Yang, leaving nothing for others.

All the supplies in the shelter, including gold bars, chips, and pre-war supplies, were thrown into the base warehouse by Sun Yang. Although in the original game, the gold bars were too heavy, so the postman could only carry a few gold bars back - but seeing the generous price of gold bars, it is hard not to be tempted, and players will definitely try their best to take all the gold bars away.

The consequence of doing so was that he ran too slowly and was unable to leave the casino before the collar exploded.

Of course, there are other tricks to take away the gold bars, but generally speaking, it is impossible to take away all the gold bars.

And this painful choice is exactly in line with the words left by Vera - LET GO.

Let go, you can't walk away with all the gold bars, too much obsession will eventually kill you. This design is still very relevant and can also be compared to the theme of dead money.

Although most players would choose to frantically reload the game, vowing to kill Elijah and finally return with all the gold bars, after all, players are greedy people.

Perhaps only the postman in the plot could take only the gold bars he could carry and then leave the Madre Casino in a cool manner.

Team 404 was finishing up their work, responsible for security patrols on the deepest floor and outside the casino. Two people were watching the cutting and scanning work on the deep floor, while the other two were watching the three people locked up outside.

Elijah, the old man who hadn't participated in the entire plot, Christine, the bald woman, and the schizophrenic mutant God and Dog had been silent for a long time. Sun Yang ignored them until the excavation work was successfully completed, then he returned to them.

"What do you mean?" Elijah asked in a low voice. No matter how you look at it, it seems too strange that he didn't talk to him for such a long time.

"You'll disturb my excavation work, that's all, Elijah. Now, you have two choices," Sun Yang stood in front of Elijah's cage, looking down at the former elder of the Brotherhood of Steel. "First, you analyze the vending machine for me. All your actions and analyzed data will be recorded by me. Don't even think about assembling something to escape. If I analyze enough, I might give you a chance to live. Second, you die now. This talking Christine will definitely be happy with that."

"I beg you! Merciful sir! Let me kill him now!" The bald girl Christine didn't care about anything else and directly begged Sun Yang.

"Shut up, you lamb to the slaughter, Christine. Listen carefully, you are an inner-circle assassin of the extremely xenophobic Western Brotherhood of Steel, and you have an arrogant attitude. You have two points that I don't like, so you'd better use your brain and eloquence when you speak. The only reason you are alive now is that I have a good impression of you and that you have reasons for revenge, so I tolerate these shortcomings of yours. But if you continue to yell there, don't blame me for being rude. Remember, the only reason you are alive is that I have basic morals." Sun Yang threatened the man and made him shut up.

Elijah was still thinking about how to solve the current situation. Sun Yang walked over to the blue-skinned mutant, who still looked a little depressed.

"I guess I'm going to die soon. Can I choose a reliable way to die? At least not on the operating table?" The blue-skinned mutant said tiredly, his face ashen. He had many wounds on his body, as if he had been through intense self-harm.

"You look tired. Which personality?" Sun Yang asked.

"The madness has calmed down, and now I'm the only one left. What's the point of telling you the specific details?" The mutant didn't say anything, and it looked ready to calmly accept its fate.

"I'm not a very eloquent speech therapist, so I can only gamble and see who will survive in the end. I have a solution for both of them. I have put away those tapes, and no one can control you anymore - don't look at me like that, I don't need a blue-skinned mutant to do things for me, you are not as strong as the girls under my command." Sun Yang took out a dagger and a staff, and enchanted the dagger with magic.

"What is this?" The mutant had never seen such a move before.

"Magic, just think of it as magic." Sun Yang cut the bars of the cage to let the mutant out.

"Free? Am I really free? You, you didn't lie?" The rational mutant came out of the cage carefully. He really didn't expect that the man in front of him would keep his promise.

"There's no point in killing you or imprisoning you. You have no special value to me, and I don't need a harmful thing like FEV. Besides, you were polite when facing me, and I like polite people. Considering that you were forced to do these things by Elijah and have suppressed your other personality, I chose to let you go. Okay, take food, water, and medical supplies, cover your ears and leave. Remember to avoid Elijah, even though he is just a prisoner now." Sun Yang threw him a cloth bag and asked him to leave.

"Dog! Obey my orders! Come out! Kill that human!" When the mutant was about to leave, Elijah's voice suddenly came from a distance, but the rational mutant had already covered his ears with cotton and earmuffs.

It only heard a slight sound, but the other personality in its body still followed the orders and rampaged around in its body, trying to seize control of its body.

Its body was shaking and it was almost kneeling down. The two forces in its body were fighting each other, and both personalities were trying to suppress each other.

After a few seconds, it finally calmed down, calming its madness with reason. It told him that Elijah was a complete prisoner, and that the powerful man was unwilling to take him in. From now on, it could only rely on the two of them to survive. Slowly, the mentally ill mutant finally calmed down.

Reason turned around and gave Elijah a deep look, then strode away without looking back, disappearing into the villa area filled with red mist.

Sun Yang extinguished the spell fire hidden in his hand. If this mutant really had any ideas, don't blame him for being rude.

After watching the mutants go away, Sun Yang turned near Elijah.

"Oh, old man Elijah, you have an idea." Sun Yang smiled and walked back to Elijah.

147 Dead Money Ending (Part )

"If you still want the knowledge in my mind, you shouldn't do this. This is just a small warning." Elijah still maintained a tough and calm attitude.

In his opinion, the East Asian man in front of him was just bluffing. He couldn't really lock him up for several days just because he thought he was annoying, right?

"Ha... maybe you think I should have contacted you early, said nice things, flattered you, given you supplies, and then expected you to achieve something?" Sun Yang stared at the old man in front of him with ill intentions.

"Of course, I could use my not-so-good eloquence to chat with you and curry favor with you. Perhaps I could actually avoid taking detours and learn some lost techniques. But I won't do that. If I try to curry favor with you, I'll spit it out. For the last time, work for me, or die now."

"Don't dream, do you think I--" Elijah's voice stopped abruptly.

A shotgun appeared in Sun Yang's hand, aimed directly at Elijah. Then, Sun Yang pulled the trigger at Elijah's legs.

Bang! Bang! His two calves were immediately shattered, and Elijah screamed at the top of his lungs. He covered the broken parts of his legs with his hands, trembling all over, and could not utter a single word of courage.

"I cherish the technology you have mastered, but your ideas are indeed the least important - you have all been thrown into the bunker and are barely surviving, so what you say will definitely be ignored. So, next, Christine, what should I do with you?" Sun Yang started talking to Christine again.

"What do you want to do? No, before that, what force do you belong to? What is your purpose?" Once it came to her own organization, Christine's mind suddenly calmed down.

"I'm the commander of Griffin Oasis Base. You don't need to wonder where I came from. We've only been here a short time. We're here simply because we did a good job with our intelligence work. Our purpose? We're just here to recover technology. If it's too dangerous, we'll seal it up. By the way, we'll help the people here. I think it's similar to your Brotherhood, but I'm more kind. Christine, I don't know much about your past, but your identity as an inner circle assassin of the Brotherhood is too important. Unfortunately, I don't like the Brotherhood. Do you know why?"

"...I understand." Christine responded briefly.

"You attack passing caravans, plundering the technological equipment they carry—oh, you call it recycling. And if I ask you to exchange technology, your Brotherhood will definitely not share it. You will probably even try to steal my technology, right? Tell me, why should I befriend you?"

Sun Yang knocked his head and looked like he had a headache.

"What's even more terrible is that you guys only collect technology related to combat, and you don't care about technology related to people's livelihoods. You neglect to collect these truly important technologies, and you're too lazy to spread them. You don't even think about feeding people, you just cling to a bunch of high-tech weapons and wait for death. This kind of thinking is very bad, and I don't like it. If I don't like it, it will easily start a war."

"After much thought, I decided to give you a hand before you're completely driven to despair. Do you know Veronica? You should be aware of her ideas. If you are willing to assist her and change the minds within the Mojave Brotherhood, I will give you some military support - I can give you a team like this one." Sun Yang showed her the humanoids wearing powered exoskeletons.

"I thought I was going to have to work overtime. Phew, I was so scared." G11 complained in the communication channel.

If possible, Sun Yang still wants to approach the Brotherhood of Steel as gently as possible. At least in a non-violent conflict, he can gain more technology and information.

It would be great to run up to someone's door and completely destroy the bunker from the outside in with a rocket launcher and grenades, but that would also destroy the power armor and the Brotherhood's internal information. Even for the sake of that technology, Sun Yang was happy to win over those who were determined to change the Brotherhood's current situation.

Elijah? Elijah was a difficult person to deal with, a manipulative idiot. Working with him was simply unpleasant. So, after some thought, Sun Yang decided to break both of his legs and let him feel the pain for a while.

"What you said is just one person's opinion. The troops you gave are more likely to be traps. If you really want to save the wasteland, you should dismantle the Red Mist facilities." Christine was indeed shaken when she heard the name 'Veronica'.

"What use do I have for this red mist? I don't need to poison anyone. I'm not the Enclave, and I have no interest in killing people in the wasteland. On the contrary, I'd rather spread more advanced knowledge of agriculture, construction, medicine, and chemistry. In this land, the Followers of the Apocalypse can make the world a better place far better than the Mojave Brotherhood. I'll go visit the Followers of the Apocalypse later."

"How do I know you don't plan to use the holo-emitter and the red mist as weapons to take over the world?"

"Because I can kill you all without these." Sun Yang found a place to take out the AST power armor and let 416 walk out wearing this equipment.

"What, what is this? When did you put this thing there?" Christine had never seen this kind of power armor before. It looked very strange in shape and was black all over. Although the size was the same as the power armor in her concept, the armor plates and firepower on it were very different from the Brotherhood's power armor.

Sun Yang asked 20 to use the mounted 416mm cannon, the lower-hung howitzer, and the smart missiles that could actively aim at local targets to destroy several houses in the casino.

The machine gun bullets easily demolished several connected houses, while the howitzer blasted the rubble into powder. Meanwhile, the shoulder-mounted missiles simultaneously struck several different targets around them, blasting those houses or ponds to pieces.

"This is our AST power armor. It's completely different from your T51 model. As I recall, your Brotherhood's firepower is basically laser weapons, bazookas, and plasma weapons. Also, do you want to guess whether I have the ability to mass-produce these equipment? I remember that the Brotherhood still doesn't have the ability to independently produce power armor, right? And how many people do I have available?"

Sun Yang looked at Christine's silent attitude and decided to trick her one last time.

"As for equipment and manpower, you should know what a teleportation facility is, right? Elijah thought someone sneaked in, but how could it be that complicated? Of course they teleported in. By the way, I also know the location of your bunker. There's a white peace sign painted next to the door, and LOVE and PEACE are written in white paint on the door frame. Am I right? So, give me a chance to communicate, Christine."

Sun Yang's threatening tone was already clear. Christine finally ran out of words to convince herself. The other side possessed equally powerful firepower, superior technology, and had made several demands. Furthermore, they already knew the bunker's exact location. If she didn't act, the Mojave Brotherhood would be in imminent danger.

Whatever her purpose and purpose, she needed to bring this information back to the Mojave chapter.

"I will take these people to find Veronica, and take your people to the Brotherhood. By then, I will try my best to convince the elders to talk to you."

"It's good that you've come to your senses. If you want to communicate, just tell the people accompanying you, do you want this Elijah dead or alive? Do you want his body intact or dismembered? Or do you want him to leave a last message?" Sun Yang pointed at Elijah, who was obviously about to go into shock due to excessive blood loss.

"I want his head. I need to embalm it. Nothing else is necessary." Christine looked exhausted. A difficult and long task was about to be completed, but another very difficult task fell on her head. Anyone would want to give up.

"Okay, no problem. You rest for a while, I need to prepare some manpower and a gift. Don't be surprised, it's just a piece of technology, the Brotherhood will definitely like it." Sun Yang smiled slightly and turned to Elijah, whose legs were blown off.

"Hehehe, old man, you shouldn't ever act like that useless person. You're about to die, and I will be the glorious executioner!" Sun Yang fired several shots at Elijah's chest. The shotgun's deadly bullets pierced his chest, smashing everything inside into pieces.

He fell limply to the ground, never bowing his head to Sun Yang until his death. His honor and character would never allow him to do such a thing.

A generation of heroes, who had fought countless life-and-death battles, the headstrong and self-righteous elder of the previous Brotherhood of Steel fell. His final end was not a good one, neither honorable nor dramatic.

He just had the bad luck of catching the wrong person, and then got caught and numbed. Unfortunately, this person didn't want the knowledge in his head and decided to shoot him.

"I'm going to embalm the head. You should have a good rest." Sun Yang cut off Elijah's head, shook it in front of Christine, and then strolled back to the casino.

Then a few days passed by in a flash.

Sun Yang stayed in the Madre Casino for a few more days. His main tasks during these days were to inspect the red mist generator in the deepest part of the casino and the fusion generator that powered the entire casino. He also prepared the corresponding personnel for the Brotherhood's inner circle assassin, Christine.

The other equipment could be disassembled and taken back to base for further study, but these two systems couldn't be disassembled or cut up for packaging. Therefore, they could only leave sufficient supplies and high-performance signal columns here, allowing the research humanoids to connect to the drones here for long-term research.

After a few days of rest, Christine gradually regained enough strength to move normally and freely.

Of course, all of this food was bought by Sun Yang in Ains's world. Although Ains was still beating up the American soldiers who hadn't recovered from their blow, he still had everything he needed to deliver to Sun Yang.

Snacks, comic books, game discs, and other items requested by express delivery are also delivered to the base once a week. For this purpose, Ains has also set up a special department to handle various purchasing requests from Sun Yang.

When Christine said she had finished resting, Sun Yang also handed over a humanoid team to her.

"Why is it another arduous mission like this? My cyber stomach is about to get a stomachache." Makarov held his pistol expressionlessly, carrying an IMR submachine gun and a bunch of grenades on his back.

She wore a basic powered exoskeleton, with a backpack containing batteries and IMR submachine gun cartridges. This was essentially her equipment for patrolling the base; Sun Yang hadn't equipped her with more powerful weapons.

Things like Jupiter cannons and MDL grenade launchers were forbidden, and confiscating these technologies would be a hassle. AST powered armor wasn't suited for long-distance raids; it would surely break down if carried all the way.

"It's okay, let's just use it as a chat window. The commander will chat with those Brotherhood of Steel people." AAT52 carried his machine gun on his back, stuffed the ammunition box and his spare battery behind his butt, and also hung an IMR submachine gun as a backup weapon for when he ran out of bullets.

"I've got a bad feeling. Didn't you see how sullen the commander looked when he mentioned the Brotherhood? It seems to me we're clearly feigning communication this time, and they're actually trying to get the four of us to take advantage of the situation and charge in. Those Brotherhood members must think we're just innocent little girls, and they never imagined I could blow their heads off with my bare hands." Sten adjusted his submachine gun and spoke seriously.

[Hmm, huh, really nervous.] The Type 92's equipment is similar to the Makarov's.

[No matter what, I hope this operation goes smoothly.] After thoroughly checking his weapons, Makarov signaled Sun Yang to shake them out.

Currently, the T-dolls' weapons are primarily Gauss and gunpowder weapons. Small-caliber rifles have been fully modified, but other types still require technical and technological breakthroughs.

Large-caliber rifles remained unchanged due to combat needs. However, Oasis currently couldn't reduce the size of assault rifles, submachine guns, and pistols, requiring further research. As for the Gauss machine gun, it couldn't be manufactured until Oasis had fully developed a small nuclear battery. Carrying a large bag of ammunition and connecting it to a cable was simply too bulky.