Most of the menacing mantis bees turned into falling debris, and the walkie-talkie in his hand sounded: "The tanker has been filled with the required chemicals, and it is ready to follow the convoy to go." “

Wang Zhiyuan looked at the scattered mantis swarm through the commander's observation glass, and pressed the call button to reply: "All vehicles target the Bailuwan Wharf 112 kilometers southeast of the target, keep the vehicles 40 meters apart, and Robot 5 takes an armored ambulance to cover the rear of the convoy. ”

The convoy leaving the chemical plant drove along the dry riverbed, carrying dry pond mud for more than three hours, and drove to the end of the small valley where the river broke out, and a river more than 40 meters wide appeared in front of the tracks of the E100 heavy tank.

After driving along the river bank in the slippery mud for more than 1 hour, I finally arrived at the so-called Egret Bay Wharf,

Due to the natural disaster during the Spring Festival, in addition to a few crooked yachts in the entire Bailuwan Wharf, only one sand boat that looks not short is still usable.

The convoy stopped in the middle of the wharf freight yard, Wang Zhiyuan closed the mask of the power armor and said: "Nightingale~ You take someone to the shore to check the sand boat, and I will go to the western storage area to see if there is anything that can be used." ”

The nightingale blinked her glasses and said, "No problem~ See you here in twenty minutes, bye~" With a wave of his hand, he turned around and pulled out a small climbing aid gun from the small bag on his waist.

Raising his hand, a climbing spear hung firmly on the crane boom on the port side of the sand boat like glasses, and in the blink of an eye, the nightingale, which was rapidly approaching the boom, stood firmly on the top of the crane boom with a front flip.

On the other side, when the iron door of the oil depot was broken, Wang Zhiyuan did not find much fuel in the half-empty warehouse, and many traces of survivors' lives were found in several buildings around him.

Finally, a peeled and painted fuel truck was found near the wreckage of the burned vehicle, kicked away the dried corpse leaning against the cab door, and checked the tank for 80% of the diesel oil.

Wang Zhiyuan pushed the fuel truck and ran for more than a minute, and finally followed the engine, climbed the window and made a gesture to the machine No. 5 inside.

As soon as the fuel truck drove back to the dock, the nightingale opened the cargo door on the port side of the sandy boat, and hung upside down from the railing on the side of the ship like a black spider in front of Wang Zhiyuan's face.

Wang Zhiyuan's body leaned to the side slightly, the nightingale glanced at Wang Zhiyuan with resentment, and sat on the oily hood behind Wang Zhiyuan with an "ah".

Showing a gentlemanly demeanor, he helped the nightingale down the hood, and said with a smile: "There have been survivors here before, and the fuel is basically in this car except for more than ten barrels of diesel fuel left in the warehouse."

How's that sand boat, can it still be driven? “

The nightingale took out a mobile phone and threw it to Wang Zhiyuan and said: "I took a part of the situation inside the boat, and I can still walk because the reserve fuel is not too much, and the rest can only be watched while walking, but fortunately, we only need to make do with the drive to Duck Lake." ”

Wang Zhiyuan took his mobile phone and opened it and looked at it and said: "Then start acting immediately, clean up the sand and gravel that is not used in the cargo hold, start to carry the chemicals on the truck into the cargo hold, and add all the oil in this car to the hull fuel tank by the way." “

After hearing this, the nightingale stared at Wang Zhiyuan in some surprise and said, "You are not surprised that this ship, which originally had dozens of crew members, has not even found a single figure on it, not even a single corpse. ”

Wang Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly after hearing this and said, "No one is good?" It would be strange if living people could be found in such a broken ship these days. ”

Two soldiers operated a crane shovel to roughly clear the cargo hold, and then two trucks and three tankers loaded with hazardous chemicals all stopped in the flat cargo hold of the sand ship.

Following the nightingale carrying a big black bag into the old wheelhouse of the sand boat, Wang Zhiyuan wiped the thin mud off the porthole glass with his hand and said: "I can't drive this kind of big boat, can the people brought by Miss Nightingale drive it?" ”

The nightingale, who was fiddling with the equipment on the bridge, frowned and turned to stare at Wang Zhiyuan after hearing this, and said, "Say you're a genius, right?" You can't even drive a boat, so you dare to swear that you will bring this person here to die.

What are you going to do if no one will start the boat? Do you drive a car and be a self-detonating truck?

Wang Zhiyuan, who looked indifferent, squinted his eyes and said, "Aren't you a super special soldier?" I don't think it's easy to drive a sand boat, it's a trivial matter. ”

Nightingale jerked the starting lever several times with all her might, and finally the boat started successfully with a series of muffled chimneys.

Wang Zhiyuan pressed the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder and said: "All the personnel immediately left the ship, returned to the convoy to follow and standby, and were ready to do fire support at any time."

Cortana~ Operate according to the predetermined route along the river, do some long-range fire support as much as possible, and all drones take turns to take the air to alert all possible targets around. ”

The sand boat was less than two hours away from Duck Lake, and as the river got wider and wider, so did the convoy on the shore.