Wasteland Code Survival

Abel screamed loudly while tapping the locked door.

He doesn't want to be kept here, even as a prisoner, at the very least, he must be given a cleaner cell...

People are always like this. When the safety of life is guaranteed, all kinds of additional requirements will naturally slowly breed.

After shouting for more than ten minutes, Abel's voice was about to scream dumb, but when he thought no one would come, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

"I--"

Abel's word "I" was just uttered, and he interrupted his words with a gesture for convenience-the person who opened the door grabbed Abel by the collar and dragged him out like a corpse.

The outside environment is much better than the toilet which is invisible and full of filth and stench. Although the air is still mixed with all kinds of unpleasant smells, Abel still takes a few deep breaths greedily—he I almost thought that I was going to be smoked to death in that dry toilet.

It was still a man in black who opened the door. Abel didn’t know if the other party was one of the two who brought him here before. He threw Abel onto a clearing, and then pulled a water pipe from the side. The cold water with a slight radiation showered directly on Abel's body.

Although shivering coldly, Abel did not dodge...Compared with cold and radiation, the dirt on his body is more difficult for Abel to tolerate. He has always had a slight habit of cleanliness. This is in the Abel team. Things everyone knows.

At the time of this flushing, Abel had the time to look at the surrounding environment. This is a railway resistance army base behind the passage. A large number of tents and simple board houses made of plastic cloth and foam boards make Abel feel It is like being in a shantytown in a slum. At the top of the passage, many incandescent light bulbs are hung with barbed wire to provide the most basic lighting for this camp.

The lights are very dim, and many of the bulbs are broken, flashing constantly, just like a scene in a horror movie.

The environment of the camp is very poor. Many soldiers of the Railway Resistance Army do not even have a bed, so they lie down on the ground with their guns. On a wooden box not far away, a doctor-like person is facing one another. A wounded soldier undergoes amputation.

The operating conditions were extremely crude, and there were no disinfection measures at all. As for the anesthetics, it is estimated that Jeter should be used instead. There are still several nasal straws scattered on the ground on one side.

The wounded soldier was pressed by three or four people. One of them was holding a tactical flashlight. The doctor was using a saw to saw his blasted calf. The sawtooth and leg bones were constantly rubbing, making a toothpaste. The sour sound.

In Abel's opinion, this soldier is absolutely dead. Even if the bleeding can be stopped, the wound infection is definitely unavoidable. He can't understand why these people waste their energy on this kind of mortal person.

Rather than making him suffer more, it's better to kill him with a single shot.

"Are you looking at that person?"

The man in black holding the water pipe asked abruptly.

"Ah?...Ah...Yeah, what's the matter?" Abel replied blankly.

"Nothing, it's time to go, the big man above wants to see you." The man in black paused and turned off the valve of the water pipe.

"Big guy? Which big guy is it?" Abel was overjoyed. Isn't this exactly what he wants to see... As long as these people can recognize his value, then not only will he not die, maybe he can still Get a lot of benefits.

As for loyalty... what is that?Can you use it to save your life?Can you get promoted and get rich?both are not?What's the use?

...

...

Abel was taken by the man in black through the entire rebel camp and came to an armored vehicle.

Until then, the pistol from Abel's waist was taken away by the man in black, and then he was pushed into the compartment of the armored vehicle.

The inside of the carriage was much brighter than the outside. A middle-aged man in a light gray suit was sitting in it. As soon as Abel came in, his attention was focused on Abel's face.

"We already know your identity." The middle-aged man said straightforwardly.

"We need all the materials for the new type of transformation of people." Said him, he pushed a tablet in front of Abel. The screen of the tablet was full of various complex formulas. The average person might not understand the meaning of these formulas, but As the leader of the New Transformation Project Team, Abel could see the origin of these things at a glance.

The other party has already begun to study his new type of reformer... Judging from the progress of the research, when Abel's new type of reformer just started mass production, they had already obtained first-hand information and began to analyze it. ...

Abel swept down these formulas line by line, and the other party had cracked the data of the new type of reformed person very well, and only the key information that was strictly confidential was left.

"If I choose to cooperate, can you protect my life?" Abel raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked.

"Of course, we can not only protect your life, but also give you things you want from the'organization' side but have never been able to get." The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and said meaningfully-obviously , They not only conducted research on new-type modified people, but also conducted detailed investigations on the developers of new-type modified people.

"What I want but I have never been able to get"... Of course Abel knew what it was, but out of caution, he asked again: "What kind of terms can you offer?"

"A complete consortium, if you sincerely cooperate, we can give you a consortium no less than your original families. Don’t worry, this consortium is definitely not an empty shell, and if you get it, it will be 100% practical. Control."

A consortium!

Abel took a deep breath. It was a medium-sized consortium under his original family. Although there may be dozens of consortia like this in the alliance, it is still difficult for ordinary people. A behemoth to reach.

The Abel Family Consortium has more than 20 shelters for 100,000 people alone... and a consortium no less than this scale...

To tell the truth, Abel was completely moved.

"But, how can I trust you?"

"This is an agreement. As long as you sign your name, it will take effect immediately." The middle-aged man handed over a piece of paper and a pen.

Abel carefully read the agreement three times, and after confirming that there were no problems, he signed his name very readily.

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