A few days later, a convoy of various civil locomotives drove into the underground parking lot of the abandoned factory.

"After you arrive in Tikru, go to find a general named Guo Ling in the General Staff of the new government, and after he sees this letter, he will naturally settle you for me first!" Haoyi handed a paper letter to Maier, who had changed into a civilian attire, and Zhengse explained.

After a few days of recuperation, with the help of high-tech medical jishu and prosthetic limbs, Maier was able to walk on the ground. Although he still seemed to limp a little at times, all in all, his leg injury was almost recovered.

"Okay, my brothers and I are waiting for you, Haoyi!" Maier solemnly took the letter, carefully stuffed it into his personal pocket, and said to Haoyi with a solemn face.

"If I have the life to go back, I will definitely go to find you, don't worry!" Haoyi smiled a little miserably, as if he said casually.

"Fuck your shit, you kid has a big life, and I haven't returned to my old thing, how can you be okay?" Maier raised his hand and lightly punched Haoyi, scolding with a smile.

"Okay, those doglegs of the Military Intelligence Department are going to be in a hurry, Lao Mai, you should hurry up! The things on the road, the dead Lu has arranged for you, you just have to eat and sleep well! Haoyi's heart warmed, patted Maier on the shoulder and said. The world is changeable, and the two people who were once a pair of life-and-death rivals are like year-old friends, and their love is deep.

"The bunnies are off!" Maier turned back to the nearly thirty surviving prisoners of war who were waiting on the side, waved his hand and shouted, and then led the way towards the convoy in the parking lot with Haoyi.

"Get in the car! I've already explained everything on the road! Andrew, who was whispering something to a plainclothes agent, saw Haoyi and the two coming over, and hurriedly greeted him and said, "In two days at most, you will be able to reach the St. Proli Star District safely!" ”

"Thank you, Lou!" Haoyi nodded and thanked Andrew, turned around and shook hands tightly with Maier, and said solemnly: "Take care, Lao Mai!" ”

Maier seemed to want to say something to Haoyi, but Zuihou nodded heavily, led the prisoner of war brothers behind him, and got into the convoy that had been waiting for a long time.

"Buzz!" With the roar of engines, the convoy rolled up a puff of smoke and dust out of the underground parking lot.

"I can't see it, you kid is quite affectionate!" Seeing that Haoyi had been looking at the back of the convoy in the distance, Andrew said with a faint smile.

"Nonsense, those brothers all crawled out of the pile of corpses with Lao Tzu!" Haoyi turned around and scolded Andrew angrily: "It's not like you cold-blooded agents!" ”

"Uh, what's wrong with us agents? How can we say that we rescued you and your brothers from the mouths of those monsters? Andrew teased very depressedly: "I said Captain, isn't it a little too ungrateful for you to talk about us agents like this?" ”

"Okay, you dead Lou is right!" Haoyi was stunned by Andrew's words, but he felt a little unreasonable, and after being speechless for a while, he gave in stupidly, and then asked with a change of face: "By the way, how is Lu preparing for that matter?" ”

"I'm just going to talk to you about this, come with me!" Andrew waved his hand to Hao Yi and led Hao Yi out of the underground parking lot.

What the two of them said was nothing else, it was how to try to infiltrate the headquarters base of the Fifth War Zone to rescue Haoyi's parents and wife. On the way, Andrew tells Hao Yi about the draft of the rescue Jihua developed by their military intelligence department.

The internal response of the Military Intelligence Department infiltrating the Fifth Theater has successfully copied the detailed electronic map of the headquarters base of the Fifth Theater, and has also determined the specific locations of the three imprisoned Haoyi's parents and wife. Now all you need to do is make a detailed rescue Jihua, and everything is ready to go.

"This is a detailed three-dimensional map of the headquarters base of the Fifth Theater of Operations, you see!" In a secret room, Andrew pointed to a three-dimensional holographic map mapped by a terminal microcomputer on the desktop, and explained to Haoyi Zhengse: "The defenders of the base are a fully organized marine division, with more than 10,000 marines, as well as a lot of heavy equipment such as chariots and mechas, and its combat effectiveness should not be underestimated. With only a handful of agents from our MIA, it would be almost impossible to directly attack the base from the outside. The only way to do this is to try to infiltrate the base first, and then, with the cooperation of our internal response, rescue your parents and wife before the guards are alarmed! ”

"Alright, don't talk to me so much, Lu!" Looking at the extremely complex holographic map of the Fifth War Zone Headquarters Base, Hao Yi couldn't help but have a big head, and waved his hand impatiently to interrupt: "I only ask for Lao Tzu's parents and mother-in-law to be rescued, you can do the rest of the things, right?" ”

"Uh, aren't you afraid that Lao Tzu will sell you?" Hearing Hao Yi's nonchalant words, Andrew asked a little stunned.

"Hehe, the person who has the ability to sell Lao Tzu is afraid that he hasn't been born yet!" Hao Yi grinned meaningfully.

"......" Looking at Hao Yi's very obscene and slightly sinister smile, Andrew couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat with black lines all over his head.

That night, another mysterious convoy quietly drove out of the abandoned factory that had been used as a temporary base and headed straight for the mountainous area where the headquarters base of the Fifth Theater was located.

......On a mountain road leading to the headquarters base of the Fifth Theater, a transport convoy escorted by two armored personnel carriers in the front and rear was slowly moving towards the base. Due to the large number of personnel at the headquarters base in the theater and the consumption of food and water, it is often necessary to transport a batch of supplies from Eder in three or two days, otherwise, tens of thousands of people in the base and the defenders will go hungry.

"Captain, there is an unknown blocking vehicle ahead, please instruct!" A lieutenant who was sitting in the passenger seat of the second transport locomotive suddenly heard a snorting sound from the headset, followed by the rapid debriefing of his subordinates.

"The convoy stops moving, the convoy gets off!" The lieutenant, whose heart was beating suddenly, hurriedly opened the team's public communication channel, gave a deep order, and then in a series of emergency brakes, grabbed a rifle at hand and hurriedly opened the car door and jumped out.

Sandwiched between two mountains, this winding mountain road is a very difficult place for ambushes with a modest locomotive track that can only accommodate two locomotives running in parallel at the same time. That's why the lieutenant was so nervous.

The convoy was escorted by only a 30-man marine detachment, riding in two armored personnel carriers in the front and rear. Hearing the captain's order, one by one the marines wearing heavy CMC armor got out of the personnel carrier, and the fifteen members in the back hurriedly formed a guard formation around the five transport locomotives in the middle, while the fifteen members in front followed the lieutenant who was wearing only a single light armor, and hurriedly surrounded the two civilian locomotives resting in the middle of the mountain road in the distance.

About a hundred paces away from the convoy, the two civilian locomotives collided head-to-head, apparently in what appeared to have been an accident. In the afterglow of the bright headlights, several figures stood beside the two locomotives, which were almost completely blocked by the mountain road, and a series of fierce quarrels faintly came.

"I'm your uncle, don't pay one or two million, none of you want to go back alive!"

"I'm afraid that you won't succeed, which way are you mixed up? Report your name, I can't kill you! ”

Approaching the two civilian locomotives step by step, listening to the indistinct quarrel and scolding, the lieutenant in charge of escorting the transport convoy secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that these people are not here to "rob the road", at least with their three or five bare-handed civilians, they are far from being the opponents of these heavily armed marines.

"Hey, what's going on?" As he cautiously approached the two wrecked civilian locomotives about a dozen paces away, the lieutenant suddenly shouted at the figures.

"Ah, is the military master here? This military master, you always give us a comment, obviously they ran into us retrograde, they actually put all the blame on us, you always say, what kind of fucking truth is this? Seeing a dozen or so heavily armed Marines suddenly appear, the "civilians" seemed to be taken aback. After a moment of panic, a big man hurriedly stepped forward to complain to the lieutenant, and casually leaned towards the lieutenant as he spoke.

“zhanzhu！” The lieutenant, who was quite vigilant, gestured at the rifle in his hand, glared at the big man, and shouted loudly: "Lao Tzu doesn't care about the broken bird matter between you, we are carrying out military affairs, you hurry up and make way for our convoy, otherwise, we will delay Lao Tzu's military affairs, and you birdmen will not be able to eat and walk around!" ”

"Huh? Don't don't, don't be, military master! When the big man at the head heard the lieutenant's scolding, he was frightened, and explained with a bitter face in a cold sweat: "How dare we delay your military affairs, Master Jun!" We also want to make way for you, but you look at it, you have crashed, and we can't move, so there's really no way! ”

Hearing Dahan's words, the lieutenant hesitated slightly, then stepped forward to take a closer look. It turned out that these two civil locomotives were both large locomotives similar to pickup trucks, and the back carriages were full of heavy cardboard boxes. The two locomotives collided head-to-head, each with a faint puff of green smoke from their respective engines, apparently unable to move.

"You're all here to help! Push this bird cart aside for Lao Tzu! Frowning and muttering for a moment, the lieutenant waved helplessly to his men who were surrounding the locomotive and gave a loud order.

Hearing the captain's order, the dozen or so marines were stunned at first, and then reluctantly put away their rifles one by one, and rushed forward to push the pickup locomotive that was stopped in the right lane.

"Master Jun, come and smoke a cigarette!" At this moment, the big man took out a pack of cigarettes, walked up to the lieutenant with a smile, and gestured to hand it to the lieutenant.

"No!" The lieutenant replied coldly, and wanted to turn around and walk back towards his convoy.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave, Master Jun!" No, the big man strode forward, grabbed the lieutenant's shoulder with a big grin, and said in a weird manner.

"If you don't want to die, don't make a sound!" The lieutenant was about to slap off the thick arm on his shoulder with a frown, when something like a cold barrel suddenly hit him at the vital point of his waist, and followed by the cold and low tone of the big man's voice in his ears.