Wasteland Code Survival

Before long, the metal cylinder wrapped in cement was sent to Jiang Longjie.

Jiang Longjie gently pinched the rusty metal cylinder with his index finger and thumb, and was about to open it, when the adjutant suddenly said: "Sir, wait a minute, in case there is an explosive or poisonous thing in it..."

Jiang Longjie glanced at the adjutant with some disdain, did not stop at all, said slowly: "I joined Guangsha at the age of 23 and started as an assistant construction engineer at the lowest level until I was 35. , Participated in the formation of the private army of the Guangsha Consortium. At the age of 40, he went to South Asia to fight for the governments of those small countries in South Asia for ten years. What scenes have I not seen? What is scary about explosives? You probably have never seen them. The scene of those little kids who are less than ten years old holding the gas canister and charging towards the trench..."

The metal cylinder was opened by Jiang Longjie, and a roll of tawny film fell out of it.

This roll of film has been around for some years, and traces of oxidation have appeared in some places, but it can be seen that the scene on the film seems to have been taken not long ago.

"Film?" The adjutant was stunned, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Do we still have developer and fixer in stock?" Jiang Longjie asked.

"...Well, we don't have one here... But Director Liu's young master who lives in the wealthy district likes to play photography. He should have it, Sir, are you going to get this film out...?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Longjie glanced at his adjutant. He suddenly felt that this young adjutant seemed to have been hiding something from him.

"Let someone take this film to the rich area... No, send someone to borrow a set of tools for Master Liu to wash photos, and wash the photos here."

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Thirty minutes later, two young soldiers walked into Jiang Longjie’s office with a complete set of tools for washing photos. Jiang Longjie took a remote control on the desk and pressed it twice. The transparent glass curtain wall instantly turned into In the opaque black, all the lights in the office went out.

Mixing potions, washing photos, drying... the whole process only took more than two hours. Soon, all the photos Qi Lin took in the Red Shirt Gang weapon warehouse were placed in front of Jiang Longjie.

Jiang Longjie looked at the photos one by one. Although the expression on his face did not change, the adjutant who was standing across the table became paler and paler, and his forehead gradually oozing fine beads of sweat.

"If I remember correctly, the place where these photos were taken should be the warehouse of the Red Shirt Gang?" Jiang Longjie picked up a photo and examined it carefully.

"Okay, it seems to be true, the chief is still, really looking like a torch..." the adjutant responded quickly.

"Tsk... so many weapons, enough to arm one or two hundred people, you said, what is the Red Shirt Gang doing? Rebellion?" Jiang Longjie raised his eyes slightly and scanned the adjutant's face.

"Rebellion?... This, this shouldn't be possible? After all, the Red Shirts have been working with us for so long. They should know what they can do and what they can't... This, this should be a misunderstanding, right?"

"Misunderstanding? So what is the emblem on this butt? How do I see... it looks like a skeleton?"

"Fraising! This must be caused by someone with a heart. Maybe it was a competitor of the Red Shirt Gang. They wanted to kill with a knife. Yes, that should be it..." The adjutant began to become a little incoherent.

Jiang Longjie put down the photo and pulled out an M1911 pistol from the drawer of the desk. Judging from the sleeve made of Damascus pattern steel and the milky white ivory patch on the grip, this M1911 is more like a work of art. , Not weapons.

Jiang Longjie found the magazine, inserted it into the grip of the pistol, and gently pulled the bolt.

"Let's say, how much did the Red Shirt Gang give you?"

"Sir! Sir! Think twice! I have always been loyal to Guangsha! I have nothing to do with the Hongshan Gang, absolutely nothing! The taxes they pay to us every week have all entered the consortium’s account, finances You can check it out over there!" The adjutant panicked instantly and knelt on the ground.

"No, I am not asking this, I am asking, after they occupy Vault 187, how much benefit will they promise you?" Jiang Longjie still asked in that light tone, but the M1911 pistol in his hand was already Raised it up and aimed at the adjutant's eyebrows.

"No! I didn't—"

"Bah!!"

Gunshots resounded throughout the office, and the young adjutant fell on his back. In the center of his eyebrows, blood was constantly pouring out of the gunhole.

"Come on, drag his corpse down and deal with it. The charge is defined as betraying the consortium. In addition, after the notification, the entire refuge has entered a state of first-level combat readiness. The first, second and third special tactical units are mobilized, and they bring weapons and equipment. Go and search the premises of the "WIA Trading Company" in the middle area, focusing on the company's headquarters building and warehouse-and ask them to bring the two bird-eating spiders parked in the fourth library. When the opponent refuses to cooperate, he is allowed to fire directly, and can use heavy weapons when necessary."

One shot killed his adjutant, Jiang Longjie immediately grabbed the phone on his desk, and issued orders quickly.

The Red Shirt Gang is going to rebel. This is already a fact on the table. Although he doesn't know who the person who sent the film is, if everything in the film is true, the consequences will be disastrous!

The three special tactical units on standby in the barracks immediately took action. Two "Tantani" light power armors headed for the "Wiya Trading Co., Ltd.", the headquarters of the Red Shirt Gang.

"The remaining soldiers, all staff are ready to fight, notify the executors, control all the intersections in the block where the'Weiya Trading Co., Ltd.' is located, and no one is allowed to pass!" Jiang Longjie continued to order.

It must be preemptive. While the Red Shirt Gang is not yet fully prepared, and those weapons and ammunition have not been distributed to the hands of every gang, as long as the headquarters of the Red Shirt Gang can be taken down in one fell swoop, then there is a complete opportunity for this. The rebellion was strangled in the infancy.

However, the traitor in the army does not seem to be the only young adjutant alone.

When the three special tactics teams passed through a narrow tunnel, two red shirt gangs carrying bazookas suddenly jumped out from the other side of the tunnel. They screamed and pulled the trigger!

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Although the gangs of these two red shirt gangs were immediately thrown into the air by the tail flames that bounced back on the walls of the tunnels, the army, the leading "bird-eating spider" was also blown up and blocked. Inside the narrow tunnel--

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