Wasteland Code Survival

"You say it again." Qi Lin's voice was as cold as freezing.

"Cheng Yanqiu died." Guimian said again.

"Then have you found his body?"

"Found... part."

"Part of?"

"Yes, at the scene we found a broken arm and a sternum that was almost melted. According to the DNA test, we can confirm that it is Cheng Yanqiu's body."

"How did he die?" Qi Lin didn't have any expression on his face, and his tone returned to normal, but the ghost face could clearly feel that the temperature in the whole room had dropped several degrees.

He couldn't help but glanced at the room temperature meter attached to the wall. The indication on it indicated that the current temperature was eleven degrees Celsius. Although it was not warm, it was a normal problem in the refuge room when the heating was not turned on. She was also wearing a warm flannel shirt and a heavy officer's trench coat. In theory, she shouldn't feel cold at all.

"Although I cannot disclose the specific content of this mission to you, I can tell you that it was the kind of flesh and blood puppets you found in the underground mall that killed Cheng Yanqiu. The organization's support troops paid a considerable price. Remove the fleshy membranes wrapped on the remains of the corpse--according to the judgment of the inspection department, Cheng Yanqiu's body has been converted into nourishment by the fleshy membranes and can be judged as dead."

"In other words, you didn't see his body, did you?"

"That's because his body only has one arm and half of the breastbone..."

"Can I take a look?" Qi Lin asked.

"Sorry, I'm afraid this won't work."

"What if I must watch it?" Qi Lin suddenly stood up, walked to the front of the ghost face, and beckoned gently.

And Aya Kui was also very cooperative and threw a "big black star" over with mental force. Qi Lin caught the pistol, pulled the bolt slightly, opened the safety, and put the muzzle against the ghost face's forehead. .

"Even if you kill me, it's useless. I don't have permission to view his body now, but I can assure you that the identification report will not go wrong." Guimian did not stop because a loaded gun hit his head. Panicked and said calmly.

"Then where is his body stored now?"

"In the freezer of the'Organization' headquarters... you can't enter that place. The defense force of that place is dozens of times that of the main house of the program consortium. Even if you bring a complete Thunder Falcon squad, you will not It may be possible to break into the headquarters of the'organization' by force... and, even if you see his body, you can't see anything." As the ghost said, he took out a picture from the inner pocket of the trench coat.

There are torn marks on the edges of the photo, with half a steel stamp on it, and the back is glued to a piece of paper, apparently torn from a certain document.

The content of the photo is a bit bloody. It is an arm that was broken from the elbow. The skin has been corroded and riddled with holes, exposing the bright red muscle tissue inside. The gap between the muscles is thrown, and the forest can even be seen. White skeleton.

"This is a photo taken at the scene. Now this arm has been frozen into a popsicle, and it is stored in a tungsten alloy safe with a thickness of fourteen centimeters. On the side of the safe there are always four and three. The elite guards of Level 4 Evolution and a Level 4 Evolution, even if you can kill them all, forcibly opening the safe without the key will trigger the safe’s self-destruct system, destroying Cheng Yanqiu’s remains ."

"Who asked him to perform this task?" Qi Lin's index finger was already on the trigger, with a slight force, as long as he presses the trigger down a millimeter or two, the head of the ghost face will instantly be like a smashed one. The watermelon on the ground is like a pulpy fried.

This is not an ordinary Type 54 "Big Black Star" pistol. Except for the outer shell, the internal structure is all modified by Qi Lin himself. It can only be loaded with four bullets at a time.

Its power is greater than that of the old m500 revolver that could kill an elephant in one shot.

"It's him." The ghost said without changing his face.

"Fnndp!"

Although Qi Lin cursed an swear word, he took the gun back, and then slammed Guimian's abdomen forcefully, kicking him on top of the old sofa.

"Ahem..." Guimian straightened his body quickly, glanced at Qi Lin with a look that didn't know how to describe it, and said, "The strength is probably close to 25, and the speed of his legs is very fast. Agility should break through. Thirty...Third-level pinnacle evolving person, your strength is half a level higher than the internal information of the organization."

"You'd better tell me the details of the mission." Qi Lin made another straight punch, and Guimian was about to raise his hand to parry, but he suddenly realized that his body could not move, and then he noticed that there had been no sound. Ayakui was staring at herself in the corner of the room and sneered.

"Boom!"

However, Qi Lin's fist did not hit him. Instead, he wiped it against his cheek, and blasted a big hole in the back of the sofa.

"The details of the mission... even if you kill me, I can't tell you... But if you really want to know, it's not impossible."

"What do you mean?"

"Join the'Organization'. I came to you this time. In addition to notifying you of this news, I also brought the conditions for the recruitment of the'organization' high-level staff. As long as you are willing to join, you can immediately become the middle and high-level members of the'organization' Members, the position vacated after Cheng Yanqiu's death can be replaced by you. At that time, if you want to investigate anything related to him, the people in the organization will not stop you, but will provide you with convenience as much as possible."

"Do you think I'm stupid? Or, do the people in your'organization' feel that I want to join them?" Qi Lin smirked.

"Actually... I also know that you will not agree. I am just completing my task. Okay, now that the news has been delivered, I should also leave. If you change your mind, you know how to contact us. "Along with Aya Aoi's mind-bound contact with the ghost face, he got up from the sofa and walked towards the door.

"Boo!"

Deafening gunfire sounded, a huge gun eye suddenly appeared behind him, and his chest was almost completely exploded, and a large amount of flesh and viscera fragments splashed the entire wall.

"Why kill him?"

"He is not a ghost face." Qi Lin walked to the corpse, turned the body over with his toes, and kicked the extremely hideous face of "Ghost Face".

"I and Guimian really have only a few faces, but I know one thing, that is that half of the corrupted face of Guimian is actually in the process of constant necrosis and rebirth. A touch will cause The piercing pain, even if it’s injected with highly effective analgesics, is actually useless. The mask that Ghost Face usually wears is actually filled with anesthetics, but I just wiped it off his injured face with a fist. But he didn't even frown his brows."

"There is another doubt, that photo. Although Guimian's character is withdrawn, he is the kind of soldier who obeys orders 100%. He privately tore an important live photo from the file and showed it to outsiders. Something absolutely impossible to happen—"