Chapter Ninety-Five: The Concentration Place
Li Zhizhi sniffed Zhang Ming's scent and followed the bus all the way, and was anxious when it was windy and rainy, but fortunately, Zhang Ming carefully transmitted the message to her, so she didn't lose it. After listening to Zhang Ming's transmission when he got out of the car, he immediately stopped the car, called Colonel Binger, and told Binger Zhangming's words.
Binger had already reported to General Ross when Li Zhizhi made his first phone call a few hours earlier, and mobilized a regiment of special guards to assemble at the airport, preparing to rush to the position by military transport plane as soon as Zhang Ming's letter came. Now that he heard that Li Zhizhi could not continue to follow him, he looked at the location of their departure sent by Li Zhizhi, and immediately reported to Ross, requesting that a reconnaissance plane be requisitioned in Tunisia to conduct reconnaissance.
Although the SVP is tasked with defending the planet, it involves the requisition of a country's troops, supplies, etc., and must be negotiated. Naturally, the countries that buy it have nothing to say, and the countries that don't buy it are not so easy to call, and the SVP has no means of punishment. Tunisia is a country that is somewhere between buying and not buying, so Ross called and received no immediate reply, saying only that the matter would take some time to reconcile. Although Ross was angry, it was inconvenient to press too hard, only saying that the matter was related to the disappearance of three planes, hoping to get support, and that the action might lose its target if it was late.
Not to mention the actions of the SVP. After Li Zhizhi finished talking on the phone, he knew that he couldn't track it anymore, and he didn't know how to act for a while. It's the first time for her to grow up so big and do such a big thing independently. She could hear Zhang Ming's transmission, but she couldn't transmit Zhang Ming's voice, and the information couldn't communicate with each other. She remembered the phone, and the reason why Zhang Ming used the method of voice transmission to explain things to her was that it was inconvenient to make a phone call.
"It's inconvenient for me to call when he calls? Maybe it's okay to pick up the phone quietly, right? ”
She thought to herself.
The phone rang for a long time, and the system replied "no one answered", Li Zhizhi had to give up and told the tour guide that the car was going to the airport where the "Blackbird" was located. Without Zhang Ming by her side, she couldn't do anything, so she had to go back to Colonel Binger of Holland first to see what Binger had arranged for her to do.
The steamer, carrying more than 200 people, sailed down the river all night, and stopped at a small pier at dawn the next day, and the people on board went ashore under the guidance of the long-faced sea man spy, got on several buses, and hurried all the way, arriving at a harbor at dusk. There were already ships waiting in the harbor, and as soon as they got up, they set off for the sea......
Zhang Ming sat on the boat, thinking that although Li Zhizhi had no social experience, it should be no problem for Xiang Bing to pass on his words. It doesn't matter where the ship goes, when he arrives at the destination, he naturally has Bing and their SVP to clean up the situation, he just needs to follow to the end. The only thing to do is to stay away from long faces and avoid accidents.
He stayed in the cabin and had nothing to do, so he simply spent all his time practicing the pose.
It was dark and bright, bright and dark, and I don't know how many days and nights passed, and finally we came to the other side of the sea. After everyone went ashore, there were vehicles to pick them up as usual. Zhang Ming found that the place where the car was traveling was another scenery, as if he was passing through a large area of sand. The sand is hilly-shaped, boundless as far as the eye can see, and as the car goes deeper, the dunes become mountain-like.
"Where is this?" Zhang Ming was a science student, and he didn't pay much attention to geography, so he didn't know that he had come to the Arabian Peninsula after crossing the river and the sea.
From Tunisia in Africa, all the way across the Red Sea, into the sandy Arabian Peninsula in Asia, this trip unconsciously walked for more than ten days. Finally, we come to the mountainous area in the southeast of Dubai, which belongs to the country. The altitude here is more than 2,000 meters, although it is November, China has entered the cold winter, but it is very hot here. Limestone created by volcanoes can be found everywhere, and the vegetation is sparse compared to Africa along the way.
The place where the convoy stopped was on the edge of the mountains. The long-faced white man asked people to take some food from the car and urged everyone to eat quickly, there is no road here, and after eating they walked into the mountains. After almost a day and a night of trekking, they finally arrived at their destination.
Although there are no mountains here, there is also a bit of a smell of rocks piercing through the air.
In a huge clearing in the mountain stream, more than 3,000 people have gathered. The men were armed with weapons and were training. Although Zhang Ming saw few real guns, he had seen a lot of them in albums and images from various media, but the guns they held were the first time they had seen them, and they were out of his concept of guns.
What they held on their chests was what looked like the steering wheel of a car, just a miniature version of the steering wheel, and it was oval-shaped, with a very short mouth sticking out of it, and a line more than half thinner than the little finger protruded from the rear end and went around the waist.
If he suddenly saw a person holding this thing, Zhang Ming would not think about the gun, the reason why he came here and saw that it was a gun at first sight was because they were holding it and doing aiming and shooting movements.
Zhang Ming immediately judged: This thing is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the sea people!
As for what category of weapon, lasers? Laser...... Zhang Ming can't guess, anyway, it should be extremely high-tech, otherwise the sea people will not be willing to seek the near and far, and will not steal the ready-made resources on land and transport them out of the 10,000-meter deep sea.
The reason why it was concluded that it was made by the seamen, Zhang Ming had no other reason, only one: he had never seen it on land, even in the most evil science fiction films.
Coming to the end, it was time for Zhang Ming to retreat. And then he realized that he had overlooked one thing: he had not prepared in advance!
He should deliberately fall at the back of the group, go to a favorable terrain, and use the cover of trees or rocks to quietly leave. He only looked at the weapons in front of him, and when he tried to slip away, he found himself in the middle of the line. The believers who came together saw that they had finally arrived at the base, and their own teams in front of them were huge, and they were all very excited, rushing forward in clusters; In addition, the long-faced white man was standing on the hillside above his head at this time, urging everyone to act quickly, Zhang Ming was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so he didn't dare to slip or slip away, so he had to run forward involuntarily under the coercion of the crowd.
Running to the place where 3,000 people were training, someone beckoned the newcomers to go to the station to eat and rest first.
The so-called place to eat and rest is a cave. There is not a single house in the mountain, and when he opens the perspective, Zhang Ming finds that there are many caves in this mountain, and there are basically traces of artificial excavation. There are simple bunks in the cave, and I think all these people who are being trained live in the cave.
After running a few hundred meters further, we came to a cave with some flatbread and a pot of black vegetables piled up at the mouth of the cave. Everyone was also hungry, so they picked up the disposable food box next to them one by one, took the vegetables and cakes, and ate them with bottled water.
Although Zhang Ming was hungry, he didn't have any appetite when he looked at these foods. Considering that I had to walk a lot out of the mountain for a while, I barely ate half a cake, and as for the dish, I was a little sick to my stomach when I looked at it, so I didn't move a spoonful, but just picked up a bottle of water and drank it clean.
Now is a good time to slip away, the long-faced white man stayed in the training ground when he came, and he was surrounded by *** disciples who came in the same car. However, Zhang Ming was not in a hurry to leave, he also wanted to take a closer look at the situation of the seaman spies getting these people here.
After eating, everyone went into the cave to rest. After walking for more than a day, there was only a short break to eat and drink halfway, and everyone was tired, and they snored after lying down for a few minutes. Zhang Ming's physical fitness has improved greatly compared to before, and he woke up energetic after less than an hour. He cautiously walked out of the cave, and looked a few hundred meters away the men were still training, crawling and rolling in the mountains, roulette guns, the name he had given to the weapon, slung to everyone's chest.
Just when Zhang Ming walked less than 100 meters away from the training team, a wave of thought suddenly struck...... Zhang Ming felt a great deal of coercion, knowing that something was wrong, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he reached out and took out the protective hat strap from his pocket. Then he looked in the direction where the telekinesis came:
At the top of a boulder, a white man with a bearded face sits, staring at him with eerie eyes.
A high-ranking sea spy!