|The following is based on Creation Club content and is not canon.|
Try as we might, we can't seem to bypass this security lock, but it broadcasts only static. Tuning it to existing frequencies has no effect.
As a result of our failure, the lieutenant sent a few officers back to the tower to recanvas the area, leaving the rest of us to absorb his rage. He's beem extreme temperamental as of late. It's possible he's already infected.
To be fair, maintaining any semblance of purity is difficult in this filth. If the lieutenant is any indication, the cost of trudging back and forth through this toxic bile of Wasteland may be beyond repair. Just breathing this air, I can already feel the taint inching towards my brain.
Nevertheless, leaving the safety of the base is justified. Having the X-02 in possession will help us maintain out supply count as we attempt to re-establish contact with the Enclave.
In any event, if we fail to uncover any relevant information, it'll be my recommendation to drill your way in. The concrete may prove more forgiving than this lock.