Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 660 Too lazy to think of chapter names...

Qi Lin took off all the equipment on his body and threw it aside, leaving only a pistol, while No. [-] bundled several directional blasting bombs together and fixed them with tape.

"If you don't jump later, or if you jump and don't catch up, how can I save you?" When Qi Lin was preparing, No. [-] suddenly asked.

"I won't think about that situation. If I think about it, I will be scruples. If I am scruples, I will be afraid, and fear will make people's legs weak." Qi Lin said casually, bent down, and tightened the laces of his boots.

At this time, the crane had just thrown a lot of pieces of meat that had been smashed by 12.7mm machine gun bullets into the cloning pool, and was on the way back to its position. Qi Lin tried to make a sprint movement, barely standing on the edge of the cliff. stopped.

At this time, the giant hook hanging from the end of the steel cable just passed in front of him.

"Huh... The error is about half a meter. According to this distance, the take-off time has to be advanced by about one and a half seconds..."

Qi Lin stepped back slowly, silently pinching an advance measure in his heart.

When the hook moved over again, before it reached the closest point, Qi Lin kicked his feet on the ground vigorously, bursting out all the strength in his body, and rushed forward quickly, approaching Gao Gao jump up -

"It's still half a meter away—!"

Just when the inertia of the forward rush had disappeared and Qi Lin began to fall, he suddenly threw out a hook rope in his hand, and the end of the hook rope instantly entangled the steel cable of the crane, forcefully pulling Qi Lin down. Pulled over.

With both hands tightly grasping the steel cable that was as thick as a wrist, Qi Lin realized that his back was covered in cold sweat, and his thin T-shirt was soaked and stuck to his back, which made him feel very uncomfortable. uncomfortable.

This is the real world, not a virtual game. Everyone has only one chance and one life.

He is also afraid of death, and he is very afraid, but in order to survive, most of the time, he must put his fear behind him.

"People who are more afraid of death are more likely to die" is not just a joke.

In psychology, this is called the "Wallenda effect", and this Wallenda effect is derived from a true story.

Wallenda is a tightrope performing artist in the United States. The tightrope performance is commonly known as "tightrope walking". His tightrope walking skills have almost reached the pinnacle of the industry.

But when Wallenda faced a very important performance, he showed unprecedented nervousness. Before the performance began, he repeatedly emphasized that "absolutely must not fail", and on the day of the performance, he had just stepped on the tightrope Soon, he fell from above and died.

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The crane did not stop working because there was an extra person attached to it. Obviously, at this time, the simulated mastermind had already put all its energy into repairing the firewall and resisting hacker intrusions, and had no spare time to deal with Qi Lin. A guy who hasn't even entered the computer room yet.

In five seconds, the crane approached the top of the machine room, and Qi Lin also slowly slid to the end of the cable, stepped on the place where the hook and the cable were connected, and silently watched the machine room below.

"Three, two, one..."

After the hook moved to the expected position, Qi Lin jumped directly and landed firmly on the middle ridge at the top of the machine room.

There was very little movement of his fall, and the sound was almost completely suppressed by the roar of the machine guns—the two guys in the other team obviously carried more than one heavy machine gun, and they also had a lot of spare barrels, and the continuous firepower has continued It's been more than ten minutes, and there are only four pauses in the middle, and each time is less than five seconds.

"How much ammunition does this guy carry..."

This is an XM806 heavy machine gun. Although the rate of fire of this kind of heavy machine gun is relatively slow, only the M2 heavy machine gun is average. It is about 1-250 rounds per minute, but the bullets fired during this period are at least three to four thousand. sent.

This is not a 5.56 NATO round that weighs only four grams. A basic 5.56 caliber Browning machine gun is ten times heavier than 5.56 NATO. Three thousand rounds equals [-] rounds of [-] NATO. Servings up.

"Is this moving half of the ammunition depot into it?"

Qi Lin had already found a place on the roof, and No. [-] threw the packed directional bomb towards him like a frisbee.

Qi Lin stretched out his hand, firmly caught the flat package, then tore it open, and took out four pieces of directional blasting bombs measuring [-] centimeters from inside.

This is a high-spec version specially provided by the organization. The charge is several times that of conventional directional bullets. It can easily blast through a brick wall half a meter thick or a reinforced concrete wall about [-] centimeters thick.

According to the results of the previous analysis on the [-]th, Qi Lin stuck the four pieces of directional blasting bombs on the weakest part of the roof, pulled the fuze and retreated to a safe distance.

"Boom!!"

The four directional blasting bombs exploded almost at the same time. With a loud crisp sound, a large hole with a diameter of more than one meter appeared on the roof instantly!

Without hesitation for a moment, Qi Lin jumped into the big hole almost facing the aftermath of the explosion, and at the same time drew out the only HK45 pistol on his body.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Before Qi Linren landed, he had already opened "Hawkeye" in mid-air, and pulled the trigger continuously——

A young man who was squatting in front of a laptop and typing on the keyboard was shot twice in the back. The anesthetic quickly took effect and knocked him to the ground. Rolling over, avoiding Qi Lin's shooting, rolled behind a half-person-high ammunition box.

Qi Lin did not choose to chase rashly, but put on a magazine full of live ammunition, and dodged to the back of a metal cabinet.

There is a lot of space in the computer room, but more than [-]% of it is occupied by three-meter-high cabinets. These cabinets are neatly arranged. Except for the main passage, the distance between the cabinets is less than half a meter wide. Qi Lin must Only by turning your body sideways can you get in.

After all, the server that simulates the main brain does not need human help to maintain it. If it is not to leave a cooling channel for the machine, there may not even be a gap of half a meter.

"Hey, buddy, I'm curious, how did you move such a few large boxes of ammunition here without being noticed by the simulated mastermind? Are you cheating?" Qi Lin held the HK45 in both hands, with his back Leaning against the cabinet, he asked loudly.

"That's easy to talk about. You come to my side, and I can explain to you in detail how to avoid the detection of the simulated master brain." Regarding Qi Lin's trash talk, the other party also chose the same response method.

(End of this chapter)