"Huh? What do you say-"

As soon as the Templar looked up, he saw a bright spark burst out of the darkness, a muzzle flame formed by the propellant not completely burning in the barrel of the gun, and along with the spark, there was a rapid and abrupt burst of gunfire!

"Tubu!"

The Templar felt as if he had been punched hard in the chest and abdomen, and before the pain could reach the cerebral cortex, he felt his body lose control, leaving only darkness in front of him, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and the walkie-talkie in his hand fell far away.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The players of the mutual aid club were suddenly in a mess, some of these untrained players immediately fell to the ground, some of them were panicked, and only about half of them began to raise their weapons and start shooting indiscriminately into the darkness.

Gunshots rang out in the sewers.

Military flashlights are rarer than weapons, and there are only five flashlights among the players of these Mutual Aid Societies, but the five Templars with flashlights are almost immediately named by bullets flying in the dark, after which any player who bends down to pick up a flashlight will not be shot by the person's mysterious attacker.

As a result, no one tried to pick up the flashlight again, and the two sides shot at each other in the dark.

For Qi Lin, darkness does not exist, but for players in the Mutual Aid Society, they can only rely on the flame of the muzzle to determine Qi Lin's approximate location.

It's just that Qi Lin adjusts his position every time he pulls the trigger, and those players of the mutual aid club can't hit him with a single shot at all.

The distance between the two sides was a hundred meters away, and in fact, at this distance, even on the bright and empty ground, if these players who had not received professional training shot at Qi Lin, they might not be able to hit, let alone in the extremely dark sewers.

Qi Lin shot at the players of the Mutual Aid Society, and kept getting closer, and in the time that the distance between the two sides was shortened to about fifty meters, Qi Lin finally ran out of the first magazine.

The Type 56 rifle had a magazine of thirty rounds, and Qi Lin killed a whole eleven people with these thirty rounds.

Lying on the ground and quickly changing the magazine, Qi Lin jumped up all of a sudden, and another series of long point shots killed the four players who turned around and wanted to escape.

He can't let these people go back, as long as one is released, the mutual aid association will definitely send more knights to hunt him down immediately, and the next time he will have to face, it will not be these ordinary people who can't even shoot accurately.

The terrain in the sewer is special, and it is impossible to use a large killer weapon like a railgun, and if you go down, maybe the entire passage will completely collapse, burying him and the players of the mutual aid club alive in it.

Qi Lin pulled out Tokarev's pistol from his waist with his left hand, held the Type 56 with one hand in his right hand, opened the bow left and right, and pulled the trigger again and again - from the first shot to the last mutual aid player to hang up, the whole process took less than two minutes.

Putting away his weapon, Qi Lin walked to the side of the corpse, motioned for Cooper to disarm the signal interference, and then bent down to pick up the walkie-talkie on the ground.

“…… Hiss...... Hey, hey! …… Hiss! Squad 015?! …… Hurry up and answer! …… Hiss...... We heard intense gunfire above, and it happened below...... Hiss...... What happened? Hurry up and answer! ”

As soon as the distraction was lifted, a man's nervous and impatient voice came from the other end of the intercom.

Qi Lin glanced at the walkie-talkie and put the brain on his wrist next to the microphone of the walkie-talkie.

"Team 015 reports that we have just been attacked by a large number of bloodthirsty rats, and one person has been killed in the battle, and now the threat has been lifted, and no target has been found yet, and we will continue to carry out the search and arrest mission, over."

Cooper's voice came from the speakers of Zhi Brain, almost identical to the Templar who had been killed by Qi Lin earlier.

“…… Hiss...... Bloodthirsty rats? …… Hiss...... Got it, you guys go ahead on your mission...... There is a discovery...... Hiss...... Report now......"

The voice on the intercom had calmed down, and it seemed that Cooper had been believed.

Qi Lin casually hung the walkie-talkie on the shoulder strap of his backpack, threw away the Type 56 assault rifle in his hand, and picked up a better 81 bar from the corpse of a Templar, and picked up six magazines of thirty rounds.

In fact, there are more advanced Type 95 rifles on the side, but in the wasteland, most of these small-caliber rifles are not as popular as large-caliber rifles, for no other reason, small-caliber rifles may be okay to hit people, and when facing mutated creatures, the shortcomings of insufficient power become obvious.

For example, most of the new guns mass-produced in military factories in some wasteland cities are based on the AK and FAL of the old era, and not only that, but the caliber of guns is also developing towards a larger and larger trend.

Of course, there is also a reason for the increasing number of evolutionary players, weight and recoil are no longer the limits that limit the power of individual weapons - if Qi Lin wants to, he can completely hold an old godmother with a firing point 50 BMG as a submachine gun.

The mutual aid association seems to have determined that there is only one person in Qi Lin, and these players, not to mention heavy weapons, do not even have a grenade.

However, on the backs of the two tall Mutual Aid Society players, Qi Lin found a backpack stuffed with clean water and dry food.

After replenishing the food and water a little, Qi Lin finally checked all the corpses, and after making sure that they were not pretending to be dead, he began to run towards the exit of the sewer.

There was not much time left for the agreement with Cheng Yanqiu, and those bloodthirsty rats and the search team of this mutual aid association wasted Qi Lin's time for almost half an hour.

Although he didn't know if the others had encountered any obstacles on the way, Qi Lin didn't want to be the one who was late.

There are so many forks in the sewers that it's like a huge underground labyrinth. Fortunately, Cooper got the engineering structure drawings left over from the construction of the sewers in the computer in the old military port area, and Qi Lin didn't have to worry about getting lost at all.

Moreover, after killing the Rat King, Qi Lin did not encounter other mutated creatures, but saw a lot of mutated creatures and human bones along the way, it seems that the sewer system of this steel city should have been ruled by bloodthirsty rats before.

Qi Lin ran for twenty minutes, and the front of the sewer finally revealed a glimmer of light in the distance.

"It's finally time for the exit." Qi Lin was overjoyed, and sped up a little faster.