Code of Wasteland Survival

"Three million to four million..." Hans couldn't help taking a breath while holding the huge beer mug.

At the 147 post, the black tide made up of hundreds of thousands of parasites is already like a vast ocean. If this number is magnified ten times... it will make people feel scalp numb just thinking about it.

"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 large amount of manpower and material resources to go north, and those consortiums that were not very big on 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 broken by parasites, the black tide will definitely turn south and spread to China-and this thing is like a virus. The longer it is, the more difficult it will be to deal with it. "Qi Lin sipped the hot latte in the coffee cup, and gently tapped his knuckles on the table top made of artificial synthetic wood.

"But this way," Qi Lin said, "Since those powerful consortiums are willing to provide support, they will definitely not be free. The cake of Everfrost Tundra was not very good, but now it has to be cut. Into more pieces."

Cheng Yanqiu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "That's not something we need to care about. Because of my mistake, the Cheng's consortium has suffered a huge loss in the permafrost tundra this time, and we have lost it. The capital that competes with other consortiums is precisely for this reason. Maybe the consortium’s senior leaders are already arrogant. Some of my uncles and uncles are probably trying to get the board to deprive me of my heir status and let their nephews replace them. ."

"Then you don't go offline now? You should live in the wealthy district where the headquarters of the Cheng consortium is located, right?" Qi Lin asked.

"Forget it, that doesn't make much sense." Cheng Yanqiu pulled out a magazine from the tactical vest, retracted the bullets in it one by one, and lined it up on the table.

"I am now the subject of investigation. All my permissions in the consortium have been frozen. I may not even be able to leave my residence."

"But it's not your fault, no one would have expected the emergence of the black tide--"

"This is my fault. I advocated the consortium to enter the permafrost tundra to develop new territories, and I mobilized the consortium's large sums of funds to buy the 147 outpost from the hands of Lexington and Dessau. The emergence of the black'tide' is irrelevant. The board of directors always value the results, not the process."

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

"Hey." Qi Lin sighed, "I don't know the internal operation of your big consortiums, but they can't leave you here, right? This base camp is expected to soon become a resistance against the black tide. The forefront."

"The investigation team should be here in two days. By the way, even though Uncle Cheng Li has tried to keep you out of the situation, you still have to be careful during this period. Although those people dare not directly do anything to me, they do it to you. 'Outsiders', they are very likely to use some vicious methods and have to guard against them."

"Then if I find someone from the Cheng consortium is going to assassinate me, should I kill him? Or spare his life?" Qi Lin suddenly'exposed' a weird expression, and his eyes kept glancing at the bar. In a corner.

"If it can, it's best to catch it alive, then I might still use this as a counterattack." Cheng Yanqiu said.

"Well, it's up to you—"

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

As for Cheng Yanqiu, he dexterously bounced from his seat as soon as Qi Lin started his hand, kicked over a sofa next to him, and hid behind the sofa.

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

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

The nine-millimeter bullet is not strong in penetrating, especially in the face of this kind of synthetic material that appears to be solid wood, but the actual strength is several levels higher than that of wood. The mercenaries "shoot" over. All of his bullets were blocked by the table Qi Lin raised.

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

"Assassin." Qi Lin replied briefly, taking off the HK417 rifle behind him, turning on the thermal vision, and starting to kill the mercenaries who were shooting here one by one across the table.

The gunshots suddenly sounded, and the bar was in chaos in an instant. Many people took the door and fled. Some of them were far away from the door. Like Qi Lin and the others, they all got under the table. Or behind the bar.

Hearing the gunshots, the watchers outside Ningham who had stayed in the name of "Bodyguard" immediately drew their guns and rushed into the bar, but at this time, the "mercenaries" suddenly "drawn" from the table. An M249 machine gun was placed on the table, and it swept at the door of the bar!

The bodyguards immediately fell in a pool of blood, followed by a sufferer, and a few passersby players who ran slowly.

"We are members of the Skeleton Legion! Everyone threw their weapons out, squatted to the front of the bar with their hands on their heads! Hurry up! Do as I say! Otherwise, don't kill--"

A MP5SD submachine gun with its own silencer jumped onto the table, only half of the word "on" was said, and a 7.62mm NATO bomb directly smashed his throat!

"These guys are quite clever~www.wuxiaspot.com~ knows to throw the pot to the rebels." Qi Lin took advantage of the gap in changing magazines, using the table as a shield, and retreated with Hans. Behind the sofa where Cheng Yanqiu was hiding.

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

"After all, it is impossible for those people to use a large sum of resources to raise a group of rice buckets." Cheng Yanqiu said as he exchanged the Sigsauer 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 this pistol.

Since he did not expect to be attacked in the bar, Hans also put the weapon in the car, and Qi Lin could only ‘draw’ his own Glock and hand it to him.

"There were seventeen people on the other side. The four with pistols were the mercenaries who were drinking on the diagonal table and us before. The other thirteen guys with automatic weapons rushed down from the second floor of the bar after the gunfight began. , I killed six in total, and now there are eleven people left."

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

"They have a M249, and a Steyr AUG. They use 42 rounds of machine gun magazines, and the rest are MP5SD. The firepower is not very strong." Qi Lin leaned back on the sofa and said in a low voice. .

"Not very strong? That's much better than me..." Hans held the Glock that Qi Lin gave him tightly in both hands, his expression aching.

"This is the base camp of the alliance. They are called the rebels and must make a quick decision, otherwise the troops of the various consortiums stationed here will arrive soon." Qi Lin didn't feel nervous at all. He took out two Glock spare magazines and threw them to Hans.