Wasteland Code Survival Chapter 639: Basalt Secret Chamber
"You take number 147! I'll break it!"
Ghost face roared, constantly shooting at the crowd of snakes coming up with the weapon in his hand, and not far from them, several members of Thunder Falcon team have fallen down. These members have not died yet, but Death was not far away—their skin had already glowed with a weird blue-purple color, a lot of foam was spitting out of their mouths, and their limbs and bodies were constantly twitching slightly.
Guimian stretched his hand to his waist. The plasma grenade was used up, and the last of the conventional fragmentation grenade was left. He gritted his teeth, retracted his hand, and continued to shoot with the rifle.
When faced with snakes, which have a small bomb area and flexible movements, to be honest, conventional firearms are really not a suitable weapon. The round snake body is covered with hard and smooth scales. This structure is a bit similar to the helmet of a human soldier. If the incident angle of the bullet is not straight enough, it will easily slide off the sides of the snake's body, causing little damage.
"Damn...If only you wear a flamethrower this time...Why don't you leave! Go! Get out! Get out!"
Guimian looked back and saw that Cheng Yanqiu and No. 147 had not left yet, and they roared angrily.
"Number 147, let's go!"
Cheng Yanqiu threw the last grenade out, and then firmly grasped the strap of the bulletproof vest No. 147 and dragged him behind.
"But... Captain, we..."
"Don't forget the emergency plan that you asked you to memorize during the training! The ghost face is right, we must withdraw first and let them come to the end!" Cheng Yanqiu said sharply.
He is the commander, and No. 147 is a hacker master and ecological expert. To complete this mission, he must leave with No. 147. This is why No. 147 is ranked so low and can be Choose the reason for participating in this mission.
"Yes...Yes..." No. 147 turned his head and glanced at the teammate who was fiercely fighting with the snakes. In just a few seconds, another person fell down-one hiding in a crack in the stone. The poisonous snake suddenly jumped out and bit his ankle. Sharp fangs a few centimeters long penetrated the tough leather boots directly, and injected the toxin into the human body.
From being bitten to being poisoned and falling to the ground, the whole process takes less than three seconds...
There is one thing that Guimian did not tell the rookies who are new to Thunder Falcon squad like No. 147: every time there is a mission to return to the surface, the ranking of the entire Thunder Falcon squad will advance a lot, that It's because the players who ranked in the front all died on the ground during the mission.
The real wasteland is actually far more cruel than the virtual world constructed in the game...
"Run! Run to the abandoned city!"
Cheng Yanqiu did not dare to look back, holding a rifle in one hand and pulling No. 147 in the other, desperately running towards the ruins of Leshan City...
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"Organization" headquarters, basalt chamber.
It was still the meeting room full of religious atmosphere, but this time, no one was sitting on either side of the long table, only the lord at the end of the long table sat, and a The man in the exquisite white suit with a white mask, and the other guy in the black robe, turned his back to him, as if studying the obsidian bricks attached to the wall.
The man in the white suit waved his hand, and the black-armored soldiers immediately exited the conference room. After the door of the conference room made of heavy rock was pushed up, he said, "You put Did someone go to the ground? Who is the commander in charge?"
"That kid from the Cheng family." The black robe man said, took out a simple and exquisite heather root pipe from his arms, took out a silver cigarette case and a box of matches, and took out The tobacco shreds were taken out of the box, pressed into the pipe with your thumb, and finally lit slowly with a long match.
"This is the last box of tobacco in your collection, right?" I don't know why, the white suit suddenly changed the subject.
"Yes, almost all of the best batch of tobacco was destroyed in the transportation accident... It has been so many years, the underground environment has never been able to cultivate the flavor I want, this After the box is smoked, I am afraid I will have to quit smoking."
"It may not be long before we get back to the ground."
"What about after I get back to the ground? Do you think at that time, I still have the mind to run a tobacco plantation?"
"The war will always end, wait till that time..."
"No, the war will never end." The black-robed man shook his head and took a deep breath of his pipe.
"By the way, the whereabouts of the team led by the Cheng family have been detected by the mastermind?"
"If I guessed correctly, they should have been in contact with the mastermind. As for the loss, it depends on their own ability."
"The mastermind's men... those biochemical people?"
"It’s not just limited to those biochemical people. If you have time, you can go and look at Document No. 1663. During that mission, we lost 35 of the most elite thunder falcons and returned eleven photos from From the eleven photos, you can know what interesting gadgets have been made in the past few years."
"Are the mutant creatures that have been modified? No matter how you modify that kind of thing, the fighting power will be the same?"
"The important point is the number. Natural reproduction is never faster than mature cloning technology." The black-robed man finished speaking, took another cigarette, and then slowly closed his eyes to let the mellow gas in his throat and nose. Continually rolling and rising.
"Then what are the chances of them coming back alive?"
"Zero~IndoMTL.com~The level of danger of this mission is second only to Plan Alpha and Plan Beta. We did not even specify a detailed response plan."
"Just send them out to die like this? I have seen the boy of the Cheng family, a very good young man who sacrificed for a trial. I always feel that it is not worth it."
"Every young man who joins Thunder Falcon is very good. Except for Ghost Face, now the top ten members of Thunder Falcon's serial number were 100 people out of half a year ago."
"Can we really afford this kind of consumption? Maybe we should think about it for the future?" The white suit adjusted his collar, and his tone was slightly dissatisfied.
"War always requires sacrifices, and we are in war all the time. If we don't play every move in front of us, what's the future for us to consider?"
"Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with me anyway, and I can't care about it, but there is one thing I have to tell you. According to the results of the research institute, it can already be confirmed that the main brain is in the virtual world. The reason for the tide."
"Oh? So, my guess was correct?"
"Yes, you are right. The Kuroshio is only an experiment of the mastermind. Every evolution or mutation of various types of parasites is traceable. When the mastermind collects in the virtual world After enough data, in the next step, it will inevitably transfer the proving ground to the real world."
"Time waits for no one...How is the cracking work progressing?"
"No progress." The white suit shrugged and got up from his seat. "Well, you old undead guy slowly taste this last box of tobacco. I won't be here with you. Nonsense, there are still a lot of troubles waiting for me to deal with."
"Go slowly, don't send it."