Wasteland Code Survival

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After hearing the word mentioned by the other party, Qi Lin can basically be sure that these military policemen were treated as purging each other by this repressive operation and were forced to flee to the surface...but why were they not given by free will? Containment?

At this time, the humans in the refuge can basically be regarded as senior players of the "Wasteland Survival Code". They absolutely understand a truth, that is, the more the number of people on the wasteland, the more likely to survive. The bigger, and if you choose to act alone or in a small team, unless you have some absolute confidence in your own strength, otherwise, only a small accident is enough to make you never see the sun tomorrow.

And this kind of "small accidents", in this completely changed world, the frequency of occurrence can be said to be not low at all.

"To be honest, I think we should have followed that group of people. Maybe they were really a resistance organization." said a military policeman.

"You believe? Anyway, I don't believe it? The organization method is not clear to others. Isn't it clear that you have been a military police for so long? I think that "free will" is completely a trap, maybe those who are taken away are now All have been killed!" a man sitting opposite the military police retorted.

At this moment, the man who went out to catch the wind also came back. Apart from anything else, he first drew out a knife and cut off a large piece of half-baked barbecue, and gorged himself without paying attention to the hot mouth.

"Follow him, in this world, one day is one day!" The gendarme who spoke at the beginning stopped arguing with his companions, and reached out to the barbecue that was set on the bonfire.

"I don't want to die like this, I'm not married yet—"

"Don't even think about getting married. You can't even find a woman in this horrible place. Choose a zombie girl or Thumbelina."

"Eh... the zombie ladies are very energetic, as long as there is no decay in the place, I really want to play with it!" It is a Slav who is called a fighting nation. Mao Zi's speech was instantly caught by his companions. Shocked as a god.

"Fuck, old Ivan, do you taste heavy enough? Zombies have to hang on? Are you afraid to bite you off?"

"Cykablyat! I can break the teeth of that zombie lady by hardening, don't you?"

The conversation among several military police gradually became "meat and fishy", and the barbecue on the shelf was also rapidly diminishing visible to the naked eye.

After more than half an hour, no other people appeared. It seems that they really only have these six people.

Qi Lin thought for a while, and finally decided that these military policemen would make contact. He put the weapon back behind him and walked out of the hiding place on his own initiative.

"Who? Come out! Or you'll shoot!"

Qi Lin did not deliberately hide his footsteps. Among the gendarmes there were also keen evolutionaries. Even though they had already raised their weapons, they aimed at Qi Lin who had not yet emerged from the shadows.

"It's not the enemy! Don't be nervous!" Qi Lin raised his hand and signaled that he was not carrying a weapon. He walked to a place ten meters away from the bonfire and stood still.

The six military police were looking at him warily, and he was looking at them.

"Who are you? Why do you appear here? Do you have any other companions?" The Maozi who was called Ivan by his companion asked first.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you my name, I can only tell you that I am on the way to escape like you," Qi Lin muttered.

"Who told you that we were running for our lives?" Mao Zi squinted his eyes, and the front sight of the submachine gun in his hand has been wandering back and forth on Qi Lin's forehead, throat and chest.

"You said it yourself."

"You've been eavesdropping on our conversation? How long have you been listening?!" The expressions of several military policemen changed slightly, Qi Lin could perceive that the force of their fingers on the trigger had increased a bit.

"It's about half an hour, you know, I'm also being chased by the organizers, and I'm alone, so naturally I have to be more cautious." Qi Lin replied.

"Are you alone? Are you being pursued by the organization? Are you the target of the purge?" Mao Zi seemed to be the leader of this team, and he kept throwing questions at Qi Lin one after another.

Qi Lin can conclude that as long as there are any questions in his answer, he will shoot for convenience without hesitation.

He can easily kill these people, but this is not his purpose. All he wants is gasoline. At the feet of these military police, there is a square gasoline drum, similar to the rust on the drum. And stains can confirm that this thing should come from the abandoned city rather than the underground world. It can be seen that these people should have found gasoline in the ruins.

As for whether there is only this barrel or more gasoline, Qi Lin cannot be sure.

"Yes, you are basically right. I am also the victim of that damn purge." Qi Lin nodded.

"Can you take off your mask? If I refuse, I will shoot? We don't mind killing you. To be honest, I still have some eyesore for your equipment."

"You better not shoot." Qi Lin glanced at that Maozi and pulled down the mask on his face.

In order to conceal his identity, Qi Lin also wore a simulated human skin mask under the mask. Even if these military police had seen his wanted order, what appeared in front of them at this moment was only a strange and ordinary one. Only face.

Mao Zi looked at Qi Lin twice, the wariness in his eyes faded slightly, and he continued to ask: "You really have only one person? Alone... How did you escape from the ground? You'd better tell the truth, don't Brothers are all considered fools—and, the spear on your back, is it a Gauss gun? What is your identity? Why do you have such equipment?"

"I am a soldier of the Special Forces in District 6, and I have been ordered to cooperate with the people of'free will' to transfer the survivors of this cleansing operation. The large group of troops dispersed and ended up here." Qi Lin had already figured out his identity and reason when he walked out of the shelter. When the other party asked him, he immediately spoke out very smoothly, without any signs of casual fabrication.

In addition, the tactical overalls prepared by the mastermind for him are indeed the styles used by the Special Forces of the Sixth District. Except for the absence of identity markers such as armbands on his body, his appearance is indeed the same as that of the soldiers of the Sixth Special Forces.

"The enemy's enemy is a friend. In other words, we should be friends." Qi Lin shrugged.

"We and you are not friends, you know, this is wasteland, it is a place where people can eat people. If you take the initiative to show up, there must be some attempt!" After Qi Lin’s identity, they did not dare to shoot at will. The Special Forces in District 6... Although they don’t know the true strength of this force, none of them can be called Special Forces within the organization. It's good stubbornness. If you didn't get rid of this person in the first time, I'm afraid you would have to take a few lives.

"Yes, I do have something to want." Qi Lin nodded and pointed to the oil barrel at the feet of the military police, "I want gasoline, do you still have it?"

"Gasoline?" Mao Zi glanced at the oil drum with some confusion, then turned his gaze back to Qi Lin, "You want gasoline... So, do you have transportation?"

"You can understand it this way." Qi Lin deliberately pulled out a seemingly harmless human and animal, but in the eyes of this group of military police were full of dangerous smiles, and stretched out two fingers.

"I want 20 liters of gasoline. Of course, I won't let you give it in vain. I can change it."

"Change things? Okay, since you have a car, then use your car to change the gasoline." Maozi said.

"Do you want a car?"

"Nonsense, we've searched all the cars in this horrible place. They are all fucking scrapped. No one can drive. If we had a car, we would have left here long ago!"

"The car is given to you, what use do I need gasoline for?"

"I don't care, if you want gasoline, you can change it with a car!"

"But I only have one car, and it's a motorcycle. I can only carry three people. The problem is... you have six people..."

As soon as Qi Lin's voice fell, the atmosphere between the six military police suddenly became tense, and they invariably took part of their attention from Qi Lin and placed them on their companions.

"Bah! Provoking discord? Do you believe it or not, I will open a hole in your forehead now?" Another military police suddenly spit at Qi Lin.

"It doesn't necessarily matter who opens the hole for whom..." Qi Lin said with his hands still held in front of him. He didn't mean to go behind and touch the gun, but the pressure on these military police was A lot has been added invisibly.

There is a secret feeling among the evolutionaries. Although they don't know what Qi Lin's real level is, the pressure can still be felt... This guy who claims to be a special forces soldier in front of him, The level is definitely able to crush them, their only advantage is the number of people and the opportunity to pull the trigger first.

This guy is right. Once the two sides start a fight, the result is indeed still unknown...

"Well, we can slow down this transaction. I still have something to ask you." Mao Zi coughed, and slightly eased the tension between the two sides, and asked Qi Lin, "Since you Say you were working with that "free will" before, so what kind of organization is this "free will"? Is it reliable? Where are the survivors sent?"

"I don't know if'free will' is reliable. In short, I'm just obeying orders, but I know where the survivors are going."

"Where have they all gone?"

"The'free will' has established a safe stronghold on the surface, where there is enough living space and living supplies, and the survivors are all sent to that place. To be honest, I am also planning to rush there now. go with."

"Safety stronghold?! Where? How far is it from here?!" Maozi's breathing became a little hurried. In their minds, if this "free will" is just a means for an organization to kill survivors If there is no need to establish a complete stronghold on the ground, it only needs a large enough pit, but if there is a safe stronghold... it means that those who claimed to be "free will" before. The news told them is true!

Thinking of the food, bedding, and beds in the stronghold, and maybe there are places to bathe, the hearts of these military police must be shaken.

"What you said is true?"

"Believe it or not, even if I want to pit you, I don't have to pit myself in." Qi Lin had an indifferent expression on his face.

"Well, if you want gasoline, we can give it to you, but the condition is that you have to take us to see the safe stronghold of'free will'. If this stronghold is really like what you said, you have to Guaranteed to allow us to enter the stronghold."

"Although this request is a bit troublesome, it is not impossible... But you have to show me the'goods'. I have to make sure that you really have enough gasoline before I can agree to this condition."

After the gendarmes looked at each other, Ivan waved at Qi Lin and said, "Come with me."

Three gendarmes stayed by the bonfire. Ivan, the "fourth" carrying a large-caliber assault rifle, and another young gendarme who took Qi Lin through several blocks, came to a place. At the entrance of the bunker.

"This is a fortification left by the army of the old age?"

Looking at the narrow entrance to the bunker and the waist-high sandbags piled up at the entrance, Qi Lin couldn't help asking.

"It shouldn't be. We didn't find the standard equipment of the old-time army in it, only some police weapons and crude homemade firearms. This should be a stronghold for a group of thugs." Ivan and others turned the sandbag and pushed away. The rusty iron door was full of holes and walked into the bunker.

A military police put a camping lamp on the table, and the light instantly illuminated the entire bunker-this is a bunker with an area of ​​about 100 square meters. In addition to the main hall, there is a bathroom and two rooms that are used as It was a bedroom room. The bathroom was filled with dry human feces and garbage. One of the bedrooms was covered with dirty and rotten bedding and a few dusty sleeping bags on the floor.

A dozen used condoms were thrown next to the sleeping bag. Several apparently female bones fell in the corner. Their hands and feet were tied together by ropes. These women seemed to have been taken by thugs to act as Vent tool...

"What about the thugs in this stronghold?"

"Some of them were mutated by radiation and turned into zombies, and then the entire stronghold was finished." Ivan kicked the door of another bedroom, and a rotten smell immediately spread from inside. I saw the corpses of three zombies lying on top of a pile of bones, and there were a few "fresh" bullet holes on the corpses of these three zombies.

It seems that this mob stronghold has encountered almost the same plot as that of the club.

"What about gasoline?"

"Don't worry." Ivan waved his hand, and the fourth child immediately pushed the table in the main hall of the stronghold to one side and lifted the floor. A dozen barrels of well-preserved gasoline appeared in front of Qi Lin.

"There is a small amount of evaporation, but at least about two-thirds of each barrel is left. How can it be 50 or 60 liters in total, what do you think?" Ivan asked Qi Lin.