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Chapter 164 Inferior Private Yuan Qing
On May 5, the fourth day after the outbreak of the doomsday catastrophe, at 29:[-] p.m., Yuan Qing took an A-level eagle-shaped smart fighter to the temporary base of the Xishan Tactical Force.

The eagle-shaped fighter is extremely fast, and the limit speed can reach 22 times the speed of sound; the last time Kyoto College went to the Asura Desert for training, it took an eagle-shaped transport plane and flew slowly, allowing the students to watch the survival base along the way and watch the danger zone division... … This high-speed flight flew over the dangerous areas and survival bases.

Yuan Qing stood in the cockpit, looking at the screen on the screen in the control room of the fighter plane, his gaze lowered.

The screen shows the live analysis of the flight route and the ground situation. There are almost no mutant beasts in the dangerous area on the ground. Occasionally, they are all low-level female beasts, bringing newborn small mutant beasts, looking for food in the dangerous area , drinking water; and many once prosperous survival bases have long been captured by mutant beasts, and the people evacuated on a large scale under the protection of the military, moving closer to the nearby large survival bases.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The fighter plane flew rapidly, and one by one flying mutated beasts rushed into the sky to intercept the fighter planes; however, the pilot "Liu Jingfei" had extremely rich flying experience, the fighter plane switched to the manual driving mode, and the maximum power exploded rapidly—there was a chirping sound, and the wings split The air disappeared instantly before the eyes of many mutant beasts.

The initial speed of those flying mutated beasts is relatively slow, from the discovery of the fighter plane, to take-off, to the burst of extreme speed... This process often takes ten to ten seconds. In such a long time, the fighter plane has already flown out of their sight and ran far away.

"Assistant Yuan, let's take a fighter plane, don't worry about safety." Liu Jingfei piloted the fighter plane skillfully, turned to look at Yuan Qing, saw his serious face, and smiled: "It is very difficult for ordinary flying mutant beasts to catch up with the fighter plane. Mutant King Beasts can catch up and intercept fighter planes, but we have surveillance satellites, where King Beasts above Tier [-] exist are shown as blind spots on the satellite map, and if we avoid those blind spots, we won’t run into Tier [-].”

Yuan Qing knew this, but what he was really worried about was—if the king beasts above the ninth rank no longer released their energy fields, and the surveillance satellites had no blind spots, would the safety of the fighter jets not be guaranteed?After all, just from the appearance, there is not much difference between the ninth-order king beast and the ordinary mutant beast, which is very confusing. Only by feeling the breath of life up close can you roughly judge their strength.

If the ninth-order king beast intends to intercept the fighter plane, then air logistics support and material delivery will all become big problems!
"Minister Fan and the others should have a solution to these problems." Liu Jingfei smiled and said, "Our Huaxia's technology is still very advanced. I have seen SS-class flying saucer fighter jets, which can cut seventh- and eighth-order mutant beasts apart. Crash to death. When the battle is the most tense, use flying saucer fighters to transport supplies, and the logistical support will not be interrupted."

Yuan Qing shook his head slightly.

UFO fighters are powerful, but how many planes does the Chinese military have?At present, within China, nearly forty survival bases have been attacked by mutant beasts. The ground transportation is almost completely cut off, and there are also a large number of flying mutant beasts in the air. It is simply too busy to transport supplies with flying saucer fighters. The most troublesome thing is - flying saucer fighters The body is small, and the materials transported are very limited; things like space storage are not available to many king-sealing powerhouses, let alone used to transport materials.

Logistical support in war is an eternal problem.

Unknowingly, the sky had begun to turn dark, and the eagle fighter changed direction midway, avoiding the blind spots of surveillance, bypassing places where there might be king-level mutant beasts, and getting closer and closer to the temporary base of Xishan.

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The Yasura Desert is a large oasis about 80 kilometers away from the edge of the desert.

The oasis originally had no name, but since the Xishan wartime troops evacuated from the Adorce Base and came here, they named it "Xiashan Oasis"; the total area of ​​the oasis is about 4 kilometers, and there is a small lake in the center. Open up underground rivers, ensure sufficient water supply, and build temporary camps around the oasis.

In the depths of the camp, in a super-large alloy tent with a length of 20 meters and a height of more than six meters, "Liu Chuansheng", the deputy chief of staff of the Huashan Army, looked at an enlistment document on the table, raised his hand and touched his right cheek, There was an imperceptible coldness in his eyes.

On the military enlistment documents, Yuan Qing's electronic photo is clearly displayed. Liu Chuansheng has never forgotten the incomparably loud slap that Yuan Qing slapped at the beginning... He suddenly exploded, slapped him suddenly, and slapped him with his backhand On my right face!

"Yuanqing..." Liu Chuansheng glanced at his enlistment documents for the last time, slowly raised his head, and asked in a low voice, "Where is he?"

Behind Liu Chuansheng, a communication soldier with a broken alloy saber saluted with a "swish", Hong said: "Report to Chief of Staff Liu, Yuan Qing has entered the monitoring area of ​​our department in a fighter plane, and he will arrive within 5 minutes My department."

"Five minutes..." Liu Chuansheng narrowed his eyes, picked up a private epaulet from the table in front of him, and walked out of the tent slowly with a sneer on his face.

At [-]:[-] p.m., Yuan Qing arrived at the temporary airport of the Xishan Oasis Flying Brigade in an eagle-shaped fighter plane. He was greeted by an "old acquaintance"——Liu Chuansheng.

Liu Chuansheng brought only his personal guard communication soldiers, and stood against the wind on the sandy ground. The strong desert wind blew his military cap a little askew; He was so proud that he put one hand behind his back and covered his forehead with the other, shielding him from the fine dust blowing towards his face.

"Salute!" Yuan Qing walked out of the cabin, saw Liu Chuansheng from a distance, his heart sank slightly, walked up to him, and saluted with a standard military salute.

Liu Chuansheng moved his right hand covering his forehead slightly, and rubbed it lightly on his temple to express his respect; then he lifted the corner of his mouth, and smiled, "Assistant Yuan, let's meet again."

"Huaxia soldier Yuan Qing is reporting to you." Yuan Qing didn't want to talk to him at all, saluted again, and said in a deep voice: "The next combat mission, please instruct!"

While the two were talking, Liu Jingfei had already stepped off the fighter plane, walked up to Yuan Qing, saluted Liu Chuansheng, handed over the task, and then gave Yuan Qing a faint look, and then took the fighter plane back to the base in Kyoto overnight - a special period , Every fighter plane is an important resource, and will not stay overnight in Xishan Oasis.

"There are no outsiders now." Liu Chuansheng snorted softly, with a haughty expression on his face: "Yuanqing, you..."

Halfway through speaking, Liu Chuansheng's voice stopped.

Yuan Qing gently pinched the belt buckle with her fingers, opened the internal space memory, put the blue star badge on her left chest, saluted for the third time, and said in a low voice: "The next combat mission, please instruct!"

The moment he saw the Blue Star badge, Liu Chuansheng seemed to have eaten a dead fly, and his face was extremely ugly; he stared at the badge, and made a military salute upright, with a very standard and powerful posture; then his face regained his haughty look, The voice was a little more cold: "Yuanqing, when you arrive at Xishan, you are my soldier. I order now, you put away your badge!"

Yuan Qing put away the medal without any expression on his face.

"You want a combat mission, don't you?" Liu Chuansheng's face became even more proud, and he spread his left hand to reveal the private shoulder badge, and threw it to Yuan Qing casually, with a strange smile on his face: "The second company of logistics transportation, the second squad of the second row, the next Waiting for the private. Your task is to transport supplies with the team. In large-scale wars, logistical supplies are very important, Yuan Qing, are you satisfied with the 'combat' task I arranged for you?"

Yuan Qing frowned inwardly.

The logistics transportation is very hard, and the tasks are often time-limited. When the war is tight, it is easy to delay the time; moreover, the logistics and transportation department wants to make meritorious service and get promoted.
"Report!" Yuan Qing saluted for the fourth time, and said sternly: "I hope to join the frontline troops and fight against mutant beasts head-on. My strength..."

In the middle of speaking, Liu Chuansheng laughed loudly, recklessly, and insolently; he interrupted Yuan Qing's next words with his laughter, and with a smile, his face suddenly turned cold, and he yelled coldly: "Yuan Qing, this is the Huashan Tactical Force, not Kyoto College, not a bar, not a street corner! Obeying orders is the bounden duty of Huaxia soldiers. Letting you go to the logistics transportation company is not discussing with you. This is an order! I order now You, put on your epaulets and report to the company!"

Yuan Qing gritted his teeth secretly, his complexion remained unchanged, heel leaned on his heels, saluted for the fifth time, turned and walked out.

Liu Chuansheng looked at Yuan Qing's back, watched his back gradually disappear into the vast night and the howling desert wind, a trace of revenge slowly appeared on his face; he put his hands behind his back, turned and walked towards his luxury alloy tent. As he walked, the corners of his mouth were raised higher and higher, and a trace of coldness appeared in his eyes from time to time.

In the temporary garrison, there are regular soldiers of Huashan Tactical Force, students from Kyoto College, and students from other academies; The bright lights of the resident and the quick search among the tents, finally found the camping tents with the second company, the second row and the second shift of the logistics transportation at the edge of the oasis... the edge, saving energy, even without lights.

It is already around 07:30 at night, and the sky is almost dark. The soldiers of the second squad are queuing up in the dark to get water and wash their hands, and prepare to go back to the tent to rest; Yuan Qing can see clearly without lights. The upper class private wearing the "Desert Storm" combat uniform is sitting on an alloy bench at the door of the tent and soaking his feet in cold water-the only upper class private in the entire second squad.

"Yuan Qing, tell Minister Fan that this Liu Chuansheng is too much." In her mind, Ting, who has always been gentle, was a little angry at this time, but her voice was still delicate and pleasant: "The strength of this class is too bad. A middle-level third-level, fourth-level One second level, five first level, what kind of mutant beast can you beat with such strength? Liu Chuansheng is deliberately embarrassing you, it's not fair."

Yuan Qing shook his head secretly, did not communicate with Ting more, walked up to the senior soldier who was soaking his feet, went through it first, and then said softly: "Hello, I am a new soldier Yuan Qing, and I joined the Second Army according to the order of Deputy Chief of Staff Liu. Ben, may I ask, who do you report to now?"

The foot-soaked soldier raised his head, his face showed traces of a beard that had just been shaved, and he looked 28 or nine years old, with a thin layer of fine sand on his hair; he glanced at Yuan Qing's face, his big rough feet He took out the footbath, put on his slippers, kicked the footbath, turned around and walked towards the tent, saying, "I'm the squad leader, why should I report? If I come, I'll report it. Go, wash my feet first." The water fell."

(End of this chapter)