Dual transmigration + apocalypse + base building.
Just after breaking up, protagonist Pan Han was bound by a system, gaining storage space.
He transmigrates to the apocalypse, leading a...
"You!" After hearing this, Liu Ying's anger finally reached its peak and erupted like a volcano.
Isn't this just teasing people?
"Young man, I'm here to negotiate. Not to be a hostage." Liu Ying shouted.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the personal bodyguard was shot in the head and died.
The brain matter splattered half of Liu Ying's face, the red and white mixed together, it was very beautiful.
Pan Han slowly lowered his arm, and no one could see when he made the move.
Anyway, my personal bodyguard is dead. He was fine when he came here, but he didn't expect that he couldn't go back.
Plop! The body fell backward and hit the floor hard.
"Do I need your consent?" Pan Han wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and lit a cigarette.
At this time, the captain took out a phone from his pocket and threw it on the table: "Call quickly."
Liu Ying looked at the two of them with a ferocious expression, bit his lip hard, and squeezed out a word: "Okay."
After a series of clacking sounds and a dialing session, Liu Ying said to the person on the other end of the line, "Notify all forces to release the woman and send her over."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Ying threw the phone back on the table and sat down carelessly.
"Come." He stretched out two fingers and gestured to Pan Han.
Pan Han threw the cigarettes and lighter to him. Liu Ying lit one and felt relieved.
Anyway, it's already like this, so what's there to worry about?
"Look at him." Pan Han stood up and turned to leave.
"Yes!" The bodyguard captain took a step forward, staring at Liu Ying with sharp eyes.
At this time, Liu Ying looked like a little chicken.
Pan Han walked out of the room and stretched: "Negotiations are so boring."
After saying that, he went downstairs and called the captain of the committee team, asking him to lead the team to the border to pick up people.
He also called the captain of Ouyang Cong's team and asked them to speed up the construction of the quarantine center and requisition the surrounding houses.
If the women were released, a large amount of room and supplies would be needed to accommodate them.
"Ouyang Cong, send a large number of doctors and nurses with equipment." Pan Han called Ouyang Cong and asked him to make arrangements as soon as possible.
"Yes, Master." Ouyang Cong agreed immediately and asked Ellie to prepare for departure. She would lead the team this time.
Many forces in northern Myanmar received the news of the woman's release.
But no one agreed, only Liu Ying and his team transported more than 700 women from their park to the town.
After Pan Han finished the arrangements, he started to make coffee with great interest.
After a while, the committee leader came running to report: "Report to the leader, the satellite has reported that only one park is gathering women. The others are quiet."
"That's Liu Ying's campus, right?"
"Yes."
"Remember, call me boss from now on!"
"Yes, sir."
"Fuck, call me boss, not Boss. Why are you all like this?"
"Yes, boss."
"Take as many as you can."
"Yes, boss."
The committee captain immediately ran away. 700 women were easy to accept.
Anyway, the quarantine center and doctors are not ready yet, so Pan Han is not in a hurry.
However, this old guy Liu Ying is obviously not good enough.
He can negotiate on behalf of everyone, but if he affects everyone's interests, no one will pay attention to him.
"Hmph, you won't cry until you see the coffin." Pan Han took a sip of coffee, looked towards the north, and said to himself.
At this time, northern Myanmar was in chaos.
The various forces did not expect Pan Han to be so ruthless from the start and actually demanded the release of all the women.
You know, many industries here, such as gambling, pornography, fraud, etc., require women's participation.
It is also a powerful tool to stabilize the army.
Asking them to release the people is like cutting meat with a knife.
Several more radical forces immediately formed an alliance, took out their only few self-propelled artillery, and advanced towards the town.
"Report to the boss, satellites show that the other side has sent out several self-propelled artillery." The committee captain reported via the radio.
"I understand." Pan Han looked at the coffee and drank it all in one gulp.
"Trouble." He looked up at the sky and shook his head.
Then, he walked into the nearby woods, took out his mecha, got in, and turned on stealth mode.
"Take off!" Mecha Pan Han took off.
Two minutes later, several explosions occurred somewhere in northern Myanmar, and all the self-propelled artillery were destroyed.
"Ouyang Cong, check for me which forces sent out self-propelled artillery."
"Yes, Master."
Three minutes later, the data came back.
"So it's your four families." Pan Han remembered it in his mind, waiting to settle the score later.
If the artillery is destroyed, it will be difficult for the enemy to attack with only guns.
Pan Han didn't stay long, but returned to the grove and came out again.
Now, the various forces in northern Myanmar dare not act rashly.
No one can afford to offend the missiles that fall from the sky.
The main problem is that you can't see it! How can you defend against a missile that's fired out of thin air?
Two hours later, 700 women from Liuying Park arrived at the border of the town.
The committee captain brought people to meet the people, and the handover process between the two parties was relatively smooth and there was no entanglement.
When Liu Ying's soldiers saw the committee team, which was composed of both white and black people, they all felt something was wrong.
After returning, the news quickly spread throughout northern Myanmar.
Pan Han returned to the cabin, and the bodyguard captain was still guarding Liu Ying.
"All the women in your park are here. No one from other families is here to send you. Let you go back and ask them to send you here as soon as possible. By the way, tell them that only one family is left." Pan Han saw that the house was filled with smoke and the floor was full of cigarette butts. Liu Ying looked tired.
"Young man, is there any benefit for me to do this?" Liu Ying asked in a hoarse voice with a calm head.
"If you know how to handle the situation, maybe you can be the one that stays." Pan Han thought about it and gave him a glimmer of hope.
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