Code of Wasteland Survival

It has been three hours since Jiang Longjie killed his adjutant, but the situation has not changed at all, and is still deteriorating.

More than half of the executors were killed by the rebels before they could react to what happened, and more than one-third of Jiang Longjie's regular troops lost contact with the headquarters.

The slum area has been completely occupied by the rebels, and two-thirds of the middle area has also fallen into the hands of the rebels—the rebels who exchanged fire with the garrison at No. There are more than a dozen gangs, large and small, and there is a small but powerful skeleton army.

According to the information sent back from the war zone, the combatants on the rebel side are about 2,000 to 3,000 people, but Jiang Longjie now has only 300 troops at his disposal.

Of course, with the security force and private bodyguards in the rich area, they can barely make up two or three hundred people, but those people are not suitable for Jiang Longjie to command.

How many tunnels connecting to other refuges are in our hands? Jiang Longjie asked.

Report sir, there is one more in the middle area, and another in the rich area! A young soldier with the rank of second lieutenant answered him. He was a new adjutant who was just temporarily promoted by Jiang Longjie 20 minutes ago.

Let the nearby shelters provide troop support...no matter what they ask, agree to them!

Then... what if they ask for the management rights of shelter 187? The adjutant hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

... Jiang Longjie gritted his teeth, finally sighed, and said firmly, I promise them too!

Jiang Longjie was no longer able to deal with the rebels in Vault 187. He obviously underestimated the real strength of the rebels and fell into such a passive situation—it was thanks to the mysterious film, otherwise , he probably won't even have the chance to call for backup.

Vault No. 187 is the capital that Jiang Longjie has painstakingly managed for many years, but the prerequisite for owning capital is to be alive. If you lose your life, you will lose everything.

Jiang Longjie understands this truth very well - if something is gone, it can be earned back, but if a person dies, there is no way to come back to life.

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Jiang Longjie and the members of the Red Shirt Gang were fighting fiercely, but Qi Lin had already rushed back to his residence. According to the original plan, he had to take advantage of the chaos at the beginning to find a way to leave No. 187 shelter.

Back at the residence, Song Xiaodie was ready - she was wearing a fitted khaki Arc'teryx jacket, a sturdy nylon backpack was on her back, sheaths and holsters were wrapped around her legs, It was carrying the baseball bat that Qi Lin gave her back then.

Qi Lin's backpack, Song Xiaodie, has also been organized for him. In addition to weapons and ammunition, there are also some commonly used medicines, oxygen generators, and food and drinking water for three days.

The two put on breathing masks, and Qi Lin grabbed the double-barreled shotgun leaning against the door, loaded two 12-gauge buckshots, and walked out of the residence one after the other.

The slum area has been occupied by the rebels of the Red Shirt Gang, but now the Red Shirt Gang's brigade is concentrated in the middle area to fight the regular army in the refuge, so the slum area is calm.

Most of the power supply in the slums relies on a large generator set located in the core of the slums. I don’t know if this generator was shut down by the rebels or blown up by the garrison personnel. In the darkness, all the lighting lights in the tunnel were extinguished. Fortunately, the electronic lock of the airtight door had a built-in battery, otherwise Qi Lin and the others might not even be able to open the door of their own residence.

There's no one here, let's go. Qi Lin whispered, leading Song Xiaodie quickly through the dark and narrow tunnel.

There are not many troops stationed here in the slums, and there are no valuable targets worth protecting and fighting for. Therefore, the Red Shirt Gang did not leave many people here. Along the way, Qi Lin was actually a rebel. Did not hit.

There are a total of seven passages connecting Vault 187 with the outside world, one of which is located in the rich area, four are located in the middle area, and one is located on the edge of the poor area. As for the last one, it leads to the ground.

The passage leading to the ground cannot be opened without the permission of the mastermind. Therefore, the target Qi Lin chose this time is the passage on the edge of the slum.

This passageway was newly excavated a year ago, leading to the middle area of ​​the nearby No. 188 shelter. During the previous rebellion in the No. 188 shelter, most of the troops sent by the No. 187 shelter passed through this pass through.

After advancing about 500 meters along the route in memory, Qi Lin suddenly stopped when he heard a noise in front of him, and at the same time put his hand on the shoulder of Song Xiaodie who was following behind.

Someone. Qi Lin turned his head and said in a low voice, but accidentally bumped his mouth against Song Xiaodie's lips and brushed past.

The soft feeling made Qi Lin's heart tremble slightly, and Song Xiaodie's face quickly turned red, but at this time, neither of them made any more sounds.

Qi Lin handed the double-barreled shotgun to Song Xiaodie's hand, patted Song Xiaodie's shoulder to signal her to stand still, then pulled out a steel bar with a sharpened front end, bent over and touched the front past...

They were two rebels from the Red Shirt Gang. They wore miners' helmets with flashlights on their heads. One of them was holding a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle with a bayonet attached, while the other was holding a Holding a homemade mace, on the iron nail at the end of the mace, there are still some fresh minced meat.

The two people were facing Qi Lin's direction with their backs, and Qi Lin would naturally not be polite to them. He rushed to the back of the two in three steps at a time, raised the steel bar in his hand, and directly stabbed at the man carrying the 56 and a half. The neck of the redshirt rebels—

With a sound of Puchi, the steel bar directly penetrated the unlucky guy's neck, and the sharp front end pierced his throat. Qi Lin raised his foot, kicked him on the back, and pulled out the steel bar.

A fountain of blood immediately shot out from the wound, the man stumbled forward a few steps and fell to the ground with a plop, his body was still twitching, until this time, the man holding the mace It took another redshirt rebel to realize what had happened.

The man immediately uttered a strange cry, raised the mace and smashed it down on Qi Lin's head. Qi Lin quickly stepped sideways to avoid the opponent's attack. At the same time, he turned the steel bar in his hand and pierced into the opponent's chest!

ah--

The man immediately screamed, but Qi Lin didn't hit the opponent's vitals. The red shirt rebel didn't die, but struggled at a distance.

Bowing his head to avoid the mace thrown by the opponent, Qi Lin let go of the steel bar in his hand, took a step back, pulled out the silencer revolver inserted under his ribs, and raised his hand to shoot, ending the pain of the opponent.

Ahem. Qi Lin coughed lightly, and Song Xiaodie immediately ran over from the darkness.

The two dragged the two bodies aside, then turned off the flashlight on the corpse miner's helmet, so that no one could find the two red shirts in the dark tunnel unless someone came very close Help the corpses of the rebels.

Qi Lin picked up the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle with the bayonet, which was obviously a ceremonial gun used by soldiers of the guard of honor of the Chinese army in the old days.

However, the firing pins of ordinary ceremonial guns will be removed, making it impossible to shoot. This 56 and a half has obviously undergone a lot of modifications. Not only has the entire bolt been replaced, but a 20-round expansion magazine has also been installed.

It's just that the rebel carried very few bullets, only 14 rounds, not even enough to fill an entire magazine.

The past few days have been alternating between hot and cold, I have a bad cold, my head and throat are very sore, and my nose is stuffy... I sent it out hastily and went to bed... Good night everyone