This time, the reply of "Pangu Creatures" was quite fast:
"Get all the items and follow the plan of the 'Salvation Army.'"
"Saying this is equivalent to not saying it." Long Yuehong, who has always been loyal to the company, couldn't help but complain.
After all, it is 108,000 miles away, unless "Pangu Creature" has fantasy technologies such as space folding, curvature navigation, and wormhole shuttle, it can only be watched.
Long Yuehong originally hoped that the company would give some information about the "New World" powerhouses that could be used, or let the intelligence personnel lurking in the "Salvation Army" provide some assistance.
As a result, nothing!
After thinking about it, he found a good reason for "Pangu Bio" - the company did not have much information about the "New World" powerhouse, and there was no "old tune team" that could fight against the "New World" returnees, and the "Salvation Army" had strict reviews, and the company had no intelligence personnel who could successfully lurk, or even if they joined the "Salvation Army", they could only hover on the edge and play no role.
At this time, Long Yuehong heard a rustling sound.
He turned his head sideways and saw Shang Jianyao take out a neatly folded piece of paper.
"This is?" Long Yuehong made a puzzled voice.
Shang Jianyao smiled back:
"Other preparations."
Additional preparation...... Jiang Baimian vaguely had a bad premonition.
Immediately afterwards, Shang Jianyao unfolded the paper, revealing the various patterns depicted on it.
"The Heavens Hold the New Year's Blessing Picture"!
Bai Chen, Long Yuehong and Jiang Baimian all fell silent, watching Shang Jianyao put the "Heavens Holding the Year Blessing Picture" on the table, bowing once, bowing again, and bowing three times.
"What kind of preparation is this?" The honest Gnava asked.
"Pray for protection." Shang Jianyao replied seriously, "As the saying goes, sharpen your gun in battle, and you will not be happy if you don't like it."
You also know that it is a last-minute sharpening gun! Jiang Baimian roared in his heart.
However, she still has some expectations for this:
The "Old Tune Group" has been watched by many elders, and it may carry the chips of one or a few of them, and theoretically, it will be more or less blessed.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the elderly are on the wide network, in that case, if the "old tune group" cannot withstand the "doctor" level and cannot reach the predetermined "place", it will definitely not receive additional help.
After Shang Jianyao finished worshiping the "Heavens Holding the New Year's Blessing Picture" and put away the paper, Jiang Baimian motioned for Long Yuehong and others to stuff the radio transceiver into the box, and put the crate containing the military exoskeleton device and bionic intelligent armor on the back, while frowning slightly:
"I am only worried that Commissioner Wong's plan will not achieve its goal.
"Do you remember that 'assassin'? She is a subordinate of the 'Doctor', good at hiding herself, and now she may be hiding somewhere nearby, collecting information for the 'Doctor', and when the time comes, it will not be a secret which team we and the sleeping one in Wubei joined.
"Regarding the ability characteristics and corresponding costs of that 'assassin', we have told Commissioner Huang before that he should be on guard." Bai Chen was not too worried about this, "The 'Salvation Army' should have the means and ability to circumvent such spying."
The price of that "assassin" is symmetrical obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Yes, yes." Long Yuehong quickly echoed.
Jiang Baimian nodded slightly:
"Yes.
"I can remind Commissioner Huang later."
The "old tune team" that had been prepared for a long time quickly packed up the belongings and carried them behind, planning to go downstairs later, go straight to the jeep, stuff all the things in, and then follow the arrangement of Commissioner Huang to mix all the way and leave northern Wuzhou along the Yuelin River.
It didn't take long for them to hear a loud and noisy clattering sound.
Jiang Baimian raised his eyes and saw seven or eight dark black armed helicopters flying over from far to near.
They landed in the empty parking lot of the "Gray Earth Hotel" one after another.
"That's right......" Jiang Baimian's heart moved, and he probably understood Commissioner Huang's strategy.
After several teams went up separately, as soon as they flew into the air and interspersed back and forth, the "assassins" on the ground couldn't tell which helicopter the "old tune team" and the sleeping one in northern Wubei was.
She couldn't follow a car behind a helicopter, which was a speed limit and a matter of height.
Moreover, the helicopter space is limited, and after being stuffed with personnel and equipment, it is impossible to squeeze out another "invisible man", which rules out the possibility of the other party blending into the correct team.
Well, the "assassin" can also hold the landing gear of the helicopter and follow it into the air, but Commissioner Huang should prevent this...... Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief and said to several team members:
"Okay, let's go down.
"It looks like we're going to have to say goodbye to our Jeep for a while."
Obviously, the "old tune team" will be evacuated by one of the helicopters, and when they reach safety, their jeep will be driven by the "Salvation Army" to meet them.
"Yes, team leader!" Shang Jianyao and others responded in unison.
Then, they followed Jiang Baimian, carrying tactical backpacks and carrying different crates, out of the door, and down the stairs to the ground floor.
At this moment, there are many more trolleys in the parking lot of the "Gray Earth Hotel", and hundreds of "Salvation Army" soldiers wearing black uniforms, standing in an orderly and upright posture near the back door of the hotel.
In addition to them, there were about a number of government officials and staff dressed in blue straight clothes.
Jiang Baimian glanced at and saw two acquaintances, one was Hong Guangming, director of the Northern Wubei Immigration Department, and the other was Shen Kang, the hotel manager.
These people are not standing so neatly, and their expressions are different, which is indescribable.
"Director Hong, why did Commissioner Huang suddenly let us gather here?" Shen Kang knew Hong Guangming, suppressed his voice, and asked.
In his opinion, Director Hong is an old subordinate of Commissioner Huang and should know some inside information.
Hong Guangming, who is less than 1.7 meters tall and has undergone mechanical and electronic transformation on his left arm and right leg, touched his sparse gray hair and replied in a bad temper:
"You ask me, I ask who is going?"
Shen Kang was still uneasy:
"You don't want to investigate us, right? If there is no problem, follow the army, and if there is a problem, be cannon fodder......"
Hong Guangming turned his body and glared at Shen Kang and said:
"What's the problem? What problems can there be?
"Everything here is spelled out by us one knife and one gun, what's wrong with getting more benefits?
"Save all mankind? Who still believes this these days? It's just shouting slogans! Look at the people above, most of them don't believe it, everyone can see how their children are doing!"
Shen Kang looked at Hong Guangming's mechanically electronic left arm and right leg, and did not dare to respond, so he could only muttered in his heart:
Didn't you believe it to death at the beginning?
During the conversation between the two, Commissioner Huang led the staff and security guards around him to the steps.
He said in an unusually loud voice to the young soldiers in black uniforms and the government officials dressed in blue:
"Gentlemen, there is a difficult task to choose from among you.
"This mission is very dangerous, but don't worry, I will participate in it myself!"
Seeing a pair of eyes looking at him, Commissioner Huang nodded and added with a serious expression:
"I cannot deceive you, according to our 'Salvation Army' tradition, similar tasks must be explained in advance.
"Among them, I cannot say anything about the secrecy regulations, I can only tell you that this mission is of great importance and will affect the foundation of our 'Salvation Army', and its danger level is ......"
Speaking of this, Commissioner Huang paused for a moment before saying:
"Ten deaths without life!"
He didn't mention that only two or three of them were like this, and the others still had the possibility of survival, after all, no one could say which two or three teams would be destroyed.
Hearing that there were no lives, the entire parking lot suddenly felt a little commotion.
The originally well-disciplined "Salvation Army" soldiers showed panicked and fearful expressions on their young faces.
They are willing to accept orders and fight the enemy, but it does not mean that they will not be afraid and do not want to retreat when faced with a deadly mission.
The government officials who have been out of the front line for many years or have never experienced these things are even more unbearable, and they have turned their attention to those soldiers, as if to say that this is your business, don't implicate us.
Commissioner Huang's eyes swept over these faces, and he sighed silently and said:
"This time, we are mainly voluntary, and those who are willing to stand up will be rewarded according to the highest standards, and your family members will also receive corresponding preferential treatment.
"Okay, those who are willing to participate in this mission will line up to the left!"
The entire parking lot suddenly fell into a dead silence, and many people looked at me and I looked at you, but their legs were weak and it was difficult to take that step.
Tens of seconds passed, and only a few people showed the idea of being willing to join.
At this moment, someone shouted loudly:
"Lao Huang, don't embarrass these young babies, leave it to us old immortals!"
Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and others followed the reputation and saw twenty or thirty people wearing different styles of aluminum pots walking into the parking lot.
The leader was Zhang Lao, who was wearing a "Salvation Army" uniform until he turned white.
Zhang Lao walked to the front of the team step by step, turned around and faced Commissioner Huang.
Then, he removed the aluminum pot from his head, revealing his gray-haired and wrinkled head.
He looked at Commissioner Huang and laughed at himself:
"Many people think that we old guys are conservative, stubborn, rigid, and have psychological problems, and we wish we could die sooner.
After saying that, Zhang Lao's expression was solemn, and he put his feet together and said:
"Commander Huang, Zhang Wangyuan of the second battalion reports!"
Following him, the old soldiers of the "Salvation Army" wearing aluminum pots successively removed the aluminum pots that blocked their eyes and "protected" their heads, each straightened their bodies, and shouted loudly:
"Commander Huang, Liu Ming of the regiment headquarters reports!"
"Commander Huang, Zhou Kaiqi of the third battalion and fourth company has reported!"
……
Hong Guangming, who was standing in the team of government officials, looked at these familiar faces, and his expression suddenly became quite trance-like.
He seemed to have returned to the beginning, to the era when the blood was still burning.
Commissioner Huang also had a moment of trance, and then nodded with emotion.
His already straight body became more and more straight, his feet were retracted, and his legs were brought together.
Seeing this scene, Hong Guangming's mind buzzed for a moment, and he felt that there was a passion in his heart that was no longer difficult to suppress.
He limped out of the team and solemnly saluted Commissioner Huang:
"Commander Huang, the second battalion company Hong Guangming reports!"
Commissioner Huang exhaled with relief, then stretched out his right hand with a solemn expression and pressed it to his left chest.
Then, he looked around and shouted in a loud voice:
"For all mankind!"
Zhang Lao, Hong Guangming and others raised their right hands, pressed them to their left chests, and responded in unison with the most solemn and pious attitude:
"For all mankind!"
The young "Salvation Army" soldiers and those government officials looked at this scene with blank expressions, and it was difficult to recover for a while.
At this moment, next to Shang Jianyao, who was wearing a black trench coat and black sunglasses, a small speaker with a black face on a blue background sang hoarsely:
"I don't want to die in the loneliness of failure
"I don't want to live underground all the time
"Material hoax
"Ants in a hurry
"People without ideals are not sad
"He's not sad!" (Note 1)
Note 1: Quoted from "People Without Ideals Are Not Sad", New Pants Band
(End of this chapter)