Chapter 205: Salt Road

"He has the qualification of a "c" citizen, which is mainly based on the reward given to the public during the riot period. We have contacted all the patients he has treated, and none of them recurred or worsened. He is very famous in the neighborhood where he lives. It is recommended by the managers in his area that he can get to know Deputy Head Wang Biao and treat him. I have carefully investigated every link, and everything is logical and there is no suspicious part."

The riot caused extremely heavy losses to Yinyue City. In order to avoid such incidents from happening again, Lin Xiang vigorously strengthened the militarized control and intelligence collection in the city. Under his arrangement, Cobert, who had just undergone parasitic transformation, had Samsung's strength, was appointed as the head of the General Administration of Intelligence, to conduct comprehensive monitoring of the city and be responsible for the collection and infiltration of external intelligence.

Looking at the photo of Sutt Land Walker pasted in the upper right corner of the file, Lin Xiang slowly frowned.

He had a good memory and clearly remembered the name he had heard in Liujin City. According to the prisoner's confession, there was also a rebel among the rebels of Commander Wang Yi. This guy's profession was also a doctor, and... he was also the creator of the terrifying corpse man who was not afraid of bullets.

Now, there is also a Doctor Rand Walker in Hidden Moon City. What is the connection between the two?

Or, are they just two people with the same name, surname and profession?

If it is the second type, the chance of coincidence is too high. There are doctors in Yinyue City and Liujin City, but there will definitely be no two doctors called Rand Walker.

"Did he have any abnormal actions? Or special remarks that are detrimental to maintain stability?" Lin Xiang raised his head and turned his attention to Cobert.

Cobert shook his head: "From the intelligence analysis collected, this person has an upright character and a very gentle temperament. He has no haters, nor has he ever made any comments on the management committee or the law. The hospital once invited him to serve as the attending physician, but was rejected. Except for the patients, he rarely took the initiative to communicate with outsiders. As for Deputy Head of the Group, he encountered it by chance when distributing holiday rations. Of course, it is not ruled out whether there is any possibility of intentional doing it."

Lin Xiang leaned his toned body back on the back of the chair, held his left hand in front of his chest, and supported his chin with his right hand. With the separated food, his thumb gently rubbed his cheeks, which could clearly feel the rough stubble.

"Arranging someone to keep an eye on this guy and monitor him for twenty-four hours."

After sitting quietly for a few minutes, Lin Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly and said thoughtfully: "In addition, let the hospital conduct a comprehensive examination of Wang Biao's body, focusing on whether there are abnormalities in the cells and genes. If any problems are found, detain Land Walker immediately."

It was very cold, but the snow on the ground was very thin. A few dry branches grew out from the cracks of the stones, as if a thin bone without flesh was stretched to the extreme, trying to grab the thick radiant clouds suspended in the sky and create a few drops of water that they urgently needed.

There is light, but the sun cannot be felt. The whole world is covered with half-gray and half-dark clouds. Although it is winter, when there is no wind, it even makes people feel more uncomfortable and suffocating than the stuffy summer.

The off-road vehicle speeds east along the road left by the old era. The wide tires crush the snow to the left and right sides. The dirty snow mixed with black and yellow mud fell on the distant people, quickly staining them with whiteness into dirty spots like ulcers on the syphilis patients.

Lin Xiang held the steering wheel and pressed the accelerator slightly on his toes to keep the vehicle motivated enough. While observing the road ahead and the surrounding conditions, he occasionally glanced at the compass placed in the passenger seat.

This is an old highway that passes through the edge of Yinyue City and is connected to the spare access road. When you clear the snow on the road, you can see the cracked asphalt surface. Most of the guardrails on both sides of the highway have rotten. If you push them hard, they will make a harsh and crisp sound, and they will easily break like cracked branches. The signs hanging above the road are already rusted. Except for barely being able to see a few incomplete numbers, place names, lines, directions and other relevant information that the old highways must have, can't be found.

In addition to food, Yinyue City consumes the most daily necessities, salt.

Although Lin Xiang has a deep hatred for killing people and seizing the city, he has always maintained a very friendly trade relationship with Sosbia and Ferdinand. Among them, Ferdinand's cotton fabrics and Sosbia's salt are the two largest parts of the trade project. Although Bergson of the Luton family and Antonio of the Aresandro family do not like Lin Xiang, and even hates this suddenly rising young man to the core, they like the motorcycles and batteries used by Yinyue City and themselves for exchange. For this considerable profit, coupled with various factors such as force and stability, the two families selectively remain silent about their previous hatred, and instead deliberately create a harmonious and complementary good trade atmosphere.

No one knows how long this situation can last, but cotton and salt are like two Damocles swords hanging above Lin Xiang's head at any time. Especially the latter, although Yinyue City has built a large number of underground warehouses and used them as strategic materials for reserve, Lin Xiang understands that once Sosbia cuts off supply, Yinyue City will fall into a salt waste within five months.

Bergson is a smart man.

Previously, Galgassoni Castle was tragically killed, which made him understand that Lin Xiang was the target he could never provoke. However, he was not willing to watch Yinyue City rise in the wilderness. The only thing he could do was to restrict Lin Xiang in terms of material supply.

Bergson did a very clever job. He did not directly reject Yinyue City's trade requirements, but instead used the excuses of weather, natural disasters, manpower, etc. to gradually reduce the salt supply share of Yinyue City.

Regarding this matter, Blanche and Sosbia had negotiated many times, and Glifiz and Elena also transported large quantities of salt materials from the direction of Emma City, and at the same time opened up more business roads and trade projects. Due to the secret operations of the Luton family, these measures had little effect and could not completely change the trade pattern.

Although Yinyue City is not short of salt, its supply is in danger. As mayor, Blanche repeatedly warned that if trade is continued according to the current supply, Yinyue City will have to reduce its salt rationing share to civilians. This will not only affect the city's attractiveness to refugees, but may also cause a new round of panic within.

Instead of choosing to break up with Sosbia, Lin Xiang ordered the executive branch to continue to maintain trade with the Luton family. At the same time, he led the specially selected commando teams to look for new salt production all the way east.

The fleet is not large in size. Apart from Lin Xiang's off-road jeep, there is only a standard model of "Strick" wheeled armored vehicle, and an armed truck with bulletproof armor.

The "Vulture Mercenary Group" still maintains the same way as in the past to improve combat effectiveness through missions. Members who have recently joined the City Guard need to receive training. The indigenous people who have just obtained blood transformation and evolved into parasitism are fighting and adapting to hidden positions in the valley under the leadership of Yang Hua. In order to prevent "claws" and deal with various sudden events, while also facilitating action and increasing supply carrying capacity, Lin Xiang only brought out a veteran with level eight evolutionary ability, and nine new warriors who have just experienced riots and received rations of level five evolutionary potions.

The wreckage of a car that was rusty and rotten was lying on the side of the road. The paint surface of the body surface was almost completely peeled off, revealing an iron-red mezzanine mixed with large black spots. The hood at the top of the car was flipped upwards and a very stiff corner was bent. The snow and dust piled on the surface of the cover seemed to desperately press it back to its original position, but it was firmly blocked by a bolt that had long been rusted. It could only maintain this state of being mounted in mid-air, like a metal monster with a big mouth open.

The convoy slowly stopped. An officer wearing a skeleton Knights' standard combat suit and embroidered with sergeant's logo on his shoulder jumped off the armored vehicle, took out a radiation detector from his backpack, carefully pulled open the metal probes folded at both ends of the machine, and inserted it into the soil under his feet.

Most of the car wrecks left over from the old era were piled up in once densely populated ruins such as cities and villages. This has also become an important symbol for the wasteland world to judge the environment. Generally speaking, the more car wrecks appear, they are either severely radiated areas attacked by nuclear warheads or mildly polluted areas that have not been hit.

"Safety index is a hazard-free area."

Squadron satisfies his detector, strode to the off-road vehicle, takes out the marching map from his backpack, marks the detailed numbers with red marks at the corresponding position, and respectfully handes it to Lin Xiang.

Looking at the map and calculating the actual distance between him and Yinyue City, Lin Xiang nodded lightly. Suddenly, he turned around and looked at the armored vehicle following him from the side mirror on the right side of the car body, and asked, "How is Molly? How is her mood?"

Molly is a girl. During the riot, she was incorporated into an armed civilian. She and an old man guarded the entrance of Forty-Seventh Street to the inner city. Due to her outstanding combat performance, she was recruited into the city guards and became an alternate member of the "Vulture Mercenary Group".

This is a very strange girl. She is very beautiful but rarely speaks. She seems to have an instinctive resistance and rejection towards men. At the same time, she also shows unusual fanaticism about fighting and killing. Her training scores for recruits are much better than anyone in the same period, but in the individual fighting event, six male confronters were seriously injured on the spot. If the instructor had not intervened decisively, she would have even been so crazy that she used her teeth to tear the throats of those people.

The recruit training department included her on the list of dangerous elements that must be supervised. After multiple inquiries by the Management Committee, it was finally learned from the old man who was guarding her that this poor girl was once taken by the rioters, and all the relatives involved were killed in that tragic chaos. (See Section 195)

"As before, I don't speak, and I don't know whether she is happy or angry."

The sergeant sighed and shook his head: "This is not a good sign. I have read her related information. This girl is only fifteen years old. If she keeps like this, she will be really useless in her life."

The new generation of humans in the wasteland world grew very fast. At the age of thirteen, it was equivalent to the physiological level of adults around 18 to 20 in the old era. This was also the minimum standard for the training period of the reserve armed personnel in Yinyue City. This is not a special case. In fact, many family institutions including Sosbia and Ferdinand also used this as the basis for judging whether the population in the territory was adult.

"Try to take care of her as much as possible. Some things can only be solved by herself."

As he said that, Lin Xiang put away the map in his hand, retracted his body back to the driver's seat, and said aloud: "Pay attention to the surrounding environment, speed up, and strive to find a place to spend the night in the room tonight."

Tielong Town is less than two hundred meters away from the highway. Standing at the top of the armored vehicles, it is easy to find this prominent refugee settlement.

To be precise, this place is not a real town, but an old-style train composed of fifteen cars. Due to derailment, it deviates from the original route of travel, and is crooked and twisted together, forming a temporary camp for living in the wilderness.

There are no common warning towers in large and medium-sized settlements here, and there are no obstacles such as barbed wire or fences around them. Occasionally, a few curious faces appear from the windows next to the side of the carriage, and just flash by, and then quickly disappear behind the thick partitions.

Without protection, this is actually a means of self-protection for refugees in the wilderness.

This means that there is nothing worth attracting in the town, with little water and food, or even very lacking. Thieves and bandits usually don't have an interest in such places, and family agencies will not send troops to occupy these areas with no development value. The residents of the town are not very armed, and a pistol, or possessing a slightly sharp knife, may make you the supreme ruler of all the residents here.

The roar of the vehicle engine broke the almost dead silence of Tielong Town. Following the walkway next to the highway, the convoy that controlled the speed slowly drove down the dirt slope. On the snowy ground mixed with dead shrubs, two ruts with clear wheel prints were crushed, and slowly drove into the town surrounded by dilapidated train cars.

Lin Xiang pushed open the car door and walked off the off-road vehicle. Behind him, the soldiers carrying the armored vehicles also jumped down one after another, quickly guarding all the points worth noting, and glancing back and forth with vigilant eyes.

Looking up at the dark sky, Lin Xiang walked to the half-open metal door, looking at the surface of the door wall with a knife, brushed it with yellow/color paint across the edges, and could barely determine the pattern of the wine glass. He smiled, pushed the door and walked in.

Like the old ways in which the upright male and female appearances represent toilets of different genders, this symbol also represents the tavern in the wasteland world.

The bar is not large in size, and only nearly two-thirds of the area in the long and narrow carriages are used for guest seats. Judging from the layout and seating arrangement, it should be an old-fashioned dining car.

Several worn-out men sat on the chairs fixedly connected to the carriage, silently staring at Lin Xiang who had just walked into the room. The content of his eyes was different, indifferent, jealous, envious, and alert... No one spoke, and the only sound was the crisp sound of the liquid swallowing down his throat.

The door opened, and the sergeant with an assault rifle on his shoulder walked in.

"No abnormalities were found, it was safe, I just talked to the hotel owner and he had enough room to arrange for us to spend the night."

Lin Xiang nodded: "Arranging the sentry on duty to make it easier for everyone."

This is just an ordinary camp for refugees to live in, and the townsmen are all ordinary people without evolutionary ability. The members of the team with the worst strength also have level five superpowers. As long as there are no outsiders suddenly appearing, spending overnight in such places is actually much safer than camping in the wild.

The owner of the bar is a middle-aged couple. The boss is not tall, his thin body is hunched like a shrimp, and his face is filled with a charming smile. He feels like a soft man without a spine.

In contrast, the boss's wife is much taller. Not only is she two heads taller than her husband, she is also as strong as a well-developed cow. The white shirt soaked in gray and oily can only barely wrap her rough body, and a pair of terrifyingly large breasts almost squeezed out of her top. Her arms were very thick, her skin was very pores, and her surface was covered with thick, long and hard black body hair. If it weren't for the pair of fleshy bulges on her chest, which were about the size of a basketball, she would probably not believe that she would be a woman with such a huge body.

The bar offers only two foods - baked potatoes and double-headed beef. Clean water in the wilderness is very precious, especially in particularly water-deficient areas. It is generally only used to quench thirst and rarely cook food or cleanse the body.

There is only one type of wine that is light in color, which is not very yellow, and the bottom of the bottle contains a lot of impurities. Although the boss's wife repeatedly promised that this was the best whiskey in the store, Lin Xiang had no desire to open a bottle and taste it.

The roasted potatoes taste so sloppy and the beef is half-baked. Although the chef's skills are far from satisfactory, these things have very little radiation and are cheap enough. Lin Xiang only spent six nine millimeters of bullets to get enough food for eleven people to eat.
Chapter completed!