"Any news?"

In the sky, the sun has sunk, in the quarantine hotel in Zone B of the White City.

Leon's expression was slightly anxious, pacing back and forth in the windswept room, the combat boots on his feet clattering the floor.

"Not ...... yet"

Fengluo shook his head.

"It's almost night!"

Leon raised his head, and his eyes, which had been very attentive, revealed a look of exhaustion.

Outside the window, a moon had already appeared on the top of the snowy peaks at the edge of the sky, and the region where the Republic of Raff was located was in winter, and the daylight hours were relatively short.

Six or seven hours had passed since they had cleared the tyrant leeches and had been imprisoned here.

Night is coming again.

"The evening is more favorable for us."

Wind falls into the mouth.

In my mind, I was recalling the conversation between "Jack of Spades" and the Invisible Force NPC that Scout Beetle heard yesterday.

Their plan of action is exactly tonight.

"How are they doing, are they okay......"

Later, Fengluo asked Leon again.

"Fortunately, although there are two fevers, it shouldn't be very serious."

"However, if I wait for two hours, I think the virus may not be able to be controlled!"

Leon said with a worried face.

"I still have two antiviral serums in my hand, let's give them a shot if necessary!"

Fengluo said.

Previously, he had decided to take out all ten antiviral serums and give them to infected players and federal special soldiers.

However, considering what was said before, it depends on the player's performance to decide who to give the antiviral serum.

Therefore, Fengluo finally decided to give serum according to the severity of the situation, and it was a combination of several people.

In this case, there are still two leftovers in hand.

However, if nothing happens outside, then just these two will definitely not last long.

"Huh?"

Fengluo was thinking so in his heart, and suddenly his expression moved.

"There's a situation!"

After speaking to Leon, Fengluo's gaze quickly switched to the field of view of a scout beetle.

It is a scout beetle hovering over the White City, above the slums in Sector D.

Compared to the A and B districts, which are extremely prosperous after dark, and are brightly lit, the lights here are much dimmed.

Because the night was so chaotic, there were not even many pedestrians on the street at this time of nightfall.

Because of this, the situation found below made Fengluo feel abnormal.

From a warehouse-like location in Section D, black trucks with huge wagons on them drove out.

After exiting the warehouse, they continued to scatter towards the main road of the city.

There are 10 of these large trucks, which are undoubtedly very conspicuous in the rather deserted D-Zone.

"What's inside?"

Fengluo's intuition in his heart felt that there should be something wrong with this.

Commanding the scout beetle to quickly descend and catch up with a truck.

Then he got into the car and wanted to get inside to scout.

However, to Fengluo's surprise, the compartment of the truck was so well sealed that it was impossible to find a small hole in the volume of the beetle.

"There must be a problem!"

However, this made Fengluo feel that there was a problem even more.

Because, how can the sealing degree of the general carriage be so strong?

It took about five minutes for Fengluo to continue to direct the scout beetle to climb on top of the carriage, and finally made a discovery.

On the chassis of this truck, a "red and white umbrella pattern" is printed.

"Umbrella Company!"

By the time the pattern was seen, the truck had already driven to the edge of a leisure plaza in Zone B and had stopped.

The driver above, with a hat and mask on his head covering his face, turned around and got out of the car, and then left in a hurry.

Compared with District D, which is deserted, Area B, where the rich and high-class live in the city, is undoubtedly the most lively time at this time.

On the square, there are many people moving at this time, walking or chatting, or sitting by the central fountain to show affection.

Even, on the side of the square.

There seems to be an NPC band performing, surrounded by hundreds of tourists and residents, all with fanatical faces, shouting loudly to the sound of loud music and the occasional white gas.

In this case, they didn't pay much attention to the big truck that stopped next to them.

Even, there were several young people with dyed hair and nose rings for life, when they saw that there was no one in the cab of the vehicle.

Climbed through the front of the car to the top of the wagon, took the best viewing position, waved the beer bottle in his hand and continued to roar.

And no one noticed, in a hidden position in the cab.

At this time, there is a row of bright red "countdowns" on one of the devices, and now it has jumped to "200 seconds"!

At the same time, somewhere in Area A, about two kilometers in a straight line from Area B, there is a fleet of seven luxury energy cars.

It is driving out of the presidential palace and heading towards a luxury hotel not far away.

"I always stabilized the situation, and for a whole day, my mouth was dry......"

In the middle of the convoy, the bald head of the group sat in the back row of the comfortable luxury energy car with automatic driving, loosening the tie of his suit and leather shoes, looking too lazy to move.

"It's still the head of the regiment, you are so good that you can make that cold-faced female adjutant agree to our conditions."

A negotiator sitting in front of him turned his head and smiled like a little fat man.

"They just want to make some gains, they don't have that ability, and they are really hostile to our Federation......"

There was some disdain in the bald middle-aged head of diplomatic mission.

"By the way, Captain, Captain Scott and Link are there......"

"I have asked the Federation to send medical experts to come and be able to treat them early tomorrow morning...... Fortunately, they did not do anything with the people of the Republic of Raf, otherwise today's negotiations would have been more difficult. ”

When the bald middle-aged head heard this, he glared at him, and then said.

He blamed the subordinate for his lack of eyesight.

There are some things that he can't say directly.

Those big-headed soldiers are infected, it's a deadly infectious disease!

Do you want him to go and tell the people of the Republic of Raff to let them go back to luxury hotels and live with them, the main force of the negotiations after a tiring day?

"Moreover, this real male secretary is far less eye-catching than the 'female secretary' arranged for him by the Secret Service."

"Can you tell their leaders to transfer her secretary to the diplomatic corps......

The bald middle-aged diplomatic head said secretly in his heart.

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