In addition, Xiao Yi has no motive to persecute them, and nine out of ten people who have come will not want to leave.

"Can you mix and match portions as you like?"

Zhao Yuanshan asked.

All three types of things are in short supply for the Beijing fleet.

First of all, the ammunition reserve of the convoy is not infinite, if you encounter the rumored tide of corpses and the ammunition is consumed, then the road after that will be a white-knuckle battle with zombies.

Not to mention medicines.

The reason why human life expectancy after the industrial era has greatly increased, anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers have played a vital role in it.

And the last item of fresh pork seems to be nothing, after all, the Beijing district fleet has not yet experienced a lack of food.

But whether it is ~ He Weihua or Zhao Yuanshan.

If Xiao Yi only gave them one option, they would not hesitate - choose fresh pork.

Because it's not just to satisfy the appetites of the big people in the team.

For officers and soldiers at the bottom, fresh meat can be a huge morale boost!

As the division commander and corps commander who led the troops, He Zhao and the others understood the importance of morale too well.

"Yes, I'll give you the weight anyway."

Xiao Yi didn't care.

"Okay, that's fine, let's go back and send a telegram to discuss with them."

The matter was too important, and He Zhao and the two felt that it was better to let the big people of the Beijing District team decide for themselves.

"No problem."

Xiao Yi nodded in agreement.

With the options provided by Xiao Yi, He Zhao and the two suddenly felt that the pressure on their shoulders was greatly reduced.

The two stood up and were about to leave.

Xiao Yi suddenly stopped them:

"The two, I, as an outsider, talk more."

He Zhao and the others turned around at the same time.

"There will not be many of you going north to reinforce you, so I am here to provide you with a plan."

"Listen."

He Weihua put on an expression of accepting orders.

"You can send two reinforcements."

"The first team, characterized by high mobility, strives to reach the Beijing convoy as quickly as possible, and their task is to show your attitude while also responsible for guiding the convoy south."

Xiao Yi raised a finger.

"Makes sense."

Zhao Yuanshan bowed his head slightly.

As a senior officer of the Rongdu Military Region, Zhao Yuanshan has access to some core secrets.

For example, satellites.

Most of the satellites in the sky are still working at this stage.

However, because most of the domestic satellite control stations have fallen, it is only a matter of time before the satellite loses control without artificial adjustment.

Although it does not happen instantaneously, the accuracy and timeliness of satellite navigation will gradually decrease over time until it disappears.

Therefore, bringing a little guide is a very important insurance.

"Second, you guys will form some small combat units."

"Their task is to set up stops along the way."

"These stations have three functions: to assist the Beijing convoy to go south, observe changes in the surrounding natural environment for early warning, and mark the supply points within two kilometers of the station so that they can collect when the convoy arrives."

Xiao Yi raised his second finger.

"Second, Mr. Xiao, you should come to the army to be a general."

After listening to Xiao Yi's plan, Zhao Yuanshan immediately sent his thighs.

Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

In fact, this plan was heard by him in his previous life.

It is said that in order to sort out this plan, tens of thousands of survivors actually migrated on the road.

To live again, it is one more to save one.

Xiao Yi was indifferent in his heart.

"In short, you have to tell the Beijing convoy that your reinforcement plan is to reduce casualties and speed up the idea of the convoy going south."

Xiao Yi added.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanshan couldn't help laughing:

"Mr. Xiao, I said wrong, you should not be a general, you should be a politician!"

Xiao Yi shrugged slightly.

He Weihua sighed in his heart:

This agent identity, I am afraid that I am going to make a lot of money!

......

Around noon.

Ulan Bu City, on the outskirts of Nancheng.

The scorching sun scorches the earth.

The tar oil road began to appear transparent hot gas like a distorted space. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )

Cars pass through the middle of the city.

Left behind the convoy were dark buildings like sticks of charcoal.

To save time.

In the early morning, the Beijing Convoy Operations Department drew up a battle plan.

Use armored troops as bait to attract the zombies of the entire city of Ulan Bu together, and then destroy them with gasoline and incendiary bombs.

An unprecedented killing of zombies began.

The operation was very successful.

But both military and civilian personnel have become numb to this.

Everyone just wants to get to the rumored oasis as quickly as possible.

"Stop, rest in place for two hours, cook separately!"

On the roof of a car in the convoy in a civilian area, a loud loud sound sounded loudly on a loud loudspeaker.

Sound can cover up to two kilometers.

The Beijing convoy, which is more than ten kilometers long, relies on a total of six or seven megaphones to convey basic orders.

Vehicles stopped.

Inside the bus in a certain year.

Qi Yue stood at the edge of the car door, one foot in the air.

Although she is the driver of this car, it is not she who is driving now, but a young man named Wang Xiaochuan, nicknamed Xiaochuan.

"Sister Qi Yue, do you still want to go?"

Seeing this, the young man named Wang Xiaochuan turned his head and said.

"Well, don't wait for me for lunch, I will definitely come back before the convoy leaves."

"Also, don't get too close to those monsters, and collect firewood away from them."

Qi Yue turned his head and said.

When Wang Xiaochuan hit the brakes, before the inertia of the bus disappeared, Qi Yue jumped out of the bus and walked towards the center of the convoy.

Looking at Qi Yue's disappearing back.

Wang Xiaochuan sighed.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Three knocks on the glass sounded.

Wang Xiaochuan turned his head.

I saw several bald guys who Qi Yue called monsters standing outside the bus.

They were still covered in rags and had black glasses.

The bald guy named Ghost Master grinned:

"Little brother Wang Xiaochuan, do you want to drink water? Pure water? "

Said, handed over a bottle of moist pure water.

Wang Xiaochuan instinctively licked his dry lips, but remembering Sister Qi Yue's warning, he gritted his teeth and reprimanded:

"Get out!"

The ghost master lifted the corner of the rag, revealing the sharp yellow teeth at the edge of the corner of his mouth, and said with a sinister smile:

"I see how long you're all hiding in the car."

Wang Xiaochuan suddenly exploded in sweat.

"Wang Xiaochuan, what's wrong?"

A middle-aged woman holding a baby asked.

"It's nothing, before Sister Qi Yue comes back, everyone is not allowed to get off the car to eat, if it is convenient, go to the back of the car to solve it."

Wang Xiaochuan warned.

There was a flurry of complaints in the car.

But fortunately, he parked his car under a dirt slope and hid in the shade.

The rear of the Beijing convoy, near the central area.

After several tosses and turns, Qi Yue finally found the ensign officer who dealt with the zombie incident yesterday night.

At this point, the officer received his lunch.

A dry and hard flapjack, filtered in white liters, and then put a deep well water with disinfectant tablets.

"Are you here again?"

When the ensign saw Qi Yue, he was immediately angry.

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