To stock up on goods in the apocalypse, I evacuated tens of billions of warehouses

Sun Wentao took advantage of his position to contact the information department personnel on the eighth floor, and finally found out some information on the sixth day.

The moment he saw the news, his face darkened, because they found out that the person who owned the snowmobile actually lived in Yunwu Mountain, and it was also in the fortress that Meng Fanchao spent a lot of money to build.

He had heard about that safe house. It was built like a copper wall from the inside out. No ordinary weapons could damage the house, let alone enter it.

If those two snowmobiles were really inside, it would be really difficult.

Back in the office, Sun Wentao asked Zeng Zhigang to be called over and told him about the matter. Zeng Zhigang's face was also solemn.

If they can't get in, they won't be able to get the snowmobile, and they won't be able to communicate.

"What do you think about this matter?"

Sun Wentao tapped the table with one hand, his eyes sharp.

He was determined to win this matter, and he vowed to do it beautifully. If he couldn't complete it, he would take Zeng Zhigang's life.

Zeng Zhigang also knew the seriousness of the matter. After thinking for a moment, he whispered, "Why don't we go find the superpower team? Someone among them must be able to enter the house."

"If he can open the door from the inside, we'll just go in and get rid of the people inside and get the snowmobile."

"I also heard that Meng Fanchao didn't go out after he built this safe house. He even bought a lot of supplies and kept them at home. Maybe we can still get these supplies."

"Well...the base doesn't have large thermal weapons for us to use, so it seems like this is the only way we can use it."

"Let's go! Come to the third floor with me and discuss it with their department leaders."

"it is good."

After the two of them finished speaking, they went straight to the third floor and went to Jin Chusheng's office.

He is the manager of the third floor, responsible for managing the entire floor, and also has deployment rights.

After arriving at the office, the two told Jin Chusheng about the matter. Jin Chusheng stretched and looked at him lazily, "So you want to borrow someone from me?"

"Yes, please ask Director Jin to lend us one or two people. As long as this matter can be resolved smoothly, we will definitely report your achievements to the higher ups."

"is it?"

"Uh... we will also give half of the materials paid to the third floor, and the rest will be handed over to the top."

"This...isn't good! This is lining your own pockets!"

Jin Chusheng's eyes flashed with amusement, and he kept playing with the cup in his hand.

Seeing his appearance, Zeng Zhigang and Sun Wentao immediately understood.

"How could it be that we are lining our own pockets? The superpower team usually works so hard, and the superiors have ordered us to distribute more of these things to Director Jin. We just follow the rules, and the director only does what the superiors say."

"Oh~ Since that's the case, then I'll lend you two."

"Hahahaha, okay, thank you, Director Jin. Don't worry, we will definitely protect your people."

"This is best. When will you set off? I can send my people out with you."

"We need to make a plan first, but for the sake of safety, I hope you can ask your people to go down below to discuss the plan tonight."

"Okay, I'll let them pass later."

"Thank you, Director Jin. If nothing happens, we will leave first."

"Go! I have other things to do, so I won't see you off."

On the way back, Sun Wentao looked a little ugly.

In his opinion, Jin Chusheng was like a lion talking loudly, but if he didn't agree, Jin Chusheng might not send anyone to go with them.

Whether it's a big deal or a small matter, they do pay more attention to it, but people above the third floor don't take it so seriously. After all, the things they have to do are more important than the last.

Compared with what their superiors have to do, the snowmobile can only be regarded as a trivial matter.

"Director, do we really have to give him half of the supplies?"

Although Zeng Zhigang is a big boss, he is still very dissatisfied with this matter.

Their food on the first floor was the worst in the entire base. They managed to get some good food, but they actually had to give half of it to Jin Chusheng. This was a bit hard for him to swallow.

"Then what do you want to do? If you don't give it, who will help us solve this problem?"

"Maybe we can do this."

Zeng Zhigang said a few words in Sun Wentao's ear, and Sun Wentao's face changed drastically, and he responded with words.

But after calming down, he thought about it carefully and felt that it was feasible.

Anyway, only those who go know how many things are in the safe house. When they come back, they can only say how much it is.

"How sure are you about this matter?"

"Eighty percent."

"Okay, then you can act according to the circumstances."

"clear."

Returning to the first floor, Zeng Zhigang began to summon his most trusted and capable men to Sun Wentao's office.

Several people sat in the room and waited for nearly an hour and a half before they saw two people from the supernatural team walking in.

One of them has white hair and needs help when walking; the other one is only fifteen or sixteen years old and is still a child.

Looking at these two people, it would be a lie to say that they are not angry. It’s just them. I don’t know if it will be a disservice to them!

"Are you two sent by Director Jin for support?" Sun Wentao's tone was filled with suspicion as he spoke.

The hidden anger in his eyes made him clenched his fists.

"You guys are... quite broken. Grandpa Yao's legs and feet are not good. Why don't you get him a softer stool?"

The child is not old, but his attitude is very arrogant. After all, he is a third-level person and a person with superpowers. Let alone a person below the third-level, even people above the third-level must be careful when they see members of the superpower team. Respectfully.

Therefore, he developed this arrogant and arrogant look.

Zeng Zhigang looked at this brat and wished he could kill him with one shot, but he was worried that if he really killed him, he would get himself into trouble, so he could only endure it.

He gritted his teeth, then took a deep breath and looked at his men, "Go, find a softer cushion and bring a higher stool."

"Yes."

"I want a soft cushion too!" At this time, the little boy also said something, which made Zeng Zhigang's teeth itch.

Soon, the men brought stools and cushions. After the two sat down, they looked at the others coldly.

"I don't know what to call you two?"

Sun Wentao broke the silence and took the initiative to ask the two of them.

The little boy raised his head and glanced at the old man, "This is Grandpa Yao. You can just call him Mr. Yao. As for me, Wu Di."

"Okay, thank you both for coming to help. I am the director of the Investigation Department on the first floor and the manager of the first floor."

"He is the captain of the second team of the first-floor security department, Zeng Zhigang. They are Captain Zeng's subordinates, and they are also the team members who will act with you this time."

After Sun Wentao introduced the names of the team members, he continued, "I wonder what your powers are? We can make arrangements easily."