After killing the rebels of the two red shirt gangs, Qi Lin and Song Xiaodie continued to fumble towards the entrance of the passage in the dark.

This passage to Refuge No. 188 was once an abandoned subway project in the old times. The workers of the refuge unintentionally dug through the dusty subway-although several small-scale landslides led to three The death of a worker, but the abandoned subway was quickly transformed into a passage connecting the two shelters, and it was recorded in the underground shelter network in Huaxia District.

Passing through an intersection, the space in front of it suddenly opened up-it was originally excavated to build a new underground farm, but due to the existence of the passage, the location of the underground farmland was also moved elsewhere.

In front of us is a distribution center similar to the old freight train station. Containers are stacked on the empty ground. On the side are two railcars used to transport materials and personnel. Below the railcars, two railroad tracks extend all the way. Entered into two bottomless caves on the rock wall.

This is the gateway to Vault 188.

The power supply equipment of the station is independent, so the lighting equipment here is still in normal operation, but no one can be seen in the huge space. Only a few beaches of blood on the ground that have not completely dried up indicate that something has just happened here. Battle.

A place like the passageway station, even in a slum area, will definitely have garrison guards, and this place has become the target of the Red Shirt Gang in the first time.

The only thing Qi Lin wondered was that the Red Shirt Gang didn't send anyone to stay behind after they captured the station. He didn't know whether it was too careless or the reason for the tight frontline battle.

But for him, this is actually good news.

Qi Lin looked around vigilantly, and after making sure that there was no movement, he swiftly and lightly ran to a rail car and squatted down.

This is a ZV003 freight railcar. The body consists of a front and three wagons. The total length is 52 meters and the total load is 180 tons. The power source is a small nuclear fission reactor located in the front of the car.

The front door of the railcar was not locked, and Qi Lin opened it with a light push. Although this railcar uses nuclear energy, its operation mode is no different from that of an old-fashioned train.

After passing through a narrow corridor, Qi Lin got into the cab of the train, and saw that all the glass windows on the side of the cab had been broken, and a corpse in the uniform of the executor fell on the floor of the cab.

This executor should be the driver of the rail car. When the mutiny broke out before, he had no time to escape from the cab. He was killed by the rushing rebels through the window. Qi Lin crouched down on the body. After groping for a while, fortunately, the key to start the rail car was still on the executor and was not found by the rebels.

Picking up the key, Qi Lin stood up. At this moment, Song Xiaodie, who followed in, suddenly let out a soft cry and threw him to the ground!

"Bah!!" A gunshot sounded through the quiet station, Qi Lin only felt that Song Xiaodie's abdomen was constantly pouring out from Song Xiaodie's abdomen. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and his hand was completely bloody. ?

Anxie.Thin ∑ rushed like a spit? Six and a half, through the reflection of the window glass on the other side, he could see a red shirt gang rebel holding an old bolt-action rifle with a scope squatting halfway down. On the top of a container, the muzzle in his hand kept aiming at the cab where Qi Lin was.

"Hidden on the container..."

This position happened to be the blind spot of the route Qi Lin ran in before, so he didn't find a rebel sniper lying in ambush on the container.

It is much easier to determine the position of the opponent, Qi Lin quickly got up, raised 56 and a half is a shot, the gun shot down, the whole process was less than half a second.

"Xiaodie! Where is the wound?!" After killing the rebel sniper, Qi Lin immediately threw 56 and a half aside, knelt down, held Song Xiaodie in his arms, and asked repeatedly.

"The stomach... there... it hurts..." Song Xiaodie gasped violently and said in pain.

Qi Lin quickly tore open Song Xiaodie’s clothes, only to see that the gun just rubbed the edge of the bulletproof plate and penetrated into Song Xiaodie’s abdomen, leaving round bullet holes on the surface of the abdomen, and the blood was constantly flowing. The earth gushed out from the bullet holes, dyeing the originally white and creamy lower abdomen bright red.

Qi Lin stretched his hand behind Song Xiaodie again and found that there was no bullet hole over there—in other words, the warhead was still in Song Xiaodie's body.

"I'm so cold... so sleepy..." Song Xiaodie groaned in a low voice, her eyelids about to close as she watched.

"Don't sleep! Don't sleep!" Qi Lin roared, tearing a piece of clothing to pieces, let Song Xiaodie bite, then drew out the dagger, and started disinfecting the dagger with a lighter.

Hans had taught Qi Lin in the battlefield surgery to deal with gunshot wounds, but this does not mean that surgery can save the life of the gunshot.

The sharp dagger cut open the wound. In an instant, more blood poured out. Qi Lin quickly took out a piece of gauze from his backpack, pressed it against the edge of the wound, and slowly pushed the tip of the dagger into the wound.

Although the bulletproof flap failed to block the bullet, it greatly reduced the kinetic energy carried on the bullet. Therefore, the shot was not hit deeply. The dagger only penetrated less than one-third, and the tip had already touched the hardness. Warhead.

Qi Lin kept wiping the blood with the gauze in his hand. At this time, the gauze was full of blood. A light squeeze could squeeze out a lot of blood, but Song Xiaodie’s wound was still Blood was constantly overflowing, and her face became paler and paler.

"Just bear it, it'll be better soon—"

As Qi Lin said, the tip of the dagger was picked up, then his other hand stretched out two fingers, firmly clamped the bullet, and took it out of Song Xiaodie's body.

After taking out the bullet, Qi Lin continued to hold the dagger and cut off the necrotic flesh and blood around the wound bit by bit. If these necrotic tissues are not cut off, the wound will not only fail to heal, but there will also be a great risk of infection.

Suddenly, Qi Lin discovered that Song Xiaodie's moaning had stopped just after taking out the bullet. Turning her head, she found that the girl's eyes were closed tightly and she had passed out.

"Don't die...Don't die..."

Shaking off the minced meat on the tip of the knife, Qi Lin opened the backpack-luckily he had prepared before, so the medicine in the backpack was also available.

Qi Lin took out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and started to wash the wound on Song Xiaodie's abdomen. At the same time, he took out a piece of cotton wool and stuffed it into the wound. Then, he bit open a bottle of hemostatic powder with his teeth, and poured it on his head.

Finally, the wound is wrapped up with gauze and bandage.

Qi Lin put his blood-stained hand on Song Xiaodie's neck artery-although his pulse was weak, at least he still had it.

"Don't die... please, don't die..."

Qi Lin carefully picked Song Xiaodie up and placed it behind the cab, then pulled a backpack, took out all the hard objects inside, and placed it under the girl's head.

With the current conditions, there was only this he could do for Song Xiaodie.

In this empty underground space, gunshots can travel far, and it has taken more than ten minutes to perform emergency surgery on Song Xiaodie. If there are other red shirt rebels in the slum, count. Counting time, they are almost coming over.

At last glanced at the pale girl, Qi Lin returned to the cab, inserted the key into the console, grabbed the switch, and pulled it to the bottom in one stroke...

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