The strongest talent

On May 29, the fourth day after the doomsday disaster broke out, at five o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Qing took an A-class Eagle-shaped smart fighter aircraft and headed for the temporary station of the Huashan Tactical Force.

The Eagle-shaped fighter plane is extremely fast, and its ultimate speed can reach 22 times the speed of sound. Last time Kyoto Academy went to the Asura Desert for training, they took an Eagle-shaped transport plane and flew slowly, allowing the students to view the survival bases and hazardous area divisions along the way... ...This high-speed flight passed quickly over dangerous areas and survival bases.

Yuan Qing stood in the cabin, looking at the picture on the display screen in the fighter control room, his eyes downcast.

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

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The fighter plane flew rapidly, and flying mutant beasts rushed to high altitudes to intercept the fighter plane; however, the pilot "Liu Jingfei" was extremely experienced in flying, so the fighter plane switched to manual driving mode, and the maximum power exploded rapidly - with a scoff, the wings split. The air disappeared instantly in front of the eyes of many mutant beasts.

The initial speed of those flying mutant beasts is relatively slow. From discovering the fighter plane, to taking off, to breaking out at the ultimate speed... this process often takes ten to ten seconds. In such a long time, the fighter plane has flown out of their sight and has gone far away.

"Assistant Yuan, we are flying in a fighter plane, so there is no need to worry about safety issues." Liu Jingfei piloted the fighter plane skillfully. He turned to look at Yuan Qing and saw his serious face. He smiled and said: "It is very difficult for ordinary flying mutant beasts to catch up with the fighter plane. Level 9 The mutant king beast can catch up and intercept the fighter plane, but we have monitoring satellites, and the places where the king beasts above the ninth level exist are shown as blind spots on the satellite map. If we avoid those blind spots, we will not encounter the ninth level."

Yuan Qing knows this, but what he is really worried about is - if the king beasts above the ninth level no longer release energy fields, and the monitoring satellites have no blind spots, then will the safety of the fighter planes not be guaranteed? After all, just from the appearance, there is not much difference between the ninth-level king beast and the ordinary mutant beast, which is very confusing. Only by feeling the breath of life up close can we roughly judge their strength.

If the ninth-level king beast intends to intercept the fighter plane, then air logistics support and material transportation will become a big problem!

"Minister Fan and the others should have a way to solve these." Liu Jingfei said with a smile: "Our Chinese technology is still very advanced. I have seen SS-class flying saucer fighters running rampant and directly cutting open seventh- and eighth-level mutant beasts. Killed by collision. When the battle is at its most intense, flying saucer fighters are used to transport supplies, and logistical support will not be interrupted."

Yuan Qing shook his head slightly.

UFO fighter planes are powerful, but how many do the Chinese military have in total? Currently, nearly forty survival bases in China have been attacked by mutant beasts. Ground transportation has been almost completely cut off. There are also a large number of flying mutant beasts in the air. UFO fighter planes are simply too busy to transport supplies. The most troublesome thing is-UFO fighter planes. It is small in size and can transport very limited supplies; many King-Felting warriors do not have things like space storage, and it is even less likely to be used to transport supplies.

Logistics support in war is an eternal problem.

Unconsciously, the sky started to get a little dark. The eagle-shaped fighter changed its direction midway, avoiding the surveillance blind spots and avoiding places where king-level mutant beasts might exist, getting closer and closer to the temporary station in Huashan.

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

The oasis originally had no name. Since the Huashan wartime troops evacuated from the Adosai base and came here, they named it "Xiyue Oasis"; the total area of ​​the oasis is about 4 kilometers in radius, with a small lake in the center. Military soldiers have Open up the underground river to ensure sufficient water supply, and build temporary camps around the oasis.

Deep in the camp, in a super-large alloy tent that is twenty meters long and more than six meters high, "Liu Chuansheng," deputy chief of staff of the Huashan Army, looked at an enlistment document on the table and raised his hand to touch his right cheek. , a hint of imperceptible coldness flashed in his eyes.

Yuan Qing's electronic photo was clearly shown on the enlistment document. Liu Chuansheng had never forgotten the extremely loud slap he received from Yuan Qing... He suddenly got angry, slapped him with a sudden slap, and slapped him with his backhand. On the right side of his face!

"Yuan Qing..." Liu Chuansheng took one last look at the enlistment documents, slowly raised his head, and asked in a low voice: "Where is he?"

Behind Liu Chuansheng, a communications soldier with an alloy sword on his back saluted with a "shua" sound, and said in a loud voice: "Report to Chief of Staff Liu, Yuan Qing has entered our surveillance area in a fighter plane and will be there within five minutes." My department.”

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

At 7:20 pm, Yuan Qing arrived at the temporary airport of the Huashan Oasis Flying Group in an Eagle-shaped fighter plane. He was greeted by his "old acquaintance" Liu Chuansheng.

Liu Chuansheng only brought his personal communication warriors with him. He stood on the sand facing the wind. The strong desert wind blew his military cap a little askew. He didn't care, his eyes narrowed into slits, and a vague expression appeared on his face. Wu was very proud, with one hand behind his back and the other covering his forehead to block the fine dust coming towards his face.

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

Liu Chuansheng's right hand covering his forehead moved slightly, and he lightly rubbed his temple to express his return. Then he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Assistant Yuan, we meet again."

"Chinese warrior Yuan Qing reports to you." Yuan Qing didn't want to say more to him. He saluted again and said in a deep voice: "Please give instructions for the next combat mission!"

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 mission, then gave Yuan Qing a vague look, and then took the fighter plane back to the Kyoto base overnight - special period. , every fighter plane is an important resource and will not stay overnight in the Huashan Oasis.

"There are no outsiders now." Liu Chuansheng snorted slightly with a look of arrogance on his face: "Yuan Qing, you..."

Halfway through, Liu Chuansheng's voice stopped.

Yuan Qing gently pinched the belt buckle with his fingers, opened the internal space memory, put the blue star badge on his left chest, saluted for the third time, and shouted in a low voice: "Please give instructions for the next combat mission!"

The moment he saw the Blue Star badge, Liu Chuansheng felt as if he had eaten a dead fly, his expression extremely ugly. He stared at the badge and performed a military salute upright, with a very standard and powerful posture. Then his face returned to a haughty look, The voice was a little colder: "Yuan Qing, when we get to Huashan, you will be my soldier. I order you to put away the badge now!"

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

"You want a combat mission, right?" Liu Chuansheng's face became even more arrogant. He spread out his left hand, revealing the private shoulder patch, and threw it to Yuan Qing. A strange smile appeared on his face: "Second Logistics Transport Company, Second Platoon, Second Class, Exit Waiting for Private. Your task is to transport supplies with the team. In large-scale wars, the transportation of logistics supplies is very important. Yuan Qing, are you satisfied with the 'combat' task I have arranged for you?"

Yuan Qing frowned in his heart.

Logistics and transportation are very hard, and tasks are often time-limited. When the war is tight, it is easy to lose time. Moreover, it is not ordinary difficult for the logistics and transportation department to make meritorious service and get promoted... This Liu Chuansheng is avenging his personal revenge and deliberately making things difficult!

"Report!" Yuan Qing saluted for the fourth time and said seriously: "I hope to join the frontline troops and fight the mutant beasts head-on. My strength..."

Only halfway through his words, Liu Chuansheng laughed, loudly, wantonly, and arrogantly. He interrupted Yuan Qing's next words with laughter. He smiled, his face suddenly turned cold, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Yuan Qing, this is the Huashan Tactical Force, not Kyoto College, not a bar, not a street! It is the bounden duty of Chinese soldiers to obey orders. I asked you to go to the logistics and transportation company. This is not a discussion with you, this is an order! I am ordering now You, put on your epaulettes and report to the company!"

Yuan Qing secretly gritted his teeth, his expression unchanged, he leaned on his heels, saluted for the fifth time, turned around and walked out.

Liu Chuansheng looked at Yuan Qing's retreating back, watching 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 on his back and turned to his luxurious alloy tent As he walked forward, the corners of his mouth raised higher and higher, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes from time to time.

In the temporary station, there were regular troops of the Huashan Tactical Force, students from Kyoto Academy, and students from other institutions; for convenience, road signs were erected in the station to indicate the ownership of each section; Yuan Qing observed the road signs along the road, and I searched quickly among the bright lights of the station and tents one after another, and finally found the camping tent of the second platoon and second squadron of the Logistics Transport Company 2 at the very edge of the oasis... At the very edge, to save energy, there were no lights.

It is already past 7:30 at night, and the sky is almost dark. The soldiers of the second squad are queuing up in the dark to get water to wash themselves, preparing to return to the tent to rest. Yuan Qing's spiritual energy combines with his body, and he can see clearly even without lights. A private in the "Desert Storm" combat uniform was sitting at the door of the tent, sitting on an alloy bench and soaking his feet in cold water - the only private in the entire second shift.

"Yuan Qing, tell Minister Fan that this Liu Chuansheng is too much." In her mind, Ting, who had 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 poor. A mid-level third-level, fourth-level One second level, five first level, what mutant beast can he fight with such strength? Liu Chuansheng is deliberately making things difficult for you, it’s not fair."

Yuan Qing shook his head secretly and did not communicate with Tingduo. He walked up to the superior soldier who was soaking his feet, experienced it first, and then said softly: "Hello, I am the new soldier Yuan Qing. I have joined the Second Army according to the order of Deputy Chief of Staff Liu. Ban, may I ask who to report to now?"

The private who soaked his feet raised his head. There were marks on his face that he had just shaved. He looked to be in his mid-twenties, and there was a thin layer of fine sand on his hair. He glanced at Yuan Qing's face, which was rough. The big paws moved out of the footbath, put on the slippers, kicked into the footbath, turned around and walked towards the tent, saying as he walked: "I am the squad leader, what are you reporting? If you come, you will be reporting. Go, give me the report first. The water for washing feet was poured out.”