This time, the response of "Pangu Biology" is quite fast:

"Get all the items and follow the plan of the Salvation Army."

"That's what I said means I didn't say it." Long Yuehong, who has always been loyal to the company, couldn't help but complain.

To be honest, he did not expect the company to provide substantial help. After all, he was 108,000 miles away. Unless "Pangu Biology" masters fantasy technologies such as space folding, curvature navigation, and wormhole shuttle, he could only watch.

What Long Yuehong originally hoped was that the company would at least provide some information on the "New World" powerhouses that can be used, or provide some assistance to the intelligence personnel lurking in the "Salvation Army".

As a result, nothing!

After changing his mind, he found a reason for "Pangu Biology". The company has not had much information about the "New World" powerhouses, and there is no way to allow the "old tune-up team" to fight against the returnees of the "New World". The "Salvation Army" has strict censorship. The company has no intelligence personnel who can successfully lurk, or even if it joins the "Salvation Army", it can only wander on the edge and cannot play any role.

At this time, Long Yuehong heard a rustling sound.

He turned his head and saw Shang Jianyao take out a neatly folded piece of paper.

"Is this?" Long Yuehong made a puzzled voice.

Shang Jianyao replied with a smile:

“Other preparation.”

Another preparation... Jiang Baimian had a vague premonition.

Immediately afterwards, Shang Jianyao unfolded the paper, revealing the various patterns depicted on it.

"The picture of the blessings of the heavens holding the year"!

Bai Chen, Long Yuehong and Jiang Baimian all fell into silence, watching Shang Jianyao put the "Picture of the Heavens' Years to Protect the Years" on the table, bowed, bowed again, and bowed three times.

"What preparation is this?" asked the honest Gnava.

"Pray for blessing." Shang Jianyao replied seriously, "As the saying goes, sharpen the gun in the face of battle, and it will be shining even if it is not happy."

You also know that it was a gun sharpening in the face of battle! Jiang Baimian yelled in his heart.

However, she was looking forward to it:

The "old tune group" has been watched by many senile people, and may carry the bargaining chips of one or a few of them. In theory, it will be more or less protected.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the senators are all on Guangsan. In that case, if the "old tuner group" cannot stand the "Doctor" level and cannot reach the predetermined "place", they will definitely not receive additional help.

After Shang saw Yao worshiping the "God of Heavens' Year's Blessing Picture", he put away the paper. Jiang Baimian signaled Long Yuehong and others to stuff the radio transceiver into the box, and put the crate equipped with military exoskeleton devices and bionic smart armor on the back, frowned slightly and said:

“I am only worried that Commissioner Huang’s plan will not achieve its goal.

"Do you still remember that 'assin'? She is a subordinate of 'Doctor' and is good at hiding herself. Now she may be hiding somewhere nearby to collect information for 'Doctor'. At that time, it will not be a secret that we and the sleeping person in Wubei will join which team they will join. 'Doctor' does not need to bet, and they can easily lock in the target."

"We have told Member Huang about the abilities and corresponding costs of the 'assin' before that he should be wary of it." Bai Chen was not very worried about this, "The 'Salvation Army' should have a way and ability to avoid such spy."

The price of that "assassin" was symmetrical obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Yes, yes." Long Yuehong quickly agreed.

Jiang Baimian nodded gently:

"Too.

"I can remind Member Huang later."

The "old transfer team" who had already prepared a long time ago quickly packed up the items and left behind him. He planned to go downstairs later, go straight to Jeep, stuff all the things in, and then follow the arrangement of Committee Huang, mingle in the crowd and leave Wubei along the Yuelin River.

Not long after, they heard a huge and noisy clatter.

Jiang Baimian looked up and saw seven or eight deep black armed helicopters flying over from far to near.

They landed in the open parking lot of the "Grays and Earth Hotel".

"That's how..." Jiang Baimian felt aroused in his heart, probably understanding Committee member Huang's strategy.

These helicopters have their logos and are almost indistinguishable from their appearance. After several teams go up, they fly into the air and after they are interspersed back and forth, the "assassins" on the ground cannot tell which helicopter the "old tuner team" and the sleeping man in Wubei are on.

She couldn't stand behind a helicopter like she was following a car. This was a speed limit and a height issue.

Moreover, the space of the helicopter is limited, and after being stuffed with personnel and equipment, it is impossible to squeeze out another "invisible man", which ruled out the possibility of the opponent getting into the correct team.

Well, the "assin" can also hold the helicopter's landing gear and then rise to mid-air, but Committee member Huang should prevent this... Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief and said to several team members:

"Okay, let's go down.

"It seems we have to say goodbye to our Jeep for the time being."

Obviously, the "old commissioning team" will evacuate on one of the helicopters. When they reach safety, their jeep will be driven by the "Salvation Army" people.

"Yes, team leader!" Shang Jianyao and others responded in unison.

Then, they followed Jiang Baimian, carrying tactical backpacks and carrying different crates, and walked out of the door and down the stairs to the bottom floor.

At this moment, there were already many cars in the parking lot of the "Grey Earth Hotel". Hundreds of "Salvation Army" soldiers were wearing black uniforms, erect and orderly, and stood upright near the back door of the hotel.

In addition to them, there were almost a number of government officials and staff wearing blue straight clothes.

Jiang Baimian looked at him and saw two acquaintances, one was Hong Guangming, director of the Immigration Department of Wubei, and the other was Shen Kang, the hotel manager.

These people are not standing so neatly, with different expressions, which is hard to describe.

"Director Hong, why did Member Huang suddenly ask us to gather here too?" Shen Kang knew Hong Guangming, and asked in a low voice.

In his opinion, Director Hong is an old subordinate of Member Huang, so he should know something about it.

Hong Guangming, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, had undergone mechanical and electronic transformation of his left arm and right leg, touched his sparse white hair, and replied with a bad temper:

"You ask me, who will I ask?"

Shen Kang was still worried:

"Isn't it necessary to investigate us? You can follow the big army without any problem, and you can be cannon fodder if you have problems..."

Hong Guangming turned his body, glared at Shen Kang and said:

"What's the problem? What can be the problem?

"Everything here is made by us with one blow, what's the problem with getting more benefits?

"Save all mankind? Who still believes in this these days? Just shouting slogans! Look at the people above, most of them don't believe it anymore. Everyone can see how their children are doing!"

Chen Kang looked at Hong Guangming's mechanically electronic left arm and right leg, and did not dare to respond, so he could only mutter in his heart:

Didn’t you believe it wholeheartedly?

While the two were talking, Committee Member Huang took the staff around him and the security guards to the steps.

He said in an extremely loud voice to the young soldiers in black uniforms and the blue government officials:

"Everyone, now there is a difficult task to pick people from you.

"This mission is very dangerous, but please rest assured that I will participate in it myself!"

Seeing Yishuangshuang looking at him, Commissioner Huang nodded and added with a serious expression:

"I can't deceive you. According to our "Salvation Army" tradition, similar tasks must be explained clearly in advance.

"I can't say what is involved in confidentiality 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 is..."

Speaking of this, Commissioner Huang paused for a moment before saying:

"Ten deaths are alive!"

He did not mention that only two to three of them were like this, and there was a possibility of survival. After all, no one could say which two to three teams would be destroyed.

Hearing that the whole parking lot was suddenly in an uproar.

The "Salvation Army" soldiers who were originally well-disciplined showed panic and fear on their young faces.

They are willing to accept orders and fight with the enemy bloody battles, but it does not mean that they will not be afraid when facing a mortal mission and do not want to retreat.

The government officials who have been fighting on the front line for many years or have never experienced these things are even more unbearable. They have turned their attention to the soldiers, as if saying that this is your business, so don't involve us.

Member Huang's eyes swept across his faces and sighed silently:

"This time, we are mainly voluntary. Those who are willing to stand up will be rewarded according to the highest specifications, and your family will also receive corresponding preferential treatment.

"Okay, those who are willing to participate in this mission will leave the left!"

The entire parking lot suddenly fell into a dead silence. Many people looked at me and I, but their legs were weak and it was difficult to take that step.

After a few dozen seconds, only a few people showed their willingness to join.

At this moment, someone shouted:

"Old Huang, don't make things difficult for these young kids, let us old people die!"

Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and others looked in the sound and saw twenty or thirty people wearing different aluminum pots walking into the parking lot.

The leader was Mr. Zhang who was wearing a "Salvation Army" uniform and washed until he turned white.

Old Zhang walked step by step to the front of the team and turned toward Member Huang.

Then, he took off the aluminum pan on his head, revealing his white-haired, 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. They wish we could die early. Now it's just as they wish, and they can use some of their remaining energy."
To be continued...