"Yang Lin, you can choose one from the Qin Warriors!" Tang Warrior's mecha turned its head to the crew-cut boy on the ground with a somewhat horrified expression, and Tang Lang's voice came out through the broadcast on the mecha's mouth.
"Do you already know who I am?" Yang Lin looked up at Tang Warrior's huge body, the shock on his face gradually faded, and asked unexpectedly.
"No, no, I don't know who you are, but from you, I can smell..." Tang Warrior Mecha shook his head very humanely, paused for a moment: "The smell of the same kind!"
"Do they smell like the same kind?" Yang Lin whispered to himself, his voice so low that Sun Xueqing, the elder beside him, could not hear clearly. "If it refers to the smoke of the battlefield and the terrible smell of blood, then we are indeed the same kind."
Raising his head, Yang Lin saluted solemnly to Changsun Xueqing, who had a strange look in his eyes next to him: "General Changsun, Major Yang Lin of the Special Service Department of the General Staff Headquarters is reporting to you."
"Major Yang Lin of the General Staff's Special Service Department?" Sun Xueqing's eyes flashed, and then she showed a very rare dejection: "Did my father send you here? It turns out that I still haven't escaped his sight!"
"Major General Changsun, I am not following the commander-in-chief's personal orders, but the orders of the military and the request of the Academy of Sciences to protect you when you travel far away." Looking at the somewhat decadent Changsun Xueqing, Yang Lin shook his head, but his eyes were filled with confusion.
Show a trace of pity.
But when he mentioned the Commander-in-Chief, he stood up straight: "Commander-in-Chief, I actually care about you very much. Although he already knew about you when you arrived at the star port of the Fluctuating Light Galaxy, his requirements for me are very simple.
Protect your safety and ignore other things. He asked me to bring you a sentence, and this sentence should have been told to you only when you returned."
As Yang Lin spoke, he turned on the personal computer on his wrist, and a holographic projection popped up.
It was the back of a man in military uniform standing behind a large desk with his hands behind his back, and a very contagious voice with a touch of gold and stone sounded: I never hope that my daughter will live so dazzlingly, and I never hope that my daughter will live a dazzling life.
My daughter becomes the exchange for the family's glory. The honor of the eldest grandson family has to be maintained by everyone in the eldest grandson family on the battlefield. As a father, I only hope that she can live happily, even if one day she grows up and wants to spread her wings and fly away from me.
Protective wings.
"Father, I'm sorry! I was too willful." Looking at the man's back, Changsun Xueqing's eyes showed weakness for the first time.
In the cockpit of the mecha, a trace of solemnity flashed in Tang Lang's eyes.
Of course, Yang Lin had to admire Yang Lin's forbearance. He could remain calm when the target he wanted to protect was about to be in danger. If it weren't for the allocation of combat power like mechas, Tang Lang took the initiative to ask him to be honest. Tang Lang believed him
He will continue to tolerate it. This person is definitely a ruthless character. He will act as if he doesn't take action, but when he does, it will definitely be earth-shattering.
Of course, what makes Tang Lang feel at ease is that now he is at least a fellow traveler.
What Tang Lang had to pay attention to was Changsun Xueqing.
He thought that Changsun Xueqing's family background might be unusual, but he never thought that this person's family background would be so prominent. No wonder those air pirates would not let her go. If it were Tang Lang, they would definitely not let her go.
How about such a big fat sheep!
Apart from her prominent family background, the eldest son Xueqing is more exaggerated than he imagined.
But he is a major general in his twenties. Is it because his father is a chief of staff?
And just seeing that man's back approaching his face with such solemnity and indescribable heart-wrenching feeling, Tang Lang would subconsciously think that he would never be so selfish.
Although these monstrous powers are irrelevant to the overall situation now, Tang Lang is thinking about the future. When he escapes from this catastrophe, he will naturally not stay in this barren place. The Federation must go.
Judging from the tone of that big shot, he must be very protective... Thinking of this, Tang Lang couldn't help but feel a little headache.
No wonder some people say: Women are extremely troublesome creatures. It turns out that the real trouble is not the women themselves, but the slave slaves and uncles standing behind them.
Obviously, a certain steely straight man took things for granted before he truly understood the troubles of women. The uncles pointed at the forty-meter-long knife of a certain brat thirty-nine meters away, obviously based on the will of their own daughters.
transferred.
"Okay, you two, even if your commander-in-chief is so powerful, he probably won't be able to give us any help right now. If we want to survive, we probably have to rely on ourselves." Tang Lang closed his eyes solemnly and urged: "
Judging from the dust on Major Yang's body, the sandstorm has begun to weaken. If we don't set off, the air pirates will soon find our traces and catch up."
"General Changsun, please enter the mecha with me. The cockpit is a bit narrow, so I'm sorry for you for the time being." Yang Lin, who no longer concealed his identity, had the decisiveness typical of a soldier.
"No, Major Yang, I can't do this." Changsun Xueqing refused, pointing outside: "There are more than 40 federal people there. If the three of us enter the mecha, what will they think? What will they think?
Thinking we might abandon them at any moment."
"But......"
"I know your mission is to protect my safety, but the members of my eldest grandson's family also think the same as you. They are the ones we want to protect. You and I both have reasons to be loyal to our duty." In the eyes of eldest grandson Xueqing,
Yang Lin's determination left Yang Lin speechless for a while.
"A woman who is too smart is stupid!" Tang Lang complained in his heart, but the shadow of his father flashed in his mind.
The moment he pounced on the landmine that was about to explode, maybe it was because of these so-called protections! In everyone's heart, there are those people and things that they want to protect.
But it has to be said that Changsun Xueqing's insistence made both men give in.
After a brief discussion, the three of them finally decided to go to the "black market town" where they could get food and water supplies. Although it was still chaotic there, it was not a pirate at all. As long as they were given goods that could be traded, they would be able to enter.
Town qualifications and trading rights.
To ensure safety, Tang Lang and Changsun Xueqing still drove the large truck in the cab, and the forty or so people in the truck could follow them in the six military armed all-terrain vehicles in the cave.
It can carry people and be used as a trading commodity. I believe the businessmen in the "black market town" will not refuse.
Yang Lin, on the other hand, drove a fully loaded Qin warrior five miles around the convoy, which could serve as both reconnaissance and backup, becoming the mobile combat force of the convoy.
When he saw the Qin warrior driven by Yang Lin nimbly climbing up the rocks and leaving the canyon, Tang Lang knew that the major's hand speed in driving the mecha was far superior to his, and he was at least a legendary mid-level mecha master.
s level.
He read it correctly. As a major of the Secret Service under the General Staff Headquarters and responsible for the security of major generals and above, Yang Lin was already an intermediate first-class mecha division. However, he transported his personal machine to the "Hangzhou" through secret channels.
Before A could even use it, it fell with the Hangzhou.
Otherwise, if he were allowed to enter the mecha, Ni'ao and his gang wouldn't need Tang Lang to work hard in the jungle. He could trample them into a pulp by himself.
The sandstorm has weakened a lot, and the dusky sky is gradually getting brighter. A large box truck and six all-terrain vehicles are running towards the "black market town" dozens of kilometers away.