Chapter 1081 Action

Limited by transportation capacity, Zhou Qingfeng's first batch of materials shipped to Wasteland Africa only included 5,000 tons of 'Extreme' series of instant noodles, alcohol and tobacco, ten refitted electric 'Yun Wu', a large number of medical supplies, and weapons. ammunition.

I have to say that it was a big failure for Zhou Qingfeng to bring 'Rafale' back to the real world this time. He made a fuss without taking advantage of it, which is basically deceiving others. However, when he returned to the warehouse in the port of Luanda, the capital of Angola, in the wasteland with thousands of tons of supplies, he was also relieved.

The warehouse was quiet, no one saw the time travel.

Zhou Qingfeng walked out of the warehouse, outside was the loyal and vigilant mutant guards. These single-minded fighters didn't ask why their boss came to the pier in the middle of the night, they just followed orders.

"Wen Tianyu, bring your people to the warehouse at the dock." Zhou Qingfeng ordered over the radio. Standing on the edge of the port's breakwater, he thought to himself that this was the official start of the assistance link of this operation. First of all, the compatriots here must be fattened and strong, so as to improve their combat effectiveness in expanding their territory.

Wen Tianyu's people came quickly, rushing to the port in a broken pickup truck. Zhou Qingfeng led him to check the supplies in the warehouse, pointing to the piles of metal barrels and boxes and said: "Food, medicine and weapons, this is the first batch, and they have already arrived."

It was a simple sentence, but it was like a thunderbolt exploding in Wen Tianyu's ears. He remained silent for a long time as if he had turned a fool, but just walked forward to open the packing boxes in a daze, his mind buzzing.

"Great!" It's one thing to hear the promise, quite another to see it in action. After Wen Tianyu was sure that there were thousands of tons of supplies in front of him, he kept patting the stacked boxes with his hands, crying uncontrollably. "How many of our own people can be saved with this pile of goods? It's great."

Wen Tianyu's subordinates were also crying and laughing. Someone grabbed one rifle after another and pulled the trigger, someone grabbed pieces of instant noodles and cried, and someone hugged each other and yelled. They wept for the suffering of the past, and laughed for the new life of the future.

"I will immediately notify the base and ask them to send someone over to receive the supplies. The focus now is to restore the railway station in Luanda and get back the locomotive and carriages. Only trains can transport this batch of goods conveniently."

Wen Tianyu wiped away his tears and said the plan he had repeatedly weighed in his heart. At this moment, every step is in order.

"I have an airship that can send several tons of supplies to your base first. Think about what you need most?" Zhou Qingfeng said.

"Weapons are important, followed by medicine and food." Wen Tianyu said without hesitation.

"Weapons? Shouldn't it be food and medicine first?" Zhou Qingfeng felt that the latter two were the most scarce.

"No, we really lack weapons. Our base is in the southeast of Malange province in Angola, but it's not completely isolated from the world. Bane's forces came from the north and couldn't find us. But in fact there are several in the south. Black armed forces have been fighting us."

Zhou Qingfeng turned on his armband computer and projected a virtual map. Wen Tianyu pointed out the positions of his own base and the enemy on the map, and said: "These black armed forces are all outlaws, and they are extremely aggressive. They know that we have food and live a good life, so they are fighting us every day."

"You were beaten badly?"

"To be precise, we were beaten very uselessly. Our ammunition is very scarce, and heavy weapons are almost zero. In addition, we have a large number of people, a large area, and too few defensive forces. It is impossible to defend against those black armed forces, and there are casualties every day. .”

Speaking of this, Wen Tianyu and the others had bloodshot eyes and were furious. Some people even complained bitterly and indignantly about the insane massacres of the black armed forces, which made Wen Tianyu prefer to take food and weapons with him.

"If we are attacked and harassed by them when we retreat, it will easily cause heavy casualties." Wen Tianyu said through gritted teeth,

"So we need heavy weapons, we need to organize a large-scale counter-offensive, and we must severely wipe out the limelight of these black armed forces."

"Then what are you waiting for? The airship is parked at the airport. I have dispatched 100 black laborers to carry it. I can send you at least 50 tons of weapons and ammunition. Rifles, machine guns, grenades, etc. Bazooka, I also got a mortar, enough ammunition."

Yeah..., listening to these words makes people feel proud and comfortable. Wen Tianyu and the others immediately cheered and couldn't wait to join the battle.

Just do what you say, Zhou Qingfeng has a strong ability to act. On the other side, the high-level Chinese forces hiding in the secret base in Malanje Province have been waiting by the radio station, and kept yelling after confirming that the aid was coming. After more than a year of suffering, someone finally came to help them.

"I didn't expect someone to come across the Atlantic to save us."

"It's true that those black armed men in the south must be cleaned up. If they don't kill them, their corpses are scattered all over the place. It's really reconciled."

"Come on, come on, let's think about how to use this opportunity to fight back? We won't stop until we kill ourselves this time."

If you look at it from a high altitude, the so-called secret base is just a row of semi-underground wooden houses in the wilderness in the southeastern part of Malanje Province. The facilities are simple and the conditions are poor.

These houses were built by the Chinese who were trapped in Angola after the catastrophe. The more than 600,000 Chinese who gathered earlier lived in groups here, but gradually there were more cemeteries than residences, and many houses became empty nests.

But now the news that Zhou Qingfeng came to the rescue was spreading rapidly. With the loud shouts, people first ran out of the house in fright to strengthen their guard, but the news they got was the long-lost good news.

In the dark night, torches are lit one by one, illuminating the entire land like a prairie fire. People who didn't know the situation waited in amazement, waiting for the news to reach them.

"In the end what happened?"

"Why are the people in front shouting?"

"Any news on the radio? Just ask!"

There are at least a few walkie-talkies in every residential area, and the news over the radio waves is unbelievable—someone sent us a hundred thousand tons of supplies, and the first five thousand tons have arrived at the port , and will be transported by airship in a few hours.

One hundred thousand tons? To Hong Kong? airship? For people who have been closed for more than a year, this news sounds like fantasy.

The news of the arrival of the head of the Aurora Legion was completely spread this time, and everyone screamed in disbelief. They kept confirming to the people around them, repeatedly confirming, continuously confirming, asking ten times and hundreds of times, and listening to it thousands of times without getting tired.

"Wait, where is the airship coming?" Someone asked a question.

The place where everyone lives is densely packed with houses, and there is almost no open space, let alone a flat ground. But this is not a problem for the enthusiastic people, they came up with an idea in an instant-demolition of the house, wouldn't it be enough to demolish the house.

Everyone, do your best to open up an open space to welcome our savior!