Apocalyptic Red Alert

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——Boundary line——

"Team Han is so kind! I can't repay you in return. I just hope that if you can use me for anything in the future, I will try my best to help you!"

As he spoke, Mr. Bo’s hand holding the injection kept shaking...

The wound on the worker’s arm just now was not an act, it was a real injury!

How could Mr. Bo not be excited when he realized that he was holding the "sacred medicine" that "flesh gives birth to bones"? !

And this heartfelt statement comes from the bottom of my heart.

"Haha~ It's too outrageous for you to say that~"

After saying this with a smile, Han Feng thought to himself that I was "covering" this place~ Since you are the "big head" here, an injection is nothing~

"Don't thank me anymore. If you thank me again, the sky will be completely dark~"

Hahaha, Han Feng pointed at the sun that was about to set.

"Yes, yes, you are busy, you are busy!!!"

Realizing the time problem, Mr. Bo quickly waved his hand back, signaling the truck to follow Han Feng.

"These drivers should just rest~because the construction location is a secret..."

"Okay, okay~ I know, I know."

After three consecutive greetings, Bo turned around and looked at the truck and said, "You all get out of the car."

"Luna, take over~"

Watching the drivers leave the truck one by one, Han Feng said with a smile.

"Okay, Team Korea."

"Tap tap tap..."

Ten trucks, ten American soldiers, just "a carrot for each pit"~

"Then I'll leave first~"

Back in the car, Han Feng didn't dare to waste any more time.

"Team Han, please slow down on the road! Please pay attention to safety on the road!"

Knowing about the "war" outside the city, Bo Lao kept giving Han Feng advice before leaving.

"Okay, okay~"

Lowering the window, Han Feng extended his hand to say goodbye...

"Bo Lao...Han Team, he..."

Watching Han Feng's motorcade leave, the secretary beside Mr. Bo tried to say something, but Mr. Bo raised his hand to stop him.

"The Korean team is "beating" me..."

Remaining calm, Bo Lao "clarified" Han Feng's intention.

"Knocking? I don't think so? He can give you so many precious things..."

"Hey~ you don't understand."

After saying this, Bo Lao turned around and walked towards the house with his legs up.

When he came to the door, Bo Lao pointed to the half-open door and asked the secretary behind him, "Did you see the special forces coming out of our house?"

"I saw it."

With a confused look on his face, the secretary replied.

"So many special forces, ten of them! Did you see how they came in?"

"No...no, I didn't see it."

Under Bo Lao's questioning, the secretary looked horrified.

The security of Bo Lao's residence has always been his own responsibility. Now there is such a big mistake...

"I didn't see it either." Ignoring the secretary's fear, Mr. Bo continued, "There are eight of my experts guarding the hospital inside the building. Why didn't they notice so many people entering the house?"

"I, I, I..."

"Today, the special forces of the Korean team can appear in my house. In the future, these people will be able to appear next to my bed without anyone noticing!"

Turning around, Mr. Bo looked at his secretary and continued, "As long as I have a different intention, I believe... I will never see the sun the next day!"

"..."

The secretary lowered his head, not knowing how to answer this sentence in his mind...

"As for these precious medicines..."

Raising his hand, Bo Lao looked at the four green and crystal clear potions and said, "This is "Jujube"."

"date?"

"Idiot! Don't you understand the meaning of giving a date a slap in the face?!"

After saying that, Bo Lao turned around and walked into the house...

“Remember to pay the worker ten times the salary just now!”

As they went upstairs, Old Man Bo said without looking back.

"Okay Bo Lao! I'll do it right away..."

Speaking of which...

While it was still dark, Han Feng brought ten trucks to the second base construction site again.

"Luna, isn't Natasha back yet?"

Standing in the middle of the wall, Han Feng glanced inside and outside, but did not see any trace of a tent, so he asked Luna.

"Reporting to the Korean team, Natasha is still on her way to the zinc mine. She is expected to arrive at the zinc mine in half an hour and return here in two and a half to three hours."

"Oh... I'm just impatient."

After Luna finished speaking, Han Feng reacted. Only an hour has passed since Natasha left... How could Natasha come back in such a short time...

"Come on, let's find a few people to unload the goods first."

After getting out of the car, Han Feng looked around and continued, "I think this open space looks good. Let the Red Police soldiers rest here for the night."

"Okay, Team Korea."

After Luna finished speaking, more than fifty mobilization soldiers walked out of the wall, preparing to unload goods, assemble tents, and assemble camp beds...

Leaning in front of the car, Han Feng watched the mobilization soldiers hold up the tent while taking out a cigarette and lighting one...

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Han Feng strolled into the fence.

Scanning the many trucks, Han Feng found that nearly half of the steel had been unloaded. The unloaded building materials were piled next to several steel-making furnaces.

"Luna, build a second base, time..."

Drawing a long tone, Han Feng asked tentatively.

"Reporting to the Korean team, at this rate, it will take three months to build the second base."

"Isn't there any possibility of speeding up?"

"Sorry Team Han, no."

"..."

After hearing what Luna said, Han Feng suddenly felt a sense of loss...

Three months! Three months’ time…

"How can I endure it for so long..."

Looking at the sunset, Han Feng melancholy muttered to himself...

The gs virus has already broken out once in my body... If it happens again, I'm not sure whether I can survive it...

It is still uncertain when the next GS virus will break out...

Soon, night falls...

When it got completely dark, many lights came on on several steel-making furnaces. Although it cannot illuminate the dark night, it is more than enough to illuminate the inside of the wall.

"Team Han, why don't you go back and rest?"

Luna saw that Han Feng had not yet left for the city, so she took the lead and asked.

"Today is the first day of construction of the second base. I want to stay and guard this place. If there is a zombie attack at night, I can provide support as soon as possible."

Playing with his gloves, Han Feng responded.

"Okay Team Korea, your tent has been set up and you can rest at any time."

"Thank you for your hard work."

An hour and a half later...

"Da da da da da..."

In mid-air, the sound of helicopter propellers turning could be heard from far to near.

"Report to Team Han that Natasha is back."

"Yeah, I know."

A few minutes later, three Nighthawk transport planes stopped outside the fence.

"Team Han, I only brought 4,000 nutritional ointments this time... Because the capacity of the Nightingale transport plane is limited, there is no room for tents..."

"It's okay~ I've already taken care of the tent issue, but I'm just afraid you won't be able to bring the nutritional ointment~!"

Hearing the apology in Natasha's mouth, Han Feng waved his hand.

"Come on, everyone, put aside what you are doing and eat first."

Looking at the three Nighthawk transport planes loaded with nutritional cream, Han Feng decided to let the soldiers eat first. After all, after working for several hours, you only have strength when you are full, right?

After Han Feng gave the order, hundreds of Red Police soldiers lined up in three columns and received the nutritional ointment in front of the three transport planes one by one. The scene is orderly.

"Have a good meal, unload the remaining goods, and let everyone rest. As for these trucks... well, let's just leave them here for now. After all, it's so late, and the way back may not be very safe."

Holding a box of nutritional ointment, Han Feng walked out of the wall and came to his tent after leaving these words.