Natural Disaster Strikes: From Joining the Rescue Team

Chapter 882, Take Off Immediately

The kitchen is filled with all kinds of aromas.

Electric fryers, electric steamed bun machines, bread machines, dumpling wrappers, noodle machines and other pasta machines were all in operation. Ye Lin couldn't remember whether the fully automatic vegetable washing machines and vegetable cutters were among the collected supplies or were new inventions of Adam and his team.

There is unlimited storage space in Ye Lin's space, and the survivors need to prepare some food in advance, such as soft porridge, steamed buns without any additives, etc. Adam and Shan worked together to design a faster kitchen food processor.

Sometimes Johnny would join in, and he was also very interested, but the space experiment was too stressful for him, so he didn't spend more time on it.

Most of them were inspired by Adam, perfected by Shan, and finally manufactured by Liang on a lathe.

“Dangdang.”

Adam was also cutting vegetables among the many food processors and the robots that were in charge of the food processors. The vegetables he was cutting were all washed by Adam himself.

These foods are for their own consumption, and some are made just for Ye Lin, such as small cakes of various flavors, which can be used for the entire team's afternoon tea. However, Adam has developed multiple flavors only for Ye Lin, and he is still working on it.

Gourmets all know that steamed buns and dumplings are best made with hand-rolled dough and hand-chopped fillings. People who are particular about this also believe that vegetables that are washed, cut, and cooked by hand are better.

The food that Ye Lin and her team eat, as well as the dishes for entertaining guests next time, are all washed by Adam one basin at a time, cut on the chopping board one by one, and cooked in one pot at a time.

Place it aside separately.

Seeing Ye Lin come in, Adam gestured for the homemade food. Ye Lin took it away with a smile, thanked her for her hard work, and asked the kitchen for more ingredients. The table and the floor were filled with them in no time. Ye Lin and Adam waved goodbye.

Go straight to the second floor, which is the Queen’s second kitchen, where robots cook.

There are also various electric food processors, and the robots are very fast. More ready-made food is produced here every day than in the formal kitchen downstairs.

Ye Lin also took it away directly and took out a batch of ingredients. The robot would cook whatever she took out. The second floor was not like the formal kitchen downstairs where everyone's daily meals were prepared, so they needed to ask Adam.

In case of emergency, the stairs on the second floor can be opened to return directly to everyone's room, but opening the hidden stairs is somewhat troublesome. Ye Lin turned around and jogged, taking the existing stairs, going through the main door in the living room, and returning to her room.

She ran down the stairs and when passing by the long table, she made a face to Yue Feng cheerfully, earning a smile from the president. Ye Lin went straight back to her room.

When the silver-white automatic door closed, DX-9 squatted outside the door consciously.

Its squatting position is like this: the body with a four-person table and medical cabin can no longer be retracted, but the head, slender neck, and limbs can be.

After removing the wind-powered mechanical legs, a four-person table stood upright at the door.

The president glanced over casually, as if it was a routine, or as if it was an unintentional surveillance.

The scented milk began to pour into the bathtub. The robot in the room was very tight on time. When Ye Lin returned to her room, she only had to say to the air that she was ready to take a bath. By the time she changed her coat in the living room and walked into the bathroom, at least half a tub of milk was sloshing around.

She just needs to go in.

The temperature is also controlled by the machine program, it will not be too hot or too cold.

Ye Lin adjusted herself to the best sitting position: "Housekeeper, help me continue playing the file from before."

"Okay, master."

Opposite the bathtub, a projection screen unfolded, projecting images from Ye Lin's earlobe onto the wall.

At the same time, a cylindrical robot with a tray on its head slid in.

The loyal robot brings Ye Lin a glass of milk every night, as well as a glass of water for rinsing her mouth before brushing her teeth.

Red lines flashed all over its body, reminding Ye Lin that it was coming.

Ye Lin always said to it in a friendly manner: "Xiao Yuan, it is very difficult to let a person who is soaked in milk drink milk."

Xiaoyuan cannot speak, has no communication program, and no camera program, so it will not record any inappropriate scenes.

Its answer was that the red line continued to flash, and then it turned the tray so that the cup of warm water for rinsing mouth was closer to Ye Lin.

The meaning is very clear, you need to drink water when taking a bath.

Ye Lin took the glass of water, and images began to appear on the projection. She didn't say much to Xiao Yuan, and watched the video replay with relish.

The cylindrical robot carried the remaining glass of milk and left smoothly again.

Ye Lin did not waste it. When she finished taking a bath, Xiao Yuan would bring her the cup of hot milk with a lid again.

Time: The second day with zero degree wind and snow.

Location: Royal Airport of Hambal Kingdom.

Contact parties: Major Zuo and His Royal Highness Rod.

In the huge airport, countless planes were circling in the air, taking off or landing, and the rumbling sound was deafening.

Amidst the deafening roar, there was also a loud human voice that could be heard clearly, word for word.

"I am His Majesty Fran VII, the aerial heroes of the Hanbar Federation. The country needs you, the planet needs you, and humanity needs you to survive. Please take off bravely and bring back more supplies. We need a lot of them. History will remember your names and write you down in the annals of history."

Amidst the deafening noise, Princess Helen's son, Major General Rod Svia Martin, came hurriedly approaching in a flight suit that made his handsome face even more handsome and his beautiful body even more muscular.

A young man caught up with him from behind, also wearing the same flight suit, and judging by his military rank, he was a major.

"Your Highness, Your Highness Rhodes."

Rhodes stopped and turned around to look: "Major Zuo, what do you want?"

Zuo Ye was a handsome young man, and his expression was filled with pain. "I think I heard the request at the meeting correctly. The country requires us to fly to a hostile neighboring country for rescue. Not only should we save more lives on the spot, but we should also bring them all to the snowy base to start a new life."

Rhode was stunned for a moment, then asked gently, "Have all your family members arrived at the base?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. They have arrived at the base with the country and reported to me that they are safe. I know that we stayed behind only because the zero-degree weather made it convenient to take off outside the base, and we can find a lot of supplies in the surrounding countries."

Rhode said appreciatively, "You are right, Zuo. We will go to the base later and take off from our own country. There are too many people going to the base. The base is now crowded with people and there is no good environment for us to take off and land. In addition, our neighboring country has a lot of supplies to take away." Zuo: "But Your Highness, my brother died in the war with the neighboring country. You asked me to save lives in the enemy country. A brother who is still grieving cannot accept it."

Rhode nodded soothingly. "Yes, our neighboring country, which is only separated from us by a subtropical rainforest, has been fighting with one of the countries in our federation for generations for the right to exploit the rainforest. The temperature in their entire area is subtropical, unlike us, which still has some areas adapted to cold air."

Zuo: "Your Highness, it has nothing to do with me that they live on the sun. I only know that my brother died in the war, and my whole family still misses him."

Rhodes: "I see, Major. You also know that the flight missions will be very tight from now on. I will lead a team to take off in half an hour to our former enemy country to take away a large number of people suffering from zero-degree wind and snow. I will rescue and treat them on the spot and take away their supplies as well. I don't have time to talk to you more."

Zuo: "I'm good at stealing things, but I won't save people!"

Rhode's eyes were filled with a slight smile: "Not rescuing people, not taking people away, and taking away supplies is unreasonable."

Zuo bowed his head and saluted: "Please punish me. All I can see is my brother. I can't save anyone, even if the person being saved may be a hero who saves this planet."

Rhodes frowned: "Major."

Zuo: “Here.”

Rhodes: "I am revoking your permission for this flight mission. Please go back and think about it carefully."

Zuo: "You won't punish me?"

Rod: “I don’t have time.”

Zuo: "Then can you arrange other work for me?"

Rhodes smiled bitterly. "The only thing we are short of is pilots. You don't want to, and you have good reasons. I don't have time to talk to you. Go and have a rest, Major. Call home and have a chat. If you are still like this when I come back, I will arrange for you to do a new job at the base."

Zuo saluted seriously: "Thank you, Major General."

Rhodes strode away, and Zo stood there confused for a moment, then he spoke directly.

"Dad, how are you? The communicator is very convenient to dial directly. I received the mission, but I disobeyed. Whenever I think of that country, I can see the appearance of Xiao Fuka when he was alive. I can't accept saving their people and treating them on the spot."

A surprised voice was amplified.

"What? You said you were disobeying orders. You didn't want to go to that country for little Fuka?"

"Yes, Dad."

The surprised voice was furious: "You bastard! We are working hard in the base. The steel produced on the production line was ordered by the president to be sent high into the sky. One piece flew away, and then another piece flew away. Thank God, no one has been hit by it until today. However, the consumption of steel is very high. We need a lot of supplies. And you, my eldest son, the news you brought home is more certain. You confirmed that this is a global natural disaster. You said that it will not be long before there will be snowstorms all over the world. The snowstorms will be very heavy and we can't go anywhere. What do you think! This is the last time you will go to commemorate the place where little Fuka passed away, although we have not been there until today due to grief and national confrontation. If people have souls, you should go and bring your brother's soul home."

Zuo was shocked and stammered: "Dad, Dad, what do you mean?"

"Go, kid. They killed your brother on the battlefield. Since then, you have been clamoring to go to the place where Xiao Fuka died to fight, but you haven't been approved. If the global natural disaster is long-term, then this is one of the few opportunities for you to go to the neighboring country. They killed Xiao Fuka, so you go and bring their people to the base to work! Take back all their supplies! This is the price they pay for hurting Xiao Fuka!"

Zuo's expression gradually calmed down. He saluted solemnly on the spot: "You are right, Dad. The base needs workers and supplies. I have to go to pay tribute to Xiao Fuka, otherwise I may never have the chance to go there again."

He said sadly, "It is the wish of my whole family and I to pay tribute to him on the battlefield. However, since one of our sons has died and I am the only son left, my repeated applications to go to the army battlefield have not been approved. This is my only chance to see him. If his soul is still there, I will take him home."

"Go, kid. Sometimes making the other side pay the price doesn't necessarily mean meeting on the battlefield. As a soldier, you should know that war is sometimes not about soldiers, but about those in power. In the face of our common grief, you should take away their people and their supplies, so that their country will truly perish and disappear in the vast snow. It would be even better if you could find the person in power who started the war in the snow. I believe His Majesty Fran will not pardon him."

Zuo was somewhat relieved: "Dad, let those who survive have no cultural inheritance and can only accept their own culture. Let them forget who their ancestors are and let them have no supplies to use on the snow."

"Yes, child, the whole family has received your kindness for Little Fuka. Now do what you should do."

"Yes, Dad, I'll go now."

Rhodes walked towards the plane.

Zuo chased after him: "Your Highness."

Rhodes: "Zor, my plane will take off in three minutes. My mission is different from yours. I am going to pick up important scientists. We cannot delay the agreed time and place, otherwise they will be in danger."

Zuo said loudly: "My father told me to go to the neighboring country to pay tribute to my brother, take away those who are still alive to work at the base, and it would be best if we could find the person in power who started the war and send him to His Majesty Fran for trial."

Rhodes stood still and smiled quickly, "Thank you for returning to the team, Major. While you were hesitating, your plane has been occupied. Now please quickly find a new plane and join the team that is about to take off."

In the background, the tower's voice was noisy: "Royal Air Force 05th Squadron, please take off from Runway 07. Air Force th Squadron, please go to Runway for takeoff. You have three hours to take off. Do not occupy the runway."

"Hey, we have a large number of newly assigned civilian transport aircraft. Three hours is too short. We can't take off all of them on one runway."

A scolding voice came from the tower: "Stop talking nonsense, take off quickly, there are planes waiting to land temporarily for refueling, and then fly to other places, take off quickly!"

"I am His Majesty Fran VII, the aerial heroes of the Hanbar Federation. The country needs you, the planet needs you, and humanity needs you to survive. Please take off bravely and bring back more supplies. We need a lot of them. History will remember your names and write you down in the annals of history."

The voice just now shouted at the top of its lungs: "Prepare for taxiing, prepare for taxiing, try to shorten the taxiing time, and take off immediately! Those who can take off directly, take off immediately!"

Zuo sat on a plane and calmly started the instruments.

A man yelled under the plane: "This is my plane, this is mine! I just went to the bathroom."

Zuo: "Then you can use my plane."

“Where’s your plane, asshole?”

Zuo said loudly: "It has already taken off. I have another idea. There are many civilian planes outside the airport that are in need of pilots. You can just pick one that can fly."

"asshole!"

Zuo's plane joined the taxiing group, and after the plane in front of him briefly taxied and accelerated, they took off one after another.

It seemed as if there was a rain of planes in the sky, with planes flying in different directions everywhere.

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