The car prepared just in case has now helped Long Yun a lot.

Now that he had found a useful means of transportation, he immediately went to the main entrance of the garage, broke the weathered lock with two shots, and used all his strength to open the dusty iron door. Moments later, in the harsh midday sun, the sound of "squeaking" rubbing came out of the garage, and he sat on his bicycle and pushed it into the open air, starting to leave the "dead city" as fast as possible with this primitive device.

After the initial run-in, Long Yun could feel the resistance under his feet gradually lessening, and this kind of clever design seemed to be very suitable for solo use, even on the wind-eroded railroad tracks, it could reach a speed of about twenty kilometers per hour.

Well, just get out of town!

As for the backpacks and equipment left in the base, there are no more to care about now.

Taking out the map in his backpack and holding it on his head, Long Yunge stepped on the pedal under his feet vigorously, and drank two sips of light salt water that had become warm from the kettle from time to time; He estimated the distance at the time of departure, and he needed to hold out like this for more than an hour, trying to get out of the deadly area of the "dead city", and then he could contact the receiving troops on standby on the periphery.

On the desert Gobi around the flat "dead city", there was no real wind at this time, and the monotonous scenery looked very boring, only the sand and gravel that appeared on the railroad tracks from time to time caused a burst of bumps, which made Long Yun get rid of the feeling of drowsiness. It was the afternoon when the sun was at its hottest, and it was also the hottest time in the hinterland of Central Asia, and although there was plenty of drinking water and protective measures, he felt quite hard.

Thinking of the American pilot who had just escaped on a bicycle. It seems that he came prepared; Otherwise, ride a bike in such a place. There is a danger of heat stroke and dehydration at any time.

I was in a hurry to find a way to leave. Long Yun only now remembered what he had seen and heard in the "Dead City", because he was in a hurry to pursue the Americans, and most of the area here had not yet had time to investigate. Especially behind the black walls of that huge building, what kind of things are there?

Not only that, but he didn't come up with a reason for the motives of the Americans to infiltrate the "dead city".

After driving the "Blackbird" down, he didn't hurry to find a way to escape, but ran to this uninhabited place to do something?

I think back to when I used to fight in the skies of Central Europe. After he died with Erich Rudolf, the number one ace of the Federal Republic of Germany, and fell into the hands of the CIA, they also tried to take him to the United States; Thinking of the top-secret information provided by the "General Administration of Rome" before this mission, Long Yun began to have a slightly rough but clear guess:

The American pilot, or the secret department he was tasked with, was probably also conducting an investigation related to superpowers.

Otherwise, how would the Americans know about the "dead city" and be clearly interested in it, and how could the pilot of the crash sneak in? And the most outrageous thing is that the United States actually has superpowers and pilots who fly strategic reconnaissance planes.

That mysterious American pilot. Since he's also a superpower, you must catch him now!

Intuition was reminding Long Yun. This person is quite dangerous.

……

In the afternoon of the same day, after a tiring and arduous journey, Long Yun finally encountered a Soviet internal guard unit patrolling and waiting on the periphery of the "dead city", he waited in place for a while, and then got on the off-road truck that came to meet him.

After all this tossing, by the time Zakharov reconnected with the Kalsacks in the direction of the faction, it had been almost three hours since the encounter in the "Dead City".

Riding in the shuttle vehicle in the desert, in the spacious compartment of the Kraz-255 heavy-duty off-road vehicle, Long Yun drank some drinks and took a wet cool towel to wipe his face. Unable to lie down and rest, he immediately called Zakharov on his satellite phone, which was still fashionable in this world, and ordered the liaison officer in charge of operational coordination to report immediately to his superiors, and mobilized all the internal guards and border guards available in the vicinity to search for the American pilot who had escaped.

"W-what?!"

Zakharov, who is still stationed in the field, also has some knowledge of the situation in the "dead city", his tone is full of disbelief: "Comrade Rezenov, you mean - someone attacked you in the 'target' area, and now you are on your way to escape? But...... But no one has ever been able to enter there, except for you, have you really entered the 'target' area? ”

"Yes! I also thought it was incredible that I was attacked at the 'target'. -- But,"

Long Yun replied, thinking to himself that not only do you think it is impossible, but I also think this is simply incredible, "Since I can safely approach the 'target', then it is not a fantasy that other people can also approach it, right?" ”

Standing and talking on the phone, a little tired, Long Yun pulled out the folding chair fixed to the wall of the carriage, sat down to rest, "It is precisely because this American pilot can also enter the 'target' area that we need to catch him and ask what is going on." So act now and get him arrested! ”

"Good, good! -- I immediately contacted headquarters. ”

Sensing from Long Yun's account, this matter was not trivial, and Zakharov answered again and again before hanging up the phone.

Putting down the phone and calling someone to bring lunch, Long Yun absentmindedly munched canned beef and vegetable soup dipped in bread, but he had a vague bad premonition in his heart, and the worry in his heart about what he had just told Zakharov to do became more and more obvious.

Could that American pilot, a man with mental superpowers, be so easily arrested?

In fact, the answer to this question can be given without thinking. Whether it is his previous adventure in the French countryside or the reality that the KGB searched for the "Blackbird" pilot but found nothing, it shows how difficult this kind of search for superpowers will be. Like this guy who escaped today, even if he only knows how to snoop a little consciously, he can easily avoid the pursuit of the searchers, unless he is blocked in a dead end by a whole company of soldiers, he will probably not be caught.

But even so, what can be done......

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this guy was likely to slip through the net, Long Yun was a little upset, took a hot shower in the simple shower room of the carriage, and then lay down on the marching bunk to take a nap.

The accompanying officers wanted to lie down and rest when they saw their number one trump card, and they were supposed to turn on the air conditioner, but this kind of thing was rare and luxurious on field vehicles, and was politely declined by Long Yun. Considering that in this convoy now, the drivers and soldiers are sticking to their posts in the dry and hot weather, and he doesn't want to be like an officer who can enjoy it, and special treatment is not his preference.

After a mission, he is quite content when he has a hot bath to take and a hot meal to eat.

After sleeping in the "dead city" and the previous high-intensity exercise, Long Yun was quite tired and fell asleep unconsciously. (To be continued......)