Chapter 587 Crispy Noodles

Xia Qing nodded, "Did Tang Zhengrong let him run away?"

With a fugitive brother, can Tang Zhengrong still be the deputy base commander safely? Or is Tang Zhengrong going to run away with him?

It is unlikely that Tang Zhengrong will run away together, because their family and roots are all in Huisan.

Yang Jin sneered and introduced briefly, "Tang Zhengrong has cleared himself completely. Of course, he hopes that Tang Zhengsu will go to jail to establish his positive and glorious image. Tang Zhengsu admitted it on the surface and only made one request: hand Sufeng over to his son Tang Rui."

"Tang Rui seems to be a playboy, but he is actually a ruthless character. Our main goal tonight is to kill the main members of Sufeng who fled with Tang Zhengsu, and the second goal is to kill Tang Rui. If they are killed, Tang Zhengrong will not be able to make a difference."

To cut the grass, you must remove the roots. Qinglong's goal is to destroy Sufeng, and killing Tang Zhengsu alone will not achieve the effect at all.

Xia Qing nodded, "I understand."

After Yang Jin told Xia Qing the detailed battle plan, he carefully instructed, "The main forces of the military and Qinglong must be in the open tomorrow night, and must stay in the inner city, otherwise Tang Zhengsu will not dare to escape. Tomorrow night, you will participate in the operation as a sniper. Your task is to make the other side think that Brother Luo has arrived, slow down their escape speed, and hold on until Brother Luo and I lead the team to chase them, and then the victory will belong to us. The combat effectiveness of the main members of Sufeng is very high, don't underestimate the enemy."

"I understand!" The main members of Huisan's first team must have very high combat effectiveness. Xia Qing is very self-aware and will not act rashly, otherwise she will die. Xia Qing asked the key question, "Do you want to capture Tang Zhengsu alive?"

Yang Jin gave a clear answer, "He will die. There are too many variables if he is alive. He is now on bail pending trial. As long as he walks out of the safe zone wall, he will be a fugitive and can be shot according to law."

Therefore, in order to legally kill Tang Zhengsu, you must wait until he escapes from the safe zone before taking action.

Time was running out, and Yang Jin, who had to rush back to the safe zone overnight, stood up and stretched out his fist in front of Xia Qing.

Xia Qing also stood up, clenched her fist and touched Yang Jin's fist with a little force.

Tomorrow night, we will win!

At seven o'clock the next morning, Xia Qing wore her own new material warm clothes and snakeskin clothes inside, and Yan Ning's camouflage protective clothing outside, and got on the military truck with a sniper rifle on her back, and followed her comrades to the Huisan safe zone.

There were two squads on the car, with 20 people. According to the personnel information Xia Qing got, these 20 people were all evolvers, 16 male evolvers and 4 female evolvers, with standard combat team capabilities.

Xia Qing is now Yan Ning, a level 5 visual evolution sniper in squad 6. According to the combat power data, Yan Ning's sniping ability is above average, his physical fitness is average, and his fighting ability is also average. In short, he is a very ordinary sniper.

Xia Qing, who now wears Yan Ning's skin, has top-class physical fitness and average fighting skills, but her sniping ability is above-class, close to the top.

If not, she would not be qualified to be one of the snipers who impersonated Luo Pei and confused the opponent. Xia Qing's mouth curled up slightly.

The truck moved along the isolation belt that crossed the northern area of ​​the territory. After leaving the territory, it passed through a large area of ​​dense evolutionary forest and entered the ruins of the town that also belonged to the evolutionary forest.

Xia Qing closed her eyes and listened carefully to the movement outside. The conversation of comrades in the car, the creaking sound of wheels pressing on the snow, the whistling sound of the wind blowing through the trees... On the snow on the side of the road, two crows were fighting with a blue magpie. From the sound, the crow had the upper hand and called very arrogantly, while the blue magpie called very weakly. It was probably beaten hard and lost a lot of hair.

A gust of wind blew by, and there was the sound of the wind blowing the dead vines and rotten leaves against the broken walls, and... Xia Qing's eyes suddenly opened, and the sound of biting instant noodles!

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" The female soldier sitting opposite Xia Qing was startled when she suddenly opened her eyes. The others also held their weapons and looked at Xia Qing.

Xia Qing shook her head slightly, and then closed her eyes again while holding the gun.

After three months of performing tasks together, the classmates have become accustomed to Yan Ning's silence. After seeing her shake her head, they also relaxed and continued to chat.

The car bumped through the ruins of the town, and Xia Qing no longer heard the crunching sound of biting noodles. But she knew that there was a person, or an adult with a child, who was secretly observing the military truck in the abandoned building just now.

Instant noodles are a very expensive staple food and snack in the safe zone. Xia Qing was reluctant to eat them when she was in the safe zone, but she was very familiar with the sound because her roommate Feng Wen liked them very much and her brother often bought them for her.

How did people living in the ruins of the town exchange for food that was only available in the safe zone?

Is it the food that was snatched from Zhong Tao's patrol delivery truck half a year ago that has not been eaten yet, or...

Xia Qing couldn't help but think of the brightly colored food bag in the trash can of her idol's office when she went to Territory No. 7 to deliver New Year's goods yesterday.

Xia Qing raised the corners of her mouth slightly again.

Staying in the room and eating instant noodles without wearing a protective mask shows that the people living in the ruins are very relaxed and have good food.

After the military card was briefly inspected at the gate of the safe zone, Xia Qing and his team did not even get off the car, but entered the safe zone, passed through the outer city, and went directly to the inner city military camp.

Xia Qing followed his comrades and jumped out of the car into the military camp. After a short rest, he began to perform patrol tasks. Today is the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month. There are many pedestrians on the road, so the patrol task is very heavy.

It happened that the patrol route of Xia Qing's class passed through the general evolutionary accommodation area in the outer city, which is where Xia Qing has lived for five years.

Wearing the camouflage combat uniform of the Red 11th Army and wearing a protective mask, Xia Qing sat in the patrol car and looked at the familiar streets outside through the car window.

The lamp posts on both sides of the street were hung with festive red lanterns, and the loud speakers were playing festive songs that everyone could hum a few lines of, but the people who were huddled on the roadside in ragged clothes and basking in the sun had no joy on their withered and sickly faces.

Some people stretched out their dirty hands covered with chilblains, staring at the patrol car and begging for food; some people stared at the people in the car gloomily, as if all his misfortunes were caused by these people in the car, and he wanted to rush up and tear them apart; some people looked up at the bright red lanterns with lifeless eyes, and didn't know which memory they were trapped in, and the tears they shed left two mud marks on their faces; some people hid in the cold and dim alleys, doing things that could not be exposed to the sun...

This place is exactly the same as when Xia Qing was here, without any changes.

It's just that she used to walk through here every time before, no matter how tired or uncomfortable she was, she had to hold an expressionless red face and carry or lift a heavy machete on her back.

She had been robbed of supplies here, and she had also chopped and saved people here. She has walked this road for five years.

The patrol car moved forward slowly, and a six-story building with mottled walls behind the iron mesh fence appeared in front of Xia Qing. Her eyes moved up, over the fence, and fell on the window of the room on the third floor of the outermost building where she had lived for five years.