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All of this was going on in an almost silent environment, with no noise, no conversations.

"Smuggling..." Jiang Baimian, who was holding a telescope, nodded with some understanding.

After moving the goods on the ship, those people began to send the wooden boxes that had been stacked on the dock into the belly of the ship.

At this time, Anmian Cat approached from the side, relying on its small size, quick movements, and silent walking, it easily avoided the sight of most humans and came to the ship.

Suddenly, a human being guarding the gate of the ship closed his eyes, his head sank, and his whole body swayed, as if he had fallen asleep directly.

Seizing this opportunity, Anmianmao dodged, jumped into the belly of the ship, and hid behind a pile of wooden boxes.

The "sleeping" person woke up suddenly as his body sank, rubbed his eyes in fear, and yawned.

This is how An Mianmao enters and exits the original city without being discovered by the officials... Relying on smuggling boats... This should be closely related to the initial city army patrolling the Red River... Seeing this scene, Long Yuehong probably understood why one thing.

"How do we drive the car into the boat? With so many people here, once a conflict breaks out, even if it's small and resolved in less than a minute, it can attract enough attention." Han Wanghuo put down the binoculars in his hand with an expression on his face. Solemnly asked Jiang Baimian.

He believes that Xue Shiyue's team is capable enough to deal with these smugglers, but what is needed now is not to deal with them, but to solve them silently and without causing any disturbance.

This is very difficult, after all, there are so many people on the opposite side.

Jiang Baimian didn't answer immediately, but looked around to observe the environment.

Her gaze soon fell on a certain streetlight at Pier One.

There is a radio set up there, which is usually used to report the situation and command loading and unloading.

This is the basic configuration of a port.

Before Jiang Baimian could speak, Shang Jian Yao smiled and said:

"Ask them to listen to the song, and if it doesn't work, listen to it again."

Do you want everyone on the pier to go to the bathroom?The Red River is outside, they can solve it on the spot... Long Yuehong couldn't help but slander.

Of course he knew that Shang Jianyao would definitely not make such a flawed suggestion, it's just that this guy likes music more than radio.

Jiang Baimian then looked at Gnawa:

"Old Ge, hack into the system and take over those speakers."

"Okay." Gnava immediately ran to the nearest streetlight with an announcement.

Han Wanghuo and Zeng Duo were at a loss as to what Xue Shiyue's team wanted to do and how to achieve it.

Listen to music?broadcast?What does this do?Both of them have relatively calm personalities, they didn't ask, but just observed.

Not long after, Gnawa controlled several loudspeakers at Pier [-], and Shang Jianyao walked up to him, took out a portable tape recorder, and connected it to a certain line.

Jiang Baimian looked away, smiled at Han Wanghuo and Zeng Duo:

"Then you have to plug your ears."

……

At Pier No. [-], Gordon and the others were busy completing the first business deal tonight.

Suddenly, they heard a few horns on a nearby street lamp making the sound of electric current.

Gordon, who was in charge of the central command, cast his eyes over, puzzled and vigilant.

The never-before-seen encounter made it impossible for him to guess what changes would follow.

He prefers to believe that this is a malfunction of the port's public address system—maybe a thief entered the command room and caused a series of accidents due to lack of corresponding knowledge.

The anticipation turned into anticipation, Gordon was not careless, and immediately asked several leaders of his subordinates to urge the rest to hurry up and work, transfer some materials at the dock immediately, and prepare for the attack.

The next second, in the quiet night, the radio made a sound:

"So, we must remember that when we face things we don't understand, we must humbly ask for advice, let go of the prejudice brought by experience, don't be full of resistance at the beginning, and learn and understand with an inclusive attitude. , to grasp, to accept..."

The man's slightly magnetic voice echoed in the area and reached the ears of every smuggler.

When the voice sounded, Gordon and the others entered their expected positions, waiting for the enemy to appear.

But there was no subsequent attack, and even the male voice on the broadcast quieted down after repeating the same words twice.

Everything is so quiet.

Gordon and others look at me and you, but they are all at a loss.

If there were not so many unprocessed goods, they would definitely evacuate the dock area immediately and stay away from this weird thing.

But now, wealth has given them courage.

"Go on! Hurry up!" Gordon left the hiding place and urged his men.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two cars approaching one after the other.

One is a gray-green Jeep, and the other is a dark black off-roader.

Han Wanghuo and Zeng Duo in the cross-country were very apprehensive, thinking that they went straight to number one without doing anything or preparing, and their heads were like children playing house games.

They have no confidence at all and are seriously insecure.

The bearded Gordon was about to raise his submachine gun and call out to his men to deal with the enemy attack. Someone in the gray-green jeep was holding a loudspeaker and shouted loudly:

"is a friend!"

Yes, it's a friend... Gordon believed this sentence.

His men believed it too.

The two vehicles drove into Pier [-] one after another. Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others behaved very friendly and put away their weapons.

"Is the transaction going well today?" Shang Jian Yao poked his head out of the car window and asked familiarly.

Gordon said with a sigh of relief:

"good."

Since they are friends, the alarm can be lifted.

Shang Jianyao pointed to the ship at the pier again:

"Didn't you say take us across the river?"

"Haha, I almost forgot." Gordon pointed to the door at the belly of the ship, "Go in."

He and his subordinates believed Shang Jianyao's words without any doubt.

The two cars drove into the belly of the ship one after the other. Many wooden boxes had been piled up here, but there was still enough space.

Seeing the progress of the matter, Han Wanghuo and Zeng Duo's eyes were straightened.

They have all seen the abilities of the awakened ones, but they have never seen such outrageous, exaggerated, or terrifying ones!

If they hadn't followed them all the way, they would have thought that Xue Shiyue's team and these smugglers had known each other a long time ago, and had even cooperated with them, and they would be able to get assistance after a brief briefing.

"Just broadcast a broadcast, and let everyone who heard it choose to help us?" Han Wanghuo managed to stabilize his mentality, and stopped the vehicle near the door near the belly of the ship without letting the vehicle deviate from the route.

In his opinion, this has gone beyond the category of "superpowers", and is close to some myths left over from the old world.

At this moment, the two raised their judgment on the strength of Xue Shiyue's team again.

Han Wanghuo felt that compared to the Hongshi Ji meeting, the opponent was obviously much stronger, much stronger.

After a while, the goods were moved, the bridge at the belly of the ship was put away, and the gate was closed.

Amidst the sound of the machine running, the ship left Pier No. [-] and headed for the other side of the Red River.

On the way, it encountered the patrolling "Original City" water guard.

The ship was not stopped there, but when the two sides "passed by", someone called out:

"If the transaction can be postponed in the past few days, it will be postponed. The situation is a bit tense now, and someone from above may be sent to check and supervise at any time!"

The ship's owner gave a "no problem" answer.

As time passed, a hidden wharf surrounded by hills and hills appeared obliquely in front of the upstream ship.

Multiple torches were lit here, interspersed with electric lamps, illuminating the surrounding area.

At this time, there are already many vehicles and a large number of people waiting at the pier.

The ship sailed past and docked at the predetermined location.

The door to the belly of the ship opened again, and Banqiao was built out.

Seeing this, the ship owner on the deck and the leader of the smugglers on the pier were quietly relieved.

Just then, they heard a "buzz".

Immediately afterwards, a gray-green jeep and a dark black off-road rushed out of the belly of the ship at a flying speed and drove to the shore.

They didn't stop, and didn't slow down. They just smashed through the obstacles one by one, and ran frantically towards the road between the hills and hills.

Bang bang bang, da da da!

It took several seconds before the smugglers thought of shooting, but the two cars had already pulled apart.

Before the gunshots subsided, they left only a figure behind and disappeared into the depths of darkness.

Chapter 153

The splashing raindrops fell on the ground, splashing white mist.

The blackened soil was already muddy, and the low-lying places were full of water.

Selma and his companions drove a dilapidated utility vehicle through houses that had been abandoned for an unknown number of years.

"Damn it, I can hardly see the road!" Thelma stared ahead and patted the steering wheel.

The car's wipers worked hard, but could only keep the windshield clear for a second.

"Find a place to shelter from the rain." Sandro, who was in the co-pilot position, suggested, "It's not like you don't know that there will always be various extreme weather in the wasteland, and it's still summer."

Their four-person team is a ruin hunter who lives in the wasteland. They often come and go here, and they are no strangers to similar situations.

"Okay." Selma sighed, "I thought I could go to the river tonight and go back to the city tomorrow morning."

Although you don’t have to worry too much about car accidents no matter how you drive in the wasteland on the north bank. With the population and vehicle density here, even if it rains heavily, the visibility is extremely low. Hunter," Thelma knew full well that the danger lay not in that.

Under such extreme weather, the wasteland on the North Shore itself meant trouble.

You never know if there will be a sudden collapse of the ground in front of you, and it is impossible to confirm how deep the seemingly insignificant depression is. In the heavy rain, your car may disappear while driving. Drowned in rain-filled Old World channels or buried passing rivers.

In addition to these, there are natural disasters such as landslides and mudslides.

With the help of the headlights, Selma could barely see the surrounding situation clearly.

This place belongs to the suburbs of the old world, but at that time, many people with certain wealth in the Red River area liked to live in this kind of place. Single-family houses were equipped with lawns and gardens, so at a glance, Selma saw many buildings, some of them Already collapsed, some are still well preserved, but covered with snake-like green vines.

Under the dark sky and the violent wind and rain, the trees, weeds and houses all give people a crumbling feeling.

Selma followed her memory and drove the vehicle to a higher ground.

Along the way, they have been looking for shelter from the rain. After all, they can't always stay in the car, which will increase energy consumption, and they only have one barrel of gasoline left.

As experienced hunters of relics, Selma and Sandro both know that houses for shelter from the rain cannot be picked casually. Although these buildings left over from the old world seem to be in good condition and seem to be able to stand for many years, but Some of them have already been dilapidated, and they might have collapsed directly after being shrouded in such a strong wind and heavy rain for a few hours.

I don't know how many relic hunters thought they had found a safe place to shelter from the wind and rain, and relaxed their vigilance, only to be buried alive under masonry, wood and cement.

After sweeping the houses one by one, Sandro pointed to the place that seemed to be the tallest and said:

"That building seems to be okay, the terrain is the best, and there is no major damage, but there are more snake vines, and the Aedes mosquito likes this kind of place the most."

"We have insect repellent potion." Denise, who was sitting in the back row, responded with a smile.

They quickly unified their opinions, and let the vehicle drive from the back to the house on the highest ground under the dark sky and against the violent wind and rain.

The broken and muddy road caused them a lot of obstacles, but fortunately there was no place with deep water, so there was no need to detour.

After about 10 minutes, they reached their destination and turned towards the front of the house.

Suddenly, the eyelids of Selma and Sandro jumped at the same time.

Inside that house, there was a yellowish light radiating out, exaggerating it!

"Another relic hunter?" Denise also saw this scene.

This is the most reasonable inference for the current situation:

Other relic hunters also chose to take shelter in higher ground because of the violent wind and rain.

They didn't think about whether the house in front of them was still inhabited, because it was impossible - the farmland in the surrounding area was seriously polluted, and the things grown were simply uneatable. In other words, settlements of a certain scale could not be formed nearby. Simply relying on hunting can only support a few people, but when facing natural disasters, "unintentional people", deformed creatures, and robbers, it is difficult for a few people to resist.