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Chapter 144:Reconnaissance

Ian waited by the truck for a moment, and it wasn’t until Kim and Hill got up and ready to go back that he got ready to get back.

Nikolai and Ivan stood up to send the girls to the trestle, and Charin and Norman looked over their backs, not to the figure that had just crossed the road on the parking lot.

"You're back, man," said Bob, nervously taking Ian's arm, "and I haven't seen you for so long, and I thought you were running back alone."

"We've got to go, man, and we've learned almost everything here, and we can't go in the lookout, we can't go in, we'll just have to wait until we get back and talk to Derek."Ian whispered, and when he touched what was on his body, was sure that nothing had fallen, he hurriedly left with Bob.

The two returned on the way, much faster than when they first arrived.

“Why did they choose to camp here,” Bob asked.

“I don’t know, but to be sure, their target is not the Flamingo Visitor Center,” Ian trotted and looked behind him from time to time, “and if they were going to the visitor center, they would definitely choose to rest there.”Fortunately, only a few of them went to the visitor center, which was a very good opportunity for us.”

“Yes?”Bob didn't understand Ian's words, and he was next to Ian, and the speed didn't fall down at all. "Anyway, I just have to follow you, and as to think about what to do, that's not my speciality."

“Man, I guess Derek just got to see you, so he left you behind,” Ian said with a laugh, “Med, I’ve only now found that Derek is a fat genius, and this almost impossible opportunity to be grasped by him.”There is a saying that it is true that the rich and the danger are in danger, starving to death and being bold."

“Speech if you’re willing to starve or if you’re willing to die, Bob,” Ian continued.

"If there were only two options, of course, I'd beg."Bob touched his stomach. "I'm a little hungry when you say that."

“Me too, haha.”Ian laughed, and he saw the intersection ahead, which was Route 9336.At the corner of the road, their trucks were parked there.

“Ian and Bob are back,” Derek said to the walkie-talkie.Matthew heard his voice and placed the biscuits in his hand on the side of the seat, and through the windshield of the front of the car, he saw two figures approaching them.

Derek got out of the car and walked over to the approaching figure, and Matthew followed.The four men converged around the corner, and they hid their bodies in the shadows by the thick forest with the cover of night.

“Have you checked it clearly?”Derek asked with some eagerness that tonight's action was so crucial that he had almost put his blood on this one.If the evening's action did not achieve the desired effect, it would be difficult for them to have such a good opportunity again, and if the operation did not succeed, the troops would immediately find the Flamingo Visitor Center, because the people they sent there did not return according to the scheduled time.

If the battlefield is moved to the Flamingo Visitor Center, Derek is very clear that he has no chance of winning, and of course, once things get worse to that point, the back road he has prepared in advance can also play a role.

“There are two fire at the entrance to the trestle outside the Observatory, and their defense preparations are very general, neither a searchlight nor an infrared thermal imager, but only a few soldiers are stationed there.”Ian gasped, all the way back to feel a little hard, after all, with a gun on his back, and on the way back, the whole person's spirit was tense.

"Well, it seems that God is on our side," said Derek, "the plan was so successful that if we killed them, we had enough money to bargain with the government."

“There were a lot of supplies in their trucks, and I checked the three trucks they parked there, and they were basically stuffed,” Derek said, adding that Ian was a little excited, adding, “It was dark in the carriage that I didn’t know what the supplies were, but I guessed most of them were weapons, ammunition, food, and medicine, which a professional army was bound to carry.”

“And from the traces of their vehicles, they had not been in danger on the road before, which is why I concluded that they had abundant weapons and ammunition in the car,” Ian continued. “Even though they were powerful, almost all the conditions were on our side tonight.”

"Iain, you've got me to look," Derek patted him on the arm with a smile. "You don't have the look of hanging yourself tonight."

“Do you know why?Head," Ian said excitedly, "because your plan gives me the potential of our future."

"Very well," said Derek, nod, "you didn't go in inside the lookout?"

“No, there are soldiers guarding the entrance to the Stack,” Ian shook his head, “but what is certain is that their supplies are basically in trucks outside the parking lot, and maybe tomorrow they will leave the watchtoem, so they don’t move.”

"We're going to fix these supplies," Derek said, pinching his fist, "and there are a few important people among them, and when we take care of them, we'll take people away when we're on the target of their protection."

“Isn’t our goal to be material?”Matthew asked.

“If it were only supplies, it wouldn’t be worth our risk,” Derek looked in the direction of the lookout, though his eyes were blocked by the forest, but his heart had flown to the lookout, “scientists are worth more than the supplies.”

"Only these trucks of supplies, of course, we can be very moist in the Everglades, but then we still can't even count ass in the eyes of the government," Derek said, looking at his companion, "if we catch these scientists, the situation is completely different, since they have a special army protection, and there are special aircraft to pick up, it must be a very important person."

“If you say so, I understand,” Matthew nodded.

“What should we do?”Bob, who had not been silent, suddenly said, "There I saw a woman, and I knew that if I didn't wear sunglasses, these eyes would be a peach."

“Do women want to stay?”Matthew heard Bob say there were women there, and her heart began to itch again.

“Derick,” Derek wasn’t interested in the women Bob mentioned, and he was only interested in eventually catching the living scientist.The news that Ian and Bob had brought him back just now gave him full confidence in the operation, and then it will be up to what steps they can take.

"Listen," Derek suddenly raised the volume of his speech, "we started in the early hours of the morning, and you're familiar with the location of the parking lot, and then you'll drive the truck together, and then find an opportunity to put the tail directly at the entrance to the Stackway."

“They had sentinels at the entrance to the trestle,” Bob said.

"Kill the sentries first," Drake made a beheading with his hand, "as long as we are fast enough that when the people in the lookout hear the sound coming, the stairway has been filled with zombies."

"Then we lie in wait outside, and wait," said the fat man, "and when they and the zombies fight to the end, we'll have another yellow finches behind."

"Well," the three men next to him nodded, and everyone's emotions were mobilized.

"If only you could get the handkerel," said the Muscle Man excitedly, "and then throw a few at them and let them taste the taste of 'airing'."

"You think too much, something like a handball is still not suitable here."Derek laughed, "If the stack is broken, it will be more troublesome for us than they are."

Derek then gave the details of the execution plan to the other three, and then the four returned to their respective trucks to wait for the darkest hour of the day.

There was a sulking noise in the darkness, and then Sigourney heard Jennifer’s groaning, her body falling to the ground, and as her head touched the ground, Jennifer felt a faint eye.

“Ms. Jennifer!”Sigourney struggled to get up, her hands tied behind her back, and squatting on the ground for a long time, making her legs somewhat tingle.

Mason and Kevin also heard the sound, Kevin's hands and feet were tied, and the body could only move a little bit toward the position of the sound; Mason's situation was better.When Ma Shehu tied her, she was trying to take the opportunity to knead, and the rope in Mason's hand was not very strong, and she crossed her side, struggling to get up with the friction of the wall.

“Siegel, help me,” Mason shouted.

Everyone in the dark room could not see each other at all, Sigourney could only rely on her voice to distinguish the position, she had difficulty moving to Mason's side, and put her shoulders on Mason's body, so that she could slowly stand up with the support of her own body.

Mason finally stood up, and she took a breath, leaning against the wall of her body and began to move cautiously outward, relying on the impression of the structure of the room during the day, and finding the switch on the wall by the door.

The lights in the room were on, and the white lights pierced them so that they could not open their eyes, and it took them a long time to get used to it.

Jennifer fell on the floor next to the table, she had just fallen from the table, probably because she had just woken up, her whole being in a state of confusion, and did not notice that her hands were tied in front, so she turned down from the table in the dark.

Her forehead broke and her blushed blood from the wound.

“Jennifer, don’t move,” Kevin said, looking at her feeble look, concerned.

“Where are we?”Jennifer’s voice was very weak, but her consciousness began to wake up a little.

"It's hard, Ms. Jennifer," said Sigourney, "and we're in the wrong hands."

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