Chapter 927 The Mob Stronghold

"Purge?"

After hearing the other party mention this word, Qi Lin was basically sure that these military policemen were regarded as being eliminated by this crackdown and were forced to flee to the surface... However, why were they not given free will? What about containment?

At this time, the humans in the shelter can basically be regarded as senior players of "Wasteland Survival Code". They definitely understand one truth, that is, in the wasteland, the more people there are, the less likely they are to survive. The bigger you are, if you choose to act alone or in a small team, unless you are absolutely confident in your own strength, otherwise, just a small accident is enough to prevent you from seeing the sun again tomorrow.

And it can be said that this kind of "little accident" occurs very frequently in a world that has completely changed.

"To be honest, I think we should have followed that group of people. Maybe they were really a resistance organization." A military policeman said.

"Do you believe it? I don't believe it anyway? Others don't know the organization's methods. Don't you know it after you have been a military policeman for so long? I think that 'free will' is completely a trap. Maybe those who were taken away are now They have all been killed!" retorted a man sitting opposite the gendarme.

At this moment, the man who had gone out to watch the wind also came back. Without saying anything, he pulled out his knife and cut off a large piece of half-cooked barbecue. He didn't care about burning his mouth and started gobbling it up.

"Whatever, in this world, you can only live one day at a time!" The military policeman who spoke at the beginning stopped arguing with his companions and reached out to the barbecue on the bonfire.

"I don't want to die like this, I'm not married yet—"

"Don't even think about getting married. You can't even find a woman in this damn place. You can choose one of zombie girls or Thumbelina."

"Eh... zombie girls are so exciting. As long as that place doesn't rot, to be honest, I really want to play with it!" As expected of the Slavs, who are known as a fighting nation, Maozi's speech was instantly ignored by his companions. Astonished.

"Damn it, old Ivan, do you have such a strong taste? You can kill zombies? Are you afraid of biting off your words?"

"cyka blyat! I can break all the teeth of that zombie bitch if I get hard, do you believe it?"

The conversation among the several military policemen gradually became "evil", and the barbecue on the shelf was also decreasing rapidly that could be seen by the naked eye.

More than half an hour passed, and no one else showed up. It seemed that there were really only these six of them.

Qi Lin thought for a while and finally decided to contact the military police. He put the weapon back behind his back and walked out of the hiding place on his own initiative.

"Who? Come out! Otherwise we'll shoot!"

Qi Lin did not deliberately hide his steps. There were also evolutionaries with keen perception among the military police. Even though they had already raised their weapons, they were aiming at Qi Lin, who had not yet come out of the shadows.

"Not an enemy! Don't be nervous!" Qi Lin raised his hand to indicate that he was not carrying a weapon. He walked to a place ten meters away from the bonfire and stood still.

The six gendarmes were eyeing him warily, and he was eyeing them too.

"Who are you? Why do you appear here? Do you have any other companions?" Maozi, who was called Ivan by his companions, asked first.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you my name. I can only tell you that I am on the run for my life just like you." Qi Lin said in a muffled voice.

"Who told you we were running for our lives?" Mao Zi narrowed his eyes, and the crosshair of the submachine gun in his hand kept moving back and forth on Qi Lin's three vital points: his forehead, throat and chest.

"You said so yourself."

"Have you been eavesdropping on our conversation? How long have you been listening?!" The expressions of several military policemen changed slightly, and Qi Lin could notice that their fingers tightened on the trigger. He could shoot himself at any time.

"About half an hour. You must know that I am also being hunted by people from the organization, and I am alone. Naturally, I have to be more cautious." Qi Lin replied.

"Are you alone? Are you being hunted by the organization? Are you the target of being purged?" Mao Zi seemed to be the leader of this team, and he kept asking Qi Lin one question after another.

Qi Lin could conclude that as long as there were any problems with his answers, the other party would shoot without hesitation.

He could easily kill these people, but this was not his purpose. All he wanted was gasoline, and at the feet of these gendarmes was a square gasoline barrel, which was the same as the rust stains on the barrel. and stains confirmed that this thing should come from the abandoned city rather than the underground world. From this, it can be seen that these people should have found gasoline in the ruins.

As for whether it was just this barrel or there was more gasoline, Qi Lin couldn't be sure.

"Yes, what you said is basically correct. I was also a victim of that damn purge." Qi Lin nodded.

"Can you take off your mask? If you refuse, will I shoot? We don't mind killing you. To be honest, I'm still a little jealous of the equipment you're wearing."

"You'd better not shoot." Qi Lin glanced at that guy and pulled off the mask on his face.

In order to conceal his identity, Qi Lin also wore a simulated human skin mask under the mask. Even if these military police had seen his wanted notice, what appeared in front of them at this moment was just a strange and ordinary one. Just the face.

Mao Zi glanced at Qi Lin, and the wariness in his eyes faded a little, and continued to ask: "Are you really alone? Alone... How did you escape from the underground? You'd better tell the truth, don't I think these guys are fools - Also, that spear on your back is a Gauss gun, right? Who are you? Why do you have this kind of equipment?"

"I am a soldier of the Sixth District Special Forces. I was ordered to cooperate with the people of 'Free Will' to evacuate the survivors of this purge operation. During the mission, we were attacked by the organization and the revolutionary coalition forces. I and I The large army got separated and ended up here." Qi Lin had already thought about his identity and reason when he walked out of the shelter. When the other party asked, he immediately said it very fluently, and there was no sign of making it up casually.

In addition, the tactical smock prepared by the mastermind for him is indeed the style used by the Sixth District Special Forces. Except for the fact that he does not have any identification items such as armbands, his dress is exactly the same as the soldiers of the Sixth District Special Forces.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend, that is to say, we should be friends." Qi Lin shrugged.

"We are not friends with you. You also know that this is a wasteland, a place where people eat people. If you show up on your own initiative, you must have some intention!" The military police still did not lower their guns, but after learning After Qi Lin's identity, they did not dare to shoot at will. The special forces of the Sixth District... Although they did not know the true strength of this force, there was no one who could be called a special force within the organization. It's a good thing. If he hadn't killed this person right away, I'm afraid he would have lost a few lives on his side.

"Yes, I do want something." Qi Lin nodded and pointed to the oil drum at the feet of the military police. "I want gasoline. Do you still have it?"

"Gasoline?" Mao Zi glanced at the oil barrel with some confusion, and then returned his gaze to Qi Lin, "You want gasoline... So, you have transportation?"

"You can understand it this way." Qi Lin deliberately pulled out a smile that seemed harmless to humans and animals, but was full of danger in the eyes of these military policemen, and stretched out two fingers.

"I want twenty liters of gasoline. Of course, I won't let you pay for it in vain. I can give you something in exchange."

"In exchange for something? Okay, since you have a car, let's exchange your car for gasoline." Maozi said.

"You want a car?"

"Nonsense, we've searched all the cars in this damn place. They're all fucking scrapped. None of them are drivable. If there were cars, we would have left here long ago!"

"Then I gave you the car, what use would I need for the gasoline?"

"I don't care about this. If you want gasoline, just trade it with your car!"

"But I only have one car, and it's a motorcycle. Even with all my budget, it can only carry three people. The problem is... there are six of you..."

As soon as Qi Lin finished speaking, the atmosphere among the six military policemen suddenly became tense. They all invariably drew part of their attention away from Qi Lin and put it on their companions.

"Bah! Are you trying to stir up trouble? Do you believe that I will make a hole in your forehead right now?" Another military policeman suddenly spat at Qi Lin.

"It's not certain who will open a hole for whom..." Qi Lin said, but still raised his hands in front of him. He had no intention of touching the gun behind his back, but the pressure caused to these military policemen was It has increased a lot invisibly.

There is a kind of secret feeling among the evolvers. Although they don't know what Qi Lin's real level is, they can still feel the pressure... The guy in front of them who claims to be a special forces soldier, The level is definitely capable of crushing them. Their only advantage is the number of people and the chance to pull the trigger first.

This guy is right. Once the two sides actually start fighting, the outcome is indeed still unknown...

"Well, we can slow down this deal for a while. I have something else to ask you." Maozi coughed, slightly relieved the tense atmosphere between the two parties, and asked Qi Lin, "Since you You said you were cooperating with that 'Free Will' before, so what kind of organization is this 'Free Will'? Is it reliable? Where were the survivors sent?"

"I don't know if 'free will' is reliable or not. In short, I am just obeying orders, but I do know where the survivors are."

"Where have they all gone?"

"'Free Will' has established a safe stronghold on the surface. There is enough living space and living supplies there. The survivors have been sent to that place. To be honest, I am also planning to rush there now. go."

"Safety stronghold?! Where is it? How far is it from here?!" Maozi's breathing became slightly faster. In their thoughts, if this "free will" is just a method used by an organization to trap survivors, If so, there is absolutely no need to build a complete stronghold on the ground. All it takes is a large enough pit. But if there really is a safe stronghold... that would mean that those who claimed to be "free will" before The news I told them was true!

When they thought about the food, bedding and beds in the stronghold, and maybe a place to take a shower, the hearts of these military policemen began to waver.

"Is everything you said true?"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. Even if I want to trick you, I don't have to trick myself into it." Qi Lin had an indifferent expression on his face.

"Well, if you want gasoline, we can give it to you, but the condition is that you have to take us to see the safe stronghold of 'free will'. If this stronghold is really what you said, you have to Guaranteed to allow us to enter the stronghold."

"Although this request is a bit troublesome, it is not impossible... However, you have to let me take a look at the 'goods'. I have to make sure that you really have enough gasoline before I can agree to this condition."

After the military police looked at each other, Ivan waved to Qi Lin and said, "Follow me."

Three military policemen stayed by the campfire. Ivan, the "fourth" carrying a large-caliber assault rifle, and another young military policeman took Qi Lin through several blocks and came to a The entrance to the bunker.

"Is this a fortification left by the army in the old days?"

Looking at the narrow entrance to the bunker and the waist-high sandbags piled at the entrance, Qi Lin couldn't help but ask.

"Probably not. We didn't find the standard equipment of the old army inside, only some police weapons and simple homemade firearms. This should be the stronghold of a group of thugs." Ivan and others turned over the sandbags and pushed aside the already The rusty iron door full of holes led into the bunker.

A military policeman placed a camping lamp on the table, and the light immediately illuminated the entire bunker - it was a bunker with an area of ​​about 100 square meters. In addition to the main hall, there was a bathroom and two rooms used as It was a bedroom room. The bathroom was filled with hardened human feces and garbage. The floor of one of the bedrooms was covered with several dirty and ragged beddings and several dusty sleeping bags.

There were more than a dozen used condoms thrown next to the sleeping bag, and several obviously female skeletons lay in the corner. Their hands and feet were tied together with ropes. It seemed that these women had been kidnapped by the thugs and used as sex workers. A tool for venting...

"What about the thugs in this stronghold?"

"Some of them were mutated by radiation and turned into zombies, and then the entire stronghold was destroyed." Ivan kicked open the door of another bedroom, and a putrid smell immediately came out from inside. I saw the corpses of three zombies lying on a pile of bones. There were several "fresh" gun holes on the corpses of these three zombies.

It seems that this mob stronghold encountered almost the same plot as that club.

"What about gasoline?"

"Don't worry." Ivan waved his hand, and the fourth child immediately pushed the table aside in the main hall of the stronghold, opened the floor, and more than a dozen barrels of well-preserved gasoline appeared in front of Qi Lin.

"There is a small amount of evaporation, but there is at least about two-thirds of each barrel left. The total volume is about fifty or sixty liters. What do you think?" Ivan looked at Qi Lin and asked.