Wasteland Code Survival

Finally, Qi Lin added a small section of Picatinny rail above the frame of the gun body, and then installed a small mechanical sight.

Anyway, the maximum combat distance defined by Qi Lin for this pistol was only 30 to 50 meters, and the mechanical sight was completely sufficient.

Then, Qi Lin made a quick-draw holster with a piece of artificial leather and a few rivets and hung it under his ribs.

As soon as the holster was finished, the air-tight door of the residence was opened, Song Xiaodie's petite body came in flexibly, and then turned to close the air-tight door.

"How about it, did you find the charging cable?" Qi Lin inserted the revolver into the holster and stood up.

Song Xiaodie shook her head, and then took off the breathing mask on her face: "No, even the charging cable for the new smart phone was not found. I didn't expect this kind of thing that was everywhere in the old age has become so rare now."

"Then I will think of other ways..."

"But, I found this!" The gloomy look on Song Xiaodie's face suddenly disappeared, Qi Lin made a grimace, then briskly jumped to Qi Lin, and took out a black nylon bag from his shoulder bag. .

"what is this?"

Qi Lin took the nylon bag with some doubts. As soon as he started, he knew what was inside.

"camera!"

Qi Linxun opened the nylon bag, and saw an old-fashioned point-and-shoot camera lying in it, with a roll of unopened film beside it.

Qi Lin picked up this roll of film and looked at it. This is a roll of photographic film produced before the war. Five or six years have passed since the present. Although the image clarity and so on will definitely be impressed, it is already considered acceptable. The latest film found.

Anyway, as long as you can see clearly what is in the captured image, that's enough.

Qi Lin loaded the film into the camera, then found a few 19mm pistol ammunition and put it in his pocket, and planned to go out, but at this time, Song Xiaodie suddenly grabbed Qi Lin's clothes corner.

"Can I... go with you?"

Song Xiaodie asked tentatively, with a hint of worry in the depths of his eyes.

"If you stay at home, I'll do it alone. Anyway, just take a few photos. Nothing will happen. Even if those people show up, they won't be able to catch me."

Qi Lin thought for a while, but refused Song Xiaodie's request.

It's not that she thinks Song Xiaodie is cumbersome. In terms of combat effectiveness, Song Xiaodie may be much stronger than many strong men in the red shirt gang.The key is that Song Xiaodie is too beautiful, and he belongs to the type that will attract the eyes of others at a glance. If you want to bring such a dazzling beauty, you don’t need to sneak in. It’s better to just sneak in. Go straight into the Red Shirt Gang from the main entrance.

"Then you...must come back safely." Song Xiaodie didn't say much, but just nodded obediently and let go of Qi Lin's clothes.

I don’t know why, Qi Lin suddenly had a mischievous thought. He grabbed Song Xiaodie’s shoulders and rubbed the girl’s small head with both hands, rubbing the girl’s original softness. It became a mess.

However, Song Xiaodie did not resist. Instead, she stretched out her slender arms, firmly hugged Qi Lin's waist, and then put her head on Qi Lin's chest.

This action continued for more than ten seconds before Song Xiaodie released Qi Lin, took two steps back, took out a small and exquisite folding knife from his pocket, and stuffed it into Qi Lin's hand.

"I bought this with the money I earned. I originally wanted to give it to you as a birthday gift, but I'll give it to you now. Maybe you can use it." Song Xiaodie whispered, white and clean. There was a slight blush on his cheeks.

Only then did Qi Lin remember that it seemed that two days later, it would happen to be his birthday—in fact, he didn’t know when his birthday was, but he killed the first person himself. One day was regarded as his birthday. He had mentioned this matter when he was chatting with Xiao Lei. I don't know when Xiao Lei told Song Xiaodie.

Qi Lin opened the folding knife and saw that a frightening cold light flashed from the blade. Looking up along the blade, it was the wave texture left by the process of covering the blade and burning the blade. As for the handle, there were two pieces of dark brown pasted. Black walnut.

Obviously, this is a good hand-made knife, not the kind of mass produced in the factory assembly line.

"I like this knife very much, thank you for your gift." Qi Lin said with a smile, put the folding knife close to his body, turned and opened the airtight door of the residence.

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The Red Shirt Gang is the number one underground gang in Refuge No. 187. Although most of its members live in the slums of the refuge, the headquarters of the gang is located in the most prosperous area in the middle area.

The headquarters of the Red Shirt Gang has four yards the size of a football field, and a six-story building. For the middle area of ​​the refuge with a dome of only 80 meters, the headquarters building of the Red Shirt Gang is already that area. The tallest building.

Of course, although most people know that this is the headquarters of the Red Shirt Gang, it is impossible for the Red Shirt Gang to call themselves a gangster. In the official archives, the Red Shirt Gang still has a formal name. Name-"WIA Trading Co., Ltd."

This large yard and the six-story building are all the property of WIA Trading Co., Ltd., except that people who enter and exit inside are all wrapped in a piece of red on their arms. Cloth.

According to the different red cloth strips wrapped around the arms, one can tell at a glance the status of this gang member in the red shirt gang-like those gangsters and thugs who are in the slums, the arms are wrapped around a piece of Dirty and torn red cloth strips are as if they were torn off a piece of red clothing directly from the garbage dump. At the headquarters of the Red Shirt Gang, gang members of this level can only be found on the periphery of the courtyard. Wandering.

Except for these thugs, the red cloth strips on their arms are replaced by red armbands for members of the next higher level, and the texture and grade of their clothes are much better than those of the bottom guys.

As for those who can enter the six-story building, they are the core members of the Red Shirt Gang. Most of them wear red uniforms with "WIA Trading Co., Ltd." printed on the back of the clothes, and they are also the Red Shirt Gang. The emblem-a Chinese dragon coiled in a circle, and two crossed daggers.

Qi Lin was sitting on the second floor of a small restaurant across the street from the Red Shirt Gang headquarters, condescendingly observing the courtyard where the Red Shirt Gang resided. The Red Shirt Gang that he killed before only said that the weapons and gold bars were stored in the headquarters. In the warehouse, Qi Lin knew nothing about the location of the warehouse....

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