Hello, welcome to this story adaptation of a topic we have a hard time understanding. Essentially, we go into the inner workings of how radio frequency works and how we could use this to our advantage. Assuming we know how to work it to begin with. We are all idiots so if anyone out there knows what they are doing, please help us. We need an adult on this. This is not our area of expertise so prepare for something that only correlates to it lightly. So strap yourselves in as we talk about CSL RFID.
If pretending to be one of them proves to be a more dangerous risk, then you would hack your way into theirs systems. Putting bugs around their area will be sufficient. You can just use a radio to listen in on their meetings and plans, hoping the bugs you planted do not get discovered.
And guess what? Not only do you not remember those events from the previous night, like, at all. You also wake up on sand with the sun trying to sear into your eyelids to get into your retinas. Next to people you swore you only see occasionally at work. And they all seem like they are dead already.
You made yourself a neat little cot in that place. Setting up your equipment for hacking and listening it, you made yourself comfortable below the window. You hope the light from the computer screen will not be seen from the outside or else you can just say goodbye to your cover and then hope you would not die by the end of it.
Where you are right now is some sort of deserted island with an ominous jungle. You have no way of getting back to your city, much less home to soothe the hangover you currently have. Way to go. Because of a night of excessive drinking, you now have the possibility of death being near.
But you hold on. And along the way, you find an old friend you have not seen in years. You discovered that he survived as much this far even after getting the short end of the stick. You see, he does not live in the same country you do. Just as he had decided to visit, it was the same day the outbreak happened.
Working on the radio is difficult for all of you since only one out of all knows even just an inkling of frequency readers. That happens to be the pilot slash captain. And he is still smashed right by the beach, hugging a crab to his chest and giggling in his sleep. So now is it up to you to make it work?
You were just glad that it does not involve another seduction case. You are getting sick of handling perverted old geezers who think they can sleep with you all for cash. Those missions might be the easiest but if you had to look at one more pervert and pretend to like them again, you were going to hurl your heels at your superiors.
This was the last time you were drinking beer mixed with whiskey. Bad decisions lead from one to another. If you survive this, you were going to swear off from drinking.
If pretending to be one of them proves to be a more dangerous risk, then you would hack your way into theirs systems. Putting bugs around their area will be sufficient. You can just use a radio to listen in on their meetings and plans, hoping the bugs you planted do not get discovered.
And guess what? Not only do you not remember those events from the previous night, like, at all. You also wake up on sand with the sun trying to sear into your eyelids to get into your retinas. Next to people you swore you only see occasionally at work. And they all seem like they are dead already.
You made yourself a neat little cot in that place. Setting up your equipment for hacking and listening it, you made yourself comfortable below the window. You hope the light from the computer screen will not be seen from the outside or else you can just say goodbye to your cover and then hope you would not die by the end of it.
Where you are right now is some sort of deserted island with an ominous jungle. You have no way of getting back to your city, much less home to soothe the hangover you currently have. Way to go. Because of a night of excessive drinking, you now have the possibility of death being near.
But you hold on. And along the way, you find an old friend you have not seen in years. You discovered that he survived as much this far even after getting the short end of the stick. You see, he does not live in the same country you do. Just as he had decided to visit, it was the same day the outbreak happened.
Working on the radio is difficult for all of you since only one out of all knows even just an inkling of frequency readers. That happens to be the pilot slash captain. And he is still smashed right by the beach, hugging a crab to his chest and giggling in his sleep. So now is it up to you to make it work?
You were just glad that it does not involve another seduction case. You are getting sick of handling perverted old geezers who think they can sleep with you all for cash. Those missions might be the easiest but if you had to look at one more pervert and pretend to like them again, you were going to hurl your heels at your superiors.
This was the last time you were drinking beer mixed with whiskey. Bad decisions lead from one to another. If you survive this, you were going to swear off from drinking.
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