Apocalyptic Red Alert

"Then... the commander of my awesome Red Alert System, only one person under his command can fly an armed helicopter?!!!" At this time, Han Feng's mentality was a little bit broken...

When it comes to human sea tactics, mobilized troops bear the brunt! When it comes to crushing firepower, American soldiers do their part! When it comes to long-range attacks, snipers are everywhere! When it comes to the field of air defense, one man with heavy armor can hold a barrier and ten thousand men cannot open it!

Why couldn't the hundred-man army find another person once they arrived at this armed helicopter? !

"Report to the Korean team, poster special forces, elite combat soldiers, they also have the relevant skills to fly various aircraft. Following Han Feng's question, Luna whispered.

"..." Staring at the four armed helicopters, Han Feng was speechless.

Suddenly, Han Feng thought of a possibility and asked directly, "By the way Luna, can Tanya train a group of armed helicopter pilots?" As he spoke, Han Feng thought that since Tanya knew this skill, then teach him One step should be fine, right?

"I'm sorry about the Korean team. Red police soldiers do not have the ability to operate across arms and learn across arms."

"Alas..." Han Feng sighed softly, thinking that the last bit of "hope" was shattered.

"So, only one armed helicopter can be dispatched at a time..." After Han Feng looked around, he noticed dozens of large boxes placed behind the four armed helicopters, and then asked, "What are those over there?" What is it?”

"Report to the Korean team, those behind are ty90 air-to-air missiles and other weapons from armed helicopters."

"Okay." After saying that, Han Feng stayed for a moment and then walked out.

Returning to his tent, Han Feng saw that the lights in the tent were still lit.

"Brother Han, you...Hi~Beauty"

"Xiao Han, go wash your hands quickly. You haven't eaten well all day. You must be hungry, right?" As soon as they entered the tent, Kong Xiang and Brother Wang stood up and "greeted" them.

"Haha~ It smells so good!" After a day of intense fighting, Han Feng's stomach didn't feel at all. Now that the battle is over, he feels relaxed, and coupled with the tangy aroma of the food... Han Feng feels that he can eat "a cow" now!

Sitting at the dinner table, Han Feng didn't care about his image and just started eating. Tanya, on the other hand, seemed more "quiet" and chewed slowly and carefully.

"Xiao Han, what are your plans next?" Looking at Han Feng who was devouring his food, Brother Wang asked tentatively.

"Plan? What's your plan? First collect all the weapons in the safe zone, and then clear out Cheng Ji and the rest of his party, and then... and then..." At this point, Han Feng couldn't say anything for a while. plan. Han Feng's current plans are all based on some experience accumulated in the last prison. In terms of management... Han Feng has no experience at all.

"No way..." When Han Feng hesitated, Brother Wang frowned and spoke.

"What's not working?"

"Look, Xiao Han... The first thing is to collect all the weapons in the safe zone. The first is unrealistic, because there are tens of thousands of people in the safe zone, and they come in and out every day... there is simply no way to collect them all. The second is that there are tens of thousands of people in the safe zone. These teams have to go out every day, and they must have weapons. Otherwise, if they go out without weapons to defend themselves, isn’t this just giving food rations to monsters?”

"Get rid of Brother Yang and his subordinates... This depends on the situation. After all, their family had a big business at the time, and many of their people in the safe zone were killed... I'm afraid the airport will collapse."

"If you don't kill them, what if they rebel?" Han Feng said after hearing what Brother Wang said.

"Kill? How to kill? Only he knows how many informants Brother Yang has planted in the airport. Where can we find them?"

"Um...that's right."

Looking at Han Feng's thoughtful eyes, Brother Wang asked, "Besides these, do you have any other plans?"

"I don't know. I can't even manage ten people. How can I possibly manage tens of thousands of people at the airport?" After saying that, Han Feng turned his eyes and stared at Brother Wang and continued, "How about... you do it for me?" Can I manage it?”

As thoughts arose, Han Feng immediately put down his bowls and chopsticks and said, "Let's do this~ I've decided! From now on, Brother Wang, you will be in charge of this airport! When the time comes, you will recruit people to assist you. As for me... I will go out and play around every day." ~How about I don’t have to guard this airport every day~"

What Han Feng hoped in his heart at this time was that he could take people out to kill zombies and get gold coins every day, instead of staying in the airport security area and caring about this and that every day.

For others, the position of airport boss is one that everyone wants to get, but for Han Feng... it has become a hot potato...

"No, no, no! You brought down the airport! I can't surpass you and become the boss!" As soon as Han Feng tried to push himself to the "top position", Brother Wang immediately stood up with a troubled expression on his face and waved his hands back and forth, indicating that he could not take the position.

"Oh Brother Wang! I say you can, you can! Who dares to object~ Besides, don't you still have many teams that are our allies? You promote them~ Then you will be free."

After Han Feng finished speaking, he saw that Brother Wang was still shaking his head, but his expression was much better than before, so Han Feng "strike while the iron is hot" and said, "I really don't have the intention to manage this place. When I think about tens of thousands of people eating, drinking and sleeping, I get a headache." They all exploded~ So I’ll leave this “hard” job to you~ Hehe.”

"Then... let me give it a try?" Looking at Han Feng with a smile on his face, Brother Wang also smiled and said tentatively.

"Come on~! You must do it~"

"Then let's make a deal! If I can't do it, you have to come in person!" Although Brother Wang was excited, he still knew his own limitations. For an airport with tens of thousands of people, Brother Wang himself didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to do it well.

"Okay~ I'll talk about it when the time comes~" Pushing this "arduous" task to others, Han Feng just acted as his own "hands-off shopkeeper"~

After dinner, Brother Wang took the bowl and chopsticks out of the tent...

"Where are you going tomorrow?" After Brother Wang left, Tanya asked Han Feng.

"HS Armed Forces."

"Find Lin Lan's whereabouts?"

"Yes. I must find the reason." Looking at the moon outside the window, Han Feng felt uneasy... What kind of power could turn such a strong Lin Lan into this... She couldn't even resist mentally.

Although Han Feng said that he was going to find the "black hand" behind Lin Lan, he was unsure at this time...

"Okay~ See you tomorrow~" As she spoke, Tanya stood up and walked out.

"It's so late? Where are you going?" Han Feng asked in confusion, watching Tanya about to step out of the tent.

"I'm just strolling around~ and finding a place to sleep~"

"What good place is there outside? Besides, isn't there a spare bed in the tent?" Han Feng said, pointing to the spare bed in the corner.

"Stay to sleep? I can tell you in advance~ I'm used to sleeping naked~" As she spoke, Tanya threw an intriguing wink at Han Feng...

"Uh..." At this time, Han Feng also realized that his words were a bit "inconsiderate", and he hesitated for a while, not knowing what to say to save the situation.

"There are empty tents outside, and the terminal is not completely destroyed. There are so many rooms to live in~" Seeing Han Feng's embarrassment, Tanya said a word and walked out of the tent.

Watching Tanya walk away, Han Feng thought that he would give Tanya the whole big tent tomorrow, otherwise... it would be a bit "sorry" for her.

After watching Tanya see him off, Han Feng zipped up the door curtain and turned to walk to the bed.

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, Han Feng felt his limbs weak, his legs could not support the weight of his body, and he fell to the ground.

"Report to Captain Han, the antidote is ineffective, and the mental toxin is spreading..."

"Alarm alarm! The neurotoxin is..."

"The medicine...hasn't been researched yet?" At this time, the alarm in his mind was loud, and Han Feng contacted Luna with difficulty.

"Report to Captain Han, the combat laboratory has developed