"Hey, this is going to cost someone a life!"
Yuan Wuwei screamed, almost breaking his throat, but it was of no use. At this time, he was already behind the off-road vehicle, eating the dust and smoke as he watched the off-road vehicle drive away.
After choking a few times, he quickly put on the gas mask and took a few puffs - this was probably the only kindness left by the abnormal Touge.
The question is, what is the use of a gas mask alone? Toxic pollen and spores can be very troublesome if they get on your skin.
Now he could only put his hands in the sleeves of his military uniform and curl up with his neck like a boiled prawn. He didn't dare to react even if his neck and other exposed areas started to itch.
Tuge is gone, and without the sharing authority, the satellite signals are disgusted with him. Songkan, who was unaware, sent new photos and information. The photos could not be displayed at all, and it took a long time for the information to appear.
The sound of water on the river bank was surging, but it could not cover up the abnormal and sharp whistling sound in the distance.
In such a harsh and distorted environment, a person with weak abilities like him who is seriously partial to science can only survive for one hour, which is considered a good deed from his ancestors.
At times like this, you would be a fool not to ask for help.
As a member of the military organization, Yuan Wuwei sent a distress signal without hesitation. Of course, under special circumstances, it is definitely not enough to just follow the procedures. Yuan Wuwei sent a message to Songkan and asked him to think of a solution at the engineering camp...
In addition, since Lieutenant General Joseph was not stingy about appearing on public cameras, how could Yuan Wuwei be stingy about sending him a distress message?
After a series of operations were completed, Yuan Wuwei did not expect to get an immediate response.
Various rescue procedures require a process. Lieutenant General Joseph, who can simplify these procedures, is obviously going to do something big, and he may not be able to take care of him. Now he still needs to save himself!
Yuan Wuwei maintained an awkward crouched posture, taking advantage of the terrain advantage of the riverside highlands, looking around, and soon settled on the target he had confirmed before:
That's right, it's the smog area on the river bank that has swallowed up the groceries.
That place may be the most dangerous and fatal place nearby, but the people who control it seem to be able to negotiate...
This is another form of asking for help.
In a fatal situation, Yuan Wuwei could only think like this.
The vibrating reminder of new information interrupted Yuan Wuwei's self-forgiveness.
comfort. It's probably a song of praise, but I don't want to read those useless words of comfort, okay...
Huh?
The sender of the letter is not an honorable person, and it is not the kind of meaningless words of comfort.
Yuan Wuwei's eyebrows twitched twice.
The quickest person to respond clearly was the busy Lieutenant General Joseph!
At this time, he was really flattered.
The information interface that automatically displays does not have any other language, but only a link.
My current signal environment...
Yuan Wuwei cursed and quickly clicked on the link. There was a minimalist interface that took great care of his current situation. There was only a set of very retro login boxes that asked him to enter his name and military personal identification number.
He quickly completed all this, and then discovered that this turned out to be a temporary authorized link, which could temporarily increase his control authority over satellite signals in the wilderness, of course, mainly military satellite signals.
After completing this simplified permission identification, the satellite signal that had just turned away from him crawled to his feet again, wagging its tail, and thoughtfully sent a list of corresponding permissions:
Live broadcasts, video calls, and even functional applications of regional real-time military satellite maps were all a matter of course, helping him return to the good old days of sharing permissions with Tuge.
In response, Yuan Wuwei issued a classic admiration:
"Bullshit SCA! Damn permission society!"
But it didn't give him much time to adapt. New instructions were sent to Lieutenant General Joseph, and they didn't do any fancy things like video calls because of the increase in authority. They still continued the previous brief information format. .
This time it was a communication number with additional instructions: "Contact this person and follow his instructions."
Which one?
Yuan Wuwei was keenly aware that Lieutenant General Joseph was suspected of deliberately obscuring information. What can’t be said in this form of private chat?
But at this time, Yuan Wuwei couldn't care less. He curled his lips and chose the communication number without hesitation.
The other party had the resolute attitude of a soldier. The prompt only rang for the first time before the call was answered:
"...The Demonic Scroll has just been opened. It is normal for the construction of the first picture to fluctuate. You don't need to consider the construction of the 'Picture of Heaven and Man' for the time being. That is
I work. It will be more practical to carefully understand the details of the status changes of the Format Fire during this process. "
Well?
Yuan Wuwei was somewhat confused when such words came to him.
What made him even more confused was the situation shown behind this paragraph and the identity of the interlocutor who was about to emerge over there.
Before he could complete the confirmation, the other party had already adjusted: "Oh, sorry, is it Major Yuan Wuwei, an observer of the Air Force? I'm Ronan."
I know……
When a name that has undoubtedly become a "taboo" comes from the mouth of a person who is even more taboo, the world becomes particularly absurd.
Are all the big guys so free now, big brother?
First Lieutenant General Joseph, and then this man.
The world seems to have suddenly turned into simple mode.
Or... Could it be that I am the destined protagonist?
The absurd scenes and absurd thoughts were intertwined. Yuan Wuwei was in a trance. He opened his mouth to respond, but the first sound came out empty.
Depend on!
He rubbed his face in disgust, and said in a compensating and exaggerated tone: "It's an honor, BOSS Luo, I've heard of you for a long time. I'm Yuan Wuwei..."
It sounded like Ronan didn't mind his attitude: "I also heard from Sister Maoyan that you are the legendary observer of space and time. Also, I just heard from Lieutenant General Joseph that you have lived in the Deep Blue World for a long time. a period of time?"
The muscles around Yuan Wuwei's brow twitched uncontrollably. The other party's straightforward attitude gave him some idea:
Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world.
Bullshit "easy mode", he may soon encounter the most difficult choice in life...
Though he was going back and forth in his heart, Yuan Wuwei could only say haha on his face: "Thank you, thank you, but the growing environment was a bit more complicated."
Ronan did not delve further into the related fields of "Deep Blue World". He should also be carrying out key actions related to the "Devil Diagram" and "Devil Scroll". He only said:
"Ms. Halder has come out to pick you up. You can go to the Leichi Experimental Site and wait for the rescue team to arrive. It is safer there, but communication with the outside world is inconvenient. Another option is to follow Ms. Halder here... She is just right Need to find someone."
