Wasteland Code Survival Chapter 397: Rebellion
[Title: Code Chapter one hundred survive the wasteland of rebellion ninety-seven: dark dust dispersion]
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"I...I don't know...I can't remember..."
"If you want to survive, you'd better think about it." Qi Lin held up his dagger, and the sharp tip of the knife gently slid across the throat of the red shirt gang.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!... I remember! I remember! Among those people, two had skull tattoos on their chests, and one had an armband embroidered with a skull! "
Skull armband!
Qi Lin instantly remembered the rebels who intercepted Hans in the outer area of the Kuroshio...If there is only one person with a skull tattoo, it may be just a coincidence. The skull tattoo pattern is not unpopular. But there are two people with skull tattoos on their bodies, and one with skull armbands. Qi Lin is almost 80% sure that the people who sent guns, ammunition and gold bars to the Red Shirt Gang are the rebels of the Skeleton Legion!
The skeleton army sent these things to the Red Shirt Gang. The whole thing can be said to be very obvious... The "big business" in the words of the Red Shirt Gang leader is obviously to launch a rebellion!
"How many of those people are there, where do they come from, and how long have they stayed?" Qi Lin asked again.
"Six...no, seven, they disappeared soon after they moved the box...I don’t know where it came from...I don’t know anything else... gold bars, gold bars, me I have given it to you, and I will give you the resource point. Can you let me go?"
The gang of the Red Shirts stammered a bit. Obviously, he knew only so much about this matter.
Qi Lin collected the gold bars, and then searched all the cigarettes, food, lighters, etc. from the opponent, and then put a hand on the head of the red shirt gang.
The other party was stunned, and then immediately guessed that Qi Lin did not intend to let him go alive, but even yelled and struggled
"Crack."
Qi Lin forcefully broke the necks of the red shirt gang, and the opponent's body immediately collapsed.
Dragging the corpse into a dark corner, Qi Lin first tore off the black plastic bag, then took off the opponent’s clothes and trousers, then picked up a half of the brick on one side and pressed it firmly on the corpse’s head. There were dozens of hits from above.
Qi Lin is not short of this money, and he has no plans to use this gold bar. If it is taken out and seen by others, it may cause unnecessary trouble, but he cannot give it to him. Stay, otherwise, if the Red Shirt Gang finds the dead body and finds gold bars, they will definitely be suspicious.
As it is now, everything on his body has been stripped, and his head has been roughly smashed open again. It looks like a normal murder case.
Even if the body is found, those people will only imagine the identity of the murderer as those robbers or wanderers, and will not trace Qi Lin.
Throwing aside the bricks stained with brains and blood, Qi Lin walked out from the corner. At this time, another Red Shirt Gang’s helper finished the "things" and walked towards here. .
Qi Lin stood still, holding his breath, shrinking into a shadow. Although there are a few dim lights in this tunnel, because of this, the places that are not illuminated by the lights appear darker.
"Hey, old dog, where did your grandson go to smoke?! Hello?! I have finished the matter, we should go back! It's too late to go back, so I must be scolded to death by Li Bald"
The red shirt gang shouted as they walked, but no one responded to him.
"Grass mud horse! I went back and didn't tell me, **** grandson!" The man yelled a few more times, and realized that after doing useless work, he cursed and walked in another direction. After going over, obviously, he had already determined that his companion had left himself and went back alone.
After this guy had gone far, Qi Lin returned to the door of the self-service hotel along the original road.
I saw that woman fell to the ground. A few small black beetles were crawling on the woman’s disheveled body. After hearing Qi Lin’s footsteps, they crawled off the woman one after another, quickly Going deep into the dark tunnel.
The woman is dead. Judging from the bruise on her neck, she should have been choked to death by the red shirt gang.
In fact, even if the red shirt gang did not kill her, she would die of hypoxia or carbon dioxide poisoning if she was thrown here.
The woman’s clothes were torn into strips of rags, and her legs were spread out in an extremely indecent posture. In addition to the liquid left by the red shirt gang, the woman’s legs were still Many filthy things are flowing after the death of the human brain~IndoMTL.com~The sphincter muscles will lose control, so incontinence is a very normal phenomenon.
The stench is difficult to cut off even by the filter inside Qi Lin's breathing mask, but for the bugs and microorganisms living in the tunnel, it is a rare meal.
Qi Lin glanced at the woman's face for the last time. Although this woman could be regarded as a beauty before her death, her extremely painful and distorted face and the long tongue that dragged her out made that face It looks terrifying.
With a faint sigh, Qi Lin walked past the corpse.
Qi Lin can’t save her like Song Xiaodie. If she saves her, maybe news about the upcoming rebellion of the Red Shirt Gang will leak out. At that time, it will not only cause the inside of Vault 187 The chaos may also cause the Red Shirt Gang to initiate a rebellion.
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Thirty minutes later, Qi Lin returned to his residence. At this time, Song Xiaodie had woke up from the game cabin and was cooking a pot of canned stew in a homemade aluminum pot.
"Are you back?" Seeing Qi Lin open the door and come in, Song Xiaodie raised his head and revealed a clean smile.
Seeing Song Xiaodie’s smile, Qi Lin, who was in a bad mood, felt a touch of warmth for a moment. This simple small room of only a dozen square meters, unconsciously, turned out to be Have some "home" taste.
In Qi Lin's memory, the part where he had never lived. His childhood was completely spent in a chaotic country where wars are raging, where there are only employers, friendly forces and enemies...
Qi Lin gently shook his head, sealed those memories again, then put on a serious expression, and said to Song Xiaodie in front of him:
"There will be a big trouble soon, we have to prepare in advance." 2k Novel Reading Network