Wasteland Code Survival

[Title: Code of survival wasteland export of two hundred and fortieth chapters: dark dust dispersion]

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As soon as the Templar raised his head, he saw a bright spark burst out of the darkness. It was the muzzle flame formed by the propellant not completely burning in the barrel, and appeared together with the spark. , And there was a sudden and sudden gunshot!

"Suddenly!"

The Templar only felt as if he had been punched hard in his chest and abdomen. Before the pain had reached the cerebral cortex, he felt that his body was out of control. Only darkness was left in front of him, and he gave a puff. After he fell to the ground, the walkie-talkie in his hand fell far away.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The players of the mutual aid club suddenly turned into a mess. Some of these untrained players immediately lay on the ground, and some panicked and ran around with their heads, only about less than half. The people hurriedly began to raise the weapons in their hands and began to fire randomly into the darkness.

The gunshots in the sewer rang out instantly.

Compared with weapons, military glare flashlights are rarer. Among the players of these mutual aid clubs, there are only five flashlights. However, five Templar knights holding flashlights were almost immediately flown in the darkness. The bullets were named, and after that, all players who bent over to pick up the flashlight would not be shot by that person's mysterious attacker.

In this way, no one tried to pick up the flashlight anymore, and the two sides shot at each other in the dark.

For Qi Lin, darkness does not exist, but for mutual aid players, they can only rely on the flame of the muzzle to judge Qi Lin's approximate position.

However, Qi Lin adjusted his position every time he pulled the trigger, and none of the players in the mutual aid association could hit him with a single shot.

The distance between the two sides is a hundred meters away. In fact, at this distance, even on a bright and open ground, if these players who have not received professional training shoot at Qi Lin, they may not be able to hit. What's more, it was in the dark sewer.

While Qi Lin shot at the mutual aid club players, he kept getting closer. When the distance between the two sides was reduced to about 50 meters, Qi Lin finally emptied the first magazine.

A 56-type rifle has 30 bullets in one magazine, and Qi Lin killed a total of eleven people with these 30 bullets.

Lie on the ground and quickly changed the magazine, Qi Lin jumped up, another long shot, killing the four players who turned and wanted to escape.

He can't let these people go back. As long as one is let go, the Mutual Aid Association will definitely send more knights to hunt him down. The next time he will face it, it won't be ordinary people who can't even shoot a gun.

The terrain in the sewer is special, and it is even impossible to use the railgun as a big killer. Once a shot goes down, maybe the entire passage will completely collapse, burying him and the mutual aid club players alive.

Qi Lin drew the Tokarev pistol from his waist with his left hand, holding the Type 56 in his right hand, shooting left and right, and pulling the trigger again and again. From the first shot, to the death of the last mutual aid player, the whole process was less than two. minute.

After putting away his weapon, Qi Lin walked to the side of the corpse, signaled Cooper to remove the signal interference, and then bent over and picked up the walkie-talkie on the ground.

"...His...hey!...his! Squad 015?!...hurry up to answer!...his...we heard fierce gunfire above, and below...his...what happened? Click to answer!"

As soon as the interference was lifted, a man's nervous and impatient voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

Qi Lin glanced at the walkie-talkie,

"Squad 015 reported that we had just encountered a large number of bloodthirsty rat attacks, and one person was killed in battle. Now the threat has been lifted, and no target has been found yet. We will continue to carry out the search and hunt mission and it is over."

Cooper's voice came from Zhi Brain's speakers, almost exactly the same as the Templar that Qi Lin had killed before.

"...Sigh...Bloodthirsty rat?...Sigh...I know, you continue to perform the task... There was a discovery...Sigh...Report immediately..."

The voice on the walkie-talkie has calmed down, and it seems that Cooper's report has been believed.

Qi Lin hung the walkie-talkie on the shoulder strap of the backpack, dropped the Type 56 assault rifle in his hand, picked up a better-performing 81 bar from the corpse of a Templar, and picked up six more. Ten rounds magazine.

In fact, there are more advanced Type 95 rifles on the side, but on the wasteland, most of these small-caliber rifles are not as popular as large-caliber rifles. There is no other reason. Small-caliber rifles may be okay to hit people. When mutating creatures, the shortcomings of insufficient power become obvious.

Like the military factories in some wasteland cities today, most of the new guns that are mass-produced are based on the old ak and fal models. Moreover, not only that, the caliber of guns has a trend of increasing. .

Of course, there are also reasons why there are more and more evolutionary players. Weight and recoil no longer restrict the power of individual weapons. If Qi Lin is willing, he can hold a 50-bmg launch point. Old godmother used as a submachine gun.

The Mutual Aid Association seems to have determined that Qi Lin is only one person. These players, let alone heavy weapons, don't even have a grenade.

However, on the backs of two tall mutual aid club players, Qi Lin found a backpack filled with clean drinking water and dry food.

After supplementing food and water a little bit, Qi Lin checked all the corpses one last time, and after confirming that there was no pretending to be dead, he began to run towards the exit of the sewer.

The time agreed upon with Cheng Yanqiu and the others was running out. Those bloodthirsty rats and the hunting team of this mutual aid association wasted almost half an hour of Qi Lin's time.

Although I don't know if others encountered any obstacles on the way, Qi Lin didn't want to be the one who was late.

There are many fork roads in the sewer, like a huge underground maze.Fortunately, Cooper got the engineering structure drawing left when the sewer was built in the computer of the old military port area. Qi Lin didn't have to worry about getting lost.

Moreover, after killing the Rat King, Qi Lin never encountered other mutant creatures. On the contrary, he saw a lot of mutant creatures and human bones along the way. It seems that the sewer system of this steel city should have been destroyed before. The bloodthirsty rats ruled.

Qi Lin ran for twenty minutes, and finally there was a ray of light from the front of the sewer.

"Finally it's time for the exit." Qi Lin was overjoyed and speeded up again.2k novel reading network