Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 801 Re-entry Certification (IGNB! 210)

Although he was a little apprehensive, the officer still mustered up his courage and walked in front of Qi Lin.

"Hello, I am Zhao Weiju, the commander of the 11 Independent Team of the No.3315 Division of the Consortium Alliance. People who know me well call me Lao Zhao. On behalf of the 3315 Team, I am very grateful for your help. I don't know you..."

Before Zhao Weiju finished speaking, Qi Lin interrupted him.

"Old Zhao? Are you the old Zhao who often writes serial novels on the internal website of the consortium alliance, and often breaks up eunuchs?"

"Eh? You know me?" Although Lao Zhao's face was a little uneasy when the black history was exposed face to face, it made his hanging heart drop to the ground. Since the other party has read the novel he wrote, he should I'm also a member of the consortium alliance, but I don't know why I'm wearing such a weird outfit-you know, the uniform of the army is one of the important factors used by the warring parties to identify the enemy and the enemy, although not all people wearing the same clothes as themselves They are all friendly troops, but like this buddy, wearing a dirty and torn cloak on the battlefield, it is possible to be mistaken for the enemy by both parties at any time.

After all, none of them had received news that there was such a guy in the friendly battle sequence.

"I know." Qi Lin nodded. Not only did he know, but when he was bored, he also chased after two books written by this scumbag old Zhao. As a result, the two books were half written and updated, and then they began to become intermittent. Basically it's all over.

But now considering the true identity of this old Zhao, it is a bit excusable to think about it. (This is definitely not trying to whitewash this swindler, please raise your hand if you have been swindled by Lao Zhao, and shout with me: Zhao Weiju is a swindler!)

"Brother, which army do you belong to? Why do you appear here? What's the matter with your outfit?" After roughly confirming the other party's identity, Zhao Weiju has completely relaxed, and began to say "brother "It's commensurate, and it's close to Qi Lin.

"I just came down from the top, and I haven't had time to go back to report." Qi Lin showed the badge of his Thunder Falcon team. When Zhao Weiju saw the extremely rare badge, his eyelids twitched - the famous Thunder Falcon team in the organization Of course he has heard of this, and he also knows that many of the missions that this group of perverted guys are responsible for need to go to the surface wasteland that is still a restricted area for ordinary soldiers like them. All the questions he said were stuffed back into his stomach.

The task content of the Lei Falcon team is beyond his control, and he doesn't want to know the secrets that he can't touch with his authority. Once a person like him touches those secrets, it is estimated that he will soon be "disappeared by the world." Evaporate", the best end is to be transferred to the Thunder Falcon team as a front-line support soldier.

The front-line support soldiers of the Thunder Falcon team... the meaning of this word is not much different from cannon fodder, and even worse than cannon fodder... After a battle, the cannon fodder still has at least a small chance of surviving, and the front-line support soldiers of the Thunder Falcon team Soldiers, their depletion speed is simply faster than soldiers in death row camps...

After all, even those Thunder Falcon team elites who went to the surface to carry out missions, were able to come back alive, not to mention these support soldiers whose strength was far inferior to the official members of the Thunder Falcon team.

They are consumables, consumables in the true sense of the word.

"Then what are your plans now? If you need to return to... the 'organization', I'm afraid we will have to wait until we have completely controlled this station before our military trains will arrive here..." Knowing Qi Lin After his "identity", Zhao Weiju immediately changed his address to Qi Lin with respectful words.

"You should be able to contact the organization here?" Qi Lin asked.

In addition to directly returning to the base, members of the Thunder Falcon team can also use remote communication to perform "return verification" under special circumstances. This remote verification procedure requires the returning member to contact the organization. A mid-level officer with an official file within the organization is also required.

And this old Zhao happened to be such a mid-level officer.

"The communication equipment has not been installed yet. If you need it, I will order my men to get it right now!" Zhao Weiju said.

"Okay, that's troublesome."

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Three 10 minutes later.

In a barely complete cubicle on the second floor of the waiting hall, the face of Zhao Weiju's immediate boss appeared on a screen that was only half the size of an A4 paper.

This is an unsmiling middle-aged soldier with a sharp-edged face and a pair of square-rimmed glasses made of tortoiseshell on the bridge of his nose. A horrific scar extending from the corner of the left eye to the corner of the right mouth, across most of the face.

This middle-aged soldier is Zhao Weiju's direct line officer and the commander of the No. 11 Infantry Division of the Consortium Alliance.

Seeing Zhao Weiju and Qi Lin appearing in front of the camera at the same time, the commander of the No.11 division couldn't help but frowned slightly, and then asked seriously: "Did you take down the Eagle Station?"

"The waiting hall has been taken down, and the rest of the station area has not been cleaned up yet." Zhao Weiju replied.

"Then why are you contacting me now? Also, who is this person?" There was a trace of displeasure on the teacher's face.

"This...is a member of the Thunder Falcon team. His identity has been confirmed. He has just returned from the surface, and he participated in our battle with the Revolutionary Union not long ago, and helped us successfully guard the waiting hall. Now he needs Go through a formality for rejoining the team, so..."

"Squad Thunder Falcon?" The teacher squinted his eyes, stared at Qi Lin for a few seconds, and said after a while, "Okay, I see."

The communication was interrupted immediately, and when the screen turned on again, the face on it had turned into a sweet girl wearing a military cap.

This is one of the correspondents of the Lei Falcon team. Qi Lin has dealt with her several times before, so she is no stranger.

The authentication procedures were completed quickly, and when the correspondent said that there was a new task to be handed over to Qi Lin, Zhao Weiju left the cubicle very consciously.

"Say it, I knew it, you will definitely not let me idle."

"Don't be joking, didn't you just come back from vacation? Actually, I really want to go to the ground to take a look, but unfortunately my strength is too weak, and I can only become the fodder for those mutated creatures on the ground. The correspondent smiled and said, although Qi Lin knew that a large part of the exquisite features on her beautiful face were obtained through surgery and drugs, he still found it pleasing to the eye.

Among the members of the "organization", especially the top managers, there are many people who are proficient in psychology and management. They know that if such a beautiful woman is allowed to issue tasks, the inner resistance of the members of the Thunder Falcon team will naturally be suppressed. It will be relatively alleviated, although it is only a negligible point, and many people can't even notice it, but this has already achieved their purpose of doing so.

Compared with that, the cost of surgery and medicine is completely worthless.

(End of this chapter)