Coldness

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Radio wave

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Everything was covered by a snow-white veil. Pearly flakes of snow were falling from the sky, as always. Blizzard, cold, death ... but suddenly, there was an unpleasant squeak. Vise, as always, went to investigate - what if these creatures attack them again? He was careful. Suddenly, there was an unpleasant noise in Vise's head. He almost fell into the snow, but he was able to hold on and not lose consciousness. It was a deafening radio wave, it came from the ruins. They still continued to work for a while, but then because of the explosion, he stopped at all. Spare parts were produced there. Wise decided that it was necessary to quickly run there, there may be the necessary resources: oil, weapons, spare parts for repair... They weren't that far away, so Vise got there in about half an hour. It's not a pleasant place. Apparently, a public massacre took place here for a long time, so the severed hands of the technoids were lying in the snow, oil was sprayed everywhere. It's creepy! Fortunately, there were supplies of engine oil, so Wise took them and went back. On the way, he noticed... A pool of blood? Apparently, a biotechnoid was killed somewhere here. No matter, he just needed to get the oil to the base. Soon he returned to the base. And what do you think? Half of those who were there were killed. From behind the door came the screams of biotechnoids, apparently they were being killed there. And Wise put the butter on the floor in mild shock. V: What happened? Wise asked. G: They launched false radio waves, all the stunned were immediately shot by combat detachments of biotechnoids. Gray answered as if it was a whole war, because of all the detachments of biotechnoids, only those who managed to be caught remained. The others ran away. G: Now we are recovering barely any survivors. Don't you want to help? V: Yes... "Yes, I just brought oil from the sources of radio waves, I think it will come in handy. G: Great. Gray took Wise to a makeshift ward. There were barely alive technoids lying there, their limbs and torsos were shot through, as well as there were obvious attempts to shoot through the head. After a while, someone's footsteps and creaks were heard on the roof.
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