A bunch of idiots!

They can't think straight, they only see the gains and losses in front of them.

Ivante was so angry that he simply stopped talking. At worst, he could just have his limbs amputated.

The conference room was extremely silent.

The captain thought for a few minutes, "Give them the plane."

Helping people to the end, sending Buddha to the west, Ivante spoke again, "Send away the Chinese survivors at the base as well."

The most valuable planes were given, and a batch of supplies were sent to the survivors of the base, and the hunting team was asked to escort them to the Arctic coast.

Since they did it, they had to do it beautifully, so that Jiang Ning and Huo Yi would deeply feel that they were sincere.

The captain had no objection. "You go and make the arrangements."

Ivante breathed a sigh of relief. "Please rest assured, I will do a good job of this matter and let the survivors of other countries see that we are friendly and peaceful. I guarantee that they will follow us wholeheartedly in the future."

The captain agreed and did so!

Zhao Quan waited anxiously, feeling extremely anxious.

After waiting for about an hour, Ivante hurried out, "Jiang, I tried my best, and the captain finally agreed."

Jiang Ning was relieved, "Thank you."

"It should be, who said we are friends." Ivante showed a generous smile, "In addition, all Chinese survivors in the base can also leave. We will organize a team to escort them to the Arctic landing port and let your compatriots return home safely."

This answer was expected by Jiang Ning, but he was still very moved and gave him a big hug.

Fighter planes need enough space to take off.

The Russians are still quite capable, and they immediately sent people to the warship to clean up the runway.

Ivante is very scheming and specially asked the Chinese survivors to clean up.

Dozens of survivors were stunned when they saw Zhao Quan wearing an air force uniform with a five-star badge on his chest.

The numb and haggard faces were first shocked and surprised, and soon their cloudy eyes were covered with mist.

Ivante shouted, "My friends, your country has established a safe base, and it is here to take you home..."

He said a lot of nonsense, saying that the friendship between the two countries will last forever, thanking the Chinese survivors for helping to build the base with their sweat, etc.

It sounded better than singing.

They knew it well, but they just put it on for others to see.

The weather in the Arctic was cold, and the survivors couldn't cry even if they wanted to. Many of them bit their lips tightly.

They couldn't tell whether it was reality or a pipe dream.

"My fellow countrymen, I was sent by the Hwaseong base. When crossing the Arctic, the plane broke down. Fortunately, with the help of my compatriots and my Russian friends, I had the opportunity to return."

Looking at his compatriots who had suffered from the hardships, Zhao Quan was also emotional. "Don't worry, the country's warships have arrived in the Arctic area and will take you home in a few days."

Many survivors looked up, trying their best not to let their tears fall, otherwise their faces would be frozen.

After the emotions subsided, they actively cleaned the runway.

He Tianming was among them. He looked at the person standing shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Quan.

Although he was wrapped up with only a pair of eyes exposed, he could still recognize it as Jiang Ning at a glance.

It was really her, just like a few years ago, silently lending a helping hand behind the scenes without asking for anything in return.

Safe base? It should be the dawn she mentioned before.

The elevator door slowly opened, and a fully fueled fighter plane was pushed out.

The runway was cleared, the plane was in place, and ready to take off at any time.

Zhao Quan took a deep breath and saluted Jiang Ning. Thousands of words were condensed into one sentence, "Thank you, take care."

He didn't know why she was reluctant to leave, but he could

only choose to respect her. Without her help, he would have no chance to return to the blue sky, and hundreds of survivors in the Arctic might not be able to go home.

The black fighter plane slid faster and faster, flying across the curved runway, rushing into the sky like a sharp blade.

Jiang Ning looked up at the sky and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Goodbye, my hometown that I can never return to.

...

The news that China established a base and the country sent troops to the Arctic to pick up the survivors and take them home soon spread throughout the base.

The survivors of other countries were envious and disappointed. What about their countries?

Some Koreans were unable to accept their inability and banged their heads against the wall. "Shit, Shit, Shit!"

The South Monkey was furious, but pretended to be indifferent. In his heart, he was jealous to the point of madness.

The little notebook had a quick mind and found the Mao Xiong who was managing the survivors. He gestured in broken Chinese, "I have yellow skin and black hair... I am Chinese. I can sing the national anthem..."

The Mao Xiong, who was drunk, had a bad temper and whipped him hard, "Get out of here!"

The runway of the warship was cleaned up, and a group of emotional Chinese survivors returned to their residence. The

Mao Xiong was very good at superficial work. From now on, not only did they not have to work, but even the food for their companions was improved by two levels.

Yang Weimin kept taking deep breaths, but he couldn't calm down. He murmured, "Old He, you didn't lie to me. There is hope.

Our country is still there, and we have a new home..."

Then he buried his head and cried, "We can go home, Ajie is waiting for me at home..."

Compared with the excited Yang Weimin, He Tianming was much calmer.

He knew very well that it was Jiang Ning and Huo Yishen who made everything happen today. If they hadn't dealt with the Russian bear, they would not have been able to leave.

I just don't know if they will leave?

Ivante was eager to treat the disease, so he drove the snowmobile to the sky.

From a distance, Jiang Ning saw two figures standing on the snow hill. They were Huo Yishen and Doudou.

As soon as he stopped the car, Huo Yishen came to meet him.

Before Jiang Ning could speak, Ivante started yelling, "Huo, I almost broke up with them for you, and now I've got this done."

Huo Yishen said politely, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, who says we're friends?"

A fire was lit in the igloo, making it very warm.

Huo Yishen chatted with Ivante, while Jiang Ning went into the house to prepare for the operation.

There was no special medicine for anti-virus, but it still had to be done.

Jiang Ning took a needle to draw a tube of saline, and after getting ready, he came to the snow house.

Ivante's eyes widened, "Jiang, is this a special medicine that can fight viruses?"

It felt... not like it, it looked very cheap.

Jiang Ning remained calm, "Hmm."

Ivante was highly skeptical, "Is it like this?"

Jiang Ning was unhappy and rolled his eyes. "What's the matter? What do you think it should look like? This is a military medicine. The raw materials are very precious, so the production is scarce. Soldiers who are not of sufficient rank are not qualified to use it. There have been natural

disasters for many years, so where does the fancy outsourcing come from? That's a trick you Westerners use to fool consumers. We Chinese don't like to play that game.

Don't look at its cheap price. The key is that it can cure diseases and save lives. If you don't believe it, you might as well not take it. It's safer to have an amputation."

As he said this, he pretended to throw away the needle.

Ivante was so scared that he quickly stopped her, "No, of course I believe you, I'm just asking out of curiosity."

"I'm very disappointed in you." Jiang Ning was relentless, "You questioned our friendship."

Ivante, who didn't want to amputate, quickly apologized, "Jiang, I'm ashamed of my behavior."

Huo Yishen next to him couldn't bear to watch it, embarrassed and afraid of being exposed, he turned his head and looked away...