Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 257
A gust of wind directly knocked Qi Lin to the ground, and at the same time, Qi Lin only felt a tearing pain in his eardrums, and a buzzing sound echoed in his head.

The kinetic energy attached to the three-shot railgun shells is far greater than the conventional shells with explosion as the main killing function. The top floor of the entire bridge vibrated violently, and many ripples appeared on the two walls of the metal corridor in an instant. deformation and wrinkles.

"This power... seems a bit too big..."

It was the first time that Qi Lin fired three bursts of railguns at such a close distance, and it was still in a closed internal space, and he was not directly shocked to death by the aftermath, all thanks to the set of dragon scale armor he was wearing next to his body and extremely strong physical fitness.

Holding his head and standing up unsteadily, Qi Lin subconsciously touched the bottom of his nostrils, and when he touched it, there was sticky blood.

The aftermath of the three consecutive railgun shots still caused Qi Lin to suffer serious internal injuries.

However, Qi Lin couldn't care about his injuries at this time. There were loud shouts and chaotic footsteps coming from the bottom of the stairs. Qi Lin quickly took out two grenades, pulled the ring and threw them down the stairs. Go down, and then run towards the command room while leaning on the severely deformed bulkhead.

The inside of the command room has been completely destroyed by three railgun shells. Those sophisticated instruments and operating systems have all become piles of scrap iron, and the corpses of the players who were lying in the command room were also destroyed by powerful The strength was shaken into puddles of minced meat.

Two of the three shells hit the console and the floor of the command room, but when the last shot was fired, Qi Lin was worried that the glass porthole covered with a strong metal film would not be completely shattered, so he slightly After shaking the muzzle, the last shell hit the porthole of the command room directly.

Now, the glass on the entire porthole on the front of the command room has completely disappeared, and the salty sea breeze is pouring into the bridge.As for the piece of glass, it is not known whether it was shattered into pieces by the shock or flew out by the shells.

Holding the edge of the porthole with both hands, Qi Lin leaned out half of his body, and saw a lot of thick smoke billowing from the top of the opposite bridge. It seemed that Cheng Yanqiu and the others had also succeeded.

The deck of the aircraft carrier was in chaos. The players on the deck didn't know what happened. They thought the aircraft carrier was attacked by some kind of missile. They ran around in panic and shouted, trying to find a solid bunker. The templar knights were rushing towards the two bridges from all parts of the aircraft carrier.

Looking down from a high place, the black heads below are like countless ants, and the two bridges are like two broken biscuits covered with honey.

"It really stabbed a hornet's nest, and even stabbed two at once."

Tightening the straps on the backpack, Qi Lin climbed up to the edge of the porthole, then jumped towards the dark blue sea, and jumped straight down——

The supercarrier is directly inserted into the port at an oblique angle of about [-] degrees. Compared with the bow part of the stranded ship, the position of the bridge is relatively rearward, so the depth of the sea water directly below the bridge is also tens of meters deep. Lin didn't have to worry about hitting the bottom of the water directly and heavily after falling into the sea.

With the experience of falling into the sea last time, Qi Lin tried his best to recall the movements of the high platform divers he had seen on TV this time. He stretched out his arms as hard as he could, and at the same time clasped his hands tightly to keep his body as close as possible to the surface of the sea. vertical angle—

"Pfft!"

The clenched fists of both hands broke through the surface of the sea like an awl, and Qi Lin's whole body "drilled" into the sea smoothly, with very little splash.

Well, if it is seen by the diving coaches of those national teams in the old days, they will definitely be shocked...

Under the action of gravity and inertia, Qi Lin plunged into the water at a depth of about five or six meters, and the force was offset by the sea water. After moving his limbs, Qi Lin found the right direction and headed deeper go.

Although the length of the Cangqiong-class super aircraft carrier is more than a kilometer, the draft is only less than 30 meters. Qi Lin easily passed under the aircraft carrier and emerged from the sea outside the port side of the aircraft carrier.

Looking around, Qi Lin suddenly found that the heads of two people on the sea not far away were constantly bobbing up and down, and they were Cheng Yanqiu and Fog Eye.

Qi Lin quickly swam over, grabbed Cheng Yanqiu's arm, and pulled him out of the water.

"Cough cough cough...this sea water...is really unpalatable..." Cheng Yanqiu, who choked out several mouthfuls of sea water, forced a wry smile.

His arms were still tightly wrapped around the ribs of the unconscious Fog Eye, but Qi Lin found that in the sea water around Fog Eye, strands of dark red blood were spreading rapidly.

"Fog Eye was shot twice, and the wound caused by Taotie burst when he jumped into the sea... Well, he should have resurrections left, right?" Cheng Yanqiu said quickly.

"Let's not talk about this first, we have to find a way to go ashore!" Qi Lin supported Cheng Yanqiu's arm with one hand, and the vest that Wuyan was wearing with the other, and began to step on the water vigorously with his legs.

At this time, the players of the Mutual Aid Club on the aircraft carrier naturally also found the traces of the three of them, leaned against the side of the ship one after another, raised their guns and fired fiercely at Qi Lin and the others.

Fortunately, among these players, there is no high-precision sniper rifle, or there is no shooter who can control this weapon. The bullets fired by those assault rifles at this range are completely inaccurate, and they are the closest to Qi Lin and the others. The first shot also has a distance of nearly ten meters.

Qi Lin and Cheng Yanqiu dragged their unconscious foggy eyes and swam for nearly half an hour before they finally climbed onto a deserted beach.

As for the mutual aid players who wanted to drive speedboats to chase them down, after Qi Lin blasted the two speedboats with two railguns, the rest of them never dared to chase them.

Putting Foggy Eye on the beach, Qi Lin tore open his clothes vigorously, only to see that Foggy Eye's scabbed wound was completely torn open, and blood kept gushing out of it.

Foggy Eye's breathing was very weak. He had already lost a lot of blood when he swam all the way just now, his face was terribly pale, and his lips were also iron-blue.

"Blood transfusion is necessary, otherwise it won't last long." Qi Lin shook his head, not to mention whether his and Cheng Yanqiu's blood types can match Fog Eyes, even if they could, they couldn't find a set of tools for blood transfusion here.

"I can only hope that he still has the number of resurrections left." Cheng Yanqiu also showed a trace of regret on his face.

(End of this chapter)