"Damn it, why can't I hear the word 'ding' now? It feels so awkward!" Pan Han couldn't help but twist his butt.
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Time flies and the departure date has arrived.
These days, He Yong has been very cooperative. He just eats, drinks, defecates and urinates every day, and there is someone to serve him.
Pan Han and Cheng Xiao tried to restrain themselves, but they couldn't help themselves and had sex. Cheng Xiao said that she didn't know if it was the last time and didn't want to leave any regrets.
It was 5:00 AM, the dawn was just beginning to break, and everyone had gathered at the main gate. After a quick check, He Yong was put in the passenger seat of the SUV, and the convoy was off!
Lao Liu stood on the watchtower, looking at the people leaving with tears in his eyes. The man weighing more than 200 pounds cried like an idiot in an instant.
The two bases are 300 kilometers apart and it only takes 2 hours to travel at full speed.
"Why didn't you tell me that this broken car could go so fast when I was practicing driving last time?" Pan Han sat in the passenger seat of the truck, holding the handrail tightly with both hands, and asked Cheng Xiao nervously.
"Aren't all the cars here capable of driving at this speed? Is there any need to explain this?" Ever since Cheng Xiao used a riding trick to make Pan Han fly up last night, she now speaks in a rather arrogant manner.
"Beauty, this is a truck! Are you driving it at 200 km/h?"
"If you think it's too slow, go take an off-road vehicle. That one can go up to 400!"
Only then did Pan Han realize that the performance of motor vehicles in the apocalypse was so good!
"Do we have enough oil?"
"I just filled it up before leaving. A full 100 liters! It's definitely enough for a round trip!"
Holy crap! This truck, including the cans, must weigh at least 5 tons, and it's going so fast. It's been over 600 kilometers round trip, and it can't even use up 100 liters of fuel?
Pan Han found something was wrong, so he quickly took out his little notebook and did some math.
"With such weight and speed, in my world, at least 30 liters of oil are needed for 100 kilometers. 600 kilometers round trip, that's 1,800 liters. And here we can't even use up 100 liters! In other words, 1 liter of gasoline in the apocalypse is equivalent to at least 20 liters on my side!" Pan Han's hands began to tremble as he calculated!
"Fuck, I'm going to get rich again!"
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