Code of Wasteland Survival

The mutant jackal really can't be regarded as a good prey. It can eat very little meat, and the fat content in the meat is also very low. The taste is dry, the taste is a bit sour, and it also has a stinky and fishy smell.

However, in the current situation, Qi Lin had no other choice for a while. What's more, in the wasteland, some food is good, and who cares whether the food used to satisfy hunger is good or not.

Qi Lin first stepped on the bonfire, then took the Tokarev pistol and touched it quietly towards the small mountain bag.

Jackals are just ordinary mutant creatures that don’t even exist at the elite level. Qi Lin did this just to not disturb the prey. Otherwise, if the prey chooses to escape, Qi Lin would have to catch up with him hungry. The necessary distance.

Qi Lin had just approached a distance of about one hundred meters from the jackal. The jackal seemed to notice some movement, supported his limbs, and stood up from the ground.

"Huh?" Qi Lin crouched behind a bush and activated the dynamic camouflage. He was downwind. With his strength and dynamic camouflage, even if the distance between him and the jackal Cut it in half, and the other party should not be able to find himself.

Even the radius of Cooper's sound and motion detection alone can't exceed 100 meters. How could this ordinary jackal feel wrong?

Is this the so-called natural premonition of danger in animals?

When Qi Lin was still wondering, there was a "shoo" sound, and a simple javelin made of a dagger tied to a wooden stick broke through the air and directly nailed the jackal to the ground!

There are also people on the other side of the small mountain bag!

Qi Lin was surprised at first, but then immediately calmed down. Since the opponent chose to use the javelin to kill the jackals, Qi Lin can judge from the power and speed of the throw that the opponent is only one or two at most. Class evolutionary.

Each time the evolver increases by one level, the gap between the levels becomes more obvious. In addition, now Qi Lin is in the dark, and the opponent is in the light. As long as Qi Lin is willing, he can shoot him instantly when he comes to pick up the prey. Kill.

Less than a minute after the Javelin killed the jackal, a figure wrapped in an earth-yellow desert cloak eagerly ran up from the other side of the hillside. Although the sky was completely dark at this moment, the opponent's picture was familiar Qi Lin recognized Qi Lin's face and the palm of his hand with only four fingers.

This is the guy who molested and humiliated Feiyan in the War Castle-Bazhi.

"Why is he here? Did he escape from the fortress or came here after his resurrection?"

Bazhi's current appearance can be described as embarrassed. Except for the khaki cloak, all his clothes are in tatters. In order to keep warm, he has a lot of dirty cloth wrapped in a mess. On his feet, one is wearing a plastic slippers, and the other is without shoes. He steps on a small woven bag with a nylon rope tied at the mouth.

Looking at the look of Bazhi's face that is even more sloppy than most beggars in the old age, Qi Lin knew that during this period of time, the other party should be very miserable.

Eight fingers quickly ran to the corpse of the jackal, and at this moment, Qi Lin had already raised the pistol in his hand.

The effective range of the former Soviet Union TT-33 Tokarev pistol is only 50 meters. At a distance of 100 meters, it is almost the limit of lethality, and the accuracy is completely impossible to guarantee.

However, the problem of accuracy is not a problem here at Qi Lin-the "Eagle Eye" skill is turned on, the trajectory is determined, the compensation value is calculated, and a dotted line extending from the muzzle and connecting the vital points of the eight fingers is immediately in Qi Lin. Was outlined in his mind.

"Boo!"

A spark from the muzzle flashed, and he heard the eight fingers of the gun body just raised his head. The 7.62mm bullet happened to penetrate his right eye. After the eyeball was blown out and most of his head was broken, he just lost it. The kinetic energy stayed in the head of the eight fingers.

The eight-fingered body squatting slightly shook, and fell down beside the jackal's corpse with a "puff".

Putting away the pistol, Qi Lin observed for a while, and ran quickly to the top of the mountain after confirming that the opponent had no companions.

There was nothing left on Bazhi's corpse except a water sac with half a pot of dirty water left. It seemed that he was forced by food to choose to hunt the mutant creatures.

Looking along the hillside where Bazhi came up, Qi Lin found that there was a small shack built with branches and plastic sheets between the piles of bushes at the foot of the mountain in the distance. It seemed that this should be Bazhi's temporary residence.

Grasping the javelin that was pulled from the jackal, Qi Lin ran to the shack, but before he got close, a strong rancid smell made Qi Lin's already empty stomach puff up, a spicy bite Stomach acid filled the throat directly.

"Oh...what the hell..."

At a distance of more than ten meters, Qi Lin could see a decayed corpse lying in the shack. It looked like it was a dead female zombie. The zombie’s naked lower body was exposed outside the shack, and on his thighs Between the legs, there seemed to be some special traces of filth.

"...This buddy, a bit of a slapstick..."

Qi Lin recalled Feiyan's description of Bazhi once: "Extremely lecherous, psychopathic, manic, and a little mental illness..."

Compared with this guy who is as powerful as the X corpse, Qi Lin suddenly felt that he is also a mental patient. In contrast, Aya Kui is not too cute...

Enduring the discomfort in his heart, Qi Lin walked around the shack, and after not finding anything of value, he folded back to the top of the mountain, and brought the corpse of the jackal back to his campfire.

Although the corpse made Qi Lin really sick, it failed to reduce his appetite. As his fullness fell to single digits, his hungry stomach had begun to scream uncontrollably.

Humans are iron, and rice is steel. Even a third-level evolutionary can't stop eating human fireworks. In fact, the opposite is true. The stronger the evolutionary, the faster the energy consumption of the body, and the faster the consumption of satiety. Faster.

"It would be great if the radiant energy in the body could be converted into satiety..."

Qi Lin endured his hunger and complained, first lit a bonfire, and at the same time, his saber neatly cut open the jackal's body and took out the intestines and internal organs in the abdominal cavity.

Then, untie the dagger from the javelin, and string the treated jackal on the barrel of the gun~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In fact, the best way to handle food in the wild is to bury the prey under the hot embers and burn it. Cooked, but limited by the conditions, Qi Lin can only use smoke and barbecue.

Jackal’s fur is the first to come into contact with the bonfire. It emits a scent of protein after being burnt. After the fur is burned, with the lick of the flame, the oil slowly seeps from the muscles. After coming out, the air also began to fill with a tempting smell of meat.

While chewing on the hard and cold beef jerky, Qi Lin rolled the barbecue on the fire in one hand, took out a metal kettle from his backpack, poured two packets of instant coffee into it, screwed on the bottle cap, and shook it vigorously. After a while, he also threw the kettle by the campfire.

There are warm barbecues, aromatic coffee... For someone struggling to survive in the wasteland, what better dinner than this? ...

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