Ten off-road vehicles set off from barrier No. 111. Qingzhen asked Qingyi to select ten people, so that they could take ten different paths respectively to ensure that news from the southwest can be delivered accurately to the northwest.

At this time, the more they are dispersed, the higher the chance of success of this message being delivered.

These soldiers didn't know much news.

They didn't know that Qingzhen himself was not actually going to the Central Plains.

They don't know what the purpose of sending messages to the northwest is.

They didn't know that this trip to the northwest might cause death.

They only knew that even if they died, they would pass the news of the No. 61 Barrier and negotiations to the Northwest Army.

Perhaps, it is a bit fair to them to hide it from them, but Qingzhen must be on guard against zero.

If these soldiers were intercepted halfway and then stole their memories by pocket-use nanorobots, then there would be no secret to this plan.

So Qingzhen must hide it from them and watch them calmly to die.

After leaving Luo Lan and Xu Man, Ginkgo Manor no longer allowed anyone to get close to him, even the Qing soldiers could not.

In this huge manor, there are only Qingzhen and Qingyi.

It’s not that the Qing family has no one to trust anymore, but that Qingzhen wants to avoid all accidents.

Qingzhen sat on the black lake and stared at the distant mountains. Qingyi spent a long time in the kitchen and finally made two bowls of fried rice.

Qingyi sat on the ground next to Qingzhen with fried rice: "Second brother, my skills are too poor, you just want to do it."

The fried rice was a little burnt. It seemed that Qingyi had never cooked it by himself on weekdays. Qingzhen took the fried rice and smiled: "It's really embarrassing you."

Qingyi took two bites of fried rice and went to get the wine again. It was not that he wanted to drink, but that the fried rice was too unpalatable and a little choking.

Qingyi took two sips of wine and sighed: "If those old men knew that I would use their hidden wine with fried rice, I would be so angry that I would climb out of the ground."

"They can't climb out," Qingzhen shook his head: "My brother heard that they asked me to walk more than 20 kilometers of snowy road barefoot, and before the burial, they secretly raised their ashes. So at that funeral, all the urns were actually empty."

Qingyi: "..."

Although Qingzhen and the others killed the people, the old men were the Qing family's face after all, so Qingzhen still held a funeral for them.

However, Luo Lan has never been a person who follows the rules. How could he watch those old men enter the Qing family’s ancestral tomb?

In Luo Lan's words, how insulting is it to be buried with these people after their old man died?

Qingzhen smiled: "He has always been such a fierce person, right? He was like this when he was a child. My brother's ferocity has never changed, he just restrained himself. He started to be a shadow for Qing's family."

"Why restrain yourself?" Qingyi said curiously.

"I also asked him why. He said carelessly at that time that if I wanted to win the Qing family, I had to unite all the forces that could be united first, so that everyone could not be afraid of me or hostile to me," Qingzhen explained with a smile: "So, he and I are often regarded as a whole, so naturally they cannot do things that discredit me."

Qingzhen continued, "But actually, I always wanted to tell him that I was not afraid of him slandering me. I told him before that I used to treat him as a role model, but he didn't believe it, but I really thought so in my heart."

When he was young, Luo Lan took him to Ginkgo Mountain to steal ginkgo fruits. After selling them, they exchanged money and were reluctant to buy meat to eat because they had to exchange money for the old man to see a doctor.

So most of the time, Luo Lan would choose relatively cheaper eggs to nourish Qingzhen's body.

After the old man couldn't afford to get sick, Luo Lan had to cook for Qingzhen and wash clothes for Qingzhen. All the heavy, dirty and tiring work at home were almost done by Luo Lan alone.

The fat man, who was always careless, took the responsibility of the entire family from the beginning.

Perhaps to others, Luo Lan is now the second-largest person in the Qing family, but to Qingzhen, that is just his brother.

The bowl of fried rice made by Qingyi evoked many memories of Qingzhen, because Qingzhen remembered that Luo Lan made fried rice for him for the first time, and it also stir-fried.

But at that time, everyone was not sad at all. Even the old man who had never had any energy or appetite had eaten a whole bowl.

At this time, a question from Qingyi pulled Qingzhen back: "Second brother, will the ten soldiers who went to the northwest have a chance to come back alive?"

Qingzhen thought for a long time, then sighed and shook his head.

Qingyi looked a little sad: "Among them, there are those who followed you to Ginkgo Mountain, but now they know there is danger, they still go there without hesitation."

"Ayi," said Qingzhen: "Write their names down. If you and I are still alive after this disaster, someone will need to remember them."

"Yes," Qingyi nodded.

"Stay rest, you haven't slept for a long time," said Qingzhen.

"Then I'll sleep for a while. If you have something to do, call me," Qingyi pulled out a pistol from the gun holster under his ribs. He checked the yellow bullets in the magazine, and then he lay on the marble floor with a little peace of mind and fell asleep on the pillow.

There were only two people in the huge Ginkgo Manor, which made Qingyi feel like he was back to the time when he was young, when he followed Luo Lan, Qingzhen and the others in the streets.

There were no subordinates, no soldiers or troops, the eldest brother rushed forward, and the second brother gave advice.

At that time, just like now, they were the only people they could rely on.

It was not until this moment that Qingyi finally realized that there is indeed something more important than power in this world.

...

After ten off-road vehicles left the No. 111 barrier, they immediately divided into ten routes and disappeared into the wilderness.

Now the southwest road is just built, with excellent road conditions, and few people can own vehicles and travel between various barriers, so these ten cars are running lightning all the way.

Earlier, Luo Lan also went to the 178 Fortress to establish a trade relationship with Zhang Jinglin, so the entire northwest and southwest roads were jointly built and the road was smooth.

Their trunk was filled with oil barrels so that they could drive to barrier No. 144 with self-sufficientness.

According to the distance, the distance between the barrier No. 111 is about 800 kilometers at 144. If you drive at full speed, you may be able to arrive in the middle of the night.

Everyone actually knew in their hearts that this task was not that simple, but when Qingyi asked everyone if they were willing to go, everyone answered that they were willing.

Zhang Yuge remembered his name when Qingzhen climbed the Ginkgo Mountain Mutiny, and the former chief even remembered that his mother was in poor health.

After the Qing family changed hands, Zhang Yuge survived. He originally thought that life would return to normal, just like other ordinary soldiers.

As a result, not long after, someone from Qingshi took his mother to the hospital with the best barrier No. 111, and the Qingshi Consortium was responsible for all medical expenses.

One day, when Zhang Yuge was carrying a lunch box to the hospital to take care of his mother, he pushed open the ward door and saw Qingzhen sitting next to his mother's bed.

The out of reach was smiling and saying to his mother: Zhang Yuge is an excellent soldier, no one is better than him, he is the glory of the Qing army.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuge's mother had to talk about this matter happily to her patients every day. He believed that this was probably the happiest time for his mother.

Later, my mother left because of a terminal illness. Before leaving, her mother also reminded Zhang Yuge not to let down her superiors’ high expectations.

Later, Zhang Yuge was promoted from corporal to sergeant, and from sergeant to lieutenant. If it weren't for the matter today, he might have been able to continue to advance in the army.

But Zhang Yuge thinks that these are actually not important. What is important is that you treat me with national talents, and I will repay them with national talents.

On the way, Zhang Yuge always felt as if he was being spied on when driving.

The off-road vehicle headed north. Just as he was about to leave the Qing family, Zhang Yuge suddenly saw more and more sparrows on the branches on the roadside, and... the sparrows were actually staring at him quietly.

In the night, these sparrows stood on the branches, looking like they were dark and terrifying.

Although the sparrows in this era are huge, as long as you don’t attack it, it will not attack you. Therefore, people will not be too worried even if they see sparrows on weekdays. In the final analysis, this creature still eats vegetarian food.

However, at this moment, a hint of fear suddenly arose in Zhang Yuge's heart. He had never imagined that sparrows would be so terrifying.

Zhang Yuge turned on the high beam light, and in an instant he saw sparrows standing on the branches on both sides of the road ahead. When the headlights shone on their eyes, a strange silver light was reflected.

"Where do so many sparrows come from?" Zhang Yuge was secretly frightened in the car.

The base No. 012 was attacked by sparrows before, and the matter has been reported internally in the army, so Zhang Yuge's mood has begun to slowly sink to the bottom of the valley.

But now is not the time to retreat, he is very clear about the mission of this trip: if he meets an enemy, he doesn't have to escape, because he will definitely not be able to escape. At this time, he only needs to do one thing to help other comrades on the road attract firepower.

As long as one of them can deliver the news to the northwest, it will be the collective glory of their ten.

Success doesn't have to be with me.

Zhang Yuge watched the group of black sparrows standing on the branches in a series, even the branches of the sycamore tree were bent down, but he no longer felt afraid, but instead raised a trace of courage.

Suddenly, sparrows flew away from the branches one by one, and they slowly gathered into vortexes in the sky, with their wings as sharp as blades.

In this dark night full of crisis, Zhang Yuge kicked the accelerator and the black off-road vehicle began to break through like a beast.

The hideous metal machine is full of tense muscles. Zhang Yuge is not driving a big cargo, but the military off-road with the strongest performance in the Qing family.

Generally, only people like Qingyi, Qingzhen, and Luo Lan can sit on this kind of car.

Although Qingzhen knew that these people who were going to send the letter would die, he still wanted to leave the best tools to save lives for them. Whether he could survive was the warriors' business. Whether he wanted these warriors to survive was his business.

Death is a choice for everyone to have no way out in this era, but before that, you must have a good time in your life!

The engine roared, and the eight-cylinder turbocharged engine instantly squeezed its potential to the extreme. Zhang Yuge in the car only felt a huge force transmitted from the car's rollers, and his back was tightly pressed on the chair.

The full-time four-wheel drive transmission system makes the off-road vehicle tires more powerful, and the wide wheels are like the strong and powerful limbs of a beast.

Zhang Yuge began to yell excitedly in the car. The black metal beast actually broke out from the hovering sparrow, like a destroyer in the ocean rushing out of the vortex!

The sparrows crashed into the windshield one by one, using their sharp beaks to try to break the window, but the violent pecking could only leave a small white dot on the glass.

If it were an ordinary vehicle, the glass would have been broken long ago, but these ten off-road vehicles are different. Their glass is all bulletproof.

At this time, Zhang Yuge was already focused. He just stepped on the accelerator and ran towards the north. As for wherever he could go, it all depends on his life.

The dark clouds formed by sparrows gathered always followed closely, and they no longer attacked, as if waiting for something.

This does not conform to biological instinct. Zhang Yuge felt that there seemed to be something behind the sparrows directing them, making their behavioral criteria more efficient.

Without blind impact, the sparrow seemed to suddenly turn into a cheetah and crawl down, waiting to give a fatal blow to the prey.
To be continued...