Chapter 11 Get a New Weapon
Chapter 11 Get new weapons!
In Hell's Kitchen, Link walked through several intricate alleyways and walked into an ancient-looking stone staircase built underground.
Walking down the winding steps, you will see moss-covered stone bricks.
At the end was a cold iron door. Link knocked lightly three times.
"Click"
The long slot on the iron door was opened, revealing a pair of alert eyes.
But after seeing it was Link, his eyes became friendly,
"Oh! It turns out it's really you! Link, my friend!"
Brad opened the heavy iron door.
But out of caution, he removed a handheld UV light from the wall.
Symbolically, he waved it in front of Link twice to make sure that Link was not an impostor disguised as a vampire.
"Brad, you seem to be a little too nervous lately?"
Seeing Brad's cautious look, Link teased with a smile, and then followed Brad into the door.
This is a base transformed from an abandoned air raid shelter, and it is also Brad's core safe house.
Three diesel generator sets of considerable power are the energy supply devices here.
A "giant screen" composed of multiple monitors is placed in the southeast corner, which is connected to the branch's monitoring devices at important nearby locations and displays the external conditions in real time.
There is also a large map of New York pinned to the whiteboard, with various symbols densely marked on it with markers of multiple colors.
A refrigerator, a small basketball court (a simple basket is installed on the wall), an old sofa, and a coffee table form the rest area.
There are also rows of iron shelves that take up a lot of space, with various bottles and cans placed on them. You can vaguely see formalin cans with various limbs suspended inside.
Brad also specially vacated a row for planting and cultivating garlic, as well as some fruit and vegetable crops.
The weapons racks are lined with pistols, submachine guns and other firearms.
On the workbench, there is also a small manual bullet workshop, a crucible for heating silver ingots, a pressing machine, gunpowder injection...
Sitting on the sofa with Brad, Link took a bottle of iced Coke from him.
After a brief chat or two, both fell silent.
Link saw that Brad seemed to be worried, so he asked,
"Brad, what's wrong?"
"Link...well, I don't understand, or I'm a little worried,"
"worry about what?"
"We killed the [Baron] of the [Deakin family], not that I feared their revenge,"
"But it's been almost two days, and there's been no movement from those vampires. They're quiet and a little unusual!"
"This is obviously not in line with the vampires' nature of "revenge", so I suspect that they are brewing a conspiracy against us."
"So please pay attention to safety and be careful lately."
"Okay, thank you for the reminder."
Link frowned, then relaxed and clinked glasses with Brad.
The cola flowed in the throat, and the cold feeling also stimulated Link's brain, and his thoughts were spinning rapidly.
"By the way, Brad, that thing I asked you for..."
Brad immediately put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up and walked to the workbench, waving for Link to follow him.
The two walked to the workbench, and Brad took out a box and handed it to Link.
Link slowly opened the lid of the box and saw what was inside:
It was a metal product similar to an arm guard, and some delicate mechanical parts, gear shafts, and energy storage devices could be vaguely seen...
Take this sophisticated arm guard out of the box,
Under Brad's simple guidance, Link put on the arm guards.
Move your wrist, open your palm, and trigger the pressure switch in the device.
"Click——"
A metal sword blade about 23 centimeters long popped out from the inside of Link's wrist.
Activate another trigger device again,
The blade popped out further, then bent from the end,
The palm of your hand can hold it exactly in the palm of your hand, forming a dagger about 35 cm long.
Link walked to a position slightly away from Brad.
I started trying to swing and chop, and it felt pretty good.
Relax the muscles in your wrist, and under the action of the mechanism, the blade begins to contract, returns to its original shape, and is retracted into the arm guard.
Link looked at this [three-stage hidden sword that does not require finger-breaking] made by the "little handicraft expert" Brad with satisfaction.
Seeing Link's happy look, Brad also spoke immediately,
"I ordered a batch of high-strength steel from an old friend, and the edge of the sword blade was plated with a layer of silver,"
"There is a very fine hollow interlayer in the center of the sword blade, which can be injected with allicin or poison, which can penetrate into the edge of the sword blade,"
"Honestly, how did you come up with such a complicated weapon?"
Link smiled,
"I'm satisfied, thank you, Ty...Brad."
"Don't be so polite, we are friends."
Brad also smiled, showing his big white teeth, and patted Link on the shoulder.
"By the way, there are three spare blades. They are all modular in design and can be replaced. Just wait while I get them."
Afterwards, Brad turned and left, and Link immediately began to adapt to the use of the Hidden Blade.
——(I am the dividing line)_(:з ∠)_
It was already approaching evening when we returned to the apartment from Brad's underground base.
Not only did he get the long-awaited [Hidden Blade] from Brad,
because considering that bullets will eventually run out, Link wanted to make himself a cold weapon as a transitional knife.
After thinking about it, he thought of the [Hidden Blade]. This kind of weapon, "a gentleman hides his weapon and waits for the right time to act", is very consistent with Link's idea.
And Link also bought a box of bullets from Brad, emptying his inventory for more than a month.
But Link is not worried about Brad's financial situation.
This "Daywalker" is much richer than himself.
He drives a Dodge Tomahawk and another A pile of silver-plated weapons,
Of course, Link did not pay nothing,
You know, every time he killed a vampire, the most valuable and easy-to-handle part of the vampire, the "blood fang",
Link never took it once, and gave it all to Brad to deal with,
(Of course, it is definitely not because Link has mysophobia and dislikes dirt⊙▽⊙)
Humming a familiar tune, Link returned to the apartment, opened the door, and habitually glanced at the "mark" he made,
Link suddenly stopped, his eyes cold,
There are "guests" at home,
I have to greet them well.