Catastrophe - Chapter 1672 independent guerrilla column

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seven days later.

On the eve of sunset, two trucks parked behind a huge sand dune, and the driver stood under the car and began installing headlight guards to ensure night-time driving from long distances.

Taking advantage of the parking space, a group of people also began to use the alcohol stove to boil water around the car, and it was rare to have a warm dinner.

Fan Ke saw Ning Zhe standing on the dune overlooking the distance, and walked over with a cup of hot water, and found that he was staring at a desert, and handed the cup over: "What are you looking at?"

"The direction of Daosui City." Ning Zhe looked away, took the water cup handed by Fan Ke, and sat on the dune: "At this speed, we can reach our destination before dawn tomorrow morning."

"I've never seen you look like this." Fan Ke looked at Ning Zhe's profile and asked, "Nervous?"

"Yeah." Ning Zhe did not evade this question: "In front of other people, I have to show a confident look and inspire everyone to achieve their goals, but I can encourage others, but it is difficult to encourage them. If you want to **** people out of the hands of the chaebol, this is easier said than done?"

Fan Ke sat next to Ning Zhe: "Why tell me what you don't want to say to others?"

"There is always a vent for people's emotions. In the eyes of outsiders, my psychological endurance should grow along with my status. They think that when I sit in this position, I should have the momentum to look down on the world. I'm not supposed to show negative emotions like worry, fear, etc., but I'm actually just a normal person."

Ning Zhe looked at the heat coming out of the water cup and smiled at Fan Ke: "I don't know why, you make me want to talk, I always feel that I will be laughed at and looked down upon if I say these things to others, I don't know why, When I say this to you, I feel my stress relieved and I know you won't laugh at me."

"You can make choices without hesitation for your friends. The only worry now is that you won't be able to take good care of your friends. I don't think this is something that should be laughed at." Fan Ke turned to look at Ning Zhe: "I admire your courage. I don't know what other people think about this, but after hearing the news, I feel very at ease. You have given me a special sense of security."

"I just don't want to lose another friend." Ning Zhe looked at the gradually brightening stars in the sky, his eyelids drooping: "I used to have a very good friend, his name is Su Fei, and my relationship is both a teacher and a friend. , I can get out of this circle of refugees and have a lot to do with him, but when he is in danger, I can only watch his life pass by little by little in front of me, everything I do , just don't want this tragedy to repeat itself."

"It will be fine, we will definitely rescue your friend." Fan Ke put his hand on Ning Zhe's shoulder: "People should have firm beliefs, we must avoid being vulnerable, but being vulnerable is not ashamed."

Thirty meters away, Lin Xun led someone to install the headlight guards and opened his mouth to call for Ning Zhe to board the car, but Ren Jiao came over and patted his shoulder, looking at the figure in the distance and shaking his head slightly: "Wait a minute. , and set off in half an hour, Azhe's emotions also need to be vented."

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At four o'clock in the morning, two trucks were parked in the endless open field.

Lin Xun glanced at the handheld positioning system and said to Ning Zhe: "We are still fifty-five kilometers away from Daosui City, and we are about to enter the military control area of ​​Daosui City. For safety reasons, we can no longer drive by car. A few kilometers away, there are guerrillas who will meet us, and with the exoskeleton on, the team can reach Daosui City within five hours.”

Ning Zhe looked at his watch and quickly adjusted his mood: "There are less than 40 hours left before Lu Meng's execution. We are running out of time, everyone should move and walk forward with weapons and equipment!"

More than 100 people in the two cars quickly got off the car, wearing cloaks the same color as the desert, and disappeared into the sand.

An hour later, Lin Xun saw a refugee village in front of him, glanced at the positioning terminal again, and slowed down: "We're here!"

This kind of refugee village built in the desert, in order to prevent the invasion of wind and sand, will use sand to build a two-meter-high wall, which looks like a huge tomb from a distance.

"Whoa!"

The sound of firearms being loaded in the team was loud, and the crowd dispersed instantly, maintaining the fighting formation and leaning towards the refugee village. Lin Xun also pressed the flashlight and gave a signal of four longs and one short.

After a while, an oil lamp was raised in the refugee village, and several figures came out facing the night, leading a middle-aged man standing in front of the crowd, and said solemnly: "Everything is easy!"

Ning Zhe and the others straightened their chests: "The will lasts forever!"

The middle-aged man looked at a few people and asked, "Which one is Ning Shuai?"

Ning Zhe took a step forward: "It's me."

When the middle-aged man heard Ning Zhe's response, his excitement was beyond words, he gave a non-standard military salute, and said with a trembling voice: "Ning Shuai! Chao Xingchang, Chief of Staff of the Lingbei Independent Guerrilla Column of Jin Qinhuan Revolutionary Resistance Army Report to you!"

Ning Zhe returned a military salute: "Chao Xingchang, this is not the first time I have heard this name, since the death of the commander of the column Gong Zhuang, you have been in charge of Lingbei affairs, and the people below have been praising you all the time. You have worked hard."

"Ning Shuai has won the award~www.novelbuddy.com~ For the refugees, as long as they can get rid of the fate of the refugees in this life, it is a great creation! As for the hard work you said... There is nothing in this world more than getting rid of the fate of refugees. What about the hard work?" Chao Xingchang showed a simple and honest smile, and stepped aside: "The dinner has been prepared for you, it is not a sumptuous one, but at least it can warm your body, everyone please!"

The refugee village where everyone is located is just a disguise. In fact, the headquarters of the guerrilla column, all the villagers are the core backbone of the guerrilla team.

Because Lu's blockade on Jin Qinhuan is very serious, Jin Qinhuan's materials cannot be transported here, so although the guerrillas are a large-scale armed organization, in charge of 100,000 refugees, they are actually close to Jin Qinhuan. The gap between the regular army is not a star and a half, and even the militia is not comparable. The guerrillas have a false name, but in fact they are still working as refugees. Even the leader of the guerrilla, Chao Xingchang, is still fed and clothed every day. struggle online.

In a broken tent with air leaks everywhere in the refugee village, Ren Jiao frowned slightly as she looked at the two dry roasted sweet potatoes in the bowl, and the bowl of porridge with less than twenty grains of rice added together.

Ning Zhe personally rushed to the headquarters of the guerrilla column. What they brought out must be the best food. If the most hearty meal is like this, it is self-evident how their usual life is going.