Wasteland Code Survival Chapter 43: The game continues
A "perverted butcher" has forced himself into such a situation. Qi Lin can't help feeling a little painful when he thinks of the power armor equipped with various high-tech weapons and thick and durable.
There used to be an online game similar to this rule in the old days. Players parachuted from the air to an abandoned island, picked up equipment scattered on the island, and killed each other. The last survivor could get it victory.
This game, commonly known as "Chicken Eating", and its full name is PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, although it is very similar to the current situation, but...at least the players in that game jumped down with bare hands and can pick up The weapons that were received were only guns and grenades. If anyone came down and drove a small high and bombed everywhere, they would be properly banned by the game's official rhythm.
However, this is "wasteland", not "eating chicken", not to mention power armor, even if someone really drives a giant battle robot Gundam that appeared in Dongying anime, no one else will have any. temper.
The survival game is still going on. Now less than ten minutes have passed, and the number of players who have been eliminated has reached 35.
The cruelty of the competition is evident.
In fact, many players who got out of the game in the first time died in the hands of their teammates. Except for a few teams, most of the teams fell apart when the rules of the game were announced. After all, most players Teams are formed for profit, and when there is only one winner, no one can rest assured to give their backs to others.
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In a supermarket three kilometers away from Qi Lin, several rows of shelves fell to the ground, and several expired cans and skulls rolled out all the way. A boy covered in monster-like scales pushed another middle-aged man to the ground. His right hand had been completely alienated and turned into a black, non-metallic and non-wood blade, which penetrated fiercely. Middle-aged man's chest.
"Su Ze, what are you doing! We are all teammates!" Behind them, a woman in a burlap cloak exclaimed.
"Teammate?" Su Ze sneered and pulled his right hand out of the middle-aged man's corpse. The dark knife-shaped arm gradually returned to human skin color, and the five slender fingers split out. In two seconds, the killer weapon that was originally like a monster turned into the palm of a normal human.
"Look at what this is!" Su Ze raised his left hand, and inserted a cold gleaming knife under his ribs. The hard scale armor did not stop the knife from piercing. A knife with a length of seven or eight centimeters pierced his body.
The woman's pupils were slightly enlarged, and she said in a somewhat unbelievable tone: "This... is this old Hu's doing?"
"Otherwise?" The boy drew out his knife, and a small spring of blood spurted out. The woman was about to come forward to bandage him, but was forced to stop under the boy's cold gaze. Up the pace.
"Don't you understand the status quo? From the moment this survival match was announced, we are no longer teammates." Su Ze said coldly, tearing open a packet of white powder, and spitting out Saliva, rubbed the powder into a paste and applied it to his wound.
"Old Hu," he kicked the corpse on the ground, "I, and you, only one of us can live out of here, maybe none of us, do you think there is any point in teaming up? "
"..." The woman stopped talking, and finally did not say anything, but took off the backpack from her shoulder.
"No, you have to take all those things, there are enough supplies in this supermarket." Su Ze waved his hand, "Now, you go, next time you see it, you will be the enemy."
"...good."
Before she finished speaking, the woman suddenly took out a shotgun with a truncated barrel from her backpack, and squeezed the trigger at the teenager who was treating the wound in front of her!
"呯!!!"
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A little farther away, a man was surrounded by a group of mutant creatures in the middle of the street, and his original three teammates stood on the roof beside the street and watched coldly. I didn't mean to help me at all.
"Asshole, let's die together!"
The besieged man was already covered in blood, but who knew that at this moment he suddenly took out a large bundle of explosives from his backpack, and threw it on the roof where his teammates were.
"Boom!!!"
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Number of remaining players: 97.
Qi Lin took another look at the population statistics on the miniature brain~IndoMTL.com~ One hour later, the number of remaining players was only half of the original number, and within this hour, Qi Lin also met When the two hunters arrived with bad intentions, they just looked at them from a distance, and then chose different directions to flee away.
In this situation, Qi Lin is no longer in a hurry to chase the counterfeit Klein. Anyway, the opponent can't get out of this area. There will be a battle between himself and Chilong Six.
The top priority is to find some weapons that can be used in the next game.
The perverted butcher carries no other weapons except for the door-panel giant sword. There is no barracks of the old garrison in this city. It is quite difficult to find some guns. Qi Lin’s high explosive grenade and A smoke bomb has been used up in the battle with the butcher. If he only fights with other players with a dagger saber or an engineer shovel, Qi Lin will easily fall into the wind.
Although it is a residential area, for Qi Lin, a weapon expert, some ordinary things in daily life can be transformed into deadly murder items through the transformation of his hands.
For example, a few rusty screws and glass slag, embedded in C4 explosives, can increase the explosive power a lot, and other household chemicals also have the hidden potential to become explosives.
If you want to make explosives, you need some ammonium nitrate chemicals. In the old days, these things belonged to the controlled items, but there is a place where you can easily find these chemicals.
That is the chemistry laboratory in the university!
Qi Lin glanced at the map provided by Zhi Brain. In the competition area, there happened to be an old university, and it was less than two kilometers away from Qi Lin’s current location.