Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 255 The Way to Enter the Bridge

Qi Lin felt like the T camp in a classic FPS game called Counter-Strike in the old days, but it was different from that game. The comparison of the number of the two sides was not five vs. five, but 1 vs. 100...

Not to mention entering the top floor of the bridge, it is very difficult to even get close to the bridge—according to Qi Lin's observation, even players in the Mutual Aid Association will be questioned and checked by the guards if they want to enter the bridge. Not to mention foreign players, it is estimated that if there are outsiders approaching the bridge, those guards might just raise their weapons and fire.

Between the ship island and the deck, there was an open space of about 20 meters. There were two powered armors and six Templars patrolling the open space.

There is no shelter in this open space, and the light is very bright. If Qi Lin turns on the dynamic camouflage and slips past, he might be spotted by sharp-eyed Templars.

It's not that Qi Lin hadn't thought about the method of "striking east and west" - such as creating a small-scale explosion in another direction to attract the guards, but this plan was immediately rejected by Qi Lin himself as soon as it was born.

These peripheral guards work in three shifts. Even if one team of guards is drawn away, another team of substitute guards will immediately come out to fill the gap in defense, and Qi Lin will not be given any opportunity at all.

"Cooper, look again to see if there is another route to enter the bridge." Qi Lin squatted in the shadow of a corner and whispered.

"Master, according to the structural diagram of the aircraft carrier, there are originally two passages under the bridge, one leads directly to the officers' quarters, and the other leads to a restaurant directly under the bridge. But judging from the pictures on the surveillance cameras in the passage, Both of these passages have been sealed, the thick metal hatch has been completely welded, and the electronic device used to open the door has also been smashed - if you want to force the passage door open, master, unless there is a silent laser cutting equipment, otherwise the entire bridge will be alarmed."

"Fuck... don't these guys on the bridge eat, and even the passage to the restaurant is blocked? It seems that there is only one way to enter the bridge from the deck."

"The three meals of the players inside the bridge are brought in by the deacon who is in charge of chores in this area. As for the passage into the bridge - from the current structure and the places that can be observed, it is indeed only the one on the top deck. One..."

"Wait! Cooper, what did you just say?" Qi Lin suddenly interrupted Cooper.

"The access to the bridge..."

"No, last sentence!"

"The three meals of the players inside the bridge are delivered by the deacon who is in charge of chores in this area..."

Qi Lin glanced at the time, and it was almost dusk now. According to the internal schedule of the Mutual Aid Association, under normal circumstances, the time for distributing food for dinner is generally around 06:30 to [-]:[-].

Of course, those players who need to solve the food problem by themselves are not included in this.

"Cooper, hurry up, search, where did the food in the bridge come from!"

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Ding Xiaojiang was a trainee chef in a five-star hotel in the old days-the so-called trainee chef, in layman's terms, is just a small worker in charge of laying hands.

A few years ago, Ding Xiaojiang's daily job was to choose vegetables, wash vegetables, chop vegetables and other chores, but a few years later, the surface of the earth has long been turned into a piece of wasteland, and the five-star hotel where he used to work has also become a wasteland. A piece of ruins, but he is still doing this kind of work.

It's just that the ingredients that he needs to process have changed from all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas to frozen meat pieces and yellowed vegetable leaves dug out of tin cans.

Although the work is very tedious and boring, as a deacon working in the holy ship kitchen, Ding Xiaojiang can receive at least [-] resource points per week, which allows him to at least After eating meat once, you can also take a bath with secondary water.

The current time is [-]:[-], and a pot of hot mishwa was carried by two players to the cart, and the shelf under the cart was full of dinner plates, chopsticks and spoons.

This pot of chowder is made of more than a dozen canned pork, a small amount of vegetables and seasonings, and a large amount of potatoes stewed. Although the appearance does not look very good, but in the wasteland, this is already a very hearty meal dinner.

Ding Xiaojiang greedily took a deep breath of the aroma from the chowder, then covered the pot, pushed the cart and walked towards the bridge—this pot of chowder is the dinner for the knights on the bridge tonight , as for his own supper, a few boiled potatoes wrapped in canvas in a knapsack and a pinch of coarse salt.

"Hey, I don't know if I can pass this assessment..." Ding Xiaojiang said to himself while pushing the cart.Three days ago, he signed up for the new round of selection of the Knights Templar. If he can become a Templar, his status and treatment will be much higher than that of a low-level deacon. Good luck If so, maybe you can get a serum of a mutated creature.

The results of the first round of selection will come out in the next few days. If he fails, he will have to wait for the next time. Of course, as a loser, he can also choose to join the reserve team of the Knights. However, the last time Ding Xiaojiang’s A friend disappeared after joining the reserve service, which made Ding Xiaojiang give up the idea.

His belief in the mutual aid association is not so fanatical. Like many people, he only joined this huge organization for survival. If someone joins the reserve service, the chances of becoming a full-time Templar Knight are extremely slim.

While thinking about these things, Ding Xiaojiang walked to a secluded corner while pushing the cart. Suddenly, he seemed to hear a slight wind behind him, and then he felt a heavy blow on the back of the neck. One dark, fainted.

Just when Ding Xiaojiang fell down and was about to knock over the cart, Qi Lin stretched out an arm and caught the deacon of the Mutual Aid Society who had just been knocked out by him.

Dragging Ding Xiaojiang into a narrow alley, Qi Lin first took off his coat, then tied up his hands and feet and gagged his mouth, and finally, Qi Lin pulled over a few flattened cardboards beside him The box covered Ding Xiaojiang's body.

Ding Xiaojiang's figure is half a head shorter than Qi Lin's. His uniform is quite tight on Qi Lin's body, and his waist and cuffs are a lot shorter. There is a shortage of supplies. For most players, it is good to have clothes to wear, regardless of whether they fit or not.

After activating the ring of concealment, and changing his appearance and ID, Qi Lin pushed the cart with food, and pushed it towards the bridge with a calm face.

　Thanks to the book friends [Smile and Look Up to the Future] for their reward and support
　　
　
(End of this chapter)