After killing the two Redshirt rebels, Qi Lin and Song Xiaodie continued to grope their way through the darkness towards the entrance to the passage.

The passage to Vault 188 was once an abandoned section of the Vault, and Vault workers inadvertently dug through the dusty subway – and despite several minor landslides that killed three workers, the abandoned subway was quickly transformed into a passage connecting the two shelters, and is documented in the Huaxia Underground Shelter Network.

Passing through an intersection, the space ahead suddenly opens up - it was originally excavated to build a new underground farm, but due to the passage, the location of the underground farmland has also been shifted elsewhere.

In front of you is a distribution center similar to the old freight railway station, with containers stacked in the open field, and next to it are two rail cars used to transport supplies and personnel, and below the rail cars, two rails extend into two bottomless caverns in the rock wall.

This is the access to Vault 188.

The station's power supply is independent, so the lighting is still functioning, but there is no figure in the large space, only a few pools of blood on the ground that have not completely dried up, indicating that a battle has just taken place here.

In places like the passage station, even in the slums, there will definitely be garrisons guarded, and here, it has become the target of the Red Shirts for the first time.

The only thing Qi Lin was a little puzzled about was that the Red Shirt Gang didn't send anyone to stay behind after capturing the station, and he didn't know if it was too careless, or the reason why the battle on the front line was too tight.

But for him, it's good news.

Qi Lin looked around vigilantly, and after making sure that there was no movement, he ran to the side of a rail car and crouched down with light and swiftness.

This is a ZV003 freight rail car, the body of a total of one locomotive, three wagons, a total length of 52 meters, a total load of 180 tons, the power source is a small nuclear fission reactor located in the locomotive.

The door at the front of the railcar was not locked, and Qi Lin opened it with a slight push—although the energy used in this railcar is nuclear, it is no different from an old-fashioned train in terms of operation.

After passing through a narrow corridor, Qi Lin got into the cab of the train, only to see that all the glass windows on one side of the cab had been shattered, and a corpse wearing the uniform of the executor fell on the floor of the cab.

This executor should be the driver of the rail car, when the mutiny broke out before, he didn't have time to escape from the cab, he was killed by the rebels who rushed over through the window, Qi Lin squatted down and groped for a while on the corpse, fortunately, the key to start the rail car was still on the executor's body, and it was not searched by the rebels.

Picking up the key, Qi Lin stood up, but at this time, Song Xiaodie, who followed in, suddenly let out a coquettish cry and threw him to the ground at once!

"Phew!!"

A gunshot rang out throughout the silent station, and Qi Lin only felt that Song Xiaodie's abdomen was constantly gushing out of his abdomen, and when he reached out and touched it, his hands were completely bloody!

"Grass!!"

Qi Lin immediately picked up the 56 and a half, and through the reflection of the window glass on the other side, he could see a redshirt rebel holding an old bolt-action rifle with a scope half-crouching on top of a shipping container, the muzzle of the gun in his hand had been aimed at Qi Lin's cab.

"Hiding on top of a container......"

This position happened to be the blind spot of the route Qi Lin had run in before, so he didn't notice a rebel sniper lying in ambush on top of the container at all.

It would be much easier to determine the position of the other party, Qi Lin quickly got up, raised 56 and a half is a shot, the gun rang out, and the whole process was less than half a second.

"Fluttershy! Where is the wound?! After killing the rebel sniper, Qi Lin immediately threw 56 and a half aside, squatted down, hugged Song Xiaodie in his arms, and asked repeatedly.

"Belly... There... It hurts......" Song Xiaodie gasped violently, in pain.

Qi Lin hurriedly tore open Song Xiaodie's clothes, only to see that the shot just grazed the edge of the bulletproof insert and drilled into Song Xiaodie's abdomen, leaving round bullet holes on the surface of the abdomen, and blood was constantly pouring out of the bullet holes, dyeing the originally white and smooth abdomen as white and smooth as clotted fat into a bright red.

Qi Lin put his hand on Song Xiaodie's back again, and found that there were no bullet holes on the other side - that is, the warhead was still in Song Xiaodie's body.

"I'm so cold...... It's so sleepy......" Song Xiaodie moaned under her breath, her eyelids about to close.

"Don't sleep! Don't sleep! Qi Lin roared, shredding a piece of clothing for Song Xiaodie to bite, then pulled out the dagger and began to disinfect it with a lighter.

Hans had taught Qi Lin on the battlefield in surgery to deal with gunshot wounds, but that didn't mean the surgery would necessarily save the life of a person who had been shot.

The sharp dagger cut the wound, and in an instant, more blood gushed out, Qi Lin hurriedly took out a piece of gauze from his backpack and pressed it against the edge of the wound, while slowly probing the tip of the dagger into the wound.

Although the bulletproof insert did not block the bullet, it greatly reduced the kinetic energy carried by the bullet, so the shot did not hit deeply, and the dagger penetrated less than a third, and the tip had already touched the hard bullet.

Qi Lin kept wiping the blood with the gauze in his hand, at this time, the gauze had already absorbed the blood, and a light squeeze could squeeze out a lot of blood, but Song Xiaodie's wound was still overflowing with blood, and her face became more and more pale.

"Bear with me, it'll be fine soon-"

Qi Lin said, the tip of the dagger was raised, and then two fingers of his other hand stretched out, and the bullet was firmly clamped, and it was taken out of Song Xiaodie's body.

Taking out the bullet, Qi Lin continued to hold the dagger, cutting off the necrotic flesh near the wound bit by bit - if these necrotic tissues were not cut out, the wound would not only not heal, but would also have a great risk of infection.

Suddenly, Qi Lin found that Song Xiaodie's moaning had stopped since he had just taken out the bullet, and when he turned his head to look, he found that the girl's eyes were closed and she had passed out.

"Don't die...... Don't die......"

Shaking off the minced meat on the tip of the knife, Qi Lin opened the backpack - fortunately, he had prepared it beforehand, so the medicine in the backpack was also readily available.

Qi Lin took out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and began to rinse the wound on Song Xiaodie's abdomen, while taking out a cotton wool and stuffing it into the wound, and then, he bit open a bottle of hemostatic powder with his teeth and poured it up.

Finally, the wound is bandaged with gauze and bandages.

Qi Lin placed his bloodied hand on the artery in Song's neck—the pulse was weak, but at least it was there.

"Don't die...... Please, don't die......"

Qi Lin carefully picked up Song Xiaodie and placed it in the back of the cab, then dragged a backpack, took out all the hard objects inside, and put them under the girl's head.

With the current conditions, that's all he can do for Song Xiaodie.

In this empty underground space, the sound of gunfire can be heard far away, and it has taken more than ten minutes to perform an emergency operation for Song Xiaodie, and if there are other Red Shirt rebels here in the slums, they will almost be rushing over.

One last glance at the pale girl, Qi Lin returned to the cab, inserted the key into the console, grabbed the electric switch, and pulled it to the bottom-