Apocalyptic natural disaster: I take over Lake Baikal, you can do whatever you want

Lin Feng knocked on the glass and said to her:

"The leader of China's missile launch team, Lin Feng. I specially invite Mr. Yan Qingshan to return to the official!"

"Clang..."

Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Yan Ruyu dropped the small kitchen knife hidden behind her back...

In an instant, her tears couldn't stop flowing...

How she and her grandfather survived this month, only they know best.

"Grandpa! Come out quickly! The officials have not forgotten us! Officials have come to pick us up! And they are also the leaders of the missile launch team! This is the leader!"

Lin Feng raised his head and glanced into the room. Is this 71-year-old expert still alive?

I just don’t know if this brain works well? Do you still know how to launch missiles?

"What did you say? Are you going to eat official meals?"

It was obvious that he was out of his mind.

It seems that the gas money will be wasted this time.

Lin Feng shook his head slightly, and he could only hope that Yan Ruyu would be of some use.

Otherwise, my trip today would be in vain.

"Miss Yan Ruyu, Mr. Yan no longer has the ability to launch missiles in this situation, right? I would like to ask, can you launch missiles?"

Lin Feng is not the Virgin, although Yan Ruyu looks good.

But if it was of no value, Lin Feng would not bother to take it home.

For the time being, my wife is enough.

There is no need to do so many, it is too troublesome to manage.

If it doesn't work, then you have to spend some gas and go home by yourself.

"Are you looking for missile manufacturing and launch information? I have it at home! I'll get it for you!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng was instantly happy. This trip was not in vain.

After a while, Yan Ruyu brought over a USB flash drive and a lot of paper materials.

This confused Lin Feng, so many?

I can pick the page about how to launch missiles in the Year of the Monkey, Horse and Moon?

Besides, I am the Russian Satan!

Is the launch process really the same?

What if the launch fails and the chamber explodes?

Isn't this a joke on my life?

"Ms. Yan, these information are official confidential documents. Where did you get them?"

Lin Feng took a random book through the window and looked at it. It was indeed various information on missiles.

But it’s useless. When the end of the world comes, I, Lin Feng, won’t be able to continue building missiles, right?

"My grandfather got Alzheimer's disease 6 years ago. He drew this by himself. I went to school every day and couldn't control him. He drew at home during the day, and I used a USB flash drive to save it to the computer as a backup at night. I thought about what might happen. It's useful and can be handed over to the authorities. But when I turned it in, the staff kicked me out. The staff said that if an elderly person with dementia can build missiles, then he can build an aircraft carrier! So, I keep this at home. , it has been of no use.”

Lin Feng nodded, this staff member is indeed very official.

There is nothing wrong with what I did, and it is in line with the national conditions of China.

"Then can you launch missiles? After all, you have read this information, right?"

Upon hearing what Lin Feng said, Yan Ruyu pushed up her glasses, and then said formally:

"I understand all the principles. My grandfather taught me this technology since I was a child. But I have never seen a real missile. I am just talking about it on paper. I don't know if I can launch a missile."

When Lin Feng heard this, he knew something was going on!

"Okay, leave your things to me. You pack up and follow me to the official shelter."

Lin Feng took all the information and the USB disk from the window, then opened the trunk of the tank and loaded it directly into the space.

This thing should be of some use, but I wonder if the painting parameters of this old expert are still accurate after suffering from Alzheimer's disease? If you don't, it will explode.

"Thank you for your leadership. We have been without food for three days. If you don't come back, we will starve to death. I will leave with you! Besides, there are no valuables in the house. I exchanged them for food some time ago."

Lin Feng nodded. He neither stole nor bought food in Kyoto. The famine here is not as severe as in Huanghai City. This is normal.

Within a month in the previous life, Huanghai City could still buy food with money, but in the rebirth, Huanghai City became the hardest hit area.

After removing the tattered furniture from the house, Yan Ruyu took some important information such as household registration, real estate certificate, etc., and helped her grandfather Yan Qingshan out the door.

Yan Ruyu is thin and small, 158cm tall, with a messy ponytail, and she is quite beautiful.

Even with these big glasses, you look stupid no matter how you look at them?

After helping grandpa out of the house, Yan Ruyu went back to pack her luggage.

Mr. Yan is 71 years old, hunched over, sometimes confused and sometimes sober.

Look at this, look at that, I wonder what is going on in his head.

"Old senior! China's missile bases! Where are they?"

The radius that Lin Feng could check was only 1000 kilometers. It would be difficult to find it by himself in the northwest. Maybe this old man would know a few?

“你是哪个国家的间谍！我是不可能出卖华夏国的！我作为西风8导弹首席设计师！我是绝对不会告诉你京都北郊大阳山底下就有3枚的！还有十三陵的地下有1枚！京都大峡谷有2枚！西北的敦皇骷有8枚…”

Lin Feng: "..."

Lin Feng was speechless and quickly took out his small notebook and started keeping accounts. Although it was of no use now, what if it would be used someday in the future?

"Wait a minute! You said it too fast and I can't remember it!"

Yan Qingshan's Alzheimer's disease is very serious, and he is completely bald.

Lin Feng can find it as long as he has the general direction, so just remember the general location.

After a while, a lot of missile launch sites were written down densely in the notebook.

Lin Feng felt so beautiful! Because Lin Feng was sure that what Yan Qingshan said about having many positions was correct!

Lin Feng has determined where the missiles in the Imperial Capital are!

There is room for such an old man!

I, Lin Feng, am invincible!

At this moment, Yan Ruyu walked out carrying a suitcase, which was all her and grandpa's clothes.

But as soon as she went out, Yan Ruyu was stunned when she heard her grandfather talking endlessly about her past glorious deeds and the location of the missiles.

Lin Feng listened very carefully and was still taking notes. He didn't look like the leader of the missile launch team at all!

You are the team leader and you need to ask others where the missiles are?

Obviously, Lin Feng is a liar!

"Grandpa! Stop talking! He is not an official! He is an enemy agent! If you keep talking, the Kingdom of China will be destroyed!"

After Yan Ruyu covered her mouth and interrupted, Yan Qingshan also scratched his head and looked at Lin Feng.

"Then are you an enemy agent?"

Lin Feng replied casually:

"Of course I'm not! I'm the leader of China's missile launch team! My mission is to listen to what you have to say! Keep talking!"

As he said that, Lin Feng had already taken out his gun and pointed it at Yan Ruyu.

I don't mind going the extra mile to find someone who can use missiles, but knowing where the missiles are is more important!

What's the use of finding someone if I don't have missiles?

The country of China is so big, why should I look for it one by one?

Is there this old man who can show me the way?

Who can waste that energy?