Wasteland Code Survival

There are a total of 148 members in the Lei Falcon team, and each of them is an elite selected by layers. They are not only fighters, but also top talents in various fields and compound talents proficient in multiple skills.

Cheng Yanqiu returned to the surface this time, not a ghost face, and only selected six players.

Except for No. 147, the other five players are all senior players in the top 30.

The member numbered 147 formally joined the Thunder Falcon team last month. However, since he is a top hacker and an eco-expert, he has considerable research on the ecological environment on the wasteland. Cheng Yanqiu brought such a "rookie" with him.

Of course, the name "rookie" only exists in the Thunder Falcon team. If this number 147 is placed in any other unit, the worst is at least a senior instructor.

This location is too close to the copy of the main brain. The straight-line distance is probably only more than one thousand meters. In order to prevent the main brain from being detected, most of the electrons carried by the players are left at the foot of the mountain, leaving only the ghost face. The laser rangefinder and a notebook held in the arms of No. 147.

The shape of this laptop is like a heavy brick. The screen is also a monochrome segment LCD screen similar to that of an old calculator. A string of thin mosquito-like characters keep flashing on the screen. The eyes of No. 147 Staring closely at the screen, ten fingers were tapping on the palm-sized keyboard.

"How about, 147, have you noticed anything abnormal?" Cheng Yanqiu asked, turning around.

"Not yet. The communication with the headquarters has been interrupted. All the equipment is offline...There is no fluctuation in the electromagnetic field area nearby. In other words, the copy of the main brain does not know that we have touched its door. "No. 147 said without raising his head.

"Ah That's good……"

At this moment, a team member holding a machine gun and guarding the side suddenly "slapped" his arm, and suddenly everyone's eyes were attracted to him.

"No. 19, what's the situation?"

"Nothing. It's just a mosquito. I didn't expect that there are mosquitoes on the wasteland. The vitality of these things is really strong enough—"

Before he finished speaking on the 19th, the 147 had already left the computer in his hand, and Fei also rushed to him, his face turned pale.

"Where is that mosquito? Show me! I have done a careful study of the ecological environment of this area. There are no small mosquitoes here. If there is, there is only one that migrates from the south and is more than half a meter long. Giant mosquito!"

As soon as No. 147 said this, everyone's face changed a little in an instant.

"That mosquito... here..."

No. 19 was obviously thinking of something. She stretched her face and carefully spread her palms. In his palm, there was a flattened mosquito corpse. Under the mosquito’s corpse, there was a small beach. Dark red blood stains.

No. 147 immediately took out a tweezers from a box, clamped the mosquito's wing, lifted it to the flat lid, and then pulled out a sharp scalpel. The blade cut the mosquito's abdomen accurately and smoothly.

This is a silver-footed Anopheles mosquito, a very common species in the old age, but its abdomen is filled with sophisticated electronic components. These components with a diameter of only the thickness of the hair have grown with the mosquito’s internal tissues. Together, No. 147 used a magnetic needle to separate these things from the mosquito's body.

"This mosquito... has undergone a series of extremely sophisticated biochemical transformations. Although I don't know how these things work, I can roughly guess their functions..."

"What's the function of these things?" Cheng Yanqiu asked. Although he already had a general answer in his heart, he still hoped to hear that #147 said something completely different.

"Monitor, and signal transceiver." No. 147 said in a deep voice.

"Sh*t!" A black soldier immediately sweared.

"Will the organization put this thing on us?" Cheng Yanqiu tried to have the last trace of luck in his heart.

"This kind of small signal transceiver...the effective distance is only two kilometers. If the power is too large, the mosquito will be burned alive, and it can receive its signal within two kilometers..."

"There is only a copy of the main brain..." Cheng Yanqiu accepted the words of No. 147 with a wry smile, "Everyone, it seems we have already exposed."

"We must get out of here, immediately, immediately!" No. 147 said, "I have analyzed the information left by those who participated in the u plan. The main brain will take offensive measures against any human being close to its copy, although we don't know those What happened to people in the depths of the ice sea, but obviously, they were all killed by the mastermind!"

"It's...too late..." Cheng Yanqiu said, holding up the large-caliber assault rifle in his hand, and the surrounding soldiers all raised their weapons.

Just when I was speaking, countless snakes with thin arms and patterned scales have completely surrounded the Thunder Falcon squad on the top of the mountain. These snakes seem to have appeared out of thin air. Before that, the Thunder Falcon squad had already been there. I searched the entire top of the mountain, not even the smallest cracks in the rock, let alone snakes, not even a few bugs.

"Damn, I hate snakes the most..."

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Wasteland, Tomahawk City, the edge of the basin.

The sun has risen to its highest point, although it is still blocked by the thick radiation cloud, but at this time, it is already the best time for sunlight on the wasteland.

Sitting cross-legged on a large rock, Qi Lin took out two extremely delicately packed cans from his backpack, ready to start lunch.

The current Qi Lin is completely different from the Qi Lin when he first entered the game. At that time, he had to plan carefully even to buy ammunition, but now, there are so many resource points in his hand that it can’t be spent. Before Cheng Yanqiu left the Chengs consortium, this guy secretly transferred 15% of the working capital of the Cheng consortium directly into Qi Lin's account.

Fifteen percent may not seem to be much, but in fact it is a very large figure. This amount of money is even enough for Qi Lin to directly buy a small and medium-sized shelter.

Having money is also an annoyance, especially when you know that all the money will be invalidated soon, but you have no chance to spend it all. This annoyance is even more obvious.

Really valuable things in the wasteland are difficult to buy with resource points, such as eR004, such as the fat nuclear bomb, and the gold serum that has not been obtained. The top transactions are often bartering.

And those things that can be bought with money, for Qi Lin, are no longer of much help-the current sale price of a C-level serum in the auction house is between 4 million and 4.5 million points , This is also the highest grade serum currently on public auction. A grade c serum can create a grade four evolutionary, but for Qi Lin, even if this kind of thing absorbs a hundred, it’s not as good for him to improve Sleep with a fuel rod all night.

His evolutionary route is completely different from the conventional evolutionary.