Wasteland Code Survival

[Title: Code of survival wasteland two hundred and eighty third chapter of Ivan: dark dust dispersion]

Welcome to the latest chapter of the Wasteland Survival Code 2k Novel Network!The domain name of this site: the complete pinyin of "2k fiction", easy to remember!A good-looking novel strongly recommends: Artistic Life, the eternal night king Nilin, dominates the holy market, the lord of the snow eagle, a thought of the eternal dragon king, the legend of the ancient god, Wulian peak, the gate of the five elements, and the mysterious world. Yes, he uses English, but unlike the previous Russian-speaking male voice, this mutant’s voice is very deep and deep, but there is still a sharp and hoarse tone at the end. This is after the mutant’s vocal cords were damaged by radiation. Common features.

"Stop attacking!" The man yelled in Russian first, and then yelled at Qi Lin in English.

"I am Ivan, the former Captain of the First Infantry Division of the Fourth Far East Army of the Eastern Military District of the Russian Federation Army. I retired in 2020. I am now the leader of this group of mutants. I think we can talk."

Qi Lin was stunned. He thought that the guy who persuaded him to surrender at the beginning was Ivan, the leader of the mutants. He didn't think that Ivan was someone else and was a retired Russian military officer.

According to the regulations of the Russian team, the retirement age of officers at the rank of captain is basically around 40 to 45 years old. In other words, this Ivan is estimated to be more than 60 years old now.

"What's the problem with you?" Qi Lin said to the opposite of Ivan's "talk" request, but he still didn't put down the weapon in his hand. The muzzle was pointed at the open door, and at the same time he pricked his ears and listened carefully outside the house. The movement of mutants.

"Are you from Huaxia, Dongying or Korean?" Ivan asked.

"Huaxia." Qi Lin thought for a while and told the other party the truth. To be honest, now in the wasteland, due to the gradual disappearance of the state of the old age, nationality is not so important now, and Qi Lin does not know the other party. Ask what this does.

"I think your marksmanship and tactics don't look like a civilian, so you should be a soldier or a mercenary?"

"It used to be." Since the other party had reported his family from the beginning, Qi Lin had no need to conceal these less important information. What's more, even if he didn't say it, Ivan had already seen it.

"Then are you now working for the consortium or for the money? I think it should be the latter. Those big consortiums will not send a single person to Neroszsk to die. It has been a lot since you entered here. It’s been hours, and we haven’t seen anyone showing up to support you. So, you should have entered here accidentally, right?"

It seems that there is little difference between working for the consortium and working for the money, but the nature is completely different. The former is a private army belonging to the consortium. The consortium is solely responsible for recruiting, training, and equipment, and the payment of military pay is on time. Inside the consortium, it is called "employee wages." Whenever the consortium has a task released, no matter how difficult the task is, private soldiers must execute it.

The latter are independent free mercenaries or mercenary groups. Although most of the mercenaries serve large consortia, the relationship between the two parties is just a transaction.

"Neither, I'm working for myself." Qi Lin replied.

"Working for yourself? Very interesting, but then again, I think all this is a misunderstanding. We don't need to fight at all, and even, if possible, I want to hire you." Ivan continued.

"First of all, I don’t accept anyone’s employment. Second, I don’t think mutants will live in peace with a human being, especially after I have killed so many of you."

"Huh? What we hate is only those who make wars. As for those who are killed by you, they will be back soon. The pain of death is too insignificant compared to the torture we have to endure every day. ."

After Ivan’s explanation, Qi Lin knew that

No matter how bad they are, they can open the refuge on their own and go to the real wasteland to find supplies.

Compared with players like Qi Lin, these mutants are really "playing games."

It's no wonder that several forces in the Far East don't have the slightest idea about Nerosksk. First, this radiation-filled area is of little value. Second, if this group of "unkillable" mutants is completely destroyed If you get caught up, it is estimated that there will be no peace.

"I have told you so many things and have shown my sincerity, so what about your sincerity?" Ivan said loudly.

"I don't think this is a show of sincerity. Besides, I am puzzled. You obviously have an advantage. Why did you choose to reconcile with me?"

"I guess, you should have [Radiation Immunity] ability?"

Qi Lin didn't answer, so he acquiesced.

"Undernerowzsk, there is a warehouse left over from the former Soviet Union, but we don’t know what is inside. The radiation concentration near the warehouse is extremely high. If you can open it for us, I can not only let you leave Nero safely. Zisk, you can also allow you to take away the three things in there." Ivan said.

"Are you mutants still afraid of radiation?" Qi Lin asked strangely.

"Of course... we were also humans, but radiation changed... some things in our body. Now the environment is fine, but if we get close to the warehouse, the changes in our body will accelerate thousands of times. We have tried many Every time, but every time before we walked to the warehouse gate, our people would die halfway."

"How high is the radiation concentration near the warehouse?"

"About 900, this is halfway data. According to my estimation, there should be more than 1200 at the gate, right, can I come in?"

Qi Lin hesitated for a moment before he said, "Yes, you can come in. Don't bring weapons or people."

In a few seconds, a burly mutant man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters and a burly physique walked in from the door, and Qi Lin immediately pointed his gun at him.

Facing the black hole's muzzle, Ivan's face under the bandage did not change at all. He just pulled a chair from the side that had been knocked out by a bullet and sat down five meters away from Qi Lin.

"Introduce myself again, Ivan, Ivan Kocovic."

"You can call me 9527." Qi Lin nodded, and then asked: "The thing I am most curious about is why you are obsessed with a warehouse in the former Soviet era. The weapons and equipment sealed in that era were old and broken. After so many years without maintenance, it is estimated that it has been scrapped. Moreover, your people have neither guns nor food, and the things in the game world are not realistic. Why do you want to open the warehouse?"

"Confirm, we just want to confirm what's in the warehouse."

"There is one thing I must tell you. The e04 refuge in the Far East where we are actually located is underground 15 kilometers north of Nerozsk. In the war three years ago, the entire Nerozsk was not attacked. The nuclear attack, all the radiation here comes from that warehouse, and it is also that warehouse, causing us to become like this."

"You mean, the nuclear weapons stored in the warehouse are from the Soviet era?"