Chapter 847 Let’s Go Kill Monsters Together

Zeng Qingyang fell silent after listening to his son's report.

Of course he believed his son, but his words were too incredible.

"Because of safety concerns, I won't bring them here directly for the time being," Zeng Yuhao was not surprised by his father's reaction, "As for weapons, I expressed my desire to borrow them, but the other party was unwilling to give them out of their sight..."

So, the result is that nothing can be seen...

Zeng Qingyang nodded: "Then go and clear the satellite transmission channel. Clearing it out will also be good for ground communication, and it will be easier to contact other bases."

In order to maintain communication between bases, people must always be sent to the signal tower between the two places to clear monsters to keep the signal tower working properly.

Therefore, ground communication is blocked most of the time, or because the monsters on the signal tower are cleared, it is intermittently transmitted over short distances.

Because of this feature, many bases use local radio stations to transmit signals to the outside world all day long for communication within the base, and there are also radios that can receive signals at a certain distance outside the base.

Car radios can naturally receive these radio signals. Generally speaking, receiving radio signals means that there is a base nearby. The closer to the base, the clearer the signal. To a certain extent, it can be used as a navigation for unfamiliar vehicles. This is also the method Zhang Qiang used before.

The satellite channel used by the satellite is a giant antenna dish. Because of the special equipment, it is usually located in sparsely populated mountainous highlands.

In the end times, such places usually mean dense and high-strange areas, which are very dangerous even for superpowers.

But if the antenna dish can be restored to work, coupled with the signal tower in a specific location, global communications can be restored, even in areas with harsh environments like the Winter Palace.

"Okay, I think so too." Lu Yuhao nodded and agreed, "Even if there are no aliens, restoring the satellite channel is a great contribution to our Lincheng base and worth a try. I will go down and prepare it well."

A few days later, Lin Fan was sitting in the empty courtyard of the villa to receive the sun. After a yawn, he saw Lu Yuhao outside the courtyard wall.

Lu Yuhao looked at her looking at him with tears in her eyes, without any shyness or loose posture, which was indeed something that those of them who were used to being nervous in the end times did not have.

"Sister Lin, I found it!" Lan Bingru ran out of the villa holding something in her hand high. Suddenly she saw a stranger standing outside and was startled: "Who are you?!"

Just as Lu Yuhao was about to speak, another figure rushed out of the house and rolled over like a top.

"President Lu, nice to meet you! I am Zhang Qiang, the most favorite younger brother of my brother An and sister Lin."

Zhang Qiang rubbed his hands and smiled.

This is the second boss of Lincheng! How could he get in touch with him before? Not to mention standing face to face at such a close distance. This boss is worth it!

Lu Yuhao knew Zhang Qiang and did not comment on his self-positioning.

Antonio finally staggered out of the house.

"Yo! Good morning... afternoon!"

"Good afternoon, Mr. An, Miss Lin." Lu Yuhao responded politely and walked in through the courtyard door opened by Zhang Qiang for him.

Lan Bingru saw that there was no threat, walked briskly behind Lin Fan and helped her braid her hair.

Lin Fan's hair has grown to her armpits, and she habitually ties it into a bun at the back of her head every day. This morning, when she suddenly saw Lan Bingru's exquisite braid, she suddenly felt feminine and wanted to braid a beautiful pigtail.

But her hands were clumsy, and she tried several times but it was all messed up.

So Lan Bingru volunteered to help, and she also went to find a gem hairband that she thought was suitable. It was said to be a good thing from a luxury brand before the end of the world, and it was collected by Zhang Qiang's former boss and brought to the villa, and she saw it.

Lan Bingru knew her identity and never had any thoughts about those external things. But for her sister Lin, no matter how good the things were, they were worth it, not to mention those beautiful things that were left over.

Even if she brought all the good things in the world, Sister Lin would be worth it!

Lan Bingru didn't know when she had put on a super filter for Lin Fan, and even Antonio had to be ranked behind in her heart.

Lu Yuhao walked up to Antonio, exchanged a few words with him, and followed his gaze to look at Lin Fan in the yard.

The girl didn't have her weapon with her, and was not moved by his arrival at all. She turned her back to everyone and let people move on her head, seemingly without any defense.

"By the way, let me correct you." Antonio enjoyed watching the warm scene bathed in the sun, and regretted not bringing his phone down. "My full name is Antonio Madden. You can call me Mr. Madden, Mr. Antonio, or just Antonio. Mr. An is wrong."

Lu Yuhao smiled apologetically: "Sorry, it's my mistake, Mr. Antonio, then Miss Lin Fan..."

"Her name is fine..."

"What about me, brother?" Zhang Qiang came over like a sycophant? "Should I call you Brother Antonio? Or Brother Madden?"

Antonio felt uncomfortable listening to it, and waved his hand: "Don't change it."

Zhang Qiang was happy: Look! I am special in my heart.

He passed the drinks on the tray over excitedly, and after the two took them, he ran towards Lin Fan happily.

"I came here hastily to tell you that the team to clear the satellite channel has been formed, and all the personnel and materials are in place. However, many middle and high-level psychics in Lincheng are on missions outside, so the team that was hastily formed still lacks combat effectiveness."

After a little leisure, Lu Yuhao finally told the purpose of this trip. He also described in detail the degree of danger of this trip.

To put it bluntly, he just wanted to get these two "aliens" together.

Increasing the strength of the team is indeed one of the purposes. On the other hand, he also wanted to see with his own eyes the true strength of these two people.

Since they were going to open the communication channel and connect directly with their spaceship, these two people should not stay out of it, right?

Antonio leaned against the door frame with his arms around his chest, still looking at the back of Lin Fan who was braiding his hair. He had expected it, and he didn't even give Lu Yuhao next to him a glance, and responded with an "Oh".

Is it true that the legend that Antonio has a special liking for Lin Fan and can't pursue him is true?

Lu Yuhao saw it in his eyes, but asked: "The team has been assembled, I wonder if the two of you..."

"Women don't like to rush when they dress up. Don't you have such a gentleman tradition here?" Antonio looked disgusted with an unsophisticated look.

...Really not.

Lu Yuhao blinked, most women are ready and waiting for him.

Fortunately, Lin Fan didn't let the two wait for long.

No matter how delicate the centipede braid is, it is not difficult for Lan Bingru to do it. She neatly tied the gem hairband she found specially at the end of her hair. Zhang Qiang had already held two mirrors for Lin Fan to look back and forth.

This annoying guy! Lan Bingru cursed inwardly, snatched one and put it behind Lin Fan's head: "Sister Lin, what do you think?"

Lin Fan was still lazy, she almost fell asleep. Knowing that it was good, she was refreshed, tilted her head left and right, and gave a thumbs up to her new hairstyle: "Great! You should be a hairdresser!"

Lan Bingru smiled shyly: "I originally studied beauty makeup and hair."

So that's it. Lin Fan understood.

Through Zhang Qiang's mirror, she saw the two people standing behind, and Antonio was waving at her.

"Hey, baby! President Lu is waiting for us to go monster hunting together, can we go?"

Lin Fan pulled the corner of his mouth, stood up, and didn't bother to pay attention to his desire to perform: "Let's go."