I don't believe in any senior... "Doctor" and others interfere with the dust more frequently than other "New World" powerhouses... After a quick glance, Jiang Baimian's mind automatically came up with two points that made him feel the most problematic .
Based on this, she spontaneously had an association:
"New World" disputes
Huh, I don't know what the situation in "New World" is... Jiang Baimian withdrew his gaze and handed the document in his hand to Shang Jianyao, motioning him to take out a lighter and burn the document.
The "Salvation Army" also did not know the specific location of the Eighth Research Institute, but further pointed out that only the members of the joint professors and a small number of people who would never be dispatched only to be responsible for the transfer were aware of the rest, and the "old tune group" knew about the situation almost.
Shang Jianyao had just walked up to Jiang Baimian and read the entire document. At this time, instead of taking out his lighter, he handed the document to Bai Chen's left palm and said expectantly:
"You come."
He seemed to want Bai Chen to perform on the spot "Jet Flame", the ability attached to the "merman" type biological prosthesis.
Long Yuehong glared at the guy and stretched out his right hand.
Snapped!
A lighter popped out of his robotic palm, igniting the document.
Jiang Baimian turned to look at the young soldier of the "Salvation Army" who sent the documents, and thought for a moment:
"Commissioner Huang mentioned before that he might organize a team to explore the Icefield Terrace City with us. I wonder if you still have this idea
"If there is, we can wait for a few more days. If not, we will leave after replenishing the supplies."
The expressionless young man in black uniform shook his head:
"I don't know about this, and the above didn't make any explanation about it."
His meaning was very clear. The "Salvation Army" was digesting the loss of the nuclear warhead and the "Doctor" attack, and he did not have the energy to dispatch people to the Icefield Terrace City, so he did not make any instructions.
"I understand." Jiang Baimian didn't say more, and led the team members to get up and say goodbye.
After leaving the Wubei Material Coordination Committee and getting on his own jeep, Jiang Baimian said to Long Yue, who was driving in rotation:
"Go to the market to exchange bills for some supplies, and strive to leave Wubei before noon."
"Okay!" Long Yuehong answered very neatly.
With the nuclear warhead hidden in the trunk, he was always a little nervous and didn't dare to stay in Wubei for a long time.
…
Next to the road leading to the ice field, not far from the "Salvation Army" gas station responsible for supplying refined fuel for passing vehicles, there is a camp relying on water sources for people to rest.
It was almost evening, and the "Old Tunes Group" chose to stay here.
"Xiao Bai, go get some water." Jiang Baimian assigned the task.
She originally wanted Genova to follow, but Long Yuehong has volunteered:
"Let me go together and observe the surroundings by the way."
"Okay." Jiang Baimian has always had the beauty of an adult.
After watching the pair walk out of the camp, Shang Jianyao said with a smile:
"It's so positive!
"I've known him for so long, and I've never seen him so active!"
"Really?" The one who asked the question was the honest Genava.
Shang Jianyao glanced at Genava with "you cooperated really well", and said happily:
"No, it's an exaggerated rhetoric. He has also been active at other times. For example, when he was on a blind date, he was especially eager to buy candy and soda. He didn't even know how to give me a little bit."
Huh, how long has this been revenge? Jiang Baimian almost laughed.
She cleared her throat and said sternly:
"Don't presume this kind of thing in front of Xiaobai."
"I don't think Xiaobai would care." Genova said based on what he knew about his companions.
Uh... Jiang Baimian wanted to argue a few words, but finally chose to give up.
Because she is on paper.
Even the intelligent robot Genava has more experience than her!
"Lao Ge, take the bill and exchange it for some firewood or coal." Jiang Baimian instructed Genava.
Genova never slows down:
"it is good."
When he walked to the camp guard's hut, Shang Jianyao brought the topic back to just now:
"That's why I'm talking behind my back!"
"Mmmm." Jiang Baimian nodded perfunctorily and changed the subject, "In Wubei, Ding Ling helped us a lot, what are your thoughts on finding her husband?"
Shang Jian Yao rubbed his chin:
"You can only take luck. The ice field is so big, and the destination and route map of the expedition team are classified information. We can't find it if we want to find it."
Jiang Baimian gave an "um" and said thoughtfully:
"If you really want to analyze it, there are still traces to follow.
"Hey, I forgot to ask Ding Ling what kind of scientific research her husband is engaged in. This can intuitively infer a lot of things."
The honest Shang Jian Yao heard the words "tsk":
"Did you really forget?"
Jiang Baimian felt a little guilty and did not answer.
She hadn't asked before, mainly because Ding Ling had said when she asked, that if she could meet and meet, she would help deliver a message. The "Old Tune Group" couldn't deviate from the plan for such a thing that had nothing to do with itself. route, wasting too much time on the ice sheet.
By the time summer passes and fall arrives, the ice sheet climate will be a big enemy.
Based on this, Jiang Baimian initially planned to take a look while he was on the way. After receiving Ding Ling's help many times, he thought of doing his best.
The cowardly and timid Shang saw that the situation was wrong, and took the initiative to change the topic:
"I think the possibility that the person named Ji Qiang is still alive is close to zero."
Jiang Baimian slowly shook his head:
"If the death is confirmed, the relevant departments cannot hide it from Ding Ling, it makes no sense.
"The 'Salvation Army' sacrifices many people every year. The death of a scientific researcher is not something that needs to be kept secret."
"What do you mean, although they confirmed that Ji Qiang and others were missing, they felt that there was still hope for life, so they didn't rashly issue a death notice?" Shang Jianyao pinched his chin.
Jiang Baimian said "um":
"Then, where did their confidence come from? The ice sheet environment is harsh and there is a lack of supplies. Let alone two years, it is estimated that not many people will be able to persevere in one winter."
"It has something to do with the destination? Although that place is dangerous and weird, but there is no shortage of corresponding materials and buildings to combat the severe cold?" Shang Jianyao followed Jiang Baimian's thinking and began to analyze, "Also, Ji Qiang is a scientific researcher and participated in the analysis. It is the scientific expedition team, what they want to investigate and research, what will it be?"
According to these conditions, Jiang Baimian said carefully:
"A ruined old world city with an important laboratory, similar to the ruins of Wasteland 13?"
"But in such a place, how can there be no people in life, no corpses in death..." Shang Jianyao said and fell silent.
This makes sense because of the analogy to the situation in the ruins of Wasteland 13:
There are many monsters similar to Wu Meng in the corresponding ruins. The "Salvation Army" can only do limited exploration. Once someone disappears inside, they can't conduct a comprehensive search, and it is difficult to confirm the final situation. Moreover, maybe, Ji Qiang From time to time, the expedition team it was in would send back telegrams waiting for rescue.
Of course, it's hard to say who sent the signal.
Shang Jianyao, who attached great importance to feelings, took over his body and sighed in embarrassment:
"If Ji Qiang's expedition team disappeared like this, it would be really difficult for us to help Ding Ling deliver the message."
Not to mention whether the strength of the "Old Tune Group" can do it, that kind of place will inevitably be supervised by the "Salvation Army". In the case of no conflict, Jiang Baimian and others want to enter the sky.
Jiang Baimian felt the same:
"Let's take one step at a time."
She glanced at the jeep and said to Shang Jian Yao:
"It's better to hit the sun if you choose another day, and the cruise ship in room '522' will be shadowed tonight.
"Then, I hope you will strictly follow the 'Strategy' and explore the depths of the 'Spiritual Corridor' before arriving in Taicheng."
Shang Jianyao didn't give any strange remarks, stretched out his right hand, pressed his left chest and said:
"no problem.
"To save all mankind!"
At this moment, Jiang Baimian felt that he was a little different from before, but it didn't seem to be any different.
…
That night, Jiang Baimian entered the "Sea of Origins" to find the next island of fear.
She has spent a lot of time on this.
After almost an hour, she finally discovered a new island.
The island was rocky, and filled with blood-colored mist.
"What kind of psychological shadow will it be this time?" Jiang Baimian stepped up and stepped up.
After walking a distance, she suddenly saw a figure jumping off the top of the strange rock and crashing in front of her.
In the process of falling, the figure encountered many protruding stone pillars, his body was torn apart, his internal organs were scattered everywhere, and the blood was like paint, polluting a large area of the ground.
Gululu, the head of the deceased couldn't hold back, and rolled to Jiang Baimian's feet.
Jiang Baimian lowered his head, looked intently, and saw a familiar face full of pain.
It was her own face.