Chapter 231: Garbage mountain

[Title: Code of survival wasteland hundred and thirty second chapter of the garbage mountain: dark dust dispersion]
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Highly recommended: Move the Scripture Pavilion to the peak of martial arts, the gate of the five elements, the gate of the sky, and choose the sky, the eternal night king, Nilin, the great ruler of the holy market, the lord of the snow eagle. The legend of the eternal dragon king, Qi Lin outlined the infiltration route on the brain, and then Shared data with Wuyan, Cheng Yanqiu and others.
During the infiltration process of the seven of them, each person must ensure a distance of about 20 to 30 meters. This distance can not only make the target less obvious, but also obtain it when any one of the team encounters an enemy. Timely support.
Without further ado, no one knows when the missile strike on the aircraft carrier will arrive. After determining the route, everyone only took three minutes to check the equipment on their bodies, and they embarked on this "one way" deep behind enemy lines. Journey".
The difficulty of this plan is almost the same to describe the road of no return. Even if Qi Lin and the others succeed, the survival rate after jumping into the sea is less than 30%. Of course, for Qi Lin, as long as he is not killed before jumping into the sea, he is completely Swim back to the shore with confidence. After all, there is still a city waiting for him to take over. If he hangs up during the battle, it would be equivalent to handing over the City of Steel to Lei Kui, the commander of the consortium’s large forces. .
"I don't know where the crazy loli Ayakui went... If she was there, it should be a lot easier..." Qi Lin complained a little bit in his heart, and put a cylindrical silencer Screwed on the muzzle of scar.
There are two requirements for infiltration operations, one is speed and the other is concealment.
Seven people shuttled between the low houses silently and quickly. These houses are basically repaired from old damaged barracks and provided for ordinary mutual aid players to live in. At this time, they are either empty or empty. The doors and windows were closed tightly, and there was hardly a single figure outside.
After each player joins the mutual aid club, his guns must be turned in. This is also the reason why the players Qi Lin encountered at the dockyard have only cold weapons in their hands. Except for the Knights Templar, ordinary mutual aid club players If you want to get guns, apart from trying to hide them or ask outside players to buy them, you have to wait for the task to be issued to them by the Templars.
Therefore, the team is not too worried about being attacked by cold guns in the residential area. The Templars are basically on the other side and smashed with the large forces of the consortium alliance. Those foreign players with weapons either run far away. Forced to join the battle group, at this time, this relatively dead residential area has become the safest place.
Qi Lin and the others are all light equipment, except for the main weapon and explosives, they basically did not carry anything else, even the food and drinking water were all thrown away. The only heavy weapon is Qi Lin's individual magnet. The rail gun is to get to the bridge as soon as possible before the missile is launched.
"Here, this is the trash mountain!"
Walking out of the residential area, Qi Lin suddenly felt a bright light in front of him. It was an open area two kilometers in depth, with dozens of trash hills of different sizes and heights on the open space, Qi Lin could even feel it. From these garbage mountains, there is still faint radiation coming.
"There is actually nuclear waste in these garbage, those garbage guys really can stay..." In his heart, he sighed for those tenacious garbage guy players who have been in this environment all year round. Qi Lin quickly ran to a place. The trash hill closest to the edge of the residential area.
After confirming that there was no mutual aid club player around, he blew his whistle, and six other people immediately got out of six different lanes and gathered under the trash mountain.
"This place, the radiation is a bit strong..." Cheng Yanqiu frowned, took out an anti-radiation pill from his pocket, broke the next half and threw it in his mouth, and handed the remaining half to the big man behind him.
"Compared with this weird smell, I think the radiation can be tolerated." Qi Lin's words are true. For other players, the radiation that they are afraid to avoid is his territory. Being in a radiant environment, not only is there no discomfort, but the whole body feels warm and full of power.
"Here, use this." Cheng Yanqiu glanced at Qi Lin, then took out a small round metal box from his pocket, opened the lid, and contained a creamy black substance similar to cooling oil.
"Just what?"
"A kind of practical gadget, put him under the nose." Cheng Yanqiu said.
Qi Lin tried to dip his finger in a bit and wiped it on the person under his nose, and the strange smell on the garbage dump was immediately dispelled by a strong and spicy mint smell.
Moreover, the effect of this ointment does not stop there. The smell rushes straight into the brain along the nasal cavity, instantly stimulating Qi Lin, and even the vision in front of him seems to be a little brighter.
"This thing has some'additives', you can't use too much, it will be addictive." Cheng Yanqiu said, asked others to wipe a little, and put away the metal box.
The "additives" in Cheng Yanqiu's mouth, Qi Lin naturally knows what they are. In the old days, they are proper illegal drugs. It's just that, like stimulants and marijuana, in a war-ridden country, they are not Tobacco and alcohol are as common.
"How is it?" Cheng Yanqiu asked, because Qi Lin had extraordinary vision without any auxiliary equipment~EbookFREE.me~ Therefore, the forward position naturally fell on his shoulders during this infiltration operation.
"There is no one here in the junkyard, but there is a small group of Templars at the exit, there are not many, about fifteen to sixteen, two power armors, gathered there and don't know what to do." Qi Lin said.
"So much?" Cheng Yanqiu was taken aback, raised his f2000 assault rifle, and looked in the direction of Qi Lin's fingers with the 1.6x sight that came with it.
At the end of the junkyard is a low wall, which was originally part of the shooting range. Behind the wall, a small group of heavily armed Templars are gathering there, and beside them, there are two tall "Red "Dragon One" power armor.
"Why do these sticks appear here? Don't they support the front line?" The big man stepped on a pile of rusty metal trash and asked with some wonder.
While looking at the players in the scope, Cheng Yanqiu shook his head slightly, "No, they didn't support it. They stopped here to wait for someone."
"Waiting for someone? Waiting for someone? It's impossible to be waiting for us, right?" The big man was stunned, somewhat puzzled.
"Of course it can't be us...According to the intelligence, the Mutual Aid Society is by no means monolithic, and the relationship between the four cardinals who control the four districts is not as harmonious as outsiders imagine. These Templars are very likely. It's the heart and belly team of the Southern Cardinals. They are here, probably to intercept the Western Cardinals who may retreat in this direction."
"Yes, they are Saman's people. The leader is called the Hound, who used to belong to Sendel." The foggy eyes, who hadn't made a sound, suddenly said, and when he mentioned Saman, his tone There was hatred in it. 2k novel reading network