The water in the skin is not very clean, but in this wilderness, it is good to have something to drink.
Are mere survivors in the wild qualified to touch the patrol team's kettle?
"Thank you, sir," Qu Jianlei thanked him honestly, opened the bag and took six sips.
Six sips were enough. He knew what the water in the skin was for and didn't dare to drink more.
Contamination is inevitable, but as long as it is not poisonous, it doesn't matter if you drink less. The key is to control the degree.
Then he opened another tube of nutritional supplements and swallowed it without hesitation.
Then, he stood up and bowed, "Thank you two adults."
The long-sword patrolman was obviously interested, "Can I still eat it? I also have nutritional supplements here...how many tubes do you want?"
This question was not a friendly one, and he had even begun to wonder: Should he be the banker and gamble?
"Thank you, sir, no more," Qu Jianlei shook his head slowly, "Too much is not enough."
"What is this guy talking about?" someone said, and another one-eyed patrolman came over and looked like a small boss.
Qu Jianlei's wording habits have always been a little different from those of the local aborigines, which can be regarded as a nostalgia for China.
It's not that he can't change it, but he doesn't think it's necessary - others think there's something wrong with his brain anyway.
The one-eyed little boss didn't understand "too much is not enough", but after communicating for a while, he understood what the other party was going through.
"It's just nonsense," the little boss took out a small disc and threw it down, "Test it yourself... can you use it?"
This is a disposable syringe. When you put it on the skin and press it hard, a needle will pop out and inject.
There isn't much liquid in the syringe, but it's no problem to do some simple tests. This is also the most convenient way to test the fallen.
But what he said "you can use it", to Qu Jianlei, was real high technology.
It's a good thing that this person is a small boss, otherwise it would be impossible to take out this thing casually.
Qu Jianlei flipped through the pages for a while, tried to press it on the back of his hand, then raised his head again, and asked with questioning eyes, "Is this so?"
"That's right," the little boss nodded, and couldn't help but mutter, "This guy's observation skills are not bad."
Qu Jianlei didn't know what it was, but it was obvious that he had no right to refuse.
After the liquid was injected into the back of his hand, he felt a wave of heat running along his arm and directly towards his heart, "Ah... this?"
After almost half a minute, the little boss spoke.
"There has been no change. He probably hasn't eaten anyone. Come up here... carry that corpse on your back!"
Qu Jianlei was relieved, but he couldn't help but secretly complain, your detection method is too simple and crude, right?
The sudden heat just now, the user experience is really bad.
However, after all, it is a free testing item that can be taken out casually, and the requirements cannot be too high.
As for getting out of the pit, it is not that difficult, even if you are carrying a corpse.
"Okay, let's get together," the little boss nodded slightly, turned and left, "Business matters!"
Qu Jianlei walked over with the body on his back and saw about twenty scavengers, more than thirty hunters, and some injured.
These are the main force attacking the Fallen, but now, these people are squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands.
There were at least fifty people wearing patrol uniforms around.
Not far away were three off-road light trucks, two armored vehicles, and a dozen motorcycles with wide tires and high wheels.
The light truck is open-top, simple and rough, and has a heavy Gauss machine gun with a ferocious caliber mounted on the manger.
The armored vehicle has a smoothbore cannon in the front and a machine gun on top, making it a powerful weapon.
Off-road light trucks and armored vehicles surrounded Qu Jianlei's group, and there were people on duty on the relevant weapons platforms.
Whoever dares to run around without obeying orders will definitely not see those weapons as decorations.
After Qu Jianlei glanced at it, he dropped the body, walked aside obediently, squatted down and held his head in his hands.
It is said that he is an auxiliary worker and is not the same thing as these people.
But this is a wasteland, and trying to emphasize that you are different is often tantamount to committing suicide.
The only way to go is to follow the crowd honestly.
A group of people got off the larger armored vehicle, led by a young man in his mid-twenties.
This man was very handsome, with luxurious clothes and equipment, but there was a hint of sinister look in his eyebrows.
Qu Jianlei looked at him out of the corner of his eye: He is actually more handsome than me. He must be... a villain, right?
This person walked onto an open-top light truck and spoke with a loudspeaker, "Don't ask me who I am, you don't deserve to know!"
"I'm going to ask a question now. If you answer it correctly, you can live... Who has picked up a pink mecha within ten days?"
This man's aura is so strong that compared to him, the people in the patrol team are as different as kittens and tigers.
However, few of the survivors squatting on the ground were simple. Everyone secretly communicated with their eyes, and no one made a sound.
Seeing no response, the one-eyed little boss spoke up, "Mr. Sai comes from Hongzi Headquarters. This is a rare opportunity."
The General Settlement with the word Hong, which governs all the settlements with the number Hong, is so powerful that ordinary people cannot imagine how powerful it is.
Someone spoke in astonishment, it was Mr. San who was squatting on the ground with one leg, "Mr. Sai, there are a lot of pink mechas!"
The sinister young man glanced at him and snorted, "I want news about all the pink mechas."
The third master immediately fell silent. Based on his experience, he could see that today's situation was not right. Listening more and speaking less was the right way to go.
But the scarred woman with only half of her left ear does not have such keen perception.
She directly asked in a rough voice, "Mr. Sai, this pink mecha...is there any abnormal signs? We can go and ask."
Mr. Sai raised his chin slightly, and with a "bang" gunshot, the scar-faced woman's head exploded instantly.
The scene suddenly fell into deathly silence, with only the sound of "woo-woo" wind blowing.
After a while, Mr. Sai snorted softly, "I'm asking, who gave you the illusion... that you feel qualified to ask me?"
"Don't try to teach me how to do things, you! You! Are not! worthy!"
"We are hunters!" A man stood up and stared at each other coldly, "You are angry in the wrong direction!"
"Eh... you surprise me!" Mr. Sai looked at the other person up and down, but he was not angry, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Fuck you!" The man's feet flashed with flames, and his body rushed over like a cannonball, "Smelly woman... wait for me!"
He and the scar-faced woman were not only close friends, but also agreed to share life and death together.
Human life in the wasteland is not valuable, but there is no lack of blood - no one takes their own life seriously.
The Gauss machine gun rang out, and the man was beaten into a sieve in the air, and his blood was sprinkled in the sky.
But almost at the same time, Qu Jianlei closed his eyes and lay on the ground.
Newly updated to provide you with the fastest way to recruit black physique and practice in the wasteland, Chapter 5 Cold-blooded and Hot-blooded is free to read.