Wasteland Code Survival Chapter 229: The threat of super carrier

Wang Kun, originally a securities investor living in China Shencheng in the old days, did not realize that the banknotes, contracts, and passbooks in his hands were about to become meaningless waste when the war came. Paper, not only did not care that the large consortia and large companies have begun to sell all kinds of stocks under their names, but instead thought it was an opportunity to eat the shares and bonds that were transferred at low prices, in an attempt to launch a big war. Choi...

However, when the first nuclear bomb fell on the mainland of China, Wang Kun's dream of getting rich was completely shattered, and he realized that this war seemed to have far exceeded his imagination. The scale.

Fortunately, in addition to the bonds and stocks that have been turned into waste paper, there are still some gold and jewelry in his small vault. With these things as a price, he rushed before the land was completely turned into wasteland. , Bought three shelters for himself and his family.

Wang Kun, who has lost everything, can only be reduced to the lowest class of the poor in the refuge, and his weak body makes him completely unable to afford the high-intensity work, and can only rely on the regular minimum allowances. The materials barely survived.

Wang Kun’s newly born son died of malnutrition and various illnesses a year after entering the underground shelter, and his pretty young wife also abandoned him and turned to a gang boss. In the arms.

Everything seems to be so bad that it can't be broken anymore, Wang Kun's world is only gloomy and desperate... countless times, Wang Kun thought of death, and then, every time there was a rusty shave When the razor blade was about to cut the upper wrist artery, he would shrink again because of timidity and fear-and then continue to live by himself.

But at this moment, the "Wasteland Survival Code" appeared. He dragged his stiff body into the game cabin...On the wasteland, the living environment was far worse than in the refuge, but Perhaps it was caused by people's instinct to survive. Wang Kun miraculously survived and joined the newly established mutual aid association by accident.

Thanks to his previous experience as an investor, Wang Kun's status in the mutual aid association has been rising steadily...Finally, he took the position of the "Cardinal" second only to the archbishop.

The western part of the military port area belongs to his jurisdiction.

"Let, let them wait! My people are still fighting with those heretics! Those bastards, have you forgotten the doctrine of our mutual aid society? How can we shoot our own compatriots?!"

Wang Kun roared loudly, like an ant on a hot pan, spinning in circles in the lobby of his mansion.

"But...but... the other three cardinals have already approved this proposal. You should evacuate as soon as possible...or wait for the missile to fall...that's not eye-catching..." Down the hall In the first position, a knight commander wearing exquisite armor persuaded.

"No! I protest, I want to let this proposal be rejected! This West End is my foundation! Tell them three, there are only one thousand invaders...no, eight hundred...no, only five hundred invaders Personally, my equipment is very poor. My people were just caught off guard. My main force has not been dispatched. With this point of enemy, I can completely wipe them out in the West!"

Wang Kun said loudly and quickly, the blue veins on his forehead violently.

"But...but there are two thousand invaders..." the knight commander said helplessly.

"Five hundred, I said five hundred is five hundred!"

"Master Bishop..."

"By the way, my guards, let them go up too, power armor, tanks, all go up, we must all these heretics--"

Wang Kun's words were not finished yet, suddenly a dense explosion rang near the mansion, and the ground shook violently.

Wang Kun's figure was unstable for a while, and he quickly supported the table on one side, before he could not fall down. However, although his face was full of panic, he still didn't mean to evacuate.

The Western District is his entire business. From the beginning of the game to the present, the cardinals in the other three districts are all friendly, but in fact they have been coveting his Western District... lost After the West End, he really has nothing left.

"Master Bishop, let's go! If you don't go, it will be too late!"

"Go?! Where do you go? Go to the site of those three guys? Do you think that I will be able to wear this suit after I get to their site?" Wang Kun yanked his body hard The luxurious red cloak is the symbol of the Cardinal of the Mutual Aid Society, a symbol of one **** and one person, and above all ten thousand people.

"But...the missile is really going to fall. By then, the entire Western District will be in ruins!" The knight commander was still persuading.

"I will give you a team of twenty people, all of whom are evolvers--"

"Wh, what?" The knight commander was stunned, apparently he didn't realize what his master bishop was saying.

"I said! I'll give you a team, you rush to the holy ship now! Block up the control room for missile launching for me! No one is allowed to put it in!" Because of the approaching explosion, Wang Kun had to raise his voice to the highest level, and shouted hoarsely, with a very hideous expression on his face.

"This...Master Bishop, this me..." The knight commander looked embarrassed--this request from Master Bishop was too much...

"Are you trying to say that you can't do it?!" Wang Kun's face was aside, and he reached out to touch the Beretta pistol under his cloak.

"No, it's not...just..."

"Now, immediately, immediately, let me go!" Wang Kun roared, and the knight's face was splashed with spit stars.

"Yes... the subordinate understands!" The knight commander had to bite the bullet and rushed out.

At this time, almost half of the Western District has been beaten down by the private army of the consortium alliance. As long as the armed mutual aid player shows up, even if it's just a wooden stick, the private army soldiers will involuntarily say that they pull the trigger. The ordinary players who gave up resistance were taken to several large warehouses ~ IndoMTL.com ~ and were taken care of by a small group of soldiers.

Holding Minigan whose barrels were already reddening, Qi Lin ran all the way to Cheng Yanqiu who was resting behind a ruined wall, and looked at the more or less injured players, a little serious He said: "This can't go on like this, the speed of the large forces is still too slow!"

"Are you worried that Mutual Aid will use the weapons on the aircraft carrier? However, this speed is not too slow anymore--" Cheng Yanqiu sighed and turned to look at the super aircraft carrier that looks like a mountain on the sea in the distance.

Qi Lin also knows that it is almost impossible to speed up the army. Street fighting is different from field battles. The terrain of the city is extremely complex. Every street and lane and every building have to fight back and forth one meter by one meter. The current advancing speed is indeed the limit.

"Then there is only one way-the super aircraft carrier must not launch missiles!"...

　　

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