There are still more than 600 people left in the camp, but the special salvage team cannot take out the transport ship to take them back.
How to explain the lifting of the fire box for more than 600 pairs of eyes? In addition, the route is too long, and it is too risky to drive the transport ship all the way back.
The special salvage team cannot take this risk.
Xu Kaitai's nuclear submarine can carry people. The regular establishment is 160 people, and it is overloaded with more than 600 people...
This time it is the turn of Jiang Ning and others to hold a meeting.
The Wasteland Continent is too far away from Fengcheng, and it is not realistic to transport them back and forth separately. Driving a transport ship cannot keep secrets and long-distance voyages are too dangerous.
Unless you go to Yingjiang’s military port to rob the nuclear submarine.
This is simply like hanging yourself - you think your life is too long.
Finally, it was discussed and decided to take the risk of driving the nuclear submarine back.
Jiang Ning did not object. If they really encountered an insurmountable storm, they would hide in space, but they could not be discovered by the survivors in the camp. All observation windows had to be closed in advance.
After deciding on a return plan, the next step was to formulate a rescue plan.
There were more than 50 Eagle Sauce soldiers stationed in the oil field, equipped with pistols, submachine guns, grenades, bombs, an armored vehicle, several trucks, etc.
In general, the weapons in the oil field were relatively rich.
A strong attack was risky. If they ignited the oil storage warehouse, it would undoubtedly be a super oil explosion, and it would be no good for anyone if it exploded everywhere.
Jiang Ning pondered, "Do they have armored vehicles like ours?"
Zheng Weili nodded, "They have something similar, it should be the configuration of the Eagle Sauce base camp. They have been to the oil field station, but not as new as yours."
Otherwise, she would not have mistaken Jiang Ning and others for Eagle Sauce.
We cannot attack by force, just send a small team to deal with the key sentries first, and then
fight a coordinated battle. Zhang Chao and Lu Yu were injured and could not participate in the battle.
Huo Yishen asked Zheng Weili to select 100 people with better skills, 10 of them would cooperate in the attack, and the rest would wait for support.
The rest of the people evacuated in two routes, one to the submarine where the camp was in the bay, and then evacuated towards Fengcheng after getting on the submarine.
The other team retreated to the location of the nuclear submarine, and then left with Xu Kaitai and others.
Zheng Weili and others discussed the details of the retreat, and then arranged to organize the survivors to leave.
There were hundreds of people, and some were out looking for supplies. It was not possible to evacuate immediately.
After a busy day, all the survivors were evacuated when the sun went down, leaving only about 100 people.
Zhang Chao and Lu Yu had to evacuate as well, even if they didn't want to.
Since the natural disaster, the three of them have always advanced and retreated together and have never been separated, not to mention that Ding Qi is still in the concentration camp.
Lu Yu said firmly, "Lili, I would rather die than be separated from you."
This is not a joke. If you don't have a strong will, not everyone can persist in a natural disaster.
Lu Yu asked himself many times, what is the reason for persistence?
He has no relatives, he didn't know who his parents were since he was born, and he has even fewer friends who look up to him.
The reason why he is alive is that he can't leave Zheng Weili. Although she is carefree and hot-tempered, she is actually very simple-minded and afraid of loneliness, and she has always been kind to him with all her heart.
What should she do if he is gone?
For more than ten years, although they have not obtained a marriage certificate, they have long regarded each other as their only relatives.
He is afraid of separation and afraid that he will be separated from life and death from now on.
Zhang Chao also disagreed, he wanted to wait for Ding Qi.
In the end, Zheng Weili had to agree, "Okay, even if we die, we must die together."
The three stood on the high slope of the wasteland, watching the retreating team getting smaller and smaller in the distance, and finally disappearing from sight, they couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.
Jiang Ning and others were not idle, and each of them dressed up.
Due to different races, the facial features are very different, and they can only rely on oriental magic to make up for it as much as possible.
After drawing for a long time, they are really somewhat similar.
Huang Mao had a good family in his early years. His parents worked hard on his language training. Not only did he learn four foreign languages, but he also spoke authentic Eagle accent.
The family planned to train him in the direction of elites, but who knew that he rebelled and ran to join the army, and successfully passed the selection of the special forces.
The rebellious choice made him no longer have the opportunity to accompany his parents. He
used to be sad and self-blaming, but later he was glad that they left early and didn't have to suffer anymore.
He died in extreme cold, and there is no pain after sleeping.
Everyone put on a few more clothes, and their burly and big bodies were immediately visible, resembling the flavor of Eagle Sauce.
It was just that Sister Ning got those colored contact lenses from somewhere, and it was very uncomfortable to wear them, but she had to endure it for the sake of the effect.
Zheng Weili was familiar with the distribution of the oil fields, and Ding Qi also secretly spread the news that she had figured out the distribution of Eagle Sauce's sentry points, shifts, and work and rest schedules.
The oil field has three checkpoints, and seeing the lights moving quickly in the distance, they immediately became alert.
They used telescopes to explore and found that they were two moving Eagle armored vehicles.
Just by rushing into the vehicles, the wild speed of the driving, and the personalized moving route, it must be one of them.
But why did they come so late at night?
The wind and sand were stronger at night, whistling in my ears from time to time, and the dust was drilling into my nose.
It was terrible.
The car was getting closer and closer, and the sentries perked up.
Soon, two armored vehicles arrived at the first checkpoint.
Huang Mao, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was holding a cigarette in his crooked mouth, "Hey..."
When the car window opened, the sky-high death metal rocking, the pungent smell of cigarettes, and the strong smell of alcohol came in.
There were men and women, each of them shaking their heads and bodies as if they were on drugs.
Huang Mao stuck his head out and spoke arrogantly, "We sent a special forces team from the headquarters to help you deal with those Chinese who caused trouble..."
He complained as he spoke, cursing the garrison troops for being shit eaters who couldn't even deal with a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, forcing them to rush over from the headquarters, and the happy weekend was ruined.
The sentinels did not receive the news that the headquarters would send people, but they all looked Western, and their rebellious and rude attitude was no different from those who came before.
He dutifully asked them to get off the car and undergo inspection.
"What are you inspecting?" The soldiers were immediately furious when they heard this. "Look at what weapons we brought?" They
cursed, but still all got off the car.
Although they smoked and drank, the special forces were covered with killing weapons.
There were military daggers, pistols, submachine guns, grenades embedded in their military boots...
There were even explosives and flamethrowers in the weapon compartment of the trunk, all of which were genuine Eagle-style.
"Hey, Man..."
The two sentries were pushed aside by them and greeted in various ways.
Huang Mao took out his work ID and a stack of documents, flashed them in front of their eyes, and swore from time to time, with an irritable and impatient expression.
They have higher ranks than them, more weapons than them, and swear loudly. It feels like they will be hit on the head at any time.
In the end, the sentry gritted his teeth and let them pass.
The people in the headquarters are awesome. The people who came down before were just ghosts. We can't afford to offend them!
The two armored vehicles continued to move forward.
Checkpoint No. 2 can observe Checkpoint No. 1, but the two armored vehicles are too eye-catching, and their attention is firmly drawn to them the whole time.
After a while, the sentry's telescope moved back to Checkpoint No. 1, and did not find anything unusual, so he continued to stare at the armored vehicles.
Little did they know that the four sentries at Checkpoint No. 1 had already fallen in a pool of blood...