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Chapter 114 Electromagnetic Pulse

Although legal gun sales are possible in the Eagle Country, the regulations in each state are different. Purchasing a gun at a legal gun store basically requires a background check and a gun license, etc.

Moreover, gun stores generally do not sell fully automatic rifles, but mostly castrated semi-automatic rifles.

Therefore, for Shen Feng, legal gun store channels are basically useless.

He himself was not prepared to buy a gun through ordinary channels.

It is much easier to find those illegal private sellers.

And besides guns, he was also planning to buy some other things.

After all, for Gray Tide, ordinary guns are basically just decorations.

On the way to Lincoln City, he had already contacted the seller through the dark web.

The existence of the dark web is an extremely convenient channel in Eagle Country.

This is especially true for Shen Feng.

Ordinary people may think that the so-called dark network is mysterious and high-end, but in Shen Feng's eyes, it is no different from the surface network.

In his and Jingwei's view, the so-called top hackers and assassination organizations on the dark web are basically the same as running around naked in broad daylight.

You can see it clearly at a glance.

Although Nebraska is also known as the "mid-nowhere" state and has a small population, like a large rural area, wherever there are people there will be evil.

Shen Feng found a Chinese restaurant to eat some decent Chinese food, hailed a taxi and got in.

"Hello, where are you going?" The taxi driver looked at the young man wearing a mask and sunglasses curiously.

Judging from the skin and appearance, he should be Asian.

Shen Feng was about to answer, but was momentarily stuck.

Although his silicon-based brain can understand English, his mouth is still carbon-based, so he can't keep up with the rhythm for the time being!

I didn’t learn English very well in high school, so I didn’t know what to say for a while.

"Hahahahahahaha, my God, even the savior has times like this!" Jingwei's consciousness laughed crazily, almost laughing, "Let me check your English test scores... It seems that you barely passed, hahahaha!"

"Hurry up and help!" Shen Feng yelled angrily in his mind.

Wearing masks and sunglasses all the way to pretend to be aloof, this is a failure!

The teasing returned to teasing. In the next moment, Jingwei had controlled the silicon-based structure of Shen Feng's chest and spoke in a standard Wall Street business accent:

"No. 178, P Street, thank you."

The driver was stunned for a moment, then nodded and started the vehicle.

There are basically no skyscrapers in the entire urban area of ​​Lincoln City. Most of them are low-rise buildings with several floors. The overall feeling is old but neat.

After all, this place is so vast and sparsely populated, even people from the Eagle Country rarely come to Nebraska.

Shen Feng observed the passers-by outside through the car window, paying special attention to the eyes of others, trying to find any clues of madness and self-destruction.

Fortunately, I didn't find it.

Soon he had arrived at an inconspicuous house in the suburbs, stepped forward and knocked on the door.

A cursing voice sounded, and a tall, fat black man with dreadlocks opened the door. A strange smell immediately poured out from the room inside, followed by rap music with a big gold chain and a small watch. .

"Buyer." Jingwei said briefly.

The man was stunned, looked at the street outside, and then motioned to Shen Feng to let him in.

Shen Feng stepped in and saw a messy scene inside, with all kinds of clothes and food trash scattered around, a strange smell, and two women with dull eyes lying on the sofa with empty faces.

Shen Feng didn't say anything, but walked directly into the room.

The fat black man was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly followed him. He was about to guide the self-proclaimed buyer, but found that the other person seemed to be more familiar with this place than he was.

After walking through several rooms and turning at the end of the corridor, Hei Pang opened a hidden door, and a semi-submersible underground warehouse immediately appeared in front of Shen Feng.

Unlike the mess outside, this warehouse appears to be very orderly and orderly.

Guns, dozens of guns, were hung all over the walls, and there was even a heavy machine gun. There were so many things.

In the middle of the warehouse, there were seven or eight people sitting around the table sorting a pile of pill boxes.

These people were black and white, male and female. When Shen Feng appeared, they all immediately grabbed the guns on the table and looked over.

"Mike, what's going on?" asked a slightly thin man with dreadlocks.

Shen Feng glanced at the other party and immediately confirmed his identity.

Maurice Brown, a former Eagle Country Strategic Command soldier, the leader of a local gang, is also the owner of this illegal gun sales place.

Of course, selling guns is a side business, and the main business is selling independence.

Fatty Hei quickly said:

"This Asian guy says he's a buyer and his accent is just like those damn Jewish bankers on TV! Did you grow up on the stock exchange?"

The last words were said to Shen Feng.

Morris looked at Shen Feng and asked, "Mayor of the Holy Spear?"

Shen Feng nodded: "It's me." This was his pseudonym when trading on the dark web.

As soon as the voice came out, everyone present immediately exclaimed, this accent is so damn standard!

But it's normal when you think about it. The kid in front of you looks like an East Asian, and he's probably of Chinese descent. Mathematics is in his blood. It's perfectly normal to be able to work in finance on Wall Street.

age?

Mathematics geniuses don't look at age at all.

Morris waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, walked to the side, picked up a few boxes, and said:

"All the goods you want are here."

Business is business, and he did not achieve his current status by making a fuss.

Everything is based on smooth trading.

No matter whether he is the Holy Spear Mayor or an Asian boy, the other party has already paid the deposit in Bitcoin, so complete the transaction as soon as possible.

Shen Feng nodded and opened the first box.

An automatic rifle with four magazines, his personal preference of a shotgun, and a hundred rounds of ammunition.

Open another box and there are several grenades inside, including fragmentation grenades and flash bombs.

Then comes the third box.

After opening it, what appeared in front of us was a gun with an extremely weird shape. The barrel was wrapped with coils, and underneath was some bulky power supply equipment, which looked like a battery pack.

Shen Feng couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

This thing was the main purpose of his trip.

An internal product from the Eagle Country military, a miniaturized electromagnetic pulse gun!

The name of Nebraska comes from the Indian (Sioux) language and its meaning is "flat".

Although it is a rough place, due to its unique central location and flat terrain, it has always been the location of the headquarters of the Eagle Nation Strategic Command.

The headquarters of Eagle Nation Strategic Command is located at Offutt Air Force Base in Nebraska. It was formed in 2002 by the merger of Eagle Nation Space Command and Strategic Command. It aims to organically combine space, information countermeasures and offensive strike capabilities. Together, they perform missions such as space and global strike.

This place is not far from Lincoln City.

The Maurice Brown in front of him once served in the Eagle Country Strategic Command, but later left the army due to an accident.

However, he still has connections in the army, so he can occasionally get some good stuff from within.

This miniaturized electromagnetic pulse gun was made by him through internal channels, and it was just put up for sale on the dark web some time ago.

Of course, the price is definitely not low either.

Shen Feng checked the status of the electromagnetic pulse gun and nodded with satisfaction.

Speaking of which, this thing itself is not complicated. It can even be made with an ordinary camera, coil and battery. The difficulty lies in the combination of miniaturization and high power.

The technical strength of the Eagle Country's military is still very good.

The clustered electromagnetic pulse waves emitted by this electromagnetic pulse gun can theoretically reach a shooting distance of three to five kilometers, and can produce extremely strong alternating electromagnetic fields (commonly known as electromagnetic pulses), producing destructive currents and surges, thereby destroying Target electronic equipment.

In layman's terms, it means causing a strong current to burst into the target in a short period of time and burning out the circuit.

And in theory, as long as the energy is always sufficient, there is no upper limit on the number of times it can be used.

In addition to this electromagnetic pulse gun, there are also several small bombs in the box. They are all miniaturized electromagnetic pulse bombs with strong power.

In the face of a swarm of nanomachines, ordinary weapons are useless. It is estimated that only electromagnetic pulse weapons are useful.

This point was mentioned in the "Principles of Nanomachines" that Shen Feng obtained.

"Why did you buy this thing?" Although he claimed to be a well-behaved seller, Morris still couldn't help asking at this time: "Are you going to shoot down the computers of the stock exchange?"

Shen Feng smiled and did not answer, but asked:

"Do you know about Wuyou Town?"
Chapter completed!
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