Spring rains in the wasteland are inexpensive, not because of their high frequency, but because the rainwater is mixed with trace amounts of radioactive particles that carry radiation wherever the rain visits.

Of course, today's rain is many, many times less harmful than the rain in the years after the nuclear war.

Although the rain that falls on the human body nowadays is basically not fatal, no one is stupid enough to put themselves under a curtain of water unless it is absolutely necessary.

The romance of rain is the exclusive memory of people in the old days, and unfortunately, they are all dead.

For those who live in the wasteland today, the rainy day is not a good day at all, because they can only hide under the eaves, look at the heavy rain in front of them with empty eyes, and pray that the rainy day will soon pass.

In this era of extreme material scarcity, in this barren land, hard work may not be able to survive, but no work will definitely not survive.

Hu Laosi was a member of the Black Saints, wearing a shabby straw hat on his head, a heavy gas mask on the outside of his mouth, and walking on the circular corridor outside the second floor of the satellite receiving station with an M16 rifle with the butt removed.

Between the railings is a bunker made of cement bags, which can defend against incoming bullets and protect the people in the corridor.

The situation in the area east of Gem City is relatively peaceful for a while, and bandit groups large and small are safe and sound, and in this situation, there is little need to worry about being attacked in a rainy environment, just keep an eye out for living corpses roaming in the wilderness.

Those things are a big threat to unarmed people, and to bandit organizations, in most cases, they are tantamount to moving targets for gun training.

Hu Laosi walked around two steps at will, and was about to take off his heavy gas mask, pick up the cigarette on the chair at the door and take two puffs, when he suddenly found a different color breaking into his field of vision.

He looked through his monoculars and saw that the guy walking on the road was not a thoughtless living dead, it was a large living man wearing a special suit for the Vault, and it seemed that the other party's purpose was clear, it was the satellite receiving station where he was.

"Someone, hands up." When someone came into range of the M16 rifle, he raised his gun and shouted loudly.

The man was empty-handed, and showed no malice.

"I came here with a recruitment notice on the wall, and I hope to join you." As he spoke, the man pulled a piece of paper from his jacket pocket and shook it away from him.

The rain line quickly wet the paper, but Hu Laosi still saw the familiar picture very easily, the familiar slogan ------ "Dreams will set sail from here, and the Black Saints welcome you, the brave of the wasteland." ”

"Ha, it's another stunned young man who was deceived by the boss's rhetoric."

He has selectively forgotten the fact that he was also deceived by the recruitment poster.

"Hey, pheasant, go outside to pick it up, there's a new person coming."

After Hu Laosi finished speaking, he replied faintly from the room on the first floor: "This kind of ghost weather doesn't make people sleep peacefully." ”

The closed door of the satellite receiving station opened, and two bandits with guns came out of it and walked towards the people standing in the rain.

Yes, the person who came to the satellite receiving station in the rain was Tang Yan, who had not left Gaojiazhuang for a long time.

"Boy, are you from the Vault?" The pheasant came to him, looked at it carefully for a while, and said.

Tang Yan had a gloomy expression on his face: "Yes, the living corpses have captured our shelter, and they ...... They all died, and I was the only one who escaped. ”

Another bandit with a gun very rudely ripped off the bag he was carrying behind him and unzipped it.

"This is a gift I have brought to you...... It's a pity that I fled in a hurry and only took out a few bottles. ”

The bandit who rummaged through the bag didn't listen to him at all, and after seeing the wine bottle in his bag, the whole person looked like chicken blood, pinned the gun to his back, and held a bottle of wine in one hand and shouted excitedly towards the corridor on the second floor: "Hu Laosi, do you see it?" It's wine, the wine of the old times. ”

Hu Laosi nodded with satisfaction: "Chang Wu, I told you a long time ago that the job of recruiting people is a fat gap. ”

Chang Wu didn't seem to hear what his companion said, and couldn't help but fiddle with the four bottles of wine.

"Give me this bottle...... The bottle was for Hu Laosi, and the last bottle was for the boss. ”

The pheasant walked up to him and slapped it: "Is there a bottle of wine?" Do you have a free bottle? ”

Chang Wu's brain has never been bright, but when it comes to eating and drinking, he is more shrewd than anyone else: "If you are the boss of the Panda Man Legion and the Razor Man Demon, it is best to send two bottles of wine." ”

"Who is our boss, have you forgotten what he likes best? What he admires most is Western culture, where there is no such thing as a good thing coming in pairs. So you have a bottle and I have a bottle of Hu Laosi, and then I give the boss a bottle, there is no problem at all. ”

Pheasant's eyes widened, as if he knew Chang Wu for the first time: "You guy......"

Tang Yan stood motionless, watching the three bandits talk about how to distribute the four bottles of Lang wine, and said it with high interest, completely ignoring his existence.

If these people knew that there were three full cases of Lang wine in the storage space attached to the StarCraft system, I don't know how excited they would be.

Just then, a gunshot rang out overhead.

The three people standing downstairs in the rain were startled, turned their heads to look behind, and saw a black shadow falling to the ground in the middle of two dead trees not far away.

Hu Laosi raised the body of the gun and said with a smile: "The fifth one today." ”

The pheasant waved his head at Chang Wu.

The man stuffed the Lang wine in his hand back into his bag with an unhappy face, and said to Tang Yan: "New here, follow me to move the living corpse away." ”

Tang Yan pretended to be frightened, rubbed in place for a while, gritted his teeth and followed Chang Wu to the two dead trees.

The satellite receiving station is far from the city, and it is rarely frequented by hordes of living corpses, and the small number of living corpses that have been scattered here are not a threat to the Black Saints.

Chang Wu walked between the two dead trees, grabbed the feet of the living corpse, and deliberately gave the head of the bullet to Tang Yan.

He cursed in his heart, shivered with the pungent smell and lifted the shoulders of the living corpse, and walked to a large pit on the west side of the satellite receiving station as the other party instructed.

The living corpse should have been a woman before she died, and although a large part of her hair had fallen out, there were still some sticks to the skull, and the blood that overflowed from the wound flowed down, staining the shelter suit on Tang Yan's body.

When he came to the satellite receiving station, he didn't pay attention, and when he walked to the side of the big pit, he saw that there were many living corpses densely piled inside, some were shot in the head, and some had their arms or legs broken, in short, it was very disgusting.

Throwing the living corpse into the pit, Chang Wu went back, he squatted down with his back to the three people, and kept retching on a nearby tree.

"Hahahaha, what a rookie." Behind him came the sound of pheasant laughter.

When Tang Yan returned to the front of the gate of the satellite receiving station, the system sent feedback and obtained 3 reward points.

This means that the three bandits have initially lowered their guard and begun to accept him.

"Hey, new kid, what's your name?"

Tang Yan looked up at Hu Laosi and casually said a name: "Li Xiang." ”

"Come, come, come, you come up."

He obediently ascended the stairs next to him to the circular verandah outside the room on the second floor.

Hu Laosi threw the M16 rifle to him and pointed to a dead tree in front of the left: "See, ...... there"

His gaze lingered on the gun lying in his arms for a while, and only then did he react, and he followed Hu Laosi's direction and saw a slow-moving figure behind the dead tree.

"Here, try your marksmanship."

Tang Yan's gaze moved between the gun and the living corpse for a moment, then lifted the gun to his face and pulled the trigger hard.

Click, click, click......

No bullets were fired, only the sound of the trigger being pulled.

"Hahahaha." Hu Laosi's laughter came from behind him, and the mockery was obvious.

"You should pull the bolt before pulling the trigger."

Tang Yan showed a sudden realization expression, pulled the bolt of the gun according to his instructions, aimed at the living corpse behind the dead tree again, and pulled the trigger with his index finger.

Dada-da.

This time the bullets went out, but unfortunately they all flew into the sky.

"Hey, hey, that's enough, my blind marksman." Hu Laosi held down the barrel of the gun and took the M16 rifle from his hand: "You are really lucky to be able to come here from Vault 1001 like this." ”

Tang Yan was panting heavily, his face flushed as if there was a fire burning.

At this time, the pheasant came out of the room on the first floor and looked at the corridor on the second floor with a puzzled gaze.

Hu Laosi shot a shot to solve the living corpse that was attracted by the gunfire and ran towards the satellite receiving station, and said indifferently: "This kid's marksmanship is bad enough." ”

The pheasant didn't say anything, and motioned for Tang Yan to follow him to carry the corpse.

Hu Laosi's behavior seemed to tease the newcomer, but in fact, Tang Yan knew better than anyone that this was the tentative behavior of that person.

can be arranged by the boss of the Black Saints to recruit newcomers to the satellite receiving station, and he is definitely not the kind of unintelligent bandit with a big head and a thick neck, at least he has considerable observation and scheming.

Just as Hu Laosi said in a joking tone just now, being able to come to the satellite receiving station from Vault 1001 unarmed is a very suspicious thing in itself.

Fortunately, his acting skills are good and his performance is very good, which dispelled Hu Laosi's concerns.

Throwing the living corpse into the pit and returning to the satellite receiving station, his bag was gone, Chang Wu took out a set of worn leather armor and clearly told him that it was a relic left by his dead companion.

He didn't refuse, and obediently took off his dirty shelter suit and put on a leather armor that barely protected him from stray bullets.

After the replacement, he looked at himself in the closed-circuit monitor, and he really had a bit of a bandit temperament.

Well, if you have a scorpion tail tattooed on your face, it would be perfect.

The pheasant sent a text message to the people at the base.

In this collapsed world, the telephone network has long been paralyzed, and the way for pheasants and others to communicate with the base relies on walkie-talkies, rather than more cumbersome communication radios, which shows that the base of the Black Saints is not far from the satellite receiving station, considering the terrain factors, it is only 8-9KM at most, and if it is farther away, it is beyond the communication range.

The reason why Tang Yan pretended to be a rookie very hard, and was very obedient to let Hu Laosi and others send him, because he knew that the satellite receiving station was not the base of the Black Saints, and it would be useless to solve the three of them by violent means, even if he forced the location of the base, it would be impossible for him to annihilate the bandit group alone, it was better to find a way to sneak in first, and then act at the opportunity, anyway, all the weapons are in the system space and can be taken out at any time.

As the saying goes: the strongest fortress is also the easiest to breach from within.

After disconnecting from the base, the pheasant took him to the back room, but he didn't expect that there were two newcomers before him, who were lying on a dirty mattress for resting, with cups and chopsticks for drinking water on the table, and a shabby chessboard in the corner, next to the scattered chess pieces.

He lay down on the sofa against the wall, waiting for Hu Laosi's arrangement.