Wasteland Code Survival

Chapter 332 Snowmobile
The biting cold wind began to blow more and more, and dirty snow mixed with radiation dust began to fall from the sky. This was obviously not good news for Qi Lin's sniper.

Qi Lin put on the hood on his coat, and pulled up the windshield hanging around his neck—now this wind speed can be regarded as a strong wind, almost reaching eleven or twelve meters per second, even the wind on the distant hillside Those soldiers had to hold tightly to the swaying ropes, otherwise they might be blown by the wind and roll directly to the foot of the mountain.

Qi Lin looked back at the alliance's camp, and saw that the sleeping players had been woken up, and the faint white lights that flashed when they went online were also constantly lighting up in the camp.

If you can survive this night, then tomorrow morning, when most of the alliance reaches the front line, they can directly launch a general attack on the Gray Ridge Mountains. If you can't survive, how many of the thousands of players here can It is unknown if he returned to the outpost camp alive.

Qi Lin pulled the bolt, pushed the third electromagnetic bomb into the barrel, found a random target, and pulled the trigger—at this distance and in this harsh environment, Qi Lin was not sure whether he could hit the target or not. I didn't hold out much hope, however, that bullet just happened to break a rope used by the night raiders to climb up. The six people who were pulling under the rope immediately felt their hands loosen, their feet slipped, and they walked along the road. Falling down a steep rock wall with a slope of [-] degrees.

That location was more than 200 meters away from the foot of the mountain. Even if he didn't fall to his death, his whole body's bones would probably be broken. Although this shot was also missed, the effect it received was better than the second shot.

Those night attackers obviously realized that they were in a very dangerous situation, and each of them began to increase the speed and frequency of putting the rope in their hands, and with their toes on the steep slope, they quickly slid down a dozen meters, and then Only then can I grab the rope, a little more, another ten meters...

Although this looks very dangerous, the difficulty of Qi Lin's sniping has suddenly increased by several levels-the speed and distance of these people's falling are not fixed at all, and the calculation of the advance can only be based on luck.

As for the night raiders who had already landed at the foot of the mountain, they gave up waiting for their teammates in place, pushed out a few snowmobiles from behind a big rock, jumped on them, and rushed towards the alliance camp.

Qi Lin immediately turned the gun. Compared with the human body, the target of the snowmobile is several times larger. Moreover, the opponent is driving towards the direction of the camp, so it is easier to aim.

The fourth shot was fired, and a speeding snowmobile instantly exploded into a huge ball of fire, which was extremely conspicuous in the dark night. As for the three soldiers sitting on the motorcycle, they were blown away by the air waves. There was no chance, and it was directly torn into pieces by the power of the explosion!
"A total of eight motorcycles, one was destroyed, and there are seven...Damn it, it's too late!"

Seeing the power of the snowmobile when it exploded, Qi Lin understood why the Dongying people dared to attack at night with only such a small number of people. Those snowmobiles were probably filled with highly concentrated fuel except for the fuel. Explosives, once they rush into the alliance camp, the consequences will be disastrous!

No wonder the drivers of the snowmobiles are all Japanese, and the soldiers of the Grizzly Brigade would rather go on foot when facing Qi Lin's sniping. They feel that this is a group of motorcycle version of "Kamikaze" who came to play suicide attacks!
After entering the night, a thick layer of frost has condensed on the ground, which can increase the speed to the extreme for snowmobiles, but the Gauss sniper rifle in Qi Lin's hand is loaded with a single shot. Even if the charging time has been cut in half, there is absolutely no time to blow up all seven motorcycles before they rush into the alliance camp.

"Is there anyone?! Can anyone hear me?!" Qi Lin stood up from the ground holding a Gauss sniper rifle, and at the same time quickly put the fifth electromagnetic bomb into the gun chamber, while roaring loudly.

"What's the situation?" Hearing Qi Lin's shout, two players dressed like mercenaries ran over immediately.

At this time, most of the players in the camp have already woken up, but due to the judgment of the lieutenant colonel, everyone is now preparing for the attack of a large army that may surge out of the fortress. For these inconspicuous snowmobiles But no one cares.

"See the snowmobile rushing in the distance? There are explosives on it! There are a lot of them! No matter what you do, don't let them approach the camp! Hurry up! Go!"

Qi Lin yelled at the two mercenaries loudly, and fired a shot at the same time.

But this shot failed to hit the target—the snowmobile that was aimed at seemed to have run over a small stone, bumped violently, and almost turned over in mid-air, but this little snowmobile The accident caused the motorcycle to deviate from the original route, causing the electromagnetic bullet fired by Qi Lin to pass by less than one meter away from the side.

"Grass!"

Qi Lin cursed, held the gun in his left hand, and reached into his pocket with his right hand to get the sixth bullet. However, at this moment, he found that the two mercenaries were still standing there in a daze.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Go!" Qi Lin roared.

"Go...what are you going to do?"

"Call someone! Get all the heavy weapons nearby, whether it's machine guns or artillery, and stop those motorcycles!"

"Oh!" The two mercenaries turned around and ran away as if they had just woken up from a dream. At this time, the nearest of the seven snowmobiles was less than two kilometers away from the camp!

The most terrible thing is that in addition to the seven bomb motorcycles, those Yamato heavy industry players who slid down the hillside pushed out several pre-hidden snowmobiles from nowhere and drove towards the camp— —Obviously, these Dongying people had already planned to attack the camp with self-destructing motorcycles before the daytime battle was decided!

The sixth shot was fired, and this shot finally succeeded in destroying a snowmobile again—now they have rushed into a range of one kilometer, and at this distance, Qi Lin's eagle eye skills are already immune to the harsh environment. Interference, accurately depicting a stable trajectory.

However, not counting the ones rushing from behind, there are still six more!

Qi Lin put his hand into his pocket, but found that the electromagnetic bombs in it had been used up—the electromagnetic bombs used by Gauss sniper rifles have high requirements for accuracy, and are generally sealed and stored. No, the bullets may be corroded or oxidized, affecting the shooting effect. Therefore, Qi Lin didn't have many bullets in his pocket.

On the battlefield, if you run out of bullets, you can open another box at any time, but at this moment when every second counts, it has become a terrible trouble!

(End of this chapter)