On the tenth year of the natural disaster, I went to farm with me

Chapter 587 Crispy Noodles

Xia Qing nodded, "Did Tang Zhengrong let him run away?"

With a fugitive brother, can Tang Zhengrong still be the deputy base commander safely? Or is Tang Zhengrong going to run away with him?

It is unlikely that Tang Zhengrong will run away with them because their families and roots are in Huisan.

Yang Jin sneered and briefly introduced, "Tang Zhengrong has cleared himself of all charges. Of course, he hopes that Tang Zhengsu will go to jail to establish a positive and glorious image for him. Tang Zhengsu admitted it on the surface and only made one request: hand Su Feng over to his son Tang Rui."

"Tang Rui appears to be a playboy, but he is actually a ruthless character. Our main goal tonight is to kill the main members of Su Feng who fled with Tang Zhengsu. Our second goal is to kill Tang Rui. If we kill them, Tang Zhengrong will be invincible."

To cut the grass, you must remove the root. Qinglong's goal is to kill Su Feng, and killing Tang Zhengsu alone will not achieve the desired effect.

Xia Qing nodded, "Understood."

After Yang Jin told Xia Qing the detailed battle plan, he instructed her carefully, "The main forces of the military and Qinglong must be in the open tomorrow night and stay in the inner city, otherwise Tang Zhengsu will not dare to escape. Tomorrow night you will participate in the operation as a sniper. Your mission is to make the other side think that Brother Luo has arrived, slow down their escape speed, and hold on until Brother Luo and I lead the team to chase them. Victory will belong to us. The combat effectiveness of the main members of Sufeng is very high, don't underestimate the enemy."

"Understood!" As the main force of Huisan's first team, Xia Qing must be very powerful. She knows herself very well and will not act rashly, otherwise she will die. Xia Qing asked the key question, "Does Tang Zhengsu want to capture him alive?"

Yang Jin gave a clear answer, "He will die. If he lives, there are too many uncertainties. He is now on bail pending trial. As long as he walks out of the security zone, he will be a fugitive and can be shot according to the law."

Therefore, in order to kill Tang Zhengsu legally, we must wait until he escapes from the safe zone before taking action.

Time was running out and Yang Jin had to rush back to the safe zone overnight, so he stood up and stretched out his fist in front of Xia Qing.

Xia Qing also stood up, clenched his fist and touched Yang Jin's fist with a little force.

Tomorrow night, we will win!
At seven o'clock the next morning, Xia Qingli, wearing her own new material warm clothes and snakeskin clothes, with Yan Ning's camouflage protective suit on the outside, carried a sniper rifle and got on the military truck, and followed her comrades to the Huisan Safety Zone.

There were two classes on the bus, totaling 20 people. According to the personnel information Xia Qing had obtained, these 20 people were all Evolvers, 16 male Evolvers and 4 female Evolvers, a standard combat team capability combination.

Xia Qing is now Yan Ning, a level 5 visual evolution sniper from Class 6. According to combat power data, Yan Ning's sniping ability is above average, his physical fitness is average, and his fighting ability is also average. In short, he is just an ordinary sniper.

Xia Qing, now wearing Yan Ning's skin, has top-notch physical fitness and average combat skills, but her sniping ability is above average and is close to the top level.

If not, she would not be qualified to be one of the snipers who impersonated Luo Pei and confused the opponent. Xia Qing's mouth curled up slightly.

The truck moved along the isolation zone that crossed the northern area of ​​the territory. After leaving the territory, it passed through a large area of ​​dense evolutionary forest and entered the ruins of a town that also belonged to the evolutionary forest.

Xia Qing closed his eyes and listened carefully to the noise outside. The conversations of his comrades in the car, the creaking of the wheels on the snow, the howling of the wind blowing through the trees... On the snow by the roadside, two crows were fighting with a blue magpie. From the sound, the crow had the upper hand and was calling very arrogantly, while the blue magpie was calling very weakly. It was probably beaten hard and lost a lot of feathers.

A gust of wind blew by, and there was the sound of the wind blowing the dead vines and rotten leaves against the broken walls, and... Xia Qing's eyes suddenly opened, and the sound of chewing instant noodles! "What's wrong? Is there a problem?" The female soldier sitting opposite Xia Qing was startled when she saw her suddenly open her eyes. The others also held their weapons and looked at Xia Qing.

Xia Qing shook his head slightly, then held the gun and closed his eyes.

After three months of carrying out missions together, Yan Ning's classmates had become accustomed to her silence, and when they saw her shaking her head, they relaxed and continued chatting.

The car bumped through the ruins of the town, and Xia Qing no longer heard the crunching sound of biting noodles. But she knew that there was a person, or an adult with a child, in the abandoned building just now, secretly observing the military truck.

Instant noodles are a very expensive staple food and snack in the safe zone. Xia Qing was reluctant to eat them when she was in the safe zone, but she was very familiar with the sound because her roommate Feng Wen liked them very much and her brother often bought them for her.

How do people living in the ruins of the town exchange for food that is only available in the safe zone?

Is it because he hasn't finished eating the food he stole from Zhong Tao's patrol delivery truck half a year ago, or...

Xia Qing couldn't help but think of the brightly colored food bag in the trash can of her idol's office when she went to Territory No. 7 to deliver New Year's goods yesterday.

Xia Qing raised the corners of her mouth slightly again.

Staying in the room and eating instant noodles without wearing a protective mask shows that people living in the ruins are relaxed and have good food.

After the military card underwent a simple inspection at the gate of the security zone, Xia Qing and his team entered the security zone without even getting out of the car, passed through the outer city, and went directly to the inner city military camp.

Xia Qing followed his comrades out of the car and entered the barracks. After a short rest, he began to perform patrol tasks. Today is the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are many pedestrians on the road, so the patrol task is very heavy.

Coincidentally, the patrol route of Xia Qing's class passed through the general evolver accommodation area in the outer city, which was where Xia Qing had lived for five years.

Xia Qing, wearing the camouflage combat uniform of the 11th Red Army and a protective mask, sat in the patrol car and looked out the window at the familiar streets outside.

Festive red lanterns were hung on the lamp posts on both sides of the street, and the loud speakers were playing festive songs that everyone could hum a few lines of. However, the people in ragged clothes huddled on the side of the road to bask in the sun had no joy on their pale and sickly faces.

Some people stretched out their dirty hands covered with chilblains, staring at the patrol car, begging for food; some people stared at the people in the car gloomily, as if all their misfortunes were caused by these people in the car, and they wanted to rush up and tear them to pieces; some people looked up at the bright red lanterns with lifeless eyes, and who knows what memories they were lost in, and their tears left two muddy marks on their faces; some people hid in the cold and dark alleys, doing things that could not be exposed to the sun...

This place is exactly the same as when Xia Qing was here, without any changes.

But every time before, she had walked through here, no matter how tired or uncomfortable she was, she had to keep an expressionless red face and carry or lift a heavy machete on her back.

She had been robbed of her supplies here, and she had also slashed and saved people here. She had walked this road for five years.

The patrol car moved forward slowly, and a six-story building with mottled walls behind the iron mesh fence appeared in front of Xia Qing. Her eyes moved up, over the fence, and fell on the window of the room on the third floor of the outermost building where she had lived for five years.