"But why do the J people in Pingxi City want us to hand over the owner of 'Hope Supermarket'?"
Du Xingze didn’t know what they were thinking, but this matter was not over yet!
"Uncle He, when will you give them a big gift?"
He Zhenze sighed. Of course he wanted to give them gifts, but they had many of his compatriots among them.
What if one accidentally hurts them?
Coupled with their shameless style inherited from their ancestors, they might even use their compatriots as human shields.
"This is not easy to do!"
Du Xingze knew that this matter could not be rushed as the development of the base was still in progress.
Judging from the current situation, it is not a good time for them to fight back.
But the other party has come to provoke us, and swallowing our anger is not a good tradition of the Chinese people.
At least we should reciprocate.
"Uncle He, haven't those psychics in your army ever seen actual combat?"
He Zhenze's eyes lit up.
Since they were recruited into the army, their daily training has just been one of them training themselves, with at most some friendly exchanges with each other.
It is said that the best training is actual combat.
"They haven't been training for long, and now they're in a real fight. I'm a little worried about whether they can do it."
"Maybe a face-to-face fight won't work, but Uncle He, have you forgotten the tactics that we Chinese are best at?"
He Zhenze looked up at Du Xingze in surprise. The method Du Xingze mentioned was indeed feasible.
This was the tactic that was first used by the older generation of martyrs.
Guerrilla tactics.
Using this tactic might not completely wipe out the group of people in Pingxi City, but it could eliminate a small part of their forces.
What's more, it's not just the psychics who are going there, but also other soldiers from the army.
"Can you produce that energy gun?"
"We can't achieve mass production. We've barely produced five so far. Given the current number of crystal cores, we can only use them sparingly."
He Zhenze felt a little disappointed when he heard that there were only five.
There are not many crystal cores, so even if a hundred or eighty energy guns are produced, they will not be able to be used.
"However, ten swords have been made that use crystal as energy."
He Zhenze's heart was beating fast and he looked at Du Xingze with resentment in his eyes.
This naughty kid, can't he just speak in full sentences?
Why are you breathing so hard?
"Fifteen energy guns should be enough."
Zombie crystal cores are too rare, so he decided to send people to survey the surrounding area tomorrow, no, later on, to see if there are any crystal mines!
He Zhenze wanted to let them practice.
I couldn't help but start planning how to fight this battle to the fullest.
Seeing He Zhenze looking thoughtful, Du Xingze stopped talking.
His gaze shifted to Jing Yao not far away.
Jingyao drew the ball for more than 20 minutes, and added another 10 minutes just in case.
A full thirty minutes later, she carefully pulled the tube back out.
At the same time, Jiang Li brought his two students to disinfect the tubes.
After everyone had moved away, Jing Yao carefully removed the isolation shield.
In a small area, the ground was charred black, and not even a trace of the original drone wreckage was left.
Jiang Li stepped forward wearing a gas mask and monitored the surrounding air.
The alarm didn't sound, it seemed Jingyao smoked quite cleanly.
The master and his two apprentices were about to go back with the vacuum cleaner.
Further testing is needed to find out what is inside.
Seeing that she had nothing to do here, Jing Yao also wanted to say goodbye. After this incident, He Zhenze would definitely have to hold a meeting with all the leaders.
Du Xingze left with Jing Yao.
After they walked a few steps, Jing Yao suddenly remembered that Meng Mingyuan seemed to have some dealings with Du Xingze.
"Do you know where Meng Mingyuan went?"
Jing Yao asked this question on purpose. If she didn't ask this question, how could people know that Meng Mingyuan was now in the hands of the J countrymen.
"Didn't he migrate with Anjo?"
Jing Yao shook her head.
"I didn't even see him on the road. I asked around at the base, but no one knew him."
Du Xingze frowned. He knew that Meng Mingyuan and Jing Yao were classmates.
Jingyao has an off-road vehicle which was given to her by Meng Mingyuan.
Thinking of this, Du Xingze felt a little sad.
But he quickly suppressed the feeling.
Now that Meng Mingyuan is not at the base, it's no wonder that Jing Yao, as an old classmate, is worried.
What's more, Meng Mingyuan is his junior, and the two families often have business dealings.
"Mr. Du, did Mr. Meng and the others go to my grandparents' house?"
Wenfeng was originally some distance away from the two people, and only vaguely heard them say that Meng Mingyuan did not come to the base.
As the most capable secretary of the Du Group, familiarity with Mr. Du’s interpersonal relationships is the first requirement.
"Maternal grandparents? Where is his maternal grandparents' home?"
Jing Yao knew that Meng Mingyuan had gone to Pingxi City, but she didn't know that was his maternal grandparents' home.
"like···"
Wenfeng frowned and thought about it.
"Mrs. Meng's family seems to be from Pingxi City. Yes, it is Pingxi City."
The three of them could not hide their surprise in their eyes. Meng Mingyuan's life or death in Pingxi City was uncertain.
No, it should be said that the entire Meng family is in a precarious situation in Pingxi City.
The three of them didn't know what to say for a moment.
Continue walking forward in silence.
When they reached the fork in the road, Du Xingze called Jingyao.
"Don't worry too much, maybe Meng Mingyuan is still alive."
Jing Yao was a little confused. Of course she knew that Meng Mingyuan was still alive.
He is responsible for verifying the system every day.
But Jing Yao didn't show much emotion. She lowered her head and nodded, indicating that she understood.
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