Chapter 301: Farewell

'Tick tock~' A loud military horn sounded far and wide throughout the block.

This is Xiao An's estimate, after the harvest of the group of indigenous warriors has basically reached the number required by Zhang Dixian, he finally untied the military horn on his waist and blew the assembly horn loudly.

There is only one meaning conveyed in the trumpet: everyone gathers at once, and it is almost time to flash people.

And when the military horn sounded, Natasha, the hairy girl who had been chasing the indigenous soldiers to shoot and record their search everywhere, suddenly found that everything was different.

These powerful warriors, who were still picking and choosing into their bulging backpacks in the previous second, stuffed with all kinds of things, immediately stopped all their movements.

After glancing at each other, they retreated like a tidal wave, carrying the loot they had looted.

It was only at this time that Natasha realized one thing: this military horn, which had disappeared for many years, was actually the means of contact used by this combat force, which was composed entirely of strong men, to issue orders.

For a while, Mao Meizi was a little speechless.

It's all 9102 years old, and there are still armies using this kind of antique means of communication; even if there is no special individual contact system, can it be used to use some civilian intercom to die?

And Zhang Dixian's answer is: Of course he won't die!

But other walkie-talkies or something, he also has to be able to redeem them.

It's the 21st century, and the trumpet is still used to issue and transmit orders, which seems to be a little bit more like a turtle in these years, but the problem is that it is effective......

After hearing the sound of the trumpet of the retreat, Zhang Dixian glanced at the Katyusha, who had not been shot out, and frowned slightly.

His heart was full of regret and sighed: "I'll go! These things will not be exchanged if I know them a long time ago, isn't it a waste." ”

A few minutes ago, in the dense ambush fire network, the six helicopters that were destroyed almost instantly made the follow-up reinforcements of the third brother's family a little confused.

Even the convoy of reinforcements for the large army organized by Rahu stopped six kilometers away, and he was a little afraid to continue to advance.

The loss of the helicopter alone was already very nerve-wracking.

If something happens to this large army, then Rahu, a top organization in the third brother's family, will be reduced to second-rate goods.

What's more important is that they don't know how many means Zhang Dixian, who has always been known for his sassy operations, is secretly arranged.

Under such a threat, the anger that had been expressed in my heart quickly subsided, and was replaced by all kinds of fear and fear.

So much so that Zhang Dixian led the blocking troops to observe with a telescope on the top of the building for a long time, but he couldn't see the appearance of reinforcements from the third brother's family at the end of the road in the distance.

Naturally, the Katyusha, which had been prepared for a long time, did not even have a chance to launch.

In line with the idea that since it has been redeemed, it will be a waste if it is not taken out.

The cargo stood in a prominent position, waving an even brighter red flag, a long-agreed gesture with only one meaning: fire.

Several indigenous fighters who had been on standby, after seeing this scene, immediately pressed the electric gate launched by Katyusha.

Suddenly, one after another, flames suddenly fell from the top of the building towards an area about four kilometers away, like a meteor.

There is a large bridge in that area, which is the only way to enter the city from the direction of the port.

After the Katyusha smashed over with hundreds of rounds, no more than one percent could hit the target, and Mao Zijia's big two-kick became a joke at this time.

But even so, the bridge deck was full of potholes after the explosion, and the possibility of vehicles passing through it was cut off for a long time.

It was only after receiving this news that the commander of the Eastern Fleet who hurried to the headquarters of the third brother's family, who was also the supreme commander of the region, breathed a heavy sigh of relief in his heart:

Now there is a reasonable excuse not to send his own men to die.

As for the local economic losses, or the fact that a large number of local tycoons will go bankrupt afterwards, what does that have to do with him?

And in his heart, when he first learned that an elite Marine battalion had been wiped out, the great anger was now long gone, as if it had never existed.

To put it more accurately, it is the fleet commander of the third brother's family, which can be regarded as a complete cowardice......

In front of the five-story bank, something resembling a portal suddenly appeared.

The native warriors, who had already been prepared, quickly rushed into the passage in a squad after the portal appeared.

After some research, Zhang Dixian finally found a little more way to enter and exit the ruins.

I was able to use this method and bring a little more stuff in.

The only problem is that he can maintain this portal with his mental power, which is more than three minutes, and if he wants to open it next time, he needs to wait for his mental power to recover.

At this moment, the scene when a group of indigenous warriors returned to the ruins was quite touching.

First of all, these people were carrying a bulging backpack behind them, stuffed with things they thought they thought should be valuable.

In addition, each person carries a bag of flour and rice, as well as daily necessities such as clothing, on their shoulders.

Because Zhang Dixian, the generous boss, said: As long as the backpack is filled, what they bring back is considered personal trophies without affecting the activity.

Secondly, basically the villagers of the third brother's family who have gained have spontaneously come to see off these people.

Judging by their nostalgic expressions, they wish this kind of thing would happen again.

It's just that what they don't know is that Zhang Dixian doesn't plan to do it again after this kind of big loss, and he is a little afraid to look at the balance of energy points now, how much is left.

But come to think of it, after killing a lot of the strong people of the third brother's family just now, I can more or less compensate for it.

Until all the indigenous warriors, even Xiao An, disappeared into the passage, Zhang Dixian had no intention of going in with him.

Instead, he withdrew his spiritual power and let the passage into the ruins disappear completely.

He's not stupid! If he goes in from here, he'll have to come out of here next time.

Doesn't it mean that they have to fight with the third brother's new encirclement network again, and after the third brother is prepared, I'm afraid that even the routine of the armored train will not be useful.

After waving to the surrounding villagers, Zhang Dixian approached his body before the reporters who tried to rush up for an interview.

Holding the collar of Lahore, the leading party, in one hand, he jumped out of the way at once.

After more than a dozen consecutive jumps, the flying back of Zhang Dixian's military coat disappeared into the darkness beyond the reach of the lights behind the small building.

The three brothers, who reacted for a long time, suddenly burst into thunderous applause......

After leaving the city, Zhang Dixian put down the still masked Lahole, and the two broke up after chatting a few words.

After this incident, Lahore is afraid that he will not be able to continue to operate his roadside stall locally.

However, with the heavy backpack behind the cargo, he took the whole family to live in a new place and still live an extremely good life.

After saying goodbye to his fellow countrymen, Zhang Wei followed the direction of the river in his memory, and ran away with the wind at his feet.

He planned to dive headlong into the river, sneak down the long river for some distance, and then return to the ruins to count the huge harvest.

In this way, you should be able to leave no trace of yourself.

The only problem is that when entering the river of the third brother's house, he needs to bring himself a full set of diving equipment, so as to minimize the possibility of poisoning.

Ten minutes later, the city that had been fought before had been thrown out of a long distance under Zhang Dixian's wild run.

The river in his memory also faintly appeared in sight, but at this time, Zhang Dixian suddenly stopped and held the handle of the knife behind his back with his backhand.

His face was unprecedentedly solemn.