Wasteland Code Survival

"Hello, I am the commander of the 3315 Independent Team of the 11th Division of the Consortium Alliance, Zhao Weiju, everyone I know is called me Lao Zhao. On behalf of the 3315 team, I am very grateful for your help. I don’t know you..."

Before Zhao Weiju's words were finished, Qi Lin interrupted him.

"Old Zhao? Are you the old Zhao who often writes serial novels on the internal website of the Consortium Alliance, and often breaks the eunuchs?"

"Eh? Do you know me?" Although the dark history was exposed face-to-face, it made Lao Zhao's face a bit unbearable, but this made his hanging heart fall to the ground. Since the other party has read his own novel, he should I'm also a member of the consortium, but I don't know why they wear such a weird costume-you know, the uniform of the army is one of the important factors used by the warring parties to identify the enemy, although not necessarily everyone wearing the same clothes as themselves They are all friendly forces, but like this buddy, wearing a dirty and torn cloak walking through the battlefield, it is possible at any time to be mistaken for the enemy by both parties involved.

After all, none of them had received news that there was such a guy in the friendly battle sequence.

"I know." Qi Lin nodded. Not only did he know that, when he was bored, he also chased after the two books of this shameless old Zhao. As a result, both books began to become intermittent when they were updated in the middle of the writing. Basically, it is over.

But now considering the true identity of this old Zhao, it is somewhat excusable to think about it.(This is definitely not whitewashing this pit product. Please raise your hand after being pitted by old Zhao, and shout out with me: Zhao Weiju is old pit!)

"Brother, which unit are you from? Why did you appear here? What's the matter with your outfit?" After roughly confirming the identity of the other party, Zhao Weiju was completely relaxed and began to say "Brother "It's commensurate with Qi Lin.

"I just got down from above, I haven't had time to go back and report." Qi Lin showed his Thunder Falcon team badge. When Zhao Weiju saw the extremely rare badge, he couldn't help but his eyelids jumped-the famous Lei Falcon team within the organization Of course he has heard of this, and he also knows that many of the tasks that this group of perverted guys are responsible for need to go to the surface wasteland that is still a restricted area for ordinary soldiers. For a moment, he was thinking All the problems he said were stuffed back into his stomach.

The content of the Thunder Falcon team’s mission is not something he can intervene, and he doesn’t want to know the secrets that he can’t reach at all with his authority. People like him, once they touch those secrets, it’s estimated that they will soon be "in the world." "Evaporation", the best end is also transferred to the Thunder Falcon team as a first-line support soldier.

The first-line support of the Thunder Falcon team... the meaning of this term is not much different from that of cannon fodder, and even worse than cannon fodder... After a battle, the cannon fodder has at least a little chance of surviving, and the first-line support of the Thunder Falcon team Soldiers, their consumption speed is simply faster than those in death row camps...

After all, even those Thunder Falcon team elites who went to the surface to perform missions were not able to come back alive, not to mention that these support soldiers were far inferior to the official members of the Thunder Falcon team.

They are consumables, consumables in the true sense.

"Then what's your plan now? If you need to return to...'Organization', I'm afraid we need to wait until we fully control this station before our army train will arrive here..." Knowing Qi Lin After Zhao Weiju’s “true identity”, Zhao Weiju’s address to Qilin was immediately changed to honorifics.

"You should be able to contact the organization, right?" Qi Lin asked.

In addition to returning directly to the base, members of the Thunder Falcon team can also use remote communication for "return authentication" under special circumstances. This remote authentication procedure requires the returning member to get in touch with the organization.

And this old Zhao happened to be such an intermediate officer.

"The communication equipment has not been installed, if you need it, I will order it now!" Zhao Weiju said.

"Okay, then it will be troublesome."

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...

Thirty minutes later.

In a small compartment on the second floor of the waiting hall that can barely be described as complete, the face of Zhao Weiju's immediate boss appeared on a screen that was only half the size of A4 paper.

This is an unsmiling middle-aged soldier with an angular face and a pair of frame glasses made of tortoiseshell on the bridge of his nose. However, this seemingly bulky frame cannot completely cover the middle-aged soldier’s face. A terrible scar that stretched from the corner of the left eye to the corner of the right mouth, traversing most of the face.

This middle-aged soldier is the direct commander of Zhao Weiju and the commander of the 11th Infantry Division of the Consortium Alliance.

Seeing Zhao Weiju and Qi Lin appearing in front of the camera at the same time, the commander of the 11th Division couldn't help but frowned slightly, and then solemnly asked, "You have taken down the Eagle Station?"

"The waiting hall has been taken down, and the rest of the station has not yet been cleaned up." Zhao Weiju replied.

"Then why are you contacting me now? Also, who is this person?" There was a trace of displeasure on the teacher's face.

"This... is a member of the Thunder Falcon team. His identity has been confirmed. He has just returned from the surface, and he has been involved in the battle between us and the Revolutionary Union not long ago, and has helped us successfully defend the waiting hall. Now he needs Going through a process of returning to the team for certification, so..."

"Lei Falcon team?" The commander narrowed his eyes, stared at Qi Lin for several seconds, and then said after a while, "Okay, I see."

The communication was interrupted immediately, and when the screen was turned on again, the face on it had become a sweet girl with a military hat.

This is one of the Lei Falcon team's correspondents. Qi Lin has dealt with her several times and is not unfamiliar.

The authentication procedure was quickly completed, and when the correspondent said that there was a new task to be handed over to Qi Lin, Zhao Weiju also consciously left the cubicle.

"Let's talk, I know, you will definitely not let me idle."

"Don't be kidding me. Didn't you just come back from a vacation? Actually, I really want to go to the ground to take a look. It's a pity that my strength is too weak, and I can only become feed for those mutant creatures on the ground. The correspondent smiled and said, although Qi Lin knew that a large part of the delicate features on her beautiful face came from surgery and medicine, he still found it pleasing to the eye.

Among the members of the "organization", especially among the senior managers, many people are proficient in psychology and management. They know that if such a beautiful woman releases tasks, the resistance of those members of the Thunder Falcon team is naturally also It will be relatively lightened, although it is only a trivial point, and even many people can't even notice it, but this has achieved their goal of doing so.

Compared with that, the cost of surgery and medications is completely trivial.