Chapter 640 I'll Escort You!
In the smart building, Zhou Rui set up an emergency public relations team, and a total of 50 people were mobilized.
There is only one thing to do, and that is to register a trumpet account and send it to you!
The rescue is just the beginning. To promote the historical process, more mass base is needed.
[Credit Gatherer] The ability of an entry has nothing to do with whether the publisher is Zhou Rui himself, but only whether the content is related to Zhou Rui.
There are countless news about donations from "enlightened intelligence", and the risk is too high to rely solely on "big numbers" to speak out. It is not ruled out that someone may pull out the network cable from outside the network.
These trumpets constantly reveal various developments and spread news and progress.
There is no better way to flood a golden mountain than this.
The organization even asked the telecommunications company to set up a special line to support smart and fast connections to the external network.
This is "climbing over the wall under orders".
In this operation, enlightened intelligence is the protagonist, but not the main force.
What really makes a difference is the organization and society as a whole.
Zhou Rui's battlefield is not in Geelong, but on the Internet.
He lent his name, the name of enlightened intelligence, and the effect of system cheating to the country.
Because the information is released too densely, and almost every account has a counterintuitively high degree of attention, it feels like a live broadcast on the global network.
Since Leader Zhou spoke, the entire network has been filled with his updates
On the other side, the situation in the Chongshen area is ten times worse than that in Jilong.
The Okishen area itself has a small population and is unable to save itself. It relies entirely on the main island. However, it took 30 hours after the incident to receive accurate instructions.
Let them cheer!
Just got daddy!
The troops on the main island made slow progress on the grounds that there were still aftershocks and the sea was not calm. They covered less than half of the distance of several hundred nautical miles in two days.
After the US reacted, it gave Japan an incredible order.
Forbid any of their troops to approach.
One, incredible.
Two, this is an order.
The rescue team who reached halfway immediately followed the good advice and headed back home.
Instead, the Eagle's own sea formations were coming in this direction in large numbers.
However, they had no intention of participating in the rescue. They couldn't even save their own soldiers on the island, and could only take away some senior generals.
These transferred ship formations are here to try to rebalance regional power.
However, there is still hope in the Oongshen area. On the third day, tents, convenience foods, and heating equipment with the Kaishin Smart logo landed in the Jilong area.
The Okishen area also welcomed as many as 100,000 paper cranes, carrying love and hope, delivered by ships from non-governmental organizations.
Why doesn't it count as love?
It is said that more paper cranes are still on the way, and it is enough to burn paper to keep warm.
17th, 8:00 pm.
When the first batch of "enlightened intelligence" supplies ended due to sunset.
Leader Zhou immediately used his official account to issue a major statement again.
Said: It will dispatch its most advanced "intelligent rescue platform" to the Geelong area.
Similarly, caring private individuals provided the shipping capacity and even posted the name of the other party's company, a Taiwanese enterprise in Shanghai.
At 11 o'clock that night, two medium-sized ships sailed into the waters near Geelong. Unexpectedly, they successfully approached the only remaining operational port.
In the cabin, Wang Tao was in a state of excitement, checking the system for the last time.
Next to him is conductor expert Feng Yang.
"Old Feng, we are now considered promising, will we be recorded in history?"
Feng Yang continued to review various gesture instructions while saying: "It depends on how history will go."
A few months ago, after being ridiculed by Mr. Zhou in person, Feng Yang practiced hard every day, and his hands were fast and steady, and he could carry out orders and prohibitions.
He is a qualified craftsman.
This time, about 8 people came to the "Underground Research Institute", which was already the limit. There were not many of them in the first place.
However, there are as many as 10 drone combat platforms of various types, which is far from enough people. Therefore, it is inevitable that "civilian forces" are needed to support them.
Next to him, a capable 40-year-old man was also mobilizing:
"Remember! You are not allowed to laugh at fellow villagers' accents, you are not allowed to take pineapples from fellow villagers, and you are not allowed to show your military style. We are all volunteers. Do you understand?"
Dozens of people below shouted in unison: "I understand!"
The person who spoke wiped his face: "Bai told you, don't reply so neatly, I will do it again."
They are really not here to perform any special tasks, but it is not that easy to find well-trained professionals in a short period of time.
These people, including rescue experts, engineering emergency repair experts, etc., are just from the military.
While Wang Tao and others are concentrating on operating drones, they also need to find ways to restore infrastructure such as power and communications.
At most, it is necessary to ensure the safety of Wang Tao and others.
After a few minutes, the cabin opened.
On the dark dock, the only sound was the lapping of sea water.
The situation here is slightly better, and satellites have previously confirmed that medium-sized ships can dock.
There were a few figures in the dark night. They were locals who saw the ship's lights from a distance and came to see if any supplies were coming.
It’s just that when the cabin is opened, there are not boxes of supplies inside, but
There are several special trucks covered in darkness.
This made a few people a little scared.
Wang Tao took a deep breath and walked out with a smile on his face.
"Fellow! We are an enlightened and intelligent assistance team!"
The man was stunned at first, then immediately ecstatic: "You are from Kaiming Intelligence! My God, I thought airdrops were already amazing! You came from Shanghai so quickly?"
In fact, when Zhou Rui said he would send people, the people were already at sea.
Wang Tao smiled: "There will be a steady stream of support. Is the road ahead clear?"
The fellow villager was very enthusiastic: "I will lead the way! I know a road is open! How did you get in!"
Wang Tao remembered the communication content on the sea half an hour ago.
At that time, a patrol boat passed by, but did not drive them away.
"Friends from the mainland, the superiors asked me to expel you"
The captain of the ship said in a deep voice: "We are a rescue team, carrying important supplies and equipment, please allow passage."
"I know, I know I don't care if you are Kaiming Intelligence or something else, but thank you for coming."
"So what do you mean?"
"Compatriots, I will escort you."
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On the evening of the 17th, about 10 hours had passed since "Kaiming Intelligence" made a public statement.
The intensive airdrops at dusk have been quiet for a long time. After that, due to the darkness, there are no new airdrops.
But precious food, clean drinking water, tents, and toilet paper are still provided.
Almost everyone, more or less, got some supplies and opened the boxes with the "Kaiming Smart" logo.
Some large gathering points such as schools, hospitals, and gymnasiums have become the focus of the drop, and the boxes with the logo are almost piled up into a small mountain.
In a gymnasium, several young people are gathering together.
"I thought the supplies from the mainland would be pickled mustard and tea eggs. Aren't they said to be very backward? Many people will freeze to death in winter."
"You are so rude when you talk like that! You don't know what's good for you! I told you to watch less TV!"
"By the way, when will the Internet be restored! I really want to post my experience of the past few days on the Internet."
"Forget the Internet, the power hasn't been restored."
There are about a hundred people gathered here. Compared with last night, they are much calmer today.
Sometimes, it's not about how many bottles of water or how much food you have in your hand that will make you feel at ease, but to know that the efforts outside have not stopped.
Although the airdrops from Kaiming Intelligence were temporarily stopped because of darkness, at least they were relieved. There would be a lot of support tomorrow morning.
"Agan, what are you thinking about?"
The young man named Agan suddenly stood up and pricked up his ears: "Drone? Is there a drone sound?"
"Agan, you are hallucinating! How is it possible!"
But Agan ran out directly.
He opened the door of the gymnasium, and outside was a dark night and salty and humid air. It has been like this for the past few days.
However, today was different. A strange drone with a different shape from the "Spirit Bird" he was familiar with was hovering outside the door, about two meters high.
The clearer propeller sound attracted more people's attention, and more than a dozen people ran over in an instant.
"Wow! Drone! Why is it here?! Who is playing this video game?!"
Unexpectedly, the next moment, the drone actually spoke.
A rather formulaic and mechanical voice:
"Found a gathering of survivors. Estimated health condition: excellent. Estimated danger level: low. Estimated number of people: more than 50. Transferring to manual service."
The indicator light turned green, and a gentle male voice came: "This is the 'Enlightened Intelligence' rescue team. We have arrived in Jilong. You can communicate with me through this device. Are there any injured people? Especially external injuries."
This sci-fi scene stunned everyone.
No words could be said, and the screen was frozen directly.
"Hello? Hello? Is the signal bad?"