Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 1091 Lost Insanity

Ruan Fushan walked happily all the way home with big bags and small bags in his hands. ???? Today is really a happy day. The Chinese people in the north do not know what is crazy, and without warning, they suddenly hold an unprecedented sale in Liangshan. The prices of the goods are so cheap that they are extremely shocking.

The hustle and bustle in the south of the city is hard to ignore. It was too late for Ruan Fushan to go. At that time, the south of the city was already crowded with people. He managed to get ahead and found out that the big sale was real. The only thing that made people uncomfortable was that the way of buying was too painful.

There are those who choose numbers to draw prizes, some who pass the game, and some who sing five songs in a row and get a mobile phone as a gift. In short, it attracts people to line up and refuses to sell the goods quickly.

But even so, Ruan Phuc San was content. In his left hand is a big bag filled with all kinds of cheap clothes, and in his right hand is a bag full of daily necessities. There was also a mobile phone in his breast pocket, which he managed to snatch.

Satisfied, happy, and tired. Although there are more activities at night, and there are even free interactions with ladyboy shows, Ruan Fushan is over 60 and can't play anymore. He's going home to bed.

Staggering from the south of the city back to the north of the city, the road was quiet and quiet. As he was walking, Ruan Fushan suddenly found that the scenery around him was a bit strange——eh..., the way home seemed to be a lot wider!

Wasn't it like this when I came out? Ruan Fushan walked forward again, and found that the row of houses at the corner was gone? All that was left was a pile of broken bricks and tiles.

strangeness!

Ruan Fushan stayed in the dim light for a while, he didn't know what happened, so he could only keep walking. As a result, he walked forward another hundred meters, and suddenly he let out a scream, dropped all the boxes and bags in his hand, and stood still like a numb melon, as if petrified.

Where is my home? Where is my house? What about my everything? There's only one vacant lot left!

Who... the one who killed a thousand swords demolished my house?

Ruan Fushan was about to yell and curse, when he suddenly saw several heavy-duty container trucks rumbling out from a corner, running over the ruins of his house all the way, kicking up a cloud of dust, and whistling past.

Damn..., is this the bastard thing done by that wicked and smoldering bastard? I just went to eat, drink and get some cheap money, but when I came back, the house turned white! How can you do this? Without a home, how can I live in the future?

"Here's someone who slipped through the net, catch him." Ruan Fushan was about to yell loudly, when he suddenly heard a low shout from behind. As soon as he turned his head, he saw two black shadows rushing forward, covering his mouth and nose with a big hand, and then he didn't know anything when his eyes were black.

Two black shadows carried Ruan Fushan and ran quickly into a nearby house. There were already more than a dozen Vietnamese residents with their hands and feet trapped side by side in the house. With their mouths gagged and paper bags on their heads, everyone was terrified.

And this scene was just like a small wave rising in the sea, without causing any waves. In the small three-story building of the freight station, at most Xiao Jinlang learned that another resident who had entered the security circle was caught, and he just said 'hmm' to show that he knew.

More than 500 container trucks came from the mainland. Although so many trucks came in in batches, there was no place to park near the cargo station. Moreover, the roads at the cargo station are too narrow, which limits the efficiency of container trucks—the infrastructure in Vietnam is still too poor.

Xiao Jinlang didn't do anything, he simply demolished a street and several houses near the freight station, and widened the road to make it easier to pass. In order to complete the task, he is willing to do anything. Anyway, there are not many people in those houses, so they can be cleaned up easily.

Even if troubles are caused in the future, it is easy to find someone to blame, which is much easier to deal with than a huge helicopter group.

After nightfall, there have been more than 300 container trucks leaving with full loads. But most of these containers are tools and accessories that are easier to transport, and less than one-twentieth of the helicopters were transported away.

"Hurry up." Xiao Jinlang was a little worried. The big sale in the south of the city has been going on for more than ten hours, and it is estimated that it will last until dawn. But after dawn, the energy of the Vietnamese monkeys is almost exhausted, and a large number of people will go home to rest.

This is a problem.

"We have cleared 350 helicopters that can take off directly, and it is estimated that it will take five hours to drive them back home one by one at the fastest."

"Within five hours, we will also transport 600 container trucks, which will account for 20% of the total transport volume."

"The pilots of the 'Sky Truck' are all in place, and preparations for hoisting are in progress. It is estimated that 20 'King Stallion' can be hoisted away at one time. About one-third of the heavy-duty helicopters should be hoisted away before dawn."

The goal of all actions is to take dawn as the timeline. After all, actions after dawn must not be as blatant as they are now. But no matter how hard you try, more than 1,200 helicopters are still a huge volume. Amitabha will be able to carry half of it away before dawn.

What to do after dawn? Xiao Jinlang had a bit of a headache. Although the 'big sale' could still be done, the effect would definitely not be as good as it was at the beginning. And there is a high probability that Vietnamese officials will notice something.

"It is reported that the Vietnamese Air Force in Da Nang has taken off two Su-3o. They seem to be on a night flight patrol and are flying in our direction."

The subordinate's report made Xiao Jinlang frown. Vietnam is a long country, and his fighter planes are either flying south or north. The Su-3o that Maoxiong sold to Vietnam is considered a powerful aircraft. As long as its radar is turned on, it will definitely detect the helicopter groups that are constantly taking off in the north.

As long as the fighter pilots in Vietnam have a little bit of quality, they will definitely report this situation. Once discovered, the Vietnamese military will definitely send people to investigate. Perhaps there was little suspicion at first, but as long as someone approaches, this cargo terminal will definitely be exposed. How to do?

Suspend takeoff? No, I don't know how long it will be until this stop. After all, the Su-3o in Vietnam also flies during the day!

It was really helpless now, Xiao Jinlang reported the situation, but the superior had no good way to deal with it. After all, Vietnam's fighter planes are not controlled by China. It wants to fly, and we can't stop it!

"Actually, you can learn from Liangshan's experience, and create a hot spot for the Vietnamese Air Force to attract them to take a look. For example, make some moves in the direction of the South China Sea." Zhou Qingfeng suggested from the side.

"We have done this a long time ago." Xiao Jinlang replied angrily, the troubles of happiness in front of him were all caused by this kid in front of him. "Our deployment of aircraft and warships in the disputed waters of the South China Sea has attracted a large part of the attention of the Vietnamese military."

The Rabbit military is also extremely nervous at the moment. The Minister of National Defense has forced the leaders of several units under him to issue military orders, and it is unknown how many troops are behind the scenes to ensure the transfer of the helicopter. But their fighter planes have to patrol, you can't let them not patrol, right?

"Ah..., the hotspot in the South China Sea is already working?" Zhou Qingfeng rubbed his nose and smiled awkwardly, but then said: "Since the Vietnamese still have the energy to stare at the north, then let's create another hotspot? "

"What hotspots can we create? We're already doing trouble in the east, and we can't move all the way to the north." Xiao Jinlang suddenly felt terrified, staring at Zhou Qingfeng with a little fear in his eyes, "What do you want to do again, kid? "

"Old Xiao, don't be afraid!" Zhou Qingfeng laughed, "Since Vietnam is not allowed to stare at the north. Do you think it is possible for Cambodia to suddenly invade Vietnam from the west?"

Cambodia invaded Vietnam? Boy, how bold you are, you are crazy! 8

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