Chapter 233: High Frequency

Outside the meeting room, Lin An took Zhang Tie out for a stroll.

He planned to check out the various experimental weapons here.

Inside, he left Wen Ya and Chu An to hold a meeting and issue the so-called top-secret mission.

According to Colonel Chu's idea, he intended to move the weapons out of here and let these scientific personnel stay behind to continue research.

Only the direction would shift from the original technological route to the psychic route.

For this, he specially discussed it with Lin An for a while.

On one hand, this group of scientific personnel isn't really suited to enter Long'an Base, after all the base is still under construction—we can't have them hauling bricks, can we?

If they don't obey, what do we do if someone secretly contacts the outside world?

Although Lin An's idea is to use force to intimidate, killing until they're terrified, loyalty comes first.

What use is someone who doesn't obey?

But Chu An's meaning is to let him undergo brainwashing, especially Zhang Hai—killing him would be too wasteful.

Here at the test site there is an A-rank weapon plan that would be of great help to Lin An's strength.

But it's currently still in the final testing stage, requiring Zhang Hai to continue leading the team in testing.

As for what weapon it is, Chu An merely mysteriously told him to go see for himself.

On the other hand, this place can also serve as a second refuge.

If resisting the corpse tide fails, at least we can still rely on this place to establish a second base.

Moreover, many secrets can also be dumped here, after all the base has many people and mixed talk, making it hard to keep confidential.

For example, ghost infants, and the satellite communications center envisioned for the future.

Along the way, Zhang Tie looked left and right, appearing furtive.

"Lin Dui, this place will be ours from now on!!"

Lin An helplessly glanced at the bear-like simpleton who kept patting east and west, then stuffing things into his own pocket for no reason:

"You know you should still do this; later contact the outside people and tell them to just move everything in one go."

I don't know if it's a habit.

Zhang Tie, every time he comes out, likes to stuff good things into his pocket, or else pack them to take away.

Logically, he shouldn't have this habit.

Lin An remembered Xiong Hanzi once saying he used to do security work...

Soon, after passing several safety doors, the two arrived at the weapons depot.

Before their eyes was a thick metal gate twelve meters wide and five meters high.

On the silver-white gate were engraved experimental weapons, appearing extremely mysterious.

"Beep-beep-beep-beep"

Lin An entered the password with some anticipation and verified his identity information.

With Chu An's transferred highest authority in hand, the entire test site was unobstructed for him.

I just don't know why Chu An would have the highest authority here; perhaps it's because of his identity as a general?

After all, he is one of the top commanders of the Capital Military Region; facing this "remote" nine-line province of Linjiang, his status is simply overwhelming.

"Hum—click"

After the tedious verification, the heavy alloy gate slowly slid open to both sides, revealing the warehouse in full.

Zhang Tie stared wide-eyed at the warehouse and couldn't help but burst out with profanity:

"Holy shit!"

"Lin Dui!"

"We've struck it rich!"

After Lin An took in the warehouse, his heart also couldn't help but feel some excitement.

The warehouse before his eyes covered almost seven thousand square meters, packed full of various weapons and equipment.

All kinds of brand-new firearms and unidentified weapon equipment were neatly stacked on the equipment racks.

With a flick of his form, Lin An instantly appeared beside the most conspicuous wall.

On the silver-white wall hung six sets of black-and-red combat uniforms, appearing extremely mysterious.

Different from the ordinary material he wore, the combat uniform before him looked extremely textured.

Overall black, every detail meticulously designed—weapon slots, straps, perfectly ergonomic.

Faint red patterns are simply interwoven within, unknown what function they serve.

Beside the combat uniform, a vertical light screen displayed the combat uniform's information:

"Trial-grade Individual Combat Suit 【Type III-Modified】"

"This combat uniform is made of three layers of bulletproof nano-material, with embedded explosive-proof ceramic insulating granules."

"Key parts adopt an energy-storage design, internally equipped with micro-mechanical skeletons, capable of providing strength enhancement to combat personnel."

"This combat uniform can resist small-caliber pistols, medium-to-long-range rifle fire, medium-range grenade fragments, and prevent slashing and stabbing."

"Internal fireproof insulating layer, capable of resisting high-temperature burns, and equipped with an electrolytic oxygen function."

"This combat uniform can withstand over six times stretching, and can adjust size to fit ±2000 cm."

After Lin An finished reading the information, he couldn't help but reach out and take it off.

In hand it felt cold and smooth.

Unlike the crude equipment Hua Guo is used to, this set of combat uniform is extremely aesthetically designed.

He didn't care much about the combat uniform's performance, after all his physique isn't much different from bulletproof armor.

Mainly, its appearance is indeed not bad—a perfect combination of technology and violence attributes.

The most important point is that, as long as he unleashes his power in battle, his clothing is easily damaged.

If he fights at full strength, it's very easy to suffer a "wardrobe malfunction."

For this reason, his ring is stuffed with more than a dozen sets of combat uniforms.

"Zhang Tie!"

Lin An suddenly thought of something and shouted at Xiong Hanzi, who was still looking around.

"Come try it on—save yourself the trouble of your clothes ending up in tatters every time you transform..."

Xiong Hanzi put down the black rifle in his hand and rushed straight to Lin An's side.

"Holy shit, this is damn cool!"

Though he has no sense of aesthetics, the combat uniform before him still wins his heart.

After reading the combat uniform's description, Xiong Hanzi's expression turned excited.

He doesn't care about defense, but he can't stand having his clothes turn into rags after each transformation.

For this, he now wears two layers of clothing sewn into the combat uniform, making him look extremely bulky.

With a rustling sound, the two finished changing into their combat uniforms and felt refreshed.

After checking the turned-off screen, Lin An was very satisfied.

The combat uniform, a perfect blend of technology and violence, gives off a futuristic feel when worn.

At this moment, Lin An wears a black combat uniform, with a soul‑sword sheath slung diagonally across his back.

Spirit‑energy crystals float around him, and a sleeping black dragon coils around his wrist.

His right hand wears the Soul‑devouring Hand, and the death‑god crystal on his neck flickers in and out of view.

From afar, three distinct styles blend eerily together, leaving a deep impression.

Zhang Tie also struck a few poses in front of the screen, grinning:

"Captain Lin, this combat uniform is damn cool..."

Lin An curled his lips, patted Zhang Tie on the shoulder, then stored the last four sets of combat uniforms into his ring:

"As long as you like it, split up and see what equipment we have."

Zhang Tie nodded heavily and darted to the weapon rack, obsessively examining the weapons.

Firearms have an irresistible allure for men.

The two's inspection speed isn't fast; every so often Xiong Hanzi's loud shouts ring out:

"Captain Lin!"

"Here's a caseless rapid‑fire rifle!"

"Captain Lin!"

"Here's a laser‑triggered landmine!"

"Captain Lin, I've found a Barrett! It's even the enhanced version!"

"One shot from this can blow up an armored vehicle!"

"Captain Lin, come quick! Look! A Gatling! Eight barrels!"

"Holy crap! Why is there an electromagnetic cannon here!"

Xiong Hanzi ecstatically hoisted the various weapons he liked, almost every piece he fancied ending up on his back.

At a glance, he looks like a walking firepower fortress.

Excited, he held a Gatling in one hand, arms wide, shouting to attract Lin An's attention.

Just then.

Not far away, before a metal box, Lin An ignored him, curiously gazing at the red long sword inside.

The metal long sword laid on black velvet is entirely blood‑red, the blade extremely slender.

The hilt is pitch‑black, with slip‑resistant patterns etched in silver metal.

The sharp blade flashes a bloody red light.

Amid all this high‑tech gear, a cold weapon stands out as especially special.

The box bears only a few simple characters: High‑Frequency Shock Weapon.