On the Mingzhu, Fu Zhen was ready to fight back in the box, and Meng Xi even thought about where his memorial service would be held for a moment.

Now that the conflict begins, the possibility of exposure is infinitely close to 100%, which is beyond doubt.

Next to the assisting car, three soldiers reached out to lift the big box together. At this critical moment, a logistics officer walked out of the elevator and shouted at the people in the house: "Have a meeting inside and gather immediately!"

"Okay, okay, yes!" The officer in charge of warehousing immediately nodded and replied, then waved his hand to the delivery people and said, "Put the things in first, don't delay the meeting, hurry up!"

Everyone understood it and did not dare to delay the time, so they pushed the moped cart away directly. The officers of the Warehouse Department also followed their direct commander happily and asked with a smile: "...How many days will we have to patrol the mission? Are you leaving?"

"I don't know, I'll talk later."

“…!”

The two of them walked and chatted and left here.

Fu Zhen in the box wiped the sweat from his face with lingering fear, and muttered to Meng Xi in a low voice: "...Damn it, this is why I've been lucky since I was a child. If I want to change someone to go with you, it will definitely be cold..."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Meng Xi lay on Fu Zhen's side and scolded him repeatedly, for fear that this bastard would get sick and cause a big deal.

...

More than two hours later, after the thorough inspection, the Pearl rushed to leave the port and then changed into a large van to replenish supplies.

In a blink of an eye, time came late at night. The supply work of the Southern Tour No. 1 Fleet had basically been completed, and the shore became brightly lit. A large number of direct troops from Zhou returned, started to board the ship, and prepared to evacuate.

At this time, the coalition forces on the periphery had advanced from many areas, not too far from the main city of Luhuai, and the nearest combat troops were less than 200 kilometers.

As soon as the direct troops boarded the ship, the port became even more chaotic. Many military families could not find their relatives, and they were shouting, crying, and even clashing with soldiers from the naval management units. The soldiers from various combat units also frequently shuttled through the landing location because they were worried about the evacuation of their relatives.

Gunshots were accompanied by shouts, and from time to time, the main officers of combat troops at all levels also went to the grassroots level to stabilize the soldiers' emotions and tell them that your relatives will definitely be settled by the evacuation department, so don't be confused and listen to the command of the superiors.

That being said, it sounds very nice, but in fact, the ships anchored in Luhuai Port are definitely not enough. Many military officials have to wait until the troops have finished their journey before boarding the ship. How many empty seats are left at that time depends on the will of God.

The port was noisy and chaotic, and the patrol mission of the Southern Patrol Fleet became even more arduous. They were cruising in the inner harbor and shouting continuously to the coast.

...

On the 093rd Drive, a group of soldiers from the logistics department were dividing supplies. An officer in the command room stepped over and said to everyone: "War room, don't move the special supplies in the cockpit, let me come and carry them."

"Yes, sir!" The logistics soldiers were no longer surprised by this situation. The entire Zhou system was about to evacuate. It was normal for the upper-level commander to carry some personal work on the warship.

There are rumors outside that Commander Zhou Yuanzheng's private property occupied four warehouses on the main ship Pearl, and the priceless property inside may be enough to buy another large-scale destroyer.

Of course, it is unknown whether this is a bit exaggerated by the grassroots soldiers, but it can also be seen from this that the current chaos in the Zhou Dynasty.

When the logistics soldiers saw the commander of the command department coming to ask for things, they naturally did not dare to neglect them. They directly cleaned up their special supplies and waited for transporting them downwards with lifts.

About forty minutes later, ten soldiers mobilized by the command cabin transported the supplies to Warehouse No. 3. Dozens of boxes were not stacked, but were laid flat in the warehouse.

After the heavy warehouse door was closed, the leading command room officer whispered: "Let them come out."

"Dongdongdongdongdong!" The soldier knocked on the box with the smallest number, and then a sound came from inside.

At this moment, the No. 093 Drive has been cruising in the prescribed area, but the speed is not fast.

Deputy Captain Wei Zirun sat in the captain's cabin in the forecastle, looked down at his watch, then carefully sorted out his military uniform, and then walked out.

The gunman immediately followed and whispered: "The man has entered the warehouse."

"You should notify the Fire Control Chief and the Security Chief in the name of the command room. Then, a temporary meeting will be held to let them concentrate in the conference room, now." Wei Zirun ordered.

"Yes!" the other party nodded.

"Chen Ming is in the command room?" Wei Zirun asked.

"right."

"Where is Lao An?" Wei Zirun asked again.

"He was in the cockpit, never left, and had been docking with the main ship." The guns and cannons returned for a long time.

Wei Zirun looked down at his watch and whispered: "I'll go find Chen Ming. After you inform the Fire Control Chief and the Security Chief, wait for ten minutes, and then let the people in the No. 3 warehouse start to move. Remember, you must wait for ten minutes and wait until they get together before talking."

"clear!"

"that's all."

About twenty minutes later, Wei Zirun found the captain of the No. 093 destroyer in the combat room of the forecastle, who had just read the mission details sent by the Pearl.

"Xiao Wei, I'm just about to look for you. Take a look. These are the mission details sent by the main ship." Chen Ming sat on the sofa and handed over the information with a smile.

Wei Zirun took the information and did not sit down immediately, but whispered: "Captain, come to the lounge, I have something to say to you."

"What's wrong?" asked the captain.

"It's about... special supplies." Wei Zirun replied in a low voice: "Someone on the main ship said hello to me."

The captain was stunned for a moment: "Hello you?"

"Well, it was hidden from the commander." Wei Zirun blinked at the other party.

When the captain heard this, he immediately stood up and said, "Let's go and talk."

After saying that, the two left the war room and walked along the corridor for less than two minutes before entering the rest cabin. As soon as they entered the room, Wei Zirun closed the door.

at the same time.

Lin Sung-dong and Kim Tae-soo, wearing Zhou-style naval uniforms, entered the forecastle and approached the lounge under the leadership of the gun captain. On the other end, Ma Lao-o also arrived from the other side near the cockpit under the commander of the navigator.

Warships are different from civilian merchant ships. The cockpit and combat command room are separated. The commanders and deputy captains and other commanders do not need to enter the cockpit. The so-called navigator only formulates the navigation route and the person in charge of the helm has no military rights.

Lounge indoor.

As soon as Chen Ming sat down, he immediately asked Wei Zirun: "What's the matter with the special supplies you mentioned?"

Wei Zirun looked at him without looking sideways, and after a long silence, he said, "...Captain, I have decided to surrender to District 8. It depends on your attitude now."
Chapter completed!