Wasteland Code Survival

Wia Trading Co., Ltd., which is the big yard of the Red Shirt Gang, is full of people wrapped in red cloth strips busy back and forth-of course, the business on the bright side will naturally not be related to drugs and arms. To catch up, most of the boxes that are transported in and out by forklifts are marked with vitamin tablets and antibiotics.

The bottom gang members of the Red Shirt Gang would stop when they saw Li Shuo and respectfully shout "Brother Li"-Li Shuoming's identity is the sales manager of "WIA Trading Co., Ltd." Inside the shirt, there is a middle-level cadre in charge of gray business.

After bypassing a vacant lot with many containers, Li Shuo took Qi Lin and walked to a well-guarded warehouse.

This warehouse is as high as two stories and covers an area of ​​one or two thousand square meters. Two heavily armed gangs are patrolling back and forth at the door.

"Hello, Brother Li... eh, who is this buddy? The face is so good?" One of the group of people saw Li Shuo coming over and took the initiative to say hello, but when he saw Qi Lin following Li Shuo When he suddenly grasped the worn 81-bar rifle in his hand.

"Haha, this is my new brother, Xiao Wang." Li Shuo slapped haha, then smoked a cigarette and handed it to the gang guarding the warehouse.

The helper took the cigarette, but he still had an embarrassed look on his face: "Brother Li, you know, the helper said, outsiders in this warehouse are not allowed to approach, you are like this, making brothers very embarrassed. ."

"Haha, what an outsider, Xiao Wang is also a brother in Bangli, how can he be regarded as an outsider!"

"Brother Li can't say that, you know, new members now have an inspection period, and they have to slowly mix up from the outside. Besides, especially during this period, the helper has specially ordered it, and other people are not allowed. Come here……"

Before the warehouse guard was halfway through, Li Shuo leaned forward, whispered a few words secretly in his ear, and then stuffed something into the palm of the opponent's hand. The helper only looked at Qi Lin. He nodded extremely reluctantly, and said, "Well, Brother Li, you can take him in, but you can only stay in it for ten minutes at most. Once ten minutes are up, you will come out immediately. Otherwise, if someone above finds out , We all have to be punished."

"Okay, I see, I will trouble my brother this time."

Li Shuo smiled and patted the shoulder of the warehouse guard, then Qi Lin winked, and the two followed the warehouse guard and walked towards the huge warehouse.

The six-meter-high metal gate of the warehouse was tightly closed. This was the passageway used for forklifts to transport goods. The guard led the two people to the small door on one side and looked around vigilantly. He took out a key from his pocket, opened the door, and said to the two of them: "Brother Li, please go in quickly, and I will open the door after ten minutes."

"Okay, no problem, next time I have a drink, I'll treat you!" Li Shuo and Qi Lin just walked into the warehouse, and with a bang, the guard closed the small door from outside.

"Boss Wang, we don’t have much time--you come with me--the shelf on the right hand side is filled with shotguns worth 1,000 to 2,000 points. Although they are all homemade weapons, the quality is absolutely top-notch, steel balls and iron sand. , Single-headed bullets can be used."

Li Shuo led Qi Lin to the long row of shelves, took a few glances, and picked out a fairly well-made double-barreled shotgun from the shelf.

"Look at this, the style of Winchester M1887 is also a lever burst operation mode. There was a famous old movie in the past. You should have watched "Terminator" Boss Wang? What is it called Shi? , This gun is used."

"Schwarzenegger." Qi Lin said.

"Yes, yes, it's the Schwarzenegger. Don't think this gun is imitation, but the one who made this gun is a master craftsman. Look at the receiver, it was cut out by turning, and this wood... "Li Shuo boasted about the fake M1887 in his hand.

In Qi Lin’s opinion, this M1887 is indeed a good one among the homemade weapons in appearance, at least better than those made from rusty steel pipes and angle irons welded on the waste soil with rags wrapped around them. The gun is much better.

However, this gun has a fatal flaw-that is, the wall of the barrel is too thin and the strength is not up to standard.

Generally, the barrels are made of precision seamless steel pipes that are formed at one time. However, the barrel of this imitation Winchester M1887 is obviously a hollow welded steel pipe rolled from steel plate. Although the surface has been polished, The weld is still very obvious.

If you use this low-strength welded steel pipe as a barrel, you may not be able to shoot a few shots, and there may be a risk of explosion.

Among other things, the earthen shotgun on the shelf that looks mediocre, has a huge caliber, and can only fire iron sand is stronger than this flower frame M1887. At least the barrel of the gun is from a The frame of the bicycle is cut off, rather than rolled from a steel plate less than two millimeters thick.

"Let me take a look again, anyway, there is still more time, ten minutes is enough for us to look at several guns."

While talking, Qi Lin walked to the shelf, but the corner of his eye was constantly looking at every corner of the warehouse.

The warehouse is very large, and there are a lot of things stacked in it, but the huge wooden boxes covered by canvas in the northwest corner have attracted Qi Lin's attention.

There is no other reason. A corner of a box was exposed from under the canvas. There was an emblem painted in black ink on it. Although it was scratched by someone with something, Qi Lin could still vaguely distinguish it. It was originally A skull pattern.

It should be those boxes!

Qi Lin pretended to look at a few homemade shotguns, then deliberately showed a dissatisfied expression, and said to Li Shuo: "I don't like these guns very much. Since they are all here, Boss Li asked me Let’s see if there are any other items—oh, yes, what are in those boxes, are they also guns?"

Qi Lin said, ignoring Li Shuo's reaction, and walked towards the big boxes.

"Wait! Boss Wang, wait a minute! You can't touch things over there, that's—"

Before Li Shuo had finished speaking, Qi Lin suddenly turned his head, showing him a weird smile, and then suddenly turned behind Li Shuo, and slashed his head with a hand knife.

Li Shuo's body softened and fell down immediately. Qi Lin quickly caught him, and then gently placed him on the ground.

Qi Lin controlled the strength of this hand knife quite accurately, and he would wake up on his own in only one or two hours at most.

Putting Li Shuo down, Qi Lin immediately took out the camera, ran to the big boxes, and took a few photos of the skull emblem on the box.

Then, Qi Lin put the camera aside, lifted the canvas, and pushed open one of the large wooden boxes nearly one person tall——

The wooden box was filled with broken plastic foam, Qi Lin pushed the plastic foam away, and the things below were immediately exposed.

Dozens of Type 56 submachine guns modeled after AK47 assault rifles were neatly stacked in the box. Qi Lin took out one of them and took a look. These 56-strokes are all very well made, obviously not from those small manual workshops Inferior goods produced in China.

At the end of the butt, there is a small skull emblem.

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