Wasteland Code Survival: One line of life

Refuge No. 861, a single dwelling in a dilapidated middle area.

Passefani has been in this place for six days.

A dirty blanket was crumpled into a ball and tucked into the corner of the tattered sofa. The ground was full of empty bags of low-level synthetic food, and a small amount of blood-stained alcohol cotton balls.

Pasephanie leaned back on the sofa, lifted her dirty shirt which was too dirty to see the original color with one hand, and put a plastic bottle close to the wound on her side.

Her personal account has been frozen, thanks to the exquisite watch she usually wears on her wrist—however, in the black market controlled by gangs, even that piece is worth tens of thousands of resource points Watches can only be exchanged for materials equivalent to less than one hundred points, and they are all of the lowest grade...

Medical alcohol is hard to get, and she doesn't have enough money, so she can only use salt and water to prepare saline, and use saline to wash the wound.

"His..."

The liquid in the plastic bottle poured onto the wound, which made Pasifani immediately clenched the collar contained in her mouth-although physiological saline has a solution concentration equivalent to human cell fluid, for wounds It is already relatively soft, not as strong as hypertonic salt water and alcohol, but it still makes Pasifani almost faint.

She was lucky. The bullet seemed to just pass between the organs. If the spleen were torn apart, she might have died a few hours ago.

More fortunately, the person who came to capture her was a secret agent belonging to the Union Gendarmerie. The weapon they used was a 9mm-caliber miniature submachine gun-if it was replaced by a regular force. With a large-caliber assault rifle, a shot in this part is definitely enough to split Passerfani's body in two from the middle!

But...Even if she has survived until now, I am afraid that she will not have much time... The saline can only clean the wound, but cannot sterilize it. Deep, it can't be taken out under the current conditions.

Without any hemostatic drugs, Pasifani can only wrap a bandage made of rags tightly around her waist... Although pressure to stop bleeding can easily cause tissue necrosis, compared to death due to excessive blood loss, she There is no other choice.

……

Parcephine's long neck was leaned back slightly, and she leaned her head on the back of the sofa. She slowly closed her eyes and began to recall what had happened these days.

After Qi Lin was formally wanted by the consortium alliance, she has realized her danger. For a long time, she has known that behind the consortium alliance, there is a behemoth-like organization hidden in the consortium. This organization has an extremely tough style. In order to achieve the goal, he did not choose any means, and the wanted order for Qi Lin this time seemed to be issued by the consortium alliance, but in fact, the organizations standing behind the alliance are the real behind-the-scenes.

The relationship between himself and Qi Lin is not a secret. If they can’t catch Qi Lin, they will obviously become the second target of the organization. Three hours before the wanted order is issued, Passerfen Ni had already figured out a way to get away from the Lexington Shield consortium and secretly boarded a train used to transport labor.

After the train arrived at the station, Passerfani got out of the train among the workers. It was also at this time that she discovered that her personal account had been frozen by the mastermind.

Although her wanted order has not been issued yet, the account has been frozen, which can already explain a lot of problems. Pasifani can basically be sure that the person who pursues her must be on the way.

……

It's just that, before the chaser could find her, another person found her.

Qin, the highest executive officer of the sixth district, used a scrapped terminal to contact Parsefani and used enough information to gain Parsefani’s trust. Qin said that as long as If Passephani can go to the sixth district, he can provide shelter for it and find a way to send her to the ground.

Although she still has some suspicions in her heart, for Pasifani at this moment, she can only choose to trust the other party-if the other party wants to arrest herself, she does not have to make this promise at all, just put Just send someone to the place where she is now.

Not only did the other party fail to do so, but instead provided Passerfanie with a temporary hiding place, which was this single-person residence in a semi-abandoned state.

For the past few days, Passefani has been looking for a way to the sixth district, but the consortium seems to have noticed that she is hiding in this refuge, and the whole refuge has entered a kind of almost martial law. In the state, not to mention leaving by train, even to go to places with a lot of people, Pasifani must be cautious.

This morning, Pasifani was planning to go to the black market to find out if there is any other way to leave the shelter-even though she wrapped her face tightly and toweringly in a turban Her chest was also flattened with a tight strap, but the curve between her waist and hips still exposed her gender. A drunk man tried to touch her chest, but accidentally grabbed the wrong one. After leaving the place, he tore off the turban from Pasifani's head.

Passefani immediately covered her face with her arms, then kicked the drunk hard in the crotch, and hurriedly left the crowded black market.

Perhaps the screams made by a drunk who fell on the ground and was rolling between his hips are too loud. Many people in the black market have cast their sights, and naturally there is a consortium who is inquiring about information in the black market. Alliance agent.

Perhaps it was to monopolize the merits and bonuses of capturing the target, or perhaps it was to know that Passerfani was a rare stunner. In short, the agent did not choose to send out the information about the discovery of Passerfani. It's secretly following behind Passerfani, all the way...

Passefani soon spotted the stalker, she deliberately led him to a remote alley, and then used a handgun to deal with the agent...

However, the opponent's counterattack before his death also wounded Passerfani, and the warhead still in Passerfani's body was shot from the opponent's muzzle.

After taking away all the useful things from this agent, Passerfani threw the stripped body into the laneway of the slum. In the slum, many more pieces of this Kind of body, so there is no need to worry about someone discovering the missing agent.

The only thing that makes Passerfani a little worried is that agents like this need to report to the higher level every day. The disappearance of an agent is enough to attract a large scale. Searched...

Passerphene regrets a little bit, she should go to another black market that is farther away from her residence.

The breathing calmed down slowly, and the wound on her waist seemed to have begun to scab, Pasephine struggling to support the floor with her arms, and got up from the ground.

In addition to a dozen empty cans, there were two guns on the table. One was her side gun, the p226 produced by Sigsauer. She used this gun to kill the person. Tracking his own agent, apart from the loaded bullet, there are the last four bullets in the P226's magazine.

As for the other gun, it was the MP5K compact submachine gun used by the agent. She could not find any spare ammunition on the agent’s body. It was obviously placed elsewhere, and it was in the submachine gun magazine. Less than half of the ammunition left.

This little ammunition, even a small-scale conflict, can't handle it at all, and what makes Pasifani feel more headache is that all her food has been eaten yesterday.

I went to the black market today not only to inquire about the news, but also to buy some food, but the **** drunk disrupted all her plans...

This hiding place is no longer safe. She must move immediately. Even if she can't get to the sixth district, she can't stay here anymore...

Passerphene was breathing the turbid air in the room. The air pump that delivered fresh air had already stopped working. Only the ventilation fan on the ceiling was still spinning crunching... the smell of air here. Although it smells bad, it can at least breathe, unlike the tunnels in the slums, it is impossible to get out of the house without a breathing mask.

"Call Call ...... ...... affect the operation of the other wound less then go ......"

After a lot of effort, Pasifani moved her body to the sofa, holding the bandage on the wound with one hand, and grasping the cotton wool squeezed out from the broken part of the sofa with one hand.

She is very sleepy and exhausted. In the past few days, she has slept less than three hours a day, and the quality of sleep is very poor. There are two huge dark circles on her white face, and her eyelids are even more heavy. As if filled with lead, it kept falling down.

"Can't sleep..."

Passefani's shell teeth bit her lip forcefully, trying to keep herself awake with pain--at this moment, the sound of knocking on the door suddenly rang.

"Who?" Passerfani asked in a voice that was as sharp as a middle-aged woman with a hint of hoarseness. Her pseudophonic skills are very good. If you don't see her face and figure, Across the door, anyone would think that there lived an older woman over half a hundred years old.

"Regular inspection." The voice of the person outside the door was extremely cold, with no emotion in the tone.

"Wait a little bit...my legs and feet are a little awkward...cough cough..."

Passefani climbed down from the sofa, grabbed the MP5K on the table, walked to the door, and pressed the muzzle against the door panel made of composite panels.

This is the simplest residence in the middle area. Not only is there no metal bullet-proof airtight door, there is no peephole on the door panel for peeking at the exterior door, so Parsephanie can only open the door carefully— —

A huge force came from the door in an instant! The person at the door obviously intends to use brute force to push in! Pasifani was immediately pushed back by this force-but at the same time, she did not hesitate to pull the trigger on the door!

The bullet poured out from the muzzle and penetrated a thin layer of the door. There was a dull sound of digging into flesh and blood, and the fallen body of the guy outside the door directly knocked the door open. Come, drop to the ground.

The opponent is not an executor in a gray-brown vest, but a military policeman in a black military police uniform! This is not a routine check at all!

Moreover, there is more than one person!

Passerphane crawled into the blind spot behind the door with hands and feet, took out a slender needle tube from her underwear, and pierced her neck forcefully!

There is a high-level stimulant inside the needle, which is also the last card in Pasifani's hand.

As the medicine started to work, Passerfani felt only a powerful force pouring into her body, and the pain of the wound between her waist and abdomen began to become less obvious... In just half a second, she felt The person has recovered from a severely injured state to almost heyday.

After emptying the last few rounds in the magazine and knocking down the second person who rushed in, Pasifani quickly bends down and passes in front of the person who fell. The type assault rifle was copied in his hand, and he shot it sideways to the door!

The search squad composed of five agents was completely wiped out in an instant, but Passerfani’s whereabouts were also exposed—the weapon used by the opponent did not have a silencer installed on it, and the gunshots were enough to spread far away, bringing the surrounding area All the agents are attracted...

You must leave this place immediately before being surrounded!

Take all the magazines from the corpse, and take off a breathing mask hanging by the door, Pasifani rushed out of this simple hiding place and started along the alley on the right. Rushing-She has been familiar with the area near her residence in the past few days. This road leads to the slum area of ​​Refuge No. 861, where the terrain is complex, and various lanes and trails crisscross, which are used to hide and seek with the agents. A great place.

But her luck was not good. She just rushed to an intersection and just happened to hit a team of agents running out of the other side.

The opponent is also five people, but the leader is wearing a tactical exoskeleton and carrying a heavy Gatling gun in his hand!

"It's over!" Passerfani felt cold. The short assault rifle in her hand couldn't penetrate the armor of the opponent, but the weapon in the opponent's hand could easily tear herself into pieces... The key point is that the effects of stimulants are beginning to fade, strength is constantly flowing from her body, and the wounds on her waist and abdomen are beginning to faintly aches...

"Grab her!" The agent wearing a tactical exoskeleton ordered. He did not directly fire and kill Passerphine—obviously, a living Passerphine is far better than a dead one. Sefanie is more valuable.

The other four agents held their guns, and quickly outflanked them from both sides.

"..." Although the opposite party did not kill herself, the current situation is not much better. Pasifani's heart is very clear that if it falls into the other party's hands, it would be better to live. Died quickly.

In fact, she will always leave the last bullet in the magazine~IndoMTL.com~ That bullet, she will keep it for herself.

A string of short shots knocked down an agent who was enclosing, and while the other three were looking for a cover, Pasifani turned her head and ran--

"Bah!"

The gunshot sounded, and she only felt a sharp, drill-like pain in the knee of her left leg. She lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground.

It's all over... She thought to herself, regret... She asked herself silently, the figure of that guy appeared in her mind again... To say no regrets, it must be a lie ...But, if I could see him again before he died, maybe it would be nice...

Anyway, I will die sooner or later... In this **** age...

Passefani turned the muzzle laboriously and pressed her chin. At this moment, a tall figure walked in front of her and kicked the gun in her hand--

Before Pasifani could react, a deafening gunshot sounded above her head, and then a large number of hot shells fell on her back...

The gunfire subsided, and there was a muffled sound of a human falling to the ground behind him, and the tall figure bent down, picked her up from the ground, and carried her on his shoulders.

"I am 0592, and the master asked me to take you to the ground..." The other party's voice was strange, between the kid who just learned to speak and the mechanical synthesis.

"Who is your master...?"

"I can't tell you, but we are not your enemy. We will send you to Qi Lin."

"Qi Lin...over there?" Pasifani wanted to ask something more, but the side effects of the stimulant had already begun to take effect. The double fatigue and sleepiness made her gradually lose consciousness...

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