Code of Wasteland Survival

Qi Lin looked up and down the guy whose id was called "Xuande". This person was wearing a short leather armor that seemed to be a wolf's cortex. There was a large ammunition belt across his chest. The ammunition belt was filled with large A 12-caliber deer bullet, and behind him, was carrying a 97-style pump-action shotgun that was often used by escorts of old-time bank money-carrying vehicles.

It's just that... this guy has neither oversized earlobes, nor arms over knees, nor does he have a red face and a black face. Two little brothers are behind. The most important thing is his wretched eyebrows, uncle Liu's. The name is used on him, it can be regarded as a waste.

"Hey, brother, don't keep talking, I can hear you just now, you are going to the Holy Light Bar, right?"

Qi Lin nodded, but for the "Xuande" who came closer, he subconsciously stepped back two steps and kept a safe distance of three meters.

For this kind of person, unless there is no other way, Qi Lin still doesn't like to deal with them.

"Don't be so indifferent, everyone comes to the holy city to make money, many friends, there will be many ways in the future!"

"...Do you know where the Holy Light Bar is?" Qi Lin asked coldly.

"Of course I know, this is not the first time I have come to the Holy City. Why, do you want me to take you there?" Xuande rubbed his hands, and his two eyeballs rolled around in a circle, his eyes seemed to be intentional or unintentional. It swept over the two super long guns that Qi Lin was carrying on his back.

"No, just show me the direction."

"It's okay! I just want to go to the Holy Light Bar, on the way! By the way, my name is Xuande, and friends who know me like to call me "Uncle Emperor", how about you?"

"9...99703, 5699703."

"Yo? This is your sequence number, right? Brother, you entered the game late enough. It's amazing to be able to mix up like this!" cried out strangely in the mysterious language.

"It's just luck."

...

Along the way, Xuande was basically chattering all by himself, while Qi Lin was incarnate, nodding his head occasionally, or replying to monosyllable words such as "oh" and "um", but Xuande had intentions When trying to extract some information about Qi Lin himself, Qi Lin simply turned a deaf ear to his words.

According to Xuande, this holy light bar was jointly opened by the Mutual Aid Association and the Iron City Hunter's Guild. It is the largest comprehensive meeting place in the Iron City and is located on the third floor of the "Jiangzhe" super aircraft carrier. On the deck, more than five or six rooms that were originally ammunition warehouses were transformed after opening up.

To set foot on the "Jiangzhe", you must pass through the entire port area.

"Xuan..." Qi Lin just said, suddenly feeling that this name is unspeakable, so he changed his words directly: "Old Xuan, how much do you know about the mutual aid association?"

"Huh? Old Xuan? I like this title. Wait, you just asked me... Mutual Aid Association?"

Qi Lin nodded.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh, talk about matters related to mutual aid associations in the holy city. If you are hit by those fanatical lunatics, it will be troublesome for you!" Lao Xuan first turned his head and looked around, then Qi Lin whispered. .

"Can't talk about it?" Qi Lin was a little surprised. The status of this mutual aid association in the city of steel is really too high, right?

"That's not true. In short, it will be very troublesome. Let's go to the Holy Light Bar first. Then, if you need any information, just ask the intelligence dealer in the bar to buy it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man immediately closed his mouth, and then Qi Lin winked.

At this time, Qi Lin noticed that the two people walking behind him were wearing white robes. On the left chest of the white robes, there was an emblem representing the Libra of the Mutual Aid Association.

Until the two people walked away, Lao Xuan let out a sigh, and said, "Huh, fortunately, if the two white-robed priests hear us secretly talking about mutual aid associations behind the scenes, maybe I will give you something to blame. I went to the judge's office, hey, that place, don't even think about coming out completely when you go in."

"The referee?" At the checkpoint outside the city, the white-robed priest who was killed by Qi Lin also said that he would send himself to this referee. He didn't know the court of this mutual aid association, and the kind of specialization in history. What's the matter with the inquisition used to execute infidels with blood and cruel methods?

"Don't, compared to the mutual aid association, this court can't mention it casually, let's hurry up--"

The conversation between the two stopped at once, so that the pace under their feet accelerated a lot.

"The front is the anchor gate. This aircraft carrier is almost equal to the inner city of the holy city. If you are not a member of the mutual aid association, you have to pay another fee. This time it is relatively low, as long as ten points are enough." Lao Xuan explained to Qi Lin.

Qi Lin looked up, and there was a huge iron anchor more than ten meters high inserted on the ground in front of him, forming an arch-like shape, and under this anchor door, except for a small group of temples. In addition to the knights, there are four Chilong 1 power armors!

This Chilong Type 1 armor is not comparable to the two other-brand power armors of the previous checkpoints. Even the t-46 has a much worse performance than the Chilong Type 1. As a Chinese military The first model of the third-generation power armor "Red Dragon" series, the Red Dragon 1 is not only equipped with a variety of powerful light and heavy weapons, but also has a unique intelligent operating system-in fact, it is the same as the Chilong VI. Compared with the Chilong Type 1, the power of the power furnace is a bit lower, plus there is no memory alloy armor.

As for those Templar knights, their equipment has been upgraded by more than one level compared with those outside colleagues. Qi Lin also noticed that the Libra emblems on their chests were not silver, but gold.

At this time, of course Qi Lin would not ask Lao Xuan anything. After the two paid ten resource points, they passed the anchor gate without hindrance. At this moment, Qi Lin saw a sign on the side of the road with a sign A huge notice:

"The Knights Templar of the Mutual Aid Association recruits recruits: All members of the Mutual Aid Association who are in good health, no disability, no radiation sickness or infectious disease, have joined the Mutual Aid Association for more than ten days, have a pious belief, and are willing to dedicate everything to the Lord and Archbishop. Both men, women and children can sign up. Participate. After passing the selection, you can become a glorious Templar ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and fight for the glory of the Lord God to spread over this land that needs to be redeemed.

Similarly, among the Knights Templar, those who are strong, have outstanding contributions, and are loyal to the Lord God and the Archbishop will have a better chance of being selected as an elite knight, receiving the golden emblem of honor, and at the same time, they can get it every week. Personal blessings from the archbishop! "

Before the announcement, there were quite a few members of the mutual aid association, even the Templars in white uniforms. Many of them were quite excited. Seeing this, Qi Lin could understand that there were no more than a hundred members. How did the Templars' scale quickly swell in just a few days? As for the issue of weapons and equipment, the mutual aid association that occupies a military port and a super aircraft carrier, is it still lacking?

Seeing Qi Lin paying attention to the announcement, Lao Xuan gave him a weird look, then lowered his voice and asked, "What? Do you want to join the Knights Templar?"

"No, just take a look." Qi Lin shook his head.

"Well, in my opinion, it's actually good to be a Templar. No one dares to mess with you, right. I heard that in the port area, there are many who have just entered mutual aid associations. The girls will voluntarily dedicate their lives to the Templars, and they regard this opportunity as an honor—"