Embers Ad Infinitum

Long Yuehong also noticed the situation over there, and was taken aback:

"Isn't it here to catch us?"

After all, it can be used to exchange money and even hostages with "First City".

As a wanted criminal, he still has a little conscious and psychological pressure.

"It's not like." Bai Chen shook his head, "their direction should be the center of Wubei City."

The "Lime Hotel" where the "Old Tune Group" lives is located on the edge of the city.

"Maybe it's just trying to catch it, I will kill a carbine at that time." Shang Jianyao began to show his rich imagination.

Honest Gnawa denied his guess:

"It's better to say that they are just a cover to attract our attention, and there are elite squads secretly performing capture missions."

Shang Jian Yao's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands:

"As expected, the former mayor of Tarnan is more comprehensive than I thought!

"Your method is indeed more effective and more practical."

He has always admitted mistakes and praised them.

Jiang Baimian stretched out his right hand and covered his face:

"Can't you think of something good? You have to go to yourself!

"What bad things are we doing in the'Salvation Army', uh, we haven't done anything, but we kindly shared information with them for free, why were we targeted?"

"Bounty!" The honest Shang Jianyao gave a reason.

The cowardly but cautious Shang Jian Yao added:

"equipment!"

Shang Jianyao, who loves to joke, is responsible for the finishing touch:

"Beauty!"

"Thank you for the compliment!" Jiang Baimian grinds his teeth.

During casual chat, Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian cast their eyes to the door at the same time.

After a few seconds, a knock on the door sounded.

"Who?" Shang Jianyao was quite excited.

He seemed to have imagined the following 100,000-character story-derived from Gnawa's hypothesis and the current situation.

"Hotel manager, you have just met, there is something to be notified." The person outside the door quickly replied.

Jiang Baimian winked at Shang Jianyao and asked him to open the door and act accordingly.

For the latter meaning, Jiang Baimian didn't know whether her eyes were expressed, but it didn't matter, she felt that with the enthusiasm of feeding and the nature of the drama, she would do that.

Shang Jian Yao bent his back, like a cheetah ready to go, walking to the door step by step.

He opened the door to the floor and found that outside was indeed the hotel manager who had met in the lobby before, a slightly flattened, ordinary middle-aged man.

"What's the notice?" Shang Jianyao looked disappointed and his tone was cold.

The hotel manager cleared his throat and said:

"That's it. From now on, Wubei is under martial law. You cannot leave the hotel unless you get the permission of the management committee."

"Wubei Management Committee" is a subordinate organization of "Wubei Materials Coordinating Committee", which is mainly responsible for the administrative management of this core city and the registration of foreign personnel.

Because of the situation that has been observed before, the members of the "Old Tune Team" were not so surprised by this sudden incident and felt reasonable.

Jiang Baimian asked curiously:

"Why did the martial law suddenly begin, what happened?"

"You don't have to..." As soon as the hotel manager said these words, he saw Jiang Baimian coming over and handing out two bills.

They are made of red plastic, and the top one says:

"10 catties of pork."

The hotel manager was startled first, and a smile gradually appeared on his face:

"Since you have the pass and it was brought by a captain-level soldier, it doesn't matter if you tell you."

As he said, he took the two pork tickets, checked them expertly, and put them in his pocket.

"That's it." He subconsciously used the mantra, "Before our'Salvation Army' a secret base lost some important military materials, and now there is intelligence that they have flowed into the underground market in Ubei, and these military materials If it is not kept properly, it will cause devastating damage to humans in a large area around it.

"In order to avoid this situation, our'Material Coordinating Committee' in Wubei declared martial law from now on, and transferred the troops stationed outside the city to be responsible, and strive to find out those dangerous items and lift the alarm as soon as possible."

After all, the hotel manager knows everything he can say, and is very honest, after receiving the meat ticket corresponding to the other party's 20 kilograms of pork.

Long Yuehong "his" secretly to himself.

This problem sounds a bit serious!

If the military supplies really go wrong, and they happen to be near this hotel, wouldn't it be that the fire at the gate of the city and the fish in the pond?

Jiang Baimian nodded with a deep expression on his face:

"This really requires martial law.

"Well... will this affect us?"

Seeing the hotel manager's vigilant look, Jiang Baimian smiled and said:

"As you know, we brought some supplies and exchanged some bills. If we encounter a search, we will inevitably suffer some losses."

In fact, the important thing is not these, but the three military exoskeleton devices and two bionic smart armors.

At that time, maybe you will have to send a businessman to see Yao to have a "communication".

"No, no." The hotel manager heaved a sigh of relief. "Our soldiers of the'Salvation Army' won't do such things that are not on the table."

Shang Jianyao showed a relieved expression.

The hotel manager added:

"As for officials, there are other ways to look down on your supplies.

"Furthermore, the date on the pass shows that you only entered the city today. It must have nothing to do with the lost military supplies. No one will be sent to search you."

"That's good, that's good." Jiang Baimian did not hide his emotional changes.

Shang Jian Yao is the same, but he has changed from comfort to disappointment.

At this moment, Jiang Baimian looked around, lowered his voice and said:

"Do you know what those military supplies are?"

She is not simply curious, but if she can figure out what it is, she can understand the corresponding hazards and do some preventive work in advance.

"No notice about this." The hotel manager said he wanted to know too.

This makes them all fearful.

He then pointed out the door:

"I went to notify other guests. Hey, I asked to inform in person, not by phone."

As an external place, each room of the "Lime Hotel" has a landline installed.

Jiang Baimian thought for a while and asked curiously:

"Are there many people coming from outside your sphere of influence?"

"There are still quite a few." The hotel manager answered truthfully with short staff. "Some of them are cross-border trade merchants. Although our Salvation Army has rebuilt the industrial system, due to resource and technology problems, there are still problems. There are few shortcomings and need to be imported, such as coal, robotic arms, some electronic equipment, solar charging panels, high-performance batteries, and some are relic hunters. They hope to officially settle and become one of us."

"Oh." Shang Jianyao nodded frequently.

The hotel manager said casually:

"You can also try to apply. According to the law promulgated by the'Materials Coordinating Committee', as long as you can settle in China for three years, you are eligible to submit an application and accept the corresponding inspection. The pass rate is still quite high.

"However, it is impossible for you to be assigned to work in the past three years. You must be self-reliant. Most similar people choose to continue to be relic hunters."

"Didn't you say that you can save as much as you can?" Shang Jianyao was a bit lost again.

"This is the old calendar!" The hotel manager laughed, "Resources are limited."

Bai Chen, who had been quietly listening, asked a question:

"The city ruins and various relics within your'Salvation Army' are open to outsiders?"

Is this too generous?

This is an external venue. The hotel manager is well-informed. He laughed and said:

"A large part of it is outside our actual control area, and the corresponding resources are not enough for us to dispatch the army to take care of it. You should have seen many similar situations when you came from the'First City.'"

This is the normal state on the dust.

Stronger than the "Salvation Army," currently it can only control the settlements along the repaired roads and a part of the surrounding area.

Seeing Xue Shiyue and others nodded, the hotel manager continued:

"There is still a part in the actual control area, but the resources are scarce, and there is no need for large-scale exploration and collection. It is a better choice to hand it over to the hunters of the relics.

"Hehe, most of the things they retrieved are still traded to us ordinary people. At present, our'Salvation Army' can only guarantee that everyone will stutter, have a place to live, and have quilts and clothes to wear in the winter. Due to the shortage of resources and the different inclination of the production center of gravity, the goods cannot be manufactured, or the quantity produced is too small to meet the demand. They have to be compensated by the harvest of the hunters of the relics. There are three umbrellas in my family, all of which are three. In exchange for it from them.

"For them, what they want to officially become a member of is stability. Don't worry about finding something to eat this winter. There will be shelter from the wind and rain, and maybe there will be nothing next winter."

Stable food, housing, and clothing are enough. This is the dream of many wilderness wanderers... Jiang Baimian didn't ask about other things, but watched the hotel manager leave the room.

She immediately sighed to the group members:

"I'll just say, on the dust, many times you don't cause trouble, and things will come to you.

"If we are almost lucky, we happen to be near that batch of missing military supplies, maybe we don't know how to die!"

So we have to keep going with fear ~www.readwn.com~ until dawn is ushered in this long night.

Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and others deeply agree with this.

As expected by the hotel manager, the "old tune team" was not searched, and dawn steadily greeted the night.

Not long after they simply ate the yellow wowotou provided by the hotel, Ding Ling appeared again.

This group of people is highly dangerous, and she brought it again. She had to start and end well until they left Wubei.

Before she could speak, Shang Jianyao asked:

"What exactly is that batch of military supplies that can get martial law in the whole city?"

Ding Ling looked at the closed door, hesitated for a moment, and said carefully:

"It seems to be one, a nuclear warhead."

"..." Jiang Baimian didn't know how to respond for a while.