Code of Wasteland Survival

Three million to four million... Hans gasped involuntarily while holding the huge beer mug.

At Outpost 147, the Kuroshio Current composed of hundreds of thousands of parasites alone is like a vast ocean. If this number is magnified ten times... just thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle.

With the current strength of the base camp, it is difficult to last long under the impact of three million parasites, but the alliance has already mobilized a lot of manpower and material resources to go north, and those big consortiums that were not very interested in the permafrost tundra have also begun to intervene in this matter. Cheng Yanqiu said.

They have to send people, otherwise, if the base camp is breached by the parasites, the Kuroshio will definitely turn south and spread to China—and this thing, like a virus, will be more difficult to deal with as it drags on for longer. Qi Lin took a sip of the hot latte in the coffee cup, and tapped his knuckles lightly on the table made of simulated synthetic wood.

But in this way, Qi Lin changed the subject, Since those powerful consortiums are willing to provide support, it will definitely not be free of charge. Originally, the cake of permafrost tundra was not enough, and now it has to be cut. Into more pieces.

Cheng Yanqiu shook his head and said with a wry smile: That's not what we need to care about——Due to my mistake, the Cheng's consortium suffered huge losses in the permafrost tundra this time, and we have already lost the opportunity to go and other consortiums. It is precisely because of this reason that the capital of the competition, maybe the senior management of the consortium has gone crazy, and some of my uncles are probably trying their best to get the board of directors to deprive me of my heir status and let their nephews take their place.

Then why don't you go offline to take a look now? The place where you live in real life should be in the rich area where the headquarters of Cheng's consortium is located? Qi Lin asked.

Forget it, that's meaningless. Cheng Yanqiu pulled out a magazine from the tactical vest, ejected the bullets in it one by one, and lined them up on the table.

I am now the subject of investigation. All my authority in the consortium has been frozen. I may not even be able to leave my own residence.

But it's not your fault, no one would have expected the Kuroshio—

This is my fault. I urged the consortium to enter the permafrost tundra to open up new territories. It was also I who mobilized a large amount of funds from the consortium to buy outpost 147 from Lexingshield and Dessau. Can this be foreseen? The emergence of the Kuroshio has nothing to do with it, the board of directors always values ​​the result, not the process.

After Cheng Yanqiu finished speaking, he reloaded all the bullets back into the magazine.

Sigh. Qi Lin sighed, I don't know much about the inner workings of your big financial groups, but they can't leave you here, right? This base camp will soon become the front line against the Kuroshio gone.

The investigation team should arrive in two days. By the way, although Uncle Cheng Li has tried to keep you out of the matter as much as possible, you still have to be careful during this time. Although those people dare not directly attack me, but to you 'Outsiders', but they are very likely to use some vicious means, so we have to guard against it.

Then if I find out that someone from the Cheng's consortium is going to assassinate me, should I shoot him? Or spare his life? Qi Lin suddenly showed a strange expression, and kept glancing at a corner of the bar .

If possible, it's best to capture him alive, then maybe I can use this as a means of counterattack. Cheng Yanqiu said.

Okay then, I'll listen to you—

After finishing speaking, Qi Lin grabbed Hans by the collar and pulled Hans hard under the table, while he himself quickly bent down and pushed the chair he was sitting on in front of him.

As for Cheng Yanqiu, the moment Qi Lin made a move, he deftly jumped up from his seat, kicked over a sofa next to him, and hid behind the sofa.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The three of them had just completed their cover when the mercenaries who were drinking in another corner suddenly stood up, pulled out their pistols and frantically pulled the trigger towards Qi Lin and the others!

The 9mm bullets are not very penetrating, especially when facing this kind of synthetic material that looks like solid wood, but its actual strength is several grades higher than wood, all the bullets fired by the mercenaries are The table that Qi Lin raised was blocked.

What...what's the situation?! Hans was taken aback. When Qi Lin pulled him just now, he was still drinking his glass of German stout, which caused almost all of his clothes to be soaked and caught in his hands. His wine glass also hit the ground and shattered into several pieces.

Assassin. Qi Lin replied briefly, took off the HK417 rifle behind him, turned on the thermal vision, and began to kill those mercenaries who were shooting here one by one across the table.

The gunshots rang out suddenly, and the bar became chaotic in an instant. Many people fled for the door one after another. Some who were far from the door, like Qi Lin and the others, got under the table or behind the bar.

Hearing the gunshots, the monitors outside who Ning Han had stayed behind in the name of bodyguards immediately drew their guns and rushed into the bar, but at this moment, those mercenaries suddenly pulled out an M249 from under the table. The machine gun, mounted on the table, was sweeping at the door of the bar!

Those bodyguards immediately fell into a pool of blood, followed by a few passers-by players who were running slowly.

We are members of the Skeleton Legion! Everyone threw out their weapons and squatted in front of the bar with their heads in their hands! Hurry up! Do as I say! Or shoot to kill—

One jumped onto the table holding an MP5SD submachine gun with a built-in silencer, but just halfway through his shoot to kill on, a 7.62mm NATO bullet directly shattered his throat!

These guys are pretty smart, and they know how to blame the rebels. Qi Lin took advantage of the time to change the magazine, used the table as a shield, and retreated behind the sofa where Cheng Yanqiu was hiding with Hans.

Compared with a table board that is only half an inch thick, the bulletproof ability of the sofa is better.

After all, it's impossible for those people to use a lot of resources to support a group of idiots. Cheng Yanqiu said while reloading the Sig Sauer P226 pistol in his hand-his main weapon and Qi Lin's Gauss sniper The gun was placed on the off-road vehicle outside the bar, and the only weapon in his hand was the pistol.

Since he didn't expect to be attacked in the bar, Hans also put the weapon in the car, Qi Lin could only draw his own Glock and handed it to him.

There are seventeen people on the other side, the four with pistols are the mercenaries who were drinking at the table diagonally between us and the other thirteen guys with automatic weapons rushed down from the second floor of the bar after the gun battle started , I killed a total of six people, and now there are still eleven people left.

No, it was nine, and I also killed two. Cheng Yanqiu said.

They have an M249 and a Steyr AUG, which use a 42-round machine gun magazine, and the rest are MP5SD, which are not very powerful. Qi Lin leaned back on the sofa and said in a low voice.

Not very strong? That's much better than me... Hans tightly held the Glock Qi Lin gave him with both hands, with a pained look on his face.

This is the base camp of the alliance, and they are using the name of rebels. They must fight quickly, otherwise the troops of various financial groups stationed here will arrive soon. Qi Lin walked from his pocket without any nervousness. He pulled out two spare Glock magazines and threw them to Hans.

Thanks to the book friends [Six Nights Waiting] for their reward and support