On the sand, a convoy was moving. There were also several flying transports in the air.
The storm in the desert had not stopped, but it was clearly weakening.
Flemington looked at the weather information sent over and saw Fang Zhao staring out the window. He thought that Fang Zhao was worried about the storm outside and said, "This wave has already passed. It will rapidly weaken in the future. This level isn't enough to threaten us. We can still go out on missions in such weather."
Fang Zhao, who was carrying Curly Hair in the backseat, smiled when he heard Flemington's words and didn't bother to explain. He was not worried about the storm, which was not enough to threaten the convoy. He was trying to figure out what the voice was.
Now that he was getting closer to the voice, he could hear it more clearly. Fang Zhao had no way of explaining to the others that he could hear the "call" and "cry for help" in the voice. Even he himself did not understand why he could hear these things.
"Is it really in this direction?" Flemington stared at the map and the route of the convoy with a doubtful expression.
"Yes," Fang Zhao affirmed.
Flemington's frown deepened, but he didn't order the convoy to slow down.
"How much farther?" asked Flemington.
"Given our current speed, we can reach in half an hour," Fang Zhao replied.
"If the direction is correct, we'll arrive at the 'outer region' in half an hour."
The so-called "outer region" was just a relative term. The area where the base was located, as well as the areas with frequent patrols and surveillance equipment, all belonged to the "inner region". The area outside the "inner region" was the "outer region". In layman's terms, it was a place that the base's military didn't understand and wouldn't normally go to.
"The sand dunes in that area change quickly, and there's also quicksand. We have to be careful." Flemington picked up the communication device and got everyone to follow the first car. The lead car was very big, but there were not many people in it. There were all kinds of equipment on it that allowed the car to avoid dangerous areas.
"Commander, someone is following us." An officer briefed Flemington on the matters at the base and the people following them.
Flemington let out a long sigh. He knew that he couldn't hide it from those people. They were the descendants of the Great General, after all. Did they really think that those super clans nurtured fools?
Furthermore, even if they managed to hide it from Zaro and the others, there would still be people from the base who would send them the news. Bu Base wasn't Flemington's base alone. Fang Zhao was too strange. With the incident on planet Baiji as a precedent, everyone else was very sharp this time around.
After pondering for a short while, Flemington said, "Contact the vehicles behind and let them return to the base. If you can't persuade him, then forget it. " At the very least, they had to show their attitude. If something really happened, he did try to persuade them, but the people behind him insisted on following.
After the call ended, Flemington smiled and patted Fang Zhao's shoulder. "If we can discover anything important this time, I will definitely help you apply for military merits! Maybe your reserve duty rank can be raised again. "
Although that was the case, it was impossible to be promoted to the rank of reserve duty if one didn't have a particularly significant contribution and influence. Many people in the military had earned merits through hard work before they could be promoted. Fang Zhao had already retired from active duty. In the past, there had been no such thing as a promotion for reserve duty soldiers. A few years ago, new regulations had been introduced to stimulate the enthusiasm of reserve duty soldiers.
If someone like Fang Zhao, who hadn't retired from reserve duty and was able to earn great merits, he might really be able to get promoted. The premise was that they had to make great contributions and influence.
Following closely behind the convoy.
"Is it really alright to follow them like this? After all, this is the base military and we aren't familiar with them. Will they forcefully stop us? "Mitisy asked worriedly.
"Definitely not. Even if they object, we can donate a few more things. I will add another truck of garlic! " Right now, Zaro didn't want to consider how the base military would stop them. He just wanted to know what Fang Zhao had discovered and what he would do next. He was about to be bored to death.
Hearing that Zaro was donating garlic, Mitisy scratched his head. "This isn't too good, right?"
"Why isn't it good? What's wrong with garlic? Are you looking down on garlic? Do you know how valuable agricultural products are now? Furthermore, garlic is even rarer in this poor and broken down place! "
Mitisy thought about it and agreed. Ordinarily, the soldiers stationed at the base couldn't afford garlic. There was a limit to the variety of seasonings in the canteen's dishes. The more extravagant seasonings were locally produced. The taste wasn't that great, but it was fine as long as it was edible. This place wasn't picky. If you couldn't eat it, you would go hungry. With Zaro's garlic donation, the soldiers' livelihoods would improve.
"Then I will donate a gymnasium. The base's gymnasium isn't built properly," Mitisy said.
Woo Tianhao wasn't willing to fall behind. "I wonder if they want a martial arts center."
Fifteen minutes later.
In the convoy at the front, Flemington received an excited report from his subordinate. "We received a signal!"
Flemington nearly shot up from his seat. The hand holding the communications device was trembling. Fang Zhao's ears hadn't heard wrongly!
"Have you confirmed the source of the signal?!"
"An unfamiliar signal. Although it is very weak and we aren't sure what it is, the signal gets stronger the further we go. It should be the place Fang Zhao mentioned! We haven't set up any monitoring devices in the vicinity. It can't be a signal from our equipment! "
"Very good! Continue analyzing the source of the signal and find out what it is! The troops increase their speed … No, maintain their original speed. We must be cautious! All of you, stay alert! "Flemington roared.
Flemington couldn't be bothered with Fang Zhao now. After the call ended, he immediately contacted the base and made arrangements. Although Fang Zhao had said that the signal wasn't threatening, Flemington didn't dare take the risk. The base had arranged for people to be on standby at all times.
They didn't need Fang Zhao's directions anymore. The troops' signal receivers had already captured the signal. When the signal became clear, the troops had arrived at their destination.
Flemington looked at the map, then at the sand not far away. He pointed ahead. "It's here!"
"Redo the scan! Deep scan! "
Flemington wished he could immediately dig out whatever was beneath the sand, but the signal source was buried too deep. They didn't understand this region, so they wanted to see if the foundation was stable and if there was any quicksand.
While the surveying personnel were busy, Fang Zhao was also looking in that direction. The map that Flemington had given him indicated that the large area in front was like a huge pit. The pit was filled with sand. If the sand was replaced with water, it would be a huge lake with a depth of over 100 meters. The signal source was at the bottom of the pit.
Back then, when Bu Base had been established, preliminary global surveys had been conducted. This region was only 100 meters deep, and it wasn't given any more attention after being classified as the "outer region." Detectors couldn't be installed, and even if they were installed, they would be buried by the sand after a few days. Bu Base was poor and couldn't afford such losses. Thus, there wasn't a single monitoring station or outpost in this region.
Seeing Fang Zhao bring the dog out of the car, Flemington reminded him, "Keep the leash on. Don't lose the dog. It's still fine at night, but don't let it out after daybreak. This dog has thick fur and is afraid of the heat. Let it stay in the car. "200 million! Fang Zhao still wanted to borrow the dog to catch pests. Don't let the dog get sick.
Fang Zhao acknowledged and led Curly Hair around the newly marked safe zone.
Curly Hair was very excited. He sniffed around the sand and then dug frantically.
Flemington chuckled when he saw this. "This little stubby leg is rather strong …"
Before he could finish speaking, Flemington's smile vanished, and he stared fixedly at the pit Curly Hair was digging. A dog's sense of smell was more sensitive than a human's. It was said that this dog worth 200 million had an extraordinary sense of smell. Could it have discovered something?
Half a minute later, an animal that looked like a sand lizard was picked up and tossed around by Curly Hair.
Flemington: "…" Disappointment.
After a while, Flemington sensed some activity from that side and looked over unwillingly.
Curly Hair had dragged out another animal.
Flemington: "…"
He silently retracted his gaze.
This was the third time. Flemington no longer harbored any hope. When he looked over, he saw Fang Zhao squatting down and picking up something from the pit Curly Hair had dug. The reflected light made Flemington squint his eyes, but they immediately widened and he quickly walked over.
"What did you discover?!"
"A piece of metal." Fang Zhao handed over the piece of metal that he had dug out.
The piece of metal wasn't even half the size of a palm and seemed to be the wreckage of a flying transport or something else. After it was sent for analysis, the conclusion was that these wreckage had existed even longer than Bu Base.
This also meant that these wreckage had been buried here long before Bu Base had even been established!
"Commander, the results of this region's survey are out." A technician transmitted the results of this region's survey over.
Flemington quickly read through the survey results. Every muscle on his face was filled with excitement as he pointed at the huge sand pit in front. "Dig!"
In the past, he had been so poor that he hated that he couldn't split a single cent to spend. Now, Flemington, who had originally intended to take the conservative route, decided to be bold and give it a try.
He thought about Planet Baiji and Planet Wai. All the bases that were originally at the back of the development sequence had developed. If there was a chance to change Planet Bu, who wouldn't be willing? Even if the changes weren't huge, it would be good to create some news and attract some attention.
Of course, if there were others who were willing to help share the burden, Flemington was also willing. For example, those special guests at the back.
Just as he mentioned those special guests, Zaro and his party also arrived.
After finding out that there was something beneath this huge sand pit, Zaro's imagination ran wild.
Another batch of equipment was delivered by flying transport from the base. Flemington got people to distribute those handheld metal detectors. Those who weren't participating in the excavation mission at the huge pit were to look around for any wreckage that was buried too shallow. The more they dug, the more information they would obtain.
Their base was poor and their equipment was outdated. Some things still had to rely on manpower, so Flemington transferred over another team from the base.
The sky gradually brightened, and the temperature clearly rose.
Zaro and the others also came over to ask for a few detectors to play with.
"Give me one. I will do it myself!"
"Me too! Me too!"
Zaro couldn't take it anymore after searching for quite a while and didn't find anything. He glanced around.
"Eh? What is that? "Zaro saw some white granules.
Barbara, Woo Tianhao, and Mitisy heard the commotion and came over.
He carefully pinched a granule with his fingers and twisted it forcefully, turning it into powder. Zaro had a look of astonishment on his face. "Is this some kind of desert specialty salt?"
A base soldier at the side had an embarrassed look on his face. "… This is some kind of desert specialty shit."
Not far away, a few peculiar-looking creatures poked their heads out from the sand. Seeing that people were paying attention to them, they quickly burrowed back into the sand.
Curly Hair, who was being led by Fang Zhao, twitched his nose and took two steps towards Zaro and the others before being pushed back by Fang Zhao.
"Let them dig the rest themselves."
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