407: Airdrop vehicles

Of course you can.

Anyway, you don't have a place to stay right now...

Halfway through his sentence, Wafa glanced around the hotel, then changed his tune:

Staying here isn't a long-term solution. The expenses would be astronomical; there's no way an average person could afford it...

This time, Wafa glanced at Liu Yan twice.

Anyway, if you come to our place, we'd definitely welcome you!

If nothing else, at the very least, those people who are hunting you won't find it so easy to attack you.

That is our turf, after all.

After Wafa finished speaking, Liu Yan nodded with a smile.

He didn't care about the so-called manhunt, of course.

Instead, it was these Soldiers who made him feel an inexplicable sense of affinity.

If he spent time with them, perhaps he could slowly recover some of his memories.

With several fragments flashing through his mind in succession, even if Liu Yan were slow to react, he realized that his memory definitely had issues.

However, he still didn't intend to go drink the champagne.

The eerie feeling those two personalities brought to Liu Yan was simply too strong.

Since both could recover memories, Liu Yan naturally chose the gentler option.

After eating, the group walked out of the restaurant.

Wafa pointed in a direction and said:

To get back to Dam Zero from here, we can go take the Supernova Train, and after arriving at the station, we'll walk about three kilometers.

This is usually the route we take when we go out.

After speaking, Wafa noticed that Liu Yan was fiddling with an infantry fighting vehicle model in his hand.

Whoosh—

Liu Yan raised his hand and swiped across the wheels of the infantry fighting vehicle model, and then the entire model vanished instantly.

Then Liu Yan pointed toward the sky.

We'll take this directly.

Everyone looked up in the direction Liu Yan was pointing, and they all stood there frozen, as if turned to stone.

Holy... shit...

What the fuck?!

My god, what the hell!

Is... is this the one you were holding just now?!

Including Roy, all four of them couldn't comprehend what they were seeing.

Even though Roy knew that Liu Yan was like Doraemon and had many strange little toys.

But the scene before them was still too hard to fathom.

This had absolutely nothing to do with information containment or future technology.

A person just casually pulls out a toy, rubs the wheels, and a vehicle gets airdropped from the sky.

Anyone seeing this would think there was something wrong with their eyes or their brain.

Bang—

The next second, the infantry fighting vehicle in the air slowly descended in front of them.

They subconsciously reached out to touch it, and only when they felt the unique texture of the infantry fighting vehicle's armored steel did they believe what was before them.

Liu Yan had really called for an airdropped vehicle right on the spot...

Let's go, get in.

While the others were still stunned, Liu Yan had already entered the infantry fighting vehicle and was waving at them.

After they all boarded, they noticed something strange inside the infantry fighting vehicle.

Why isn't there a console here? And there are no control sticks, steering wheels, or anything like that?

Harris looked around the driver's seat; apart from something that looked like a phone but was much larger, nothing else that should be in an infantry fighting vehicle was there.

Before the others could speak, Liu Yan had already crossed his legs, leaned back comfortably in his seat, and began operating it while holding a tablet.

Damn it... is this reasonable?

Seeing this, Roy's eyes nearly popped out.

Even if you're a transmigrator, you should at least respect science, right?

But thinking about how Liu Yan had already disrespected science many times, Roy lost the energy to complain.

Vroom vroom—

As Liu Yan's fingers tapped the screen, the infantry fighting vehicle started up with zero lag.

Liu Yan pushed his finger forward, and the infantry fighting vehicle smoothly sped forward.

Slap, slap, slap—

Seeing this, Harris repeatedly patted Wafa on the shoulder.

Holy crap, holy crap, Wafa, look, this is just like when you play racing games!

Take it easy, I'm not blind. Wafa slapped Harris's hand away, annoyed.

His mind was currently filled with thoughts about what the principle behind this was.

This was just too unscientific.

But the simple-minded Harris didn't think that much; he gently tapped Liu Yan's back and asked somewhat embarrassedly:

Big brother, can I try driving it?

Liu Yan turned his head and raised an eyebrow.

Oh?

You've been running a stall all day and must be tired, plus you bought us clothes and treated us to a meal. Why don't you rest for a while and let me drive?

And you don't know the way, do you?

Fine. Liu Yan smiled and handed the tablet to Harris.

After taking it, the latter was as excited as a child.

Drawing on the way he had seen Wafa play racing games, he tried sliding his finger on the screen.

It had to be said that Harris seemed to have some talent in this area.

From having never touched it to being proficient, it only took a few minutes.

Moreover, his driving was so smooth that the others started to feel a bit sleepy.

...

Officer, it's already dark... just let us go to sleep...

Yeah, Officer, Wafa really did go to the bathroom; he'll naturally come back once he's done.

Or maybe he's constipated...

Hearing this, Sayyid turned his head abruptly, his pupils behind the mask staring intensely at that Soldier.

Are you saying he's been in the bathroom since this morning and is still there now?

Then tell me, where is Harris? Where is Samar?!

And, does that guy Wafa not play on his phone when he goes to the bathroom?? I can't even get through on his phone!

If they really are in the bathroom, then go find them for me!

Sayyid's chest heaved violently, and after calming down for a moment, he raised his hand and pointed repeatedly at the group:

During the day, when we were repairing the dam, they weren't there, and you told me they went to the bathroom.

Fine, I assumed it was normal for everyone to have stomach aches from being barefoot in the water.

In the afternoon, during physical training, formation training, and shooting practice, they were all absent.

You told me they came back halfway through, then went back to the bathroom.

Now look at what time it is!!

With Sayyid's sudden shout, the Soldiers kept shrinking their heads and looking at their feet, avoiding eye contact with him.

You have some sense of unity, but it's all being used on me!!!

Seeing Sayyid becoming increasingly enraged, the Soldiers dared not continue hiding the truth.

They had agreed they would be back by the afternoon, but who the hell knew where those three had died.

They couldn't continue hiding it now; Sayyid's anger was one thing.

On the other hand, who knew if the three of them had run into trouble?

Report, Officer, I know where Samar went!

Report, Officer, I know where Wafa and Harris are...

For a moment, two groups of Soldiers spoke at the same time.

Sayyid looked at the Soldiers who raised their hands on the left, then at those who raised their hands on the right, and immediately laughed in anger.

Good, good, forming little cliques, are we?

Do you know! This isn't how unity works!

If you keep hiding their whereabouts, what happens if they encounter danger out there?!

Even if we went to save them, it would be too damn late!

Tell me where they went!!!

A roar echoed throughout the entire Dam Zero.

This shout startled many birds resting in the trees, causing them to fly away.

After the two groups of Soldiers exchanged glances, one group spoke up first:

Officer... Samar went to the flea market... We pooled money for him, thinking of getting you a new pkm general purpose machine gun...

Upon hearing this, the expression under Sayyid's mask changed slightly.

And the other group of Soldiers also froze when they heard this.

They also spoke up weakly:

Officer... Wafa and Harris are also at the flea market... We pooled money for them, wanting to get you a new bulletproof vest...

For a moment, Sayyid fell silent, and his previously heaving chest gradually became much calmer.

Looking at these Soldiers who had been punished by standing since the afternoon, a hint of guilt appeared in Sayyid's expression.

You...

This is simply nonsense...

But you still can't hide your whereabouts like this, do you know how dangerous that is?

As Sayyid finished speaking, the hum of a vehicle gradually grew louder.

Vroom vroom—