However, despite this, Qi Lin still kept a low profile as much as possible, not only hid the railgun in his backpack, but even took off the relatively high-end tactical equipment on his body, and only carried a Type 56-1 assault rifle that was quite worn out in his hand.

The 56-1 assault rifle is an old assault rifle designed and produced by China nearly 100 years ago, imitating the world's most famous assault rifle "AK47", at that time due to backward concepts, the 56-1 type was once called a "submachine gun", using 7.62x39mm rifle cartridges, as a fire support weapon in the team.

Later, with the installation of Type 81-1 assault rifles and Type 95 assault rifles, these retired "56 Chong" became the equipment of the Chinese militia in the wasteland era, and players in the Huaxia area could easily find this kind of gun from some mothballed old era arsenals.

I have to say that the reliability and durability of the equipment of the AK series, these weapons have been produced for more than half a century, and they are usually negligent in maintenance, but they are still easy to use, and even many players think that the weapons produced in those factories are simply shoddy, and they can't be compared with these antique guns with excellent performance.

Take the LT-01 assault rifle produced by Thunder City itself, although it is also a rifle with an imitation AK structure, but limited by the production conditions on the wasteland, both the materials and the polishing workmanship of the parts are far inferior to the weapons produced in the Huaxia military factory in the old era, at best, it is better than the AK made in those small handmade workshops in the Middle East and Africa, the failure rate is extremely high, and the situation of jamming and jamming is not uncommon.

Most of the weapons used by the private army of the consortium alliance that attacked the Iron City were new-generation rifles, and the most common ones were modern firearms such as Remington ACR and AK12, and antiques like the Type 56 were basically not used.

Therefore, Qi Lin hanging such a gun on the street would not attract the attention of those Templars.

Now, at Qi Lin's feet is one of the three most prosperous streets in the Eastern District, which seems to be completely unaffected by the close war, and the only thing that has changed is that there are many mercenaries and hunter-like players gathered together to discuss the war in the Western District in a playful tone.

There were even a few hunters from the non-mutual aid associations, who opened a market on the street with a hippie smile, but they bet not on the victory or defeat of the two sides, but on whether the invaders can knock down the mansion of the red-clothed protagonist in the West End before they are completely destroyed.

After the initial panic and confusion, the players have also calmed down, and after figuring out that the invaders are only a few thousand people, these people have completely ignored the forces of the consortium alliance.

Thousands of people, attacking a city of more than 100,000 people, and in this city, there are three or four thousand regular Templars alone, seven or eight thousand "reserve knights", and tens of thousands of people who can fight with weapons, plus those players in the city who are backed by a mountain-like supercarrier, no one in the city thinks that this battle will be lost.

Even if a pig who doesn't know anything is put in the commander's position, as long as the pig does not give the order to surrender to all personnel, it is impossible for the steel city to be defeated by a few thousand people.

Oh no, even if the pig ordered all the people to surrender, the brainwashed fanatics would ignore its orders, kill all the invaders, and then make the pig into a fragrant roasted whole pig.

I don't know if the old brain of that side of the force has entered the water, and it will only send such a small number of people to attack the Steel City, what is the difference between this kind of behavior and hitting a stone with an egg?

Qi Lin glanced at it when he passed by, and found that most of the players couldn't bet, in their opinion, with a large number of power armor, hundreds of Templars, and thousands of temporarily armed mutual aid club players, it was enough to resist the pace of the attack of the private army of the consortium alliance, not to mention that the cardinal of the western district even issued a bounty for assisting in defense, under the temptation of a large number of resource points and interests, many foreign players who had already run to the eastern region, many of them were ready to go back and earn a good bounty.

Qi Lin had no interest or time to participate in the players' gambling game, pulled down his hood, lowered his head, and his steps seemed to be unhurried, but he was walking at a very fast speed, time was very important to him, and every minute of delay, the success rate of the whole plan would drop a little.

Although now in the eyes of those players who do not have an in-depth understanding of the battle situation, the private army of the consortium alliance is dragged down by the ragtag army of the mutual aid association, but the real combat strength of the private army of the consortium alliance Qi Lin knows that it is definitely much higher than that of the Knights Templar, if it were not for the fear of the missile strike on the supercarrier, he deliberately slowed down the attack, otherwise, I am afraid that at this time, Lei Kui is already standing in the mansion of the cardinal of the West District.

"Master, the nearest line is to turn left twenty meters ahead and cross that alley, but I hear something that seems to be coming from the alley." Cooper's voice rang in Qi Lin's ears, and now it played the role of a GPS navigator.

"Voice? Is it an ambush? Qi Lin's footsteps slowed down quietly.

"Probably not, there is a man's laughter, a man's scolding, and a girl's crying and begging for mercy." Cooper replied.

"Bullying? Robbery? Or is it a strong x? Qi Lin hesitated for a moment, and finally walked towards the alley, as long as it wasn't an ambush for him, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, time was urgent, and the price of choosing a detour was something Qi Lin couldn't afford.

As soon as she turned into the alley, Qi Lin saw a girl in a dirty plain white dress with a tear-stained face curled up in the garbage heap in the corner, and three men with fierce faces were surrounding her, one of them, licking her chapped lips while playing with a sharp knife in her hand.

In just a dozen seconds before Qi Lin stepped into the alley, Cooper had already told Qi Lin everything that happened in the alley by analyzing the audio content: this girl was a girl in the Steel City who sold her body in exchange for food, and these three big men were the head snakes on a street in the East District, and the cause of the dispute between the two sides seemed to be caused by the girl's failure to pay the protection money in time.

"Brother Xu...... I really don't have any points...... I haven't received a ...... in days Got the business......" The girl said with her head bowed, her shoulders shrunched, and she sobbed.

"No money? That's easy to do, you're a chicken anyway, let my brother be cool, I'll give you a few grace days, how about it? The big man who was playing with the knife said with a lewd smile.

“…… Please...... I...... I can't ......" The girl clutched her lower abdomen and shrank back.

Qi Lin noticed that there were obvious traces of dried blood on the inner thighs of the girl, and there were also some traces of lesions on the originally smooth leg skin.

One of the three seemed to notice this, and he leaned into the ear of the big man who spoke at the beginning, and whispered, "Boss, this little Bichi seems to be infected with something...... I'm afraid it's ......."

"Sick? Radiation sickness? The boss was stunned, and directly grabbed the girl's thin arm, dragged her over, and lifted the girl's skirt with the tip of the knife.

Except for this skirt, the girl had no clothes inside, and in an exclamation, the private parts were suddenly exposed to their gaze.

"Tsk...... It's all rotten and pus, no wonder this little lady hasn't picked up customers for the past few days, and it seems that the protection fee can't be paid. The boss glanced at the girl with disgust, and with a big push, he overthrew the girl to the ground.

"That'...... Boss, what are we going to do with her? ”

"Tie it up, throw it at the dock yard, and the beggars won't dislike whether she's sick or not." 2k reading web