Wang Chengzhu escorted a group of militiamen away from the road for a while, and then said that he had other things to do and would not join the group.
The militia members seemed to understand that Wang Chengzhu's words were to save face for them. The results and losses were clearly stated, and their combat effectiveness was indeed a drag on the man in front of them. So, a strong man said this through the steps.
After saying a few words, he led the team members from his village to help each other and leave.
Wang Chengzhu watched a group of black figures leave along the ridge. He turned his head to look at the tall searchlight pole in the distance and scanned the patrol scene. An idea popped into his mind, while it was still dark, let the people who were chasing him get away.
Several enemies were trotting along, moving their legs and feet.
He did it as soon as he thought of it. There was no one around, and he took out Mia's communicator and called the single-seat rotorcraft. Wang Chengzhu used this transfer machine for boarding the airship platform as a fast-moving silent vehicle. It was no longer