Chapter 128 The Road to Death
The road in the mountains gradually became flatter, and the transport vehicle could speed up.

Ling Yanwei and Luo Ziqing sat on the roof of the car, even though the road was a bit bumpy, they still sat very firmly.

The area in front is surrounded by a 5-meter-high concrete wall, and at the end of the road is an iron gate painted with army green paint.

There was a group of soldiers holding the handles outside the door, and they stood straight in front of the door.

When these soldiers saw someone approaching, they all looked shocked.

Although news came from the base that there would be 10 groups of people transporting oil in three ways.

But none of the soldiers they guarded at the third entrance thought that anyone would walk this way alive.

One battalion of their troops was lost on this road. How could someone in the base have the ability to pass through the third road?
When this plan was originally proposed, the military has always opposed the transportation of oil by three routes, and the third route has been designated as the road of death by the military.

But I didn't expect that the base government would still send people to take this path. This is clearly an opportunity to eliminate those forces that are not used by them.

That military vehicle was clearly sent by the base to transport oil, which means that these people opened up the third transportation route.

Luo Ziqing and the two jumped off the roof, and the soldiers hurried forward.

"You came all the way?" A young soldier asked in surprise.

"Yes!" Ling Yanwei smiled at him and replied.

"Just the four of you? Where are the others?" the young soldier asked.

"They're all dead," Ling Yanwei answered him with a serious expression, frowning.

This answer was expected by the soldier. He asked, "What's on the road? How did they die?"

Ling Yanwei sighed helplessly, and said impatiently: "You want to know so much, why don't you go and see for yourself?"

A veteran next to him was also curious about the third road.

But he could see that the person in front of him was getting a little angry, so he stood up and hurried out.

"Okay, don't ask questions, stand on your post." He severely reprimanded the young soldier.

"Yes, squad leader!" The soldier immediately stood still and replied loudly, and then returned to the post in front of the door with firm steps.

In the apocalypse, it is not easy to have such a good discipline. The rules and regulations of the army are really not simple, and the military discipline and military style cultivated in daily life can also stand the test.

It's just that this is the first month of the end of the world. When those soldiers saw the chief fighting for power and using their lives to fight for their own interests, the beliefs of those soldiers completely fell apart.

After the Luoziqing oil reserve was settled, the soldiers returned to their posts and performed their guard duties conscientiously.

Luo Ziqing felt that these low-level soldiers were worthless. They were pushed to the front line to bleed and die like fighting machines, but they didn't know what they were doing.

What they really defend is no longer the people, but the regime of those in high positions.

But she can't control all of this. In the bloody and killing of the last life, everyone will be stained with blood, and no one can escape.

The oil was poured into the oil tank from the reserve along the pipeline, and Luo Ziqing asked the three of them to stay where they were, and went to the internal office area of ​​the oil depot by himself.

There were many soldiers on patrol, but Luo Ziqing was better at hiding himself.

In just a few minutes, she bypassed layers of guards and entered the office building.

(End of this chapter)

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