Code of Wasteland Survival

"Ka...kakaka...suddenly..."

The sand transporter hadn't rushed out of the boiling waters. Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the motivation, and the speed of the whole ship also instantly slowed down.

"Damn it! The propeller seems to be stuck!" Lao Lu glanced at the stern, and sure enough, the water splashed when the propeller was turning had disappeared.

The so-called "Fu Wushuang, misfortune never comes singly" probably means this. Once the sand transporter loses power, they will not be able to leave this dead water anyway.

"I'll solve it! You control the rudder! Don't let the boat overturn!" Qi Lin said loudly, carrying the harpoon and ran directly to the stern.

The sand ship has long been not as stable as before. Numerous mutant fish are fighting at the bottom of the ship and at the side of the ship. From time to time, they hit the ship and make a muffled sound. The whole ship is like a cradle swaying in the dark river. It seems to turn over at any time.

Qi Lin rushed to the stern of the boat in one breath and looked at it. As expected, a huge fish corpse was stuck in the blades of the propeller. The length of the fish corpse was one and a half meters long, and the second half of the body was chewed away. After the dense white bones were laid down, on the remaining part of the flesh and blood, there were many palm-sized but fierce small mutant fish still biting on them, constantly tearing pieces of scales and pieces of meat from the corpse.

A lot of blood mixed with the dark river water, visibility is extremely low. Except for the bones of this big fish, Qi Lin can't see the things below, but what is certain is that the propeller is definitely not only stuck in this. The bones of a fish.

Because with the power of the propeller, the sharp metal blades can easily cut off the spine of this strange fish. There must be something else stuck underneath where it cannot be seen in the water.

"It's really troublesome... It's better to go through the formal channels if you knew it..."

Qi Lin grumbled, and the harpoon in his hand pierced out like a swift electric shock, and it was inserted into the skull of the big fish. With a strong force, the bones of the big fish were directly removed from the blade by Qi Lin. Pulled out in time!

"so much?!"

The harpoon and the bones of the big fish stirred up the dirty blood in the river water. Qi Lin could see clearly that there were at least seven or eight mutant fish stuck under the propeller, some of which were dead, and some. Still struggling violently.

In addition to the mutant fish, a large number of tough aquatic plants have wrapped the paddles firmly. In fact, the corpse of the mutant fish will absolutely not be able to jam the paddles. These dark brown aquatic plants are the sand transporters. The culprit for losing motivation.

"Give me a dagger! The best paratrooper knife!" Qi Lin turned his head and shouted to Old Lu.

Harpoons are good for mutant fish, but they are useless when faced with slippery and tough water plants.

Hearing Qi Lin's shout, Old Lu Lima rummaged under the console, and after a while, he threw a black knife at Qi Lin.

Qi Lin took it and took it out and took a look. This is a 99-style paratrooper knife made by China, and it is standard equipment for the China Airborne. The serrated blade can easily cut the high-strength nylon parachute rope. The denser serrations can even cut aircraft aluminum shells and metal cables, which makes it even easier to deal with water plants.

Tie the Type 99 paratrooper knife to the front end of the harpoon with a rope. Since the front end of the harpoon has a barb, Qi Lin doesn't have to worry about the problem that the paratrooper knife may slip off.

Fixing the paratrooper knife, Qi Lin grabbed a piece of metal railing at the stern of the ship, and pressed his feet against the inner edge of the ship’s gunwale. water surface.

With the sharp serrated blade cutting back and forth, the water weeds wrapped around the propeller turned into fragments, and the propeller began to turn again.

"Good job! Motivation is restored!" Lao Lu shouted excitedly, a pair of calloused hands clinging to the rudder, and the sand ship finally started to move forward.

But at this moment, two palm-sized mutant fish suddenly jumped out of the water. One of them rushed towards Qi Lin, and the other went straight to Lao Lu, who was four or five meters away from the ship’s side. .

Qi Lin threw the harpoon in his hand, took a volley, and grabbed the mutant strange fish in his hand. After squeezing it hard, he directly squeezed its head.

But Lao Lu couldn't escape. Perhaps he underestimated the jumping power of this small mutant fish, or perhaps he was too old and his body response couldn't keep up. The mutant fish directly hit him, sharp. His teeth bit a blood hole directly in Old Lu's throat!

Lao Lu subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the fish, but the scales on the fish were too slippery, so he slid and went down the blood hole he bit into Lao Lu's throat——

"grass!"

Qi Lin forcefully threw the corpse of the small fish in his hand, and then ran to Lao Lu, who was already kneeling on the ground, with his fingers clamped the tail of the mutant fish exposed outside, and removed it from Lao Lu's throat Pulled it out.

When the mutant fish was pulled out, it also brought out a lot of minced meat and human tissue, and more blood.

The smell of blood greatly irritated the mutant fish. In just a few seconds, it bit off the carotid artery of Lao Lu's trachea, and blood shot out from the wound like a high-pressure water gun.

At this time, the guys hiding in the cabin also ran out, but facing Lao Lu who fell in a pool of blood, they were also helpless-such injuries, unless they can be immediately sent to the big hospitals opened by the consortium. , Otherwise no one can save him.

"Ho ho... ho..."

Lao Lu covered his throat with his hands, a large amount of blood spilled out of his mouth, and his trachea was bitten off. He had lost the ability to speak, so he could only keep producing meaningless syllables with an imploring look. Looking at Qi Lin.

Qi Lin understood the expression in Lao Lu's eyes-he hoped that Qi Lin could give him a happy ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so that he would not have to endure the torture before his death.

Qi Lin took the dagger in a man's hand, walked behind Lao Lu, raised his head, and pointed the sharp dagger at the back of Lao Lu's head——

"Puff--"

A cold sharp weapon pierced through the gap below the occipital bone and reached the brainstem. Lao Lu instantly rounded his eyes, and then his whole body softened.

"You can restrain his body." Qi Lin stood up and said to the guys.

The sand ship has sailed out of the dangerous waters. This time, Lao Lu's delivery team lost two people-including himself. ...

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