Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 223
In the early morning three days later, before the sun had fully risen, the entire wasteland was shrouded in a gray twilight.

The elite team of Qi Lin and Cheng Yanqiu appeared in an area slightly polluted by radiation outside the City of Steel. The ambient radiation concentration here was around [-] to [-]. Except for Qi Lin, everyone else had to eat it every once in a while. Next a white anti-radiation tablet.

Even so, the team members could still feel the slight itching and burning sensation on the exposed skin, and as for the air they breathed in, it made their lungs suffer from burning torture all the time.

However, it is precisely because this area is a radiation-contaminated area that there are few people around, and the Mutual Aid Association has not set up an outpost here, which is a blind spot on the outer defense area of ​​Steel City.

According to the previously agreed meeting method, after Qi Lin fired the signal flare, a figure wearing a tattered khaki camouflage cloak quickly appeared in the team's field of vision.

"It's my own, don't be nervous." Qi Lin held down the assault rifle that a member of Cheng Yanqiu's team was about to raise subconsciously.

The figure in the camouflage cloak quickly ran to a place less than ten meters away from the crowd. The man lifted the hood of the cloak, revealing a muddy but still immature face. It was Misty Eye.

"Where is Lingkui?" Qi Lin glanced at him, and found that Wuyan came by himself, so he couldn't help asking.

"... She, she said she was in a bad mood and went out to relax." Foggy Eye replied with some embarrassment.

"Let her go, it just saves me to wait, anyway, there is no need to let her do the job of checking the whistle." Qi Lin said, took a Mosin Nagant rifle from a team member behind him, and threw it to the fog Eye.

Fog Eye's evolutionary ability is biased towards camouflage, concealment and sniping, but he is different from a guy like Qi Lin who uses all kinds of weapons. For some reason, this guy is especially fond of Mosin Nagant. An antique rifle designed and manufactured by the Soviet Union years ago.

"Here, and this one. The bullets are filled with mercury, so be careful when using them. Also, if you don't want to commit suicide, try not to put the bullets close to the fire." Qi Lin took out two rows of bridge-style bullets from his pocket. The 7.62 mm mercury on the clip was handed over to Fog Eye.

"Yes, I see." Foggy Eye nodded, and carefully put away the two silver bullets.

Compared with the kind of poisoned bullet he used to snipe Qi Lin, the mercury bullet is several times more lethal. In the hands of Foggy Eye, a mercury bullet is equivalent to a low-level evolution of the Mutual Aid Society. the life of the victim.

As for the advanced evolutionists, Qi Lin and Cheng Yanqiu will do it themselves, or directly bombard them with heavy weapons.

"Okay, if everything is ready, let's start the work - the first target, the No. 17 outpost on the edge of the radiation zone, let's go!"

……

The task of the advance team is to remove all the outposts along the road without alarming the Mutual Aid Association. Otherwise, if the large forces behind are discovered by the Mutual Aid Association tens of kilometers away, the siege battle will be destroyed. The initiative will fall directly into the hands of those god sticks.

2000 people, although well-equipped and well-trained, but the weapons and equipment of the Mutual Aid Association are not bad, and they also occupy various defensive buildings, and the number of combatants is also larger-if unexpected surprise attacks cannot be achieved, Facing the well-prepared Steel City, these 2000 people wanted to attack head-on, and it was no different from sending them to death.

……

Outpost No. 17 is an old suburban Catholic church, but the cross on the top of the church has been removed and replaced with a flag made of large canvas, embroidered on the flag representing the mutual aid society Libra logo.

Outside the gate of the church, there were two rusty old-fashioned power armors parked, but the two Templars who manipulated the power armors were not inside the armors, but sat on the ground facing each other against the power armors, smoking tobacco Chatting with cigarettes made from waste paper.

There are also five or six Templars roasting potatoes and another kind of plant tuber with high starch content around a stove converted from an old oil barrel. Judging from their sleepy eyes, it is obvious that they have just woken up. into the game world.

The only white-robed priest in the entire outpost was facing the rising sun, kneeling piously at the door of the church, with a notebook full of unknown things spread out on the ground in front of him, clasped his hands, and said Say something.

There are roughly three types of players who join the Mutual Aid Club. One type is people who have ambition and desire to use power to control others, and the other type is people who are forced by life.Helpless, they can only turn to mutual aid associations, and the third type is true believers who are fanatical to the point of madness.

It seems that this white-robed priest is the third type of person. This kind of person's degree of loyalty to the mutual aid society can be described as foolish loyalty. It is estimated that even if the bishops above let him die, they will not blink an eyelid.

Originally, in the last days, these ashen-hearted people no longer had any hope of surviving, but the appearance of the Mutual Aid Association gave them a spiritual sustenance, giving these people the belief in living... and This group of people is also the most terrifying group of people in the mutual aid association.

They are not afraid of death, but they are so afraid of death that they cannot satisfy the "lord god" they believe in.

Fog Eye also told Qi Lin that in the Mutual Aid Club, besides the Templar Knights, there is also a "loyal believer group". The players in this loyal believer group only have the simplest weapons and a bag of When fighting other forces or mutated creatures on the wasteland, these players are regarded as cannon fodder at the forefront—even if they are not killed during the charge, after approaching their enemies, these players A madman will also brazenly detonate the explosives on his body.

Its degree of madness is almost the same as the human bombs brainwashed by distorted religious teachings in those terrorist organizations in the old days.

Since everyone in the game world has three chances to be resurrected, these cheap cannon fodder can be replenished very quickly. Many believers who have sacrificed their lives for the "Lord God" will try their best to run back no matter how far the resurrection place is from the City of Steel.

"A total of [-] people, eight outside, six inside the church, four on the first floor, two on the second floor, three people carrying weapons outside, it's not clear what's inside."

With thermal vision turned on, Qi Lin can see the figures walking inside through the walls of the church—but due to the barrier of the walls, those figures are just a large blurred block of bright colors, and the specific gender, age, and weapons and equipment are all different. It's hard to tell.

"There shouldn't be any hidden secret whistle, right? Or, is there someone who is not online?" Cheng Yanqiu asked.

"Anyway, I only see these few people, Fog Eye. According to the defense distribution of the Mutual Aid Association, how many people are usually deployed in an outpost of this size?" Qi Lin turned his head to look at Fog Eye lying between two bushes.

"Almost, the location here is not very important. If you want to pass through here, you have to go through the radiation area just now, so this outpost should only be a second-level or third-level outpost. Even if there is a small church, the number of people stationed is not large. There will be more than [-]. As for the online situation, the Mutual Aid Association requires the guards at the outpost to be online all day, and those who are late, leave early, and absent from work will be punished by the priest."

"Then these people should be all the people in this outpost, Sato, you take three people, go in from the back of the church, and clear out the people inside, 9527 and I raid from the front, Fog Eye and Night Owl are responsible for the sniper cover ,is that OK?"

"No problem." Everyone nodded.

The Ye Xiao mentioned by Cheng Yanqiu was a female sniper in his team. Although she couldn't see her face clearly with a mask on, judging from her charming eyes and hot figure, she was definitely a rare stunner.

The gun used by this night owl is a CheyTac-InterventionM-200 sniper rifle, which is a high-precision sniper rifle designed based on the Windrunner M96 sniper rifle. The caliber has been reduced from 12.7mm to 10.36mm for soft targets. It is equipped with a handheld tactical The computer, and the sensors connected to the computer, can automatically correct the ballistic deflection angle caused by air pressure, temperature, humidity, etc. It is one of the sniper rifles with the highest accuracy and the longest range in the old era.

It's just that Qi Lin has never used this kind of high-tech weapon—a mercenary who struggles in various harsh environments, and pursues the durability and low failure rate of the weapon, let alone the M200. Even something as delicate as PSG-1 is not very popular among most mercenaries.

I just don't know how powerful this M200 can be in the hands of Ye Xiao...

(End of this chapter)