[Title: Wasteland Survival Code Chapter two hundred and fifty seventh of the way into the bridge: dark dust dispersion]

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Not to mention entering the top of the bridge, it is very difficult to even get close to the bridge. According to Qi Lin’s observations, even players inside the mutual aid association will be questioned and checked by the guards if they want to enter the bridge. Not to mention foreign players, it is estimated that if there are outsiders approaching the bridge, the guards might directly raise their weapons and fire.

Between the ship island and the deck, there is an open space of about 20 meters. Two power armors and six Templars are patrolling the open space.

There is no shelter in this area, and the light is very bright. If Qi Lin turns on the dynamic disguise and sneaks past, he will not be spotted by the sharp-eyed Templar.

It's not that Qi Lin had never thought about the plan to attack the west, such as creating a small explosion in another direction to attract the guards to the past, but this plan was just born, and it was immediately rejected by Qi Lin himself.

These peripheral guards work in three shifts. Even if one team of guards is distracted, another team of substitute guards will immediately come out to fill the gap in defense, which will not give Qi Lin any opportunity.

"Cooper, you can find another way to enter the bridge." Qi Lin crouched in the shadow of a corner, whispering.

"Master, according to the structural drawing of the aircraft carrier, there were originally two passages under the bridge, one leading directly to the officer’s dormitory, and the other leading to a restaurant directly below the bridge. But judging from the picture on the surveillance camera in the passage, The two passages have been sealed, the thick metal hatch is completely welded, and the electronic device used to open the door has also been smashed. If the owner wants to force the passage door to open, unless there is a silent laser cutting device, Otherwise the entire bridge will be alarmed."

"Fuck... don't these guys in the bridge eat? Even the passage to the restaurant is blocked? It seems that there is only one passage from the deck to the bridge."

"The three meals for the players inside the bridge are all delivered by the deacon who is responsible for chores in this area. As for the access to the bridge, from the current structure and observable places, it is indeed only the one on the top deck... …"

"Wait! Cooper, what did you just say?" Qi Lin suddenly interrupted Cooper.

"The passage to the bridge..."

"No, the last sentence!"

"The three meals for the players inside the bridge are all delivered by the deacon who is responsible for this chores..."

Qi Lin glanced at the time. It was almost dusk now. According to the internal schedule of the mutual aid association, under normal circumstances, the time for distributing food for dinner is usually around 6:30 to 7:00.

Of course, those players who need to solve the food problem by themselves are not included.

"Cooper, hurry up, search, where did the food in the bridge come from!"

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Ding Xiaojiang was an apprentice chef in a five-star hotel in the old days. The so-called apprentice chef meant, in layman's terms, it was just a small worker who was in charge of laying hands.

A few years ago, Ding Xiaojiang’s daily work was chores such as choosing vegetables, washing vegetables, and cutting vegetables. But a few years later, the surface has long been turned into a wasteland, and the five-star hotel he once worked has also become It was in ruins, but he still did such a job.

It's just that the ingredients that he needs to process have changed from various delicacies of mountains and seas to frozen meat pieces and yellowed vegetable leaves dug out from tin cans.

Although the work is tedious and boring, as a deacon who works in the holy ship’s kitchen, Ding Xiaojiang can receive at least 60 resource points a week, which allows him to be paid at least weekly in the real world. After eating meat once, you can also take a bath with secondary water.

The time is now 6:40, and a hot pot of hodgepodge is carried by two players onto the cart, and the shelf under the cart is filled with dinner plates, chopsticks and spoons.

This pot of chowder is made from more than a dozen cans of pork, plus a small amount of vegetables and seasonings, and a lot of potatoes. Although the appearance does not look very good, it is already a very hearty meal on the waste soil. For dinner.

Ding Xiaojiang greedily took a deep breath of the aroma of the chowder, then covered the pot, pushed the cart and walked to the bridge. This pot of chowder is the dinner of the knights on the bridge tonight. As for His own dinner consisted of a few cooked potatoes and a pinch of coarse salt wrapped in canvas in his backpack.

"Eh, I don't know if this assessment can pass..." Ding Xiaojiang said to himself while pushing the cart. Three days ago, he signed up for a new round of selection by the Knights Templar. If he could become a Knight Templar, his status and treatment would be much higher than that of a low-level deacon. Good luck. If that is the case, maybe you can get a serum of mutant creatures. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

The results of the first round of selection will come out in the next few days. If you fail, you can only wait for the next time. Of course, as a loser, he can also choose to join the Knights Reserve. It’s just a friend of Ding Xiaojiang’s last time. Just after joining the reserve, there was no news, which made Ding Xiaojiang couldn't help but dispel this idea.

His belief in the mutual aid association is not so fanatical. Like many people, he joined this huge organization only to survive. After spending so long in the mutual aid association, Ding Xiaojiang naturally understood the concept that the reserve is equal to cannon fodder. If he really joins After the reserve, it is almost impossible to become a full-time Templar.

While thinking about these things, Ding Xiaojiang pushed the cart and walked to a secluded corner. Suddenly, he seemed to hear a slight wind behind him, and then he felt a heavy blow on the back of the neck. Yihei, fainted.

Just when Ding Xiaojiang's fallen body was about to knock the cart over, Qi Lin stretched out an arm and caught the deacon of the mutual aid association who had just been knocked out by him.

Dragging Ding Xiaojiang into a narrow alley, Qi Lin first peeled off his coat, then **** his hands and feet, and gagged his mouth. Finally, Qi Lin pulled over a few squashed cardboards. The box was covered on Ding Xiaojiang's body.

Ding Xiaojiang’s figure is half a head shorter than Qi Lin. His uniform is quite tight when he wears Qi Lin. His waist and cuffs are a lot shorter, but this is not a problem. Anyway, it is due to shortage of supplies. For most players, it’s good to have clothes to wear, regardless of whether it fits or not.

After activating the Concealed Ring and changing his appearance and id, Qi Lin pushed up the cart with food, and calmly pushed it towards the bridge. 2k novel reading network