Wasteland Code Survival

The mutant jackal really can't be regarded as a good prey. There is very little meat on its body, and the fat content in the meat is also very low. The taste is dry, the taste is a bit sour, and it also has a stinky and fishy smell.

However, in the current situation, Qi Lin had no other choice for a while. What's more, in the wasteland, some food is good, and who cares whether the food used to satisfy hunger is good or not.

Qi Lin first stepped on the bonfire, then took the Tokarev pistol and touched it quietly towards the small mountain bag.

Jackals are just ordinary mutant creatures that don’t even exist at the elite level. Qi Lin did this just to not disturb the prey. Otherwise, if the prey chooses to escape, Qi Lin would have to catch up with him hungry. The necessary distance.

Qi Lin had just approached a distance of about one hundred meters from the jackal. The jackal seemed to notice some movement, supported his limbs, and stood up from the ground.

"Huh?" Qi Lin crouched behind a bush and turned on the dynamic camouflage. He was downwind. With his strength and dynamic camouflage, even the distance between the jackal and the jackal Cut it in half, and the other party should not be able to find himself.

Even the radius of Cooper's sound and motion detection alone could not exceed 100 meters. How could this average jackal feel wrong?

Is this the so-called natural premonition of danger in animals?

When Qi Lin was still wondering, there was a "shoo" sound, and a simple javelin made of a dagger tied to a wooden stick broke through the air and directly nailed the jackal to the ground!

There are also people on the other side of the small mountain bag!

Qi Lin was surprised at first, but then immediately calmed down-since the opponent chose to use the javelin to hunt the jackal, Qi Lin can judge from the power and speed of the throw, the opponent is only one or two at most. Class evolutionary.

Every time the evolver increases by one level, the gap between the levels becomes more obvious. In addition, now Qi Lin is in the dark, and the opponent is in the light. As long as Qi Lin is willing, he can shoot him instantly when he comes to pick up the prey. Kill.

Less than a minute after the Javelin killed the jackal, a figure wrapped in an earthy yellow desert cloak eagerly ran up from the other side of the hillside, although the sky was completely dark at the moment, but the opponent's picture was familiar Qi Lin's face and the palm of his hand with only four fingers still recognized him.

This is the guy who molested and humiliated Feiyan in the War Castle-Bazhi.

"Why is he here? Did he escape from the fortress or came here after he was resurrected?"

The current appearance of Eight Fingers can be described as embarrassing. Except for the khaki cloak, all the clothes are in tatters. To keep warm, many dirty cloth strips are tangled up in a mess.On his feet, one is wearing a plastic slippers, and the other is without shoes. He steps on a small woven bag with a nylon rope tied at the mouth.

Looking at Bazhi's appearance that is even more sloppy than most beggars in the old age, Qi Lin knew that during this period of time, the other party should be miserable.

Eight fingers quickly ran to the corpse of the jackal, and at this moment, Qi Lin had already raised the pistol in his hand.

The effective range of the former Soviet Union TT-33 Tokarev pistol is only 50 meters. At a distance of 100 meters, it is almost the limit of lethality, and the accuracy is completely impossible to guarantee.

However, the problem of accuracy is not a problem for Qi Lin at all-the "Eagle Eye" skill is activated, the trajectory is determined, and the compensation value is calculated. A dashed line extending from the muzzle and connecting the vital points of the eight fingers is immediately in Qi Lin. Was outlined in his mind.

"Boo!"

A spark from the muzzle flashed, and he heard the eight fingers of the gun body just raised his head. The 7.62mm bullet happened to penetrate his right eye. After the eyeball was blown out and most of his head was broken, he just lost it. The kinetic energy stayed in the head of the eight fingers.

The eight-fingered squatting body shook slightly, and fell down beside the jackal's body with a "puff".

Putting away the pistol, Qi Lin observed for a while, and ran quickly to the top of the mountain after confirming that the opponent had no companions.

There was nothing on Bazhi's corpse except a water sac with half a pot of dirty water left. It seemed that he was forced by food to choose to hunt the mutant creature.

Looking along the hillside where Bazhi came up, Qi Lin found a small shack built with branches and plastic sheets between the piles of bushes at the foot of the mountain in the distance. It seemed that this should be Bazhi's temporary residence.

Grasping the javelin that was pulled from the jackal, Qi Lin ran to the shack, but before getting close, a strong rancid smell made Qi Lin's empty stomach puff up, and a spicy bite Stomach acid filled the throat directly.

"Oh...what is this..."

At a distance of more than ten meters, Qi Lin could see a decayed corpse lying in the shack. It appeared to be a dead female zombie. The naked lower body of the zombie was exposed outside the shack, and on the thighs Between his legs, there seemed to be some special traces of filth.

"... This buddy, a bit of a slap in the face..."

Qi Lin recalled Feiyan's description of Bazhi once: "Extremely lecherous, psychopathic, manic, and a little mental illness..."

Compared with this guy who is as powerful as the X corpse, Qi Lin suddenly felt that he is also a mental patient. In contrast, Aya Kui is not too cute...

Enduring the discomfort in his heart, Qi Lin walked around the shack, and after not finding anything of value, he folded back to the top of the mountain, brought the corpse of the jackal back to his campfire.

Although the corpse made Qi Lin really sick, it failed to reduce his appetite. As his fullness fell to single digits, his hungry stomach had begun to scream uncontrollably.

Humans are iron, and rice is steel. Even a third-level evolutionary can't stop eating human fireworks. In fact, the opposite is true. The stronger the evolutionary, the faster the energy consumption of the body and the consumption rate of satiety. Faster.

"It would be great if the radiant energy in the body can be converted into satiety..."

Qi Lin endured his hunger and complained, first lit a bonfire, and at the same time, his saber neatly cut the jackal's body and took out the intestines and internal organs in the abdominal cavity.

Then, he untied the dagger from the javelin, and stringed the treated jackal on the barrel of the gun.

In fact, the best way to handle food in the wild is to bury the prey under the hot embers and scald it. However, due to limited conditions, Qi Lin can only use smoke and barbecue.

Jackal’s fur is the first to come into contact with the bonfire. It emits a scent of protein after being burnt. After the fur has been burned, with the licking of the flame, the oil slowly seeps from the muscles. After coming out, the air also began to fill with a tempting smell of meat.

While chewing on the hard and cold beef jerky, Qi Lin rolled the barbecue on the fire with one hand, took out a metal kettle from his backpack, poured two packets of instant coffee into it, screwed on the bottle cap, and shook it vigorously. After a while, he also threw the kettle by the campfire.

There are warm barbecues, aromatic coffee... For a person struggling to survive in the wasteland, what better dinner than this?...

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