If you don't agree, do it! Roll up your sleeves, empty your property and go back to the country

"I thought you forgot to report today?"

As soon as Bai Nuo rushed out of the police station gate, she saw a familiar military jeep parked at the door. The car was modified by her herself.

"Why are you here?" Bai Nuo opened the passenger door and got in. He habitually wanted to turn sideways to pull the seat belt, but then suddenly remembered that the GAZ-67... had no seat belts.

Fang Meng started the car, turned around and drove out of the police station compound, saying, "I'll still have time to return to the team after I drop you off. There are buns in the back seat. Uncle Wen made them this morning and asked me to bring a few for you before I left."

Bai Nuo leaned over to grab the oil-paper bag on the back seat, and looked down at the big, white and tender buns inside. There were two in total, each as big as her face.

Since she was a child, she has liked eating big buns, the kind that can be held in both hands. She feels very satisfied when eating them, especially the big buns made by Uncle Wen, which are the best.

"It's really a waste of Uncle Wen's talent to be the director of the library." Bai Nuo held the big bun in both hands, took a bite, and his mouth was full of the delicious taste. His eyebrows were slightly curved, and his little face was full of a satisfied smile.

Fang Meng shook his head in amusement: "Why? Uncle Wen should open a bun shop?"

"No!"

Bai Nuo shook his head decisively and looked at Fang Meng with a smile, "Uncle Wen was the first child my grandmother brought home. He's been learning business from my grandmother since he was little, and he's best at running and managing restaurants. It's said that at that time, our Wei family's restaurants were spread all over the southern cities, especially in Shanghai, where they were renowned as the best. Uncle Wen took over all the major restaurants in Shanghai when he was only twelve or thirteen years old. At that time, everyone would say that my grandmother had a keen eye for talent and was very good at training people."

"So it's really a waste of Uncle Wen's talent to live in a small library and work as a small librarian. But there's nothing we can do about it. Grandma Wei sent Uncle Wen to the library as a strategy to protect him."

"Indeed, this era has buried too many talents." Bai Nuo curled his lips, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

The times can create talents, but they can also destroy talents that clearly have a bright future. It is sad... but it can also be a new breakthrough that requires destruction to build on.

"Not urgent!"

Fang Meng held the steering wheel with one hand and put the other hand on the little girl's head, rubbing it gently, with a fearless belief.

"We will win. No matter where we are, as long as we are on the right path, we will definitely be on the path to light. Once order is restored, everyone will return to their rightful place. Then we can open grand hotels for Uncle Wen, all across Dragon Country."

Bai Nuo looked at the man in the driver's seat with a smile on his face. He understood what Fang Meng meant. They were familiar with the history of their previous lives and knew clearly the direction of this era, but... there were always unexpected events, just like the butterfly effect. Perhaps a small incitement was enough to change the entire future direction.

So even if we know some of the future trends, we cannot guarantee that the future will really be the same as we remember.

But they also firmly believe that their country's future is bright and they are victorious!

"By the way, let's drive the car back to the team after I expire. The main military region should have a joint military factory. I'll make a list and you can give it to the regiment commander. Have him go to the military factory to find some materials. They're all common materials and shouldn't be difficult to get. Have him recall all the cars in our team so I can install the safety system."

This special forces team of theirs does jobs that other branches of the military cannot do. Going on a mission is like putting your life in danger.

Captain Jin of the third team, who was good at divination and feng shui, also drew a peace amulet for each official member of the team. The amulet was made of real cinnabar and yellow paper. I don't know where the mysterious captain of the third team found these things in this era of destroying the four olds.

However, Bai Nuo looked down at the red rope bracelet on her wrist which was woven with a special material. Inside was the small amulet, which was given to her by the team leader when she officially reported to the team. He said it was their 917's special way of welcoming.

Fang Meng also had it, hidden in the pen he carried with him.

It has to be said that this small action gave Bai Nuo a new understanding of the 917 team.

Each group may not see each other for a long time, and even have to pretend not to know each other when they meet on the street, but they are like a group of invisible family members, caring about each other, blessing each other... and looking forward to the next reunion, so that no one can be missing home.

As a rough mechanic (as Bai Nuo defines himself), the only thing he can do for the team is to modify their hardware.

The safety factor of vehicles these days is really too low. Modifying them to enhance safety is one of the methods Bai Nuo can think of at the moment. It can also be regarded as a gift from the new team member to his comrades.

"Modified seat belts?" Fang Meng glanced sideways at the girl in the passenger seat. Ever since the engine modified by the little girl was put on the market at Kaiyuan City No. 1 Machinery Factory, the military immediately reached an agreement with them.

Their 917 team has a total of five jeeps and two Liberation trucks. Because of their high special nature, after the agreement was reached, their team was the first to have its modification application approved. Not only that, even the shockproof system was the same one that Bai Nuo had originally handed over to Kaiyuan City No. 1 Machine Factory.

The only remaining safety system that this girl could think of was the seat belt. After all, he was not good at mechanics and could only make some basic and simple things.

Unexpectedly, the little girl gave him an even bigger surprise.

“That’s more than that!”

Bai Nuo smiled and took out a bottle of iced sour plum soup from the space. Although A Tong went to sleep, before going to bed, he upgraded all the programs that could take care of Bai Nuo for the three electricity-consuming people in the house. The big refrigerator in the pavilion was always filled with Bai Nuo's favorite drinks, all of which were handmade, without additives, delicious and healthy.

"It's so early in the morning, drink less cold drinks!"

Although it tastes good and is healthy, Fang Meng just doesn't like it no matter how he looks at it.

Bai Nuo curled his lips, coldly withdrew his hand that was about to feed him, screwed the lid shut, and threw the black thermos cup into Fang Meng's arms in dissatisfaction: "I won't feed you anymore, drink it yourself."

Fang Meng smiled helplessly, reached out and slapped the little girl's head hard: "I was wrong, okay."

"Then..." The little girl pursed her lips and stretched out her hand towards the black thermos cup eagerly.

next second...

A big hand quickly picked up the thermos cup without even looking at it and placed it in the hand hole on the side of the driver's door.

"You can't drink something so cold so early in the morning."

"cut!"