Scrap collection station.

Su Mo and Ah Pang, who hadn't slept all night, slept comfortably on the small iron bed.

Wait until you wake up.

It's already afternoon.

Walking out of the bedroom, I glanced outside and found that snowflakes had started to fall again.

Su Mo really didn't want to go on the road.

But the problem is.

Wait any longer, who knows if it will still snow tomorrow.

As for the weather forecast on the side of the fighting nation, it seems that the weather forecast of each country is the same, so it may not be accurate.

"Xiao Tie, it's almost time, we have to continue on the road."

After washing up, Su Mo still decided to go on the road.

Get to the next town as quickly as possible.

"Ah...don't stay another day?"

"No, to participate in the competition, others are ahead of us, we have to speed up."

Fatty came out of the bedroom and rubbed his eyes.

"Stay any longer, your refrigerator should be empty."

The two packed their luggage and added some drinking water.

It's all sorted out.

Standing at the gate of the waste collection station, Su Mo spoke earnestly

"We added the contact information. I think the business in your place is average. Really, I'm not joking with you. I have to introduce you to some business no matter what."

hear this.

Xiao Tie smiled and waved his hands.

"Row."

He agreed with all his mouth.

It is probably just a polite remark, two people walking around the world, how tense is the time every day.

Introduce yourself to business?

What business can you introduce?

Which trash can has plastic bottles in it?

Although I don't believe it, everyone has said it.

As a bold northern man, Xiao Tie naturally had to show something.

"Brother, since you said that, remember, as long as you call, I will come to collect it, really... I will wait for your call!"

He waved to the two of them.

Watching the other party along the thick snow-covered road, they began to walk forward.

It wasn't until the figure was a little out of sight that Xiaotie smiled and shook his head, and returned to the waste collection station.

Not long.

Hang a reminder on the iron gate.

Clingy, don't touch, let alone lick, or you will bear the consequences!

There was a lot of snow.

There was already a thick layer of stubble over the entire road.

It took more than half an hour to walk in one breath.

Su Mo fully understood why the nearby area was called no man's land.

Literally not a single car.

Can't even touch a beast.

"Brother... no, I want to shit!"

As he walked, Fatty dragged him and muttered with an ugly expression.

Can't help but say.

Pulled Su Mo into the snow.

A passage was dug.

"No, you shit... why did you drag me in?"

Looking at Fatty who had dug out a toilet bowl, Su Mo was really convinced.

Is the sense of ceremony so strong?

Use snow to build a toilet, just to go to the toilet?

"Brother, dig a little over there, I can just take a picture of you, otherwise, if you are not in the camera, won't Director Sun deduct my salary?"

Fatty responded with a very good reason.

Su Mo was speechless.

What you said... makes sense.

Without any choice.

I could only carry a shovel and dig a corner passage along the side.

Sitting down on a snowdrift.

Su Mo lowered his head and began to check today's fortune. In fact, he signed in after midnight, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Surrounded by heavy snow, the snow is so thick that people may not be able to climb out even if they jump in.

It's useless to brush out any luck.

It's just treasure hunting, Su Mo guesses he doesn't have the energy now.

In case the gadgets are dug out, it's okay to say that they can be taken away.

If you come to a large volume, enough weight.

Then he and the fat man must be dumbfounded?

The Nandu gas tank is still fresh in my memory.

Waited for more than half an hour.

Su Mo shouted at the fat man impatiently

"Are you alright? Are you not cold? No, are you going to the toilet or cooking? The speed is too slow."

no respond.

There was no response.

Su Mo couldn't help frowning.

Climb up from the snowdrift, and take a look with your head.

The toilet is still there...the fat man is gone.

However, behind the toilet, a large black hole appeared inexplicably.

Su Mo squeezed his nose and leaned over.

He jumped over the toilet, drilled his forehead into the big hole, stared at his eyes, and observed for a full two minutes.

"It's so dark, I can't see anything."

He touched his nose and sighed.

Su Mo lowered his head and shouted into the big hole.

"Fatty? Fatty?"

"Brother...fuck you, it's not a thing. Someone was full and dug a hole here, and there seemed to be something buried in it, so I poked it."

soon.

Fatty's screams came from the black hole.

Su Mo gritted his teeth, took the engineering shovel, pouted his buttocks, and began to expand the hole.

Not long.

After clearing away the surrounding snow, it was discovered that someone had dug a deep pit similar to a cellar under the snow.

Below the soil layer, Su Mo tried.

It was found that a layer of wooden boards had been laid.

The snow on it is relatively compact. If I guess correctly, it should be artificially accumulated.

"I'll come down and have a look...don't worry."

Shouted inside.

Su Mo carefully jumped into the deep pit, holding the phone's weak flashlight to shine on it.

Pull up the fat man on the ground.

He looked up and looked around.

"What the hell?"

"Fuck!"

The two exclaimed at the same time and looked at each other.

Beside them, there were several large missiles lying on the ground.

Moreover, the two of them are very familiar with each other.

Isn't this the few missiles in the abandoned military base?

How would it appear here?

"It should be that the two intelligence personnel from the Eagle Sauce Country couldn't be transported out for the time being, so they found a nearby reassurance and hid the missiles."

Su Mo muttered in a low voice, and walked forward a few steps with his back bent.

came to the front of the missile.

Seeing many small missiles and boxes of heavy machine guns on the ground, Su Mo was stunned.

This is where the missiles are hidden.

It's like a small arsenal.

Eagle sauce country's small arsenal here?

"Brother, good guy, there is a lot of equipment here, what should we do now? Report it to the local security bureau?"

Hear Fatty's advice.

Su Mo thought about it for a few seconds, then quickly shook his head.

"No, we are in the fighting nation, not in the country. Moreover, the management of firearms on the fighting nation's side is said to be very strict, but in fact it is not strict at all. It is estimated that there is not even a bonus for handing in."

Analyzing in a low voice, Su Mo soon had a decision in his mind.

The missiles are fake, and the other weapons are real, but... they cannot be sent to the Public Security Bureau.

If the bonus is not given, isn't it a big loss?

Thinking about it.

Su Mo took out his mobile phone and called Xiao Tie who had been separated for less than an hour.

...

Scrap collection station.

A small iron sitting in front of the stove.

With his head bowed and playing mobile games, Li Bai, who has a record of 0017, has completely lost the fun of the game.

Suddenly the phone rang.

In the sound of his teammates cursing, Xiaotie immediately quit the game.

"Hello, Brother Su?"

"What, introduce me to business?"

"It's best to pull the whole big truck? What are you collecting? Can you still use a big truck? Can a tricycle work?"

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