Following the signs on the passage wall, Lee easily found the logistics area.
The few residents he met along the way greeted him proactively. To them, this young man with light blonde hair was just dressed a little strangely, but not to mention his outstanding ability as a third-level sniper, nor to mention the license issued by Penn Corporation, just the mysterious and charming left eye was enough to counteract the influence of the bandages all over his body.
After finally entering the military area, Lee saw a big black man busy among a pile of guns.
"Tony, can you make some cartridges for me?" Lee handed over his design.
With a sweep of his hand, Tony cleared a space on the workbench full of gun parts and laid out the drawings. He just glanced at it, then grinned and said in surprise: "Hey! The recoil of this cartridge can crush your shoulder! Perhaps only mutants and those who have strengthened their defenses would dare to use this thing."
"Twenty rounds." Lee's green left eye showed a clear smile. He liked the big man's straightforwardness and simplicity
"Okay, twenty rounds. Anyway, you third-level guys are all perverts." Tony muttered, estimated the materials, and said: "Ninety dallers and one day. Can't be cheaper. "
For non-standard ammunition that needed to be completely handmade, the price was indeed very fair, and Lee did not hesitate to pay most of his fortune.
After collecting the money, Tony was still staring at Lee's shoulder.
He couldn't imagine how this seemingly thin and slender shoulder could withstand such a fierce recoil. People who had undergone genetic modifications of both Defense Enhancement and Strength Enhancement had very obvious characteristics: overdeveloped muscles and thick bones.
Obviously, whether it was his slightly thin body or a height of 180 cm, Lee had no connection to these enhancements.
Tony shook his head and determined not to bother with this question that was definitely unanswered.
In his mind, those who had evolved to the third level in any way were perverts, of course, not including himself. Tony's third level was the Firarms Modification Specialization, belonging to the category of Auxiliary Ability Domain, which was different from the five major domains that were more inclined to combat ability.
"Early tomorrow morning, the base committee wants to talk to you." Tony said while concocting gunpowder, "They might have some tasks for you. You know, there are not many opportunities for us to encounter third-level mercenaries in a small base like ours. The chairman of the committee, Old Anthony, was also a fighter who strengthened the third-level Firearms Specialization before. But he lost an arm and half a leg in the battle against the mob ten years ago, so he retired and became the chairman of the committee. He is very kind, understands what a level 3 fighter is, and will give you appropriate tasks and appropriate rewards. I suggest you think about it."
"Thank you." Lee's reply was simple but sincere.
Tony grinned with a big mouth, his white teeth were very eye-catching: "You saved Turner, so you are my friend. I never treat friends badly. Although…" Tony shrugged and continued: "Although in this era, the word 'friend' has almost been forgotten."
After selecting another box of 5.56 high-explosive cartridges, Lee left the military area.
"Hey! If you want to have some fun, go to Red X. There are some hot girls!" Tony shouted at Lee who hadn't left the room yet.
Alcohol, hallucinogens, and women, in Lee's cognition, had always been synonymous with trouble. He didn't like trouble, not at all, so he ignored Tony's rather meaningful suggestion and went back to his room to rest.
After carefully locking the door, Lee arranged an inconspicuous mechanism on the door, which seemed to be just a twisted wire in the keyhole.
Turner was also a figure in this base.
In fact, he was a member of the Seven-Member Committee as well. Since Lee saved his and the entire team's lives, arguably, he should be quite safe here.
However, there was no absolute thing in the world, he would rather be careful.
After everything was arranged, Lee lay on his back on the bed, his green left eye closed, his breathing gradually slowed down, his body temperature also slowly dropped, and he entered a strange sleep state.
The huge modified revolver lay by his leg, and his left hand rested lightly on it.
For Lee, waking was one world and sleeping was another. The world belonging to the night was sometimes quiet, sometimes noisy, full of bizarre fragments, but after waking up, most of these fragments would disappear from memory.
In a completely new environment, Lee generally slept lightly, which meant he would have a restful, dreamless sleep that allowed him to react to any slight disturbances.
Base N11 was of course a new environment, so Lee slept carefully.
However, tonight was not a dreamless night, Lee once again fell into the irresistible dream world.
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This was a green world.
Everything in sight was rippling in the water waves, as if the whole world was immersed in the green water.
Through the light waves, there were countless distorted faces, some of which were human beings, and more of them were non-human. These faces appeared in front of him one by one, their lips opened and closed, and the sound waves clashed and echoed, as if they were talking non-stop, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hear a single word.
Every time a face appeared, it gave him a completely different feeling, tingling and pain, and most of the time, it was the pain that was everywhere and made him want to tear himself apart!!
Most of these faces appeared only once, only a few appeared twice, and only two appeared repeatedly.
However, no matter which face it was, it was blurred and completely unrecognizable.
So Lee still didn't understand how he knew which face had appeared before.
This kind of dream repeated over and over again, and as soon as he woke up, it would disappear from his memory, so Lee never knew what he had dreamed about.
This time, the dream was just halfway through when it was interrupted by an accident.
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A signal was sent out from the depths of Lee's consciousness, and dozens of data were instantly transmitted to all parts of his body, so his body suddenly moved 30 centimeters sideways strangely, and then sat up suddenly, while holding the revolver in his left hand, sending it forward and making it land on the chin of the uninvited guest.
This series of movements was so fast that Lee's eyes didn't really open until the revolver was on target.
In the darkness, his pupil shone with a faint green light, which was the real light and the sign of Low-Light Vision.
"Who are you?" Lee whispered. Deliberately lowering his voice, his clear and soft voice added a subtle magnetism, but the rough revolver, which was nearly fifty centimeters long, completely contradicted this gentle and watery voice.
The huge body, the ultra-long barrel, and the heart-wrenching muzzle of the gun made it no wonder that at this distance, this revolver could completely smash the head of the strongest iron-armored bears. This was not a revolver that ordinary people could use at all. The huge recoil force was comparable to that of old automatic rifles. If it was operated by one hand, even if there was no fracture of the wrist after the first shot, the recoil force would shift the wrist, thus increasing the difficulty and time of aiming the second shot.
However, the revolver was already on the intruder's chin, so there was no aiming problem. Even if Lee's wrist was broken after one shot, it was after the intruder's head was blown to pieces.
The head under the muzzle looked rather delicate and small. Not to mention this extremely rough revolver, even the weakest ordinary handgun could easily shoot through it.
However, few people would easily pull the trigger, especially after seeing the face of the intruder, almost all men would put down their guns immediately.
This was a very beautiful girl, she might not be twenty years old just by her appearance. As the harsh environment of the new age made women much younger than they appeared, it was possible that she was only eighteen years old or younger.
She had short chestnut hair and wheat-colored skin, and her sexy lips were painted a strange purple-gray.
She was looking at Lee with a pair of pretty big eyes. There was panic in it, but also a little excitement and anticipation.
She was wearing a short leather jacket with a very low neckline and a short enough hem, revealing half of her bulging breasts and a waist without excess fat. There seemed to be nothing else under the jacket.
The lower body was a pair of jeans, which cling tightly to her upturned buttocks and slender legs, like a second skin.
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