【2】God-Level Live Broadcasting System

Chapter 411 - 412

Chapter 411 The cruel truth

In the morning, Zhen Shuai set an alarm clock to wake himself up. He and Shen Xingdu came to the gate of the base again. They arrived just in time. Wang Yongjun hadn't set off yet, but the gate to the base was already open. There are still many people watching.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the blue mist was still greedily enjoying the sunshine. The nearest blue mist seemed to be only two meters away from the base gate at most. A gust of wind blew and flowed gently, revealing a disgusting sense of comfort and arrogance.

Zhen Shuai crossed his arms and looked at it for a while, then suddenly thought of a question.

He walked towards a soldier standing in a remote corner and whispered: "Brother, excuse me, can I ask you something?" The soldier was worried and didn't seem to want to talk to him, but he still said : "What do you want to ask? I've told you everything I can tell you."

"You should have been monitoring the situation outside these days. What I want to ask is, has it rained recently? Will blue fog appear on rainy days? "Zhen Shuai said.

The soldier said: "It never rained."

Wang Yongjun seemed to have heard their conversation and glanced here, then quickly looked away, said a few words to Guo Ye, and then put on a three-layer cloth He put on the cloak of his wide-brimmed hat so that no part of his body was exposed to the sun, and then stepped out of the door cautiously.

When the others saw his body entering the blue mist, they couldn't help but cover their mouths nervously, not even daring to breathe out.

Guo Ye was also very nervous. He took the walkie-talkie and asked in a low voice: "Batalion Commander Wang, how are you?" Wang Yongjun's clear voice sounded on the walkie-talkie, "Report to the commander, I don't feel any discomfort at the moment. But these blue mist are very sensitive, my There is blue mist sticking to the places on the cloak that are hit by the sun. You must be very careful when walking. Over." Guo Ye took a long breath, "Okay, I will let the others go now and keep in touch."

He waved, the nine soldiers next to him who had already put on their backpacks and cloaks saluted and then strode outside.

Soon, their shadows disappeared into the blue mist.

Just like last night, Guo Ye contacted them every minute and received a response every time.

Zhen Shuai and Shen Xingdu looked at each other, and the situation looked relatively optimistic.

However, about ten minutes later, when Guo Ye called Wang Yongjun and others through the intercom again, the intercom was silent.

"Wang Yongjun! Wang Yongjun! Please answer if you hear it! No matter who it is, please answer if you hear it!" There

was still a strange silence on the intercom.

A man who was also watching couldn't help but stamp his feet and cursed.

"Damn it!"

Many people had red eyes, not knowing whether they were sad for those soldiers or sad for themselves.

Guo Ye's brows were frowned so tightly that they could kill a fly.

Suddenly, he strode up to Zhen Shuai.

"Little brother, I heard what you said before. Do you have any ideas?"

Zhen Shuai could see that he was a little sick and had to seek medical treatment. But he could understand Guo Ye's mood very well. As a regiment leader, Guo Ye was responsible for the operation of the entire base, including the lives of millions of survivors. All the pressure was on him alone. It is very rare for Guo Ye to remain calm now, so he is not willing to let go of any possibility.