Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 672 The Parasitic Soldier
Vault No. 444 Rich area, fringe area.

Like the slum area, the rich area seems to have been emptied, but along the way, Qi Lin and the others found nothing except for a few wandering parasites.

There are no living people, no dead bodies, and no place like a food processing factory.

"Damn it... Where have all the people in the rich district and the middle district gone? It's impossible for them all to be killed too." No. [-] muttered softly while staring at the screen of the heartbeat detector.

But he was only halfway through speaking when he was pulled into an alley on the right by Qi Lin.

"In the direction of 12 o'clock, there is an ordinary-level parasite, let's go around."

Along the way, whenever they encountered parasites, they all chose to avoid the battle without exception—once they learned that there were king-level parasites in Vault 444, any contact with any parasites would be extremely difficult. It might be noticed by the king-level parasites. Although the chances are small, if they win the lottery, the four whose whereabouts are exposed may have to face the siege of thousands of parasites.

Among other things, Qi Lin and the four of them cannot deal with the parasites in the "Meilin" food processing factory just waking up.

"I should have applied for a few portable tactical nuclear warheads earlier." Falcon complained.

"Come on, once you send 'Fat Man' down, we have no place to run in this closed environment, either we will be killed by the shock wave or buried alive by the collapsed dome. No one dares to use it underground except for desperate lunatics. This kind of weapon." Regarding Falcon's complaints, No. [-] immediately complained.

"I'm just talking, at least if we are cornered, we can have a way to die together, right?"

"That won't be approved by the higher authorities. Our mission is to save the hostages, not blow up the entire shelter." Qi Lin took over the words and said, "Okay, shut up and pay attention to the surrounding areas."

"It's too quiet here. To be honest, I'm a little scared." Falcon put the Gauss pistol back into the holster on both sides of his thigh, and rubbed his cheek vigorously.

"I'd rather be so quiet forever."

"An unrecognized heartbeat signal has been found!" At this moment, number four, who had been looking at the screen of the heartbeat detector, shouted in a low voice.

"Where is it?" The other three were shocked in an instant, and each found a cover.

"Turn right at the intersection ahead, the straight-line distance is 28 meters... 27 meters, 25 meters, he is walking towards us!"

In a few seconds, a soldier wearing a gray flannel uniform and a black nylon vest appeared at the crossroads ahead. He was holding an AK74U submachine gun in his hand—a type that used 5.45 caliber bullets. It was once a standard self-defense weapon for the second-line troops. It has a fast rate of fire, high power, and strong penetrating power. Because it uses rifle ammunition, its range is more than twice that of the MP5 submachine gun. It is used to deal with loitering, criminals, and rioters. It performs better than the much more expensive MP5 when it comes to similar targets.

However, in the face of parasites, whether it is AK74U or MP5, even the power of AKM is difficult to cause effective killing. In order to protect the body of parasitic worms hidden deep in the skull, the skull of the parasite is the most important part of the whole body. Hard parts, if you can't penetrate the skull, no matter how many shots you shoot, you can't kill it completely.

And this soldier came out on patrol with an AK74U. Obviously, it wasn't that he couldn't find a powerful weapon that could deal with the parasites, but that there would be no conflict between him and the parasites at all.

This also reflects from the side that these rebels and parasites are completely in the same group.

"Falcon, replace the ammunition with short-acting narcotic ammunition. I will shoot when I count to one. Number three and number four remain vigilant. Pay attention to our sides and rear... three, two, one—"

The Falcon quickly pulled the trigger, and with a muffled "poof", the soldier who had just walked to the middle of the intersection fell limply to the ground.

At the same time, Qi Lin rushed out quickly, got close to the fallen soldier, carried him on his shoulders, and ran back to the team's hiding place in three steps and two steps.

This is a soldier of the yellow race, in his early thirties, with thick dark circles around his eyes, an unshaven beard, and a bad smell from his clothes, obviously he hasn't washed for a long time.

From his armband, the metal badge pinned to the nylon vest, and the serial number engraved on the gun, Qi Lin could know that the soldier's name was Zhang Peng, and he was a sentry of the Second Guards Brigade of the Edas Foundation.

"Give him the antidote."

After Qi Lin finished speaking, Falcon took out a vacuum syringe similar to a morphine injection, stuck the needle into the sentry's arm, and then gently squeezed the hose to inject the anesthetic antidote inside into the sentry in the body.

Since the short-acting anesthetic bomb was used, less than ten seconds after the injection of the antidote, the sentinel let out a low moan involuntarily, and slowly opened his eyes.

However, when he regained consciousness, he found that his limbs were tied up, a large piece of adhesive tape was stuck on his mouth, and four people wearing black masks were squatting in front of him, with a cold blade is tightly against the side of the throat.

"Don't shout, don't struggle, it won't do you any good." Qi Lin said, and at the same time secretly rejoiced in his heart that No. [-] had gone back to pass on the information. The place is put away.

"Woooo..." The reaction of the captured sentinel was not much different from that when No. [-] was captured by Qi Lin, but Qi Lin found that the opponent's rounded eyes were covered with blood everywhere. .

This rebel, hasn't rested for a long time, but, even if someone stays up late for several days in a row, there shouldn't be so much bloodshot eyes?

"If you are willing to cooperate, just nod... Did you hear that, if you are willing to cooperate, just nod... Hello? Hello!"

The captured sentry's eyes were still wide open, but his head was tilted to one side, and the next second, his body twitched violently!
"Damn, this person has been parasitized! The eggs are hatching!"

Qi Lin didn't even think about it, and immediately cut his throat with a dagger, and then stabbed him into the other's heart.

And Falcon put the pistol on the opponent's head, and repeatedly pulled the trigger——

The Falcon fired a full six shots before the sentry stopped struggling, and his blood-stained body slumped and slid to the ground.

The parasitism has not yet been completed, and this body has not been transformed by the special substance secreted by the parasitic worm, so the strength of the body is still no different from that of a normal human being. The Falcon easily penetrated his head, killing him. The newly hatched parasitic worm.

"Are these rebel soldiers also parasitized?" Qi Lin pulled out a sheet with a solemn face, wiped the blood splattered on his body hastily, and looked at the body of the sentinel and said.

"It seems that the situation is far worse than we thought."

(End of this chapter)