"...The meeting is over, we will pack our personal belongings in the morning and move together in the afternoon!" Huhu's punch punched the air completely, causing Hong Tao's energy and blood to surge. He couldn't get angry yet, so he simply waved his hand and went to the north room to pack his things alone.

Already.

He has the most things of his own, and now he has to make choices. Apart from tools and clothes, most of them must be left behind. When he thinks of leaving this small courtyard where he has lived for several lifetimes, and not being able to come back for a long time, his heart breaks.

Like a knife twisting.

Compared with Hong Tao, most members don't have this kind of trouble. They already lost their homes, and many of them didn't even have their belongings. The feeling of reluctance has long passed. Now it's just a matter of moving again and carrying their bags.

Just leave without thinking about anything, even empty-handed!

"Old Liu, let Brother Sun take charge at home. You can take everyone to move the supplies first. Randy, Xiao Pan, I and I will go find something to use as a partition." Hong Tao tossed around in the room for more than half a day, picking up which one to put down.

When I was young, I felt that everything was necessary and should not be abandoned.

But in this case, even a truck may not be able to fit it. Looking at other people, the most they can carry is a suitcase. As the leader, it is obviously inappropriate for me to use my rights like this. There is no need to lose points on such a trivial matter.

Simply, grit your teeth, close your eyes, and give Chu Qiu the right to pack daily necessities. She can take whatever she likes, and leave with Randy and Pan Wenxiang, out of sight and out of mind!

"It's not safe for just the three of you to go out!" Liu Quanyou, like Hong Tao, handed over the task of packing things to Zhou Jinlan, and then went to the south room of the small courtyard to plan how to load the supplies into the car. When he saw Hong Tao, he asked again

I didn’t have any plans before going out, so I was a little worried.

"We won't go far, so we'll go for a walk on Di'anmen Street. If there's anything, Brother Sun can call us... Oh, yes, I forgot to mention that this kind of helmet has a communication system integrated into it. It should be no problem for one or two kilometers. You first

Wear one, the rest are in the basement, I will teach you how to use them then!"

Hong Tao waved his hand nonchalantly. After more than a month of cleaning up, the areas to the north and east of the courtyard have basically been cleaned up. Di'anmen Street is full of shops. Even if there are zombies, there won't be many. Three fully armed

The field team members are fully capable of handling it.

"Captain Hong, where are we going?" Pan Wenxiang became less resistant to Hong Tao after experiencing the life and death moment in the embassy, ​​but he didn't dare to get too close to him. He was very confused when he was named again this time.

"Go find you a game console to play..." Hong Tao grinned and winked at the little fat man.

"Tch..." It's okay not to smile, but this smile wiped out Pan Wenxiang's little trust.

"Randy, are you worried?" Since the meeting in the morning, Hong Tao found that the visa officer was a little distracted and very silent. He really couldn't figure out what the foreigner was thinking. He didn't ask in front of everyone, but now he was just inquiring.

"Last night was the radio contact time, and three more survivor groups were added..." Randy forced a smile, pretending to be calm, and answered lightly, but his eyes were still drifting.

"This is a good thing. You should be happy. Do you miss your family? I'll just talk nonsense. It's useless. Follow your habits and pray more. I hope they can escape.

Bar!"

Considering that Randy was proficient in three languages, Hong Tao gave him the task of using the radio to communicate with the outside world. This guy is also very responsible. No matter how tired he is during the day, he will definitely chat with survivors from all over the world during the daily contact time.

, and made detailed records.

In terms of the overall trend, there are more and more survivor groups. Considering that many survivors may not use shortwave radios or do not have equipment at hand, this number should increase many times. But in terms of the overall number, there are still many survivors.

Too little.

This judgment also corresponds to the results of Jiao San and Lin Na's unremitting search every day. They have traveled south and southwest to the two subdistrict office areas, but they have not found any trace of survivors.

Of course, it may be that people already have a small group and are no longer willing to contact outsiders easily without being sure of safety. Think about it, if you are eating and drinking and it is not dangerous, but you suddenly hear someone shouting, you should be more careful.

Think about it, it won't show up right away.

"One of them is in Boston, less than 20 kilometers away from my home!" Hong Tao guessed half of it right. Randy did miss his family, but not for nothing, but saw a little hope.

"This is a good thing. You can tell me your address and ask them to search for it with purpose!" Hearing this, Hong Tao quickly put away his smile and said seriously.

"...There are only six of them, all old people and children. They can't get through the densely populated urban area with three shotguns." Randy shook his head and fell silent again.

"You can tell them our experience in cleaning up and luring zombies. After all, the population density there is not as good as here. As long as it is done properly, there should be some hope. By the way, there are also drones. Use the drone to fly over and play.

Recording is also possible!”

Thousands of miles apart, Hong Tao had almost forgotten what Boston was like. He was so helpless that he could only talk and try to come up with ideas that were not too bad, leaving some theoretical hope for Randy.

"Team Leader Jiao said you can fly a plane, is it true?" Randy didn't say whether these methods were good or not. He suddenly stopped and stared at Hong Tao asking very seriously, with a blue light shining in his eyes.

"This grandson can't do anything good... Randy, listen to me, it's true that flying a plane is fine, but... By the way, you have worked as a ground handler and you should know that long-distance flying can't rely solely on flight skills and aircraft skills.

Used. Without satellites and radio navigation stations, transoceanic flying is basically equivalent to flying freely in outer space wearing a spacesuit. Once you fly out, you will be gone!"

Hong Tao really wanted to go back and grab Jiao San and throw him down for five minutes, but it was a pity that the guy took Lin Na to search on his big motorcycle early in the morning. It's true that success is not enough but failure is more than failure. What do you tell an American survivor that I can fly a plane?

What do you mean? Are you hoping to use Randy’s hand to get rid of my fictitious love rival?

But now it's too late to say anything. Randy is also stubborn, so he really wants to ask himself this question. Please, you have served in the Army Air Corps after all, can you not be as ignorant as ordinary people!

"What if it's a propeller plane? I can also fly a propeller plane, but I don't have a license. The two of us are flying together!" But the bad thing is that he is in service. Randy doesn't know anything about flying. He knows how jets can do things.

Not sure, so I simply changed my plan.

"...Theoretically, it's possible. I have specialized in visual flight training at the Boeing Company's flight base, and my results are not bad. But have you ever thought about it, we don't know where a suitable aircraft can be used. Even if we find it, we will not be able to use it along the way."

Where should we go to refuel? Unless you can find the distribution map of the US Air Force or Navy's Pacific Coast military bases. If so, then we will find a big plane and take away all the rescue team members. To be honest, where is your hometown?

The population density in the border area is low and the popularity of firearms is high, so it is more suitable for survivors to develop than here."

Regarding this issue, Hong Tao pretended to think about it carefully for a while. In fact, there was no need for Landi to mention it. The idea of ​​flying a plane had already occurred to him on the first day of the catastrophe.

Unfortunately, neither jets nor propeller planes can safely reach the West Coast of the United States under the current conditions, let alone fly to Boston. It's not that the technology is not up to par, but that the equipment does not support it.

Even if the meritorious test pilots of the Russian Air Force were recruited, they would not be able to fly there without satellite and radio navigation, detailed flight charts, airport location, and ground crew assistance.

"...I'm sorry, I'm a little lost! Are you going somewhere today? Are you going to go back and find the body?" Randy has a strong self-regulation ability. After listening to Hong Tao's explanation, he immediately understood how serious the idea of ​​flying back to the United States was.

It's childish, so let's just not talk about it.

"What a fool, I thought you had made progress after one life and death!" As soon as Randy said he wanted to go back to the embassy area, the muscles on Pan Wenxiang's fat face immediately began to tremble involuntarily, and he hesitated in his steps.
Chapter completed!